When Threatening Enemies Assail

When threat­en­ing en­em­ies as­sail

I seek Thy help

O Lord;

And though they say my hope must fail

I trust Thy faith­ful word.

Oft hast Thou heard my plaint­ive cry

Out of Thy ho­ly hill;

I can­not doubt but Thou art nigh

And wilt pro­tect me still.

I laid me down and slept; Thy hand

Preserved me through the night;

Thankful I own

’tis Thy com­mand

Restores the cheer­ful light.

I will not fear ten thou­sand foes;

They can­not in­jure me:

Safe in Thy bless­ing

I re­pose

My con­fi­dence in Thee.