Deliverance from oppression and falsehood. <br /> <br />O Thou whose justice reigns on high, <br />And makes th' oppressor cease, <br />Behold how envious sinners try <br />To vex and break my peace. <br /> <br />The sons of violence and lies <br />Join to devour me, Lord; <br />But as my hourly dangers rise, <br />My refuge is thy word. <br /> <br />In God most holy, just, and true, <br />I have reposed my trust; <br />Nor will I fear what flesh can do, <br />The offspring of the dust. <br /> <br />They wrest my words to mischief still, <br />Charge me with unknown faults; <br />Mischief doth all their counsels fill, <br />And malice all their thoughts. <br /> <br />Shall they escape without thy frown? <br />Must their devices stand? <br />O cast the haughty sinner down, <br />And let him know thy hand. <br /> <br />PAUSE. <br /> <br />God counts the sorrows of his saints, <br />Their groans affect his ears; <br />Thou hast a book for my complaints, <br />A bottle for my tears. <br /> <br />When to thy throne I raise my cry, <br />The wicked fear and flee; <br />So swift is prayer to reach the sky, <br />So near is God to me. <br /> <br />In thee, most holy, just, and true, <br />I have reposed my trust; <br />Nor will I fear what man can do, <br />The offspring of the dust. <br /> <br />Thy solemn vows are on me, Lord, <br />Thou shalt receive my praise; <br />I'll sing, "How faithful is thy word, <br />How righteous all thy ways!" <br /> <br />Thou hast secured my soul from death, <br />O set thy pris'ner free! <br />That heart and hand, and life and breath, <br />May be employ'd for thee.<br /><br />Isaac Watts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/psalm-56/
