O Lord, How Are My Foes Increased

O Lord

how are my foes in­creased!

Against me many rise;

How ma­ny say

in vain for help

He on his God re­lies.

Thou art my shield and glo­ry

Lord

My Sav­ior

O Most High

The Lord from out His ho­ly hill

Gives an­swer when I cry.

I laid me down and slept

I waked

Because the Lord sus­tains;

Though many thou­sands com­pass me

Unmoved my soul re­mains.

Arise

O Lord; save me

my God;

For Thou hast owned my cause;

And oft hast beat­en down my foes

Who scorn Thy right­eous laws.

Salvation to the Lord be­longs

In Him His saints are blest;

O let Thy bless­ing ev­er­more

Upon Thy peo­ple rest.