Now Plead My Cause, Almighty God

Now plead my cause

al­migh­ty God

With all the sons of strife;

And fight against the men of blood

Who fight against my life.

Draw out Thy spear and stop their way

Lift Thine av­eng­ing rod;

But to my soul in mercy say

I am thy Sav­ior God!

They plant their snares to catch my feet

And nets of mis­chief spread;

Plunge the de­stroy­ers in the pit

That their own hands have made.

Let fogs and dark­ness hide their way

And slip­pe­ry be their ground;

Thy wrath shall make their lives a prey

And all their rage con­found.

They fly like chaff be­fore the wind

Before Thine an­gry breath;

The an­gel of the Lord be­hind

Pursues them down to death.

They love the road that leads to hell;

Then let the re­bels die

Whose mal­ice is im­pla­ca­ble

Against the Lord on high.

But if Thou hast a chos­en few

Amongst that im­pi­ous race

Divide them from the bloody crew

By Thy sur­pris­ing grace.

Then I will raise my tune­ful voice

To make Thy won­ders known;

In their sal­va­tion I’ll re­joice

And bless Thee for my own.