English poem
THE PSALMS of DAVID, PSALM LIV
by John Barnard (1815–1882)
Save, me, O God, for thy Name's Sake; Me by thy Pow'r defend, Lord, hear my Pray'r; and let thine Ear, Unto my Words, attend. For Strangers, causeless, have combin'd, They up against me rise; Feirce Men thirst for my Life, who set Not God before they Eyes. The Lord's my Help, he'll head my Friends, Who for my Life have stood; My watchful Foes with Ill reward, And all his Threats make good. So will I Free-will Off'rings bring, And to Thee sacrifice; Thy Name I'll ever praise, O Lord; 'Tis pleasing in thine Eyes. For he hath freed me from my Straits, Which very great have been; Mine Eyes, with Pleasure, thy Rebukes, On all my Foes have seen.