I Am Hated, Lord

I am hat­ed

Lord

by those

Who Thy ho­ly truth des­pise;

Save me from my wick­ed foes

Lord of hosts

arise

arise!

Thou’rt my rock and my de­fense;

Thou a tow­er un­to Thy saints;

Thee I make my con­fi­dence

Thee I’ll trust

though na­ture faints.

Glad Thy mer­cies will I sing

All Thy pow­er and love con­fess;

Thou hast been

O heav­en­ly King

My safe re­fuge in dis­tress!

Songs with ev­ery morn­ing’s light

Lord

shall rise up to Thy throne;

All Thy saints shall praise Thy might

And Thy mer­cy shall make known.