Thomas Sternhold 

O God my strength and fortitude
In truth I will love thee;

Psalm xviii.

 

O God my strength and fortitude
In truth I will love thee;
Thou art my castle and defence
In my necessity.

When I, beset with pain and grief,
Prayed to my God for grace;
Forthwith my God heard my complaint,
Out of his holy place.

The Lord descended from above,
And bowed the heavens high,
And underneath his feet he cast
The darkness of the sky.

On cherub and on cherubim
Full royally he rode;
And on the wings of all the winds
Came flying all abroad.

He brought me forth in open place,
That so I might be free;
And kept me safe, because he had
A favour unto me.

Unspotted are the ways of God,
His word is truly tried;
He is a sure defence to such
As in his ways abide.

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