2 My thoughts address his throne
When morning brings the light;
I seek his blessing every noon,
And pay my vows at night.
3 Thou wilt regard my cries,
O my eternal God,
While sinners perish in surprise
Beneath thine angry rod.
4 Because they dwell at ease,
And no sad changes feel,
They neither fear nor trust thy Name,
Nor learn to do thy will.
5 But I with all my cares
Will call upon the Lord,
I'll cast my burdens on his arm,
And rest upon his word,
6 His arm shall well sustain
The children of his love;
The ground on which their safety stands
No earthly power can move.
Psalm 56.
Deliverance from oppression and falsehood; or,
God's care of his people, in answer to faith and prayer.
1 Thou, whose justice reigns on high,
And makes th' oppressor cease,
Behold how envious sinners try
To vex and break my peace!
2 The Sons of violence and lies
Join to devour me, Lord;
But as my hourly dangers rise,
My refuge is thy word.
3 In God most holy, just, and true,
I have repos'd my trust;
Nor will I fear what flesh can do,
The offspring of the dust.
4 They wrest my words to mischief still,
Charge me with unknown faults;
Mischief doth all their councils fill,
And malice all their thoughts.