O GOD, THE HELP OF ALL THY SAINTS
"In his arrogance the wicked man hunts down the weak, who are caught in
the schemes he devises. He boasts of the cravings of his heart; he
blesses the greedy and reviles the Lord." Psalms 10:2-3
Words: Edward Osler, Psalms and Hymns Adapted to the Services of the
Church of England, 1836.
Music: "St. Anne," William Croft, 1708.
O God, the help of all Thy saints,
Our hope in time of ill:
We trust Thee, though Thy face be hid,
And seek Thy presence still.
Why should the men of pride and sin
Thy truth and power defy;
And boast, as if their evil way
Were hidden from Thine eye?
Lord, Thou hast seen; arise and save.
To Thee our cause we bring;
Reign Thou in righteousness and power,
For Thou alone art King.
All our desires to Thee are known;
Thy help is ever near;
O first prepare our hearts to pray,
And then accept our prayer!