The Lord Ever Answer Your Cries of Distress

The Lord ev­er an­swer your cries of dis­tress;

May Ja­cob’s God keep you

whose name you con­fess.

God send you re­lief from His ho­li­est place

And grant you from Zi­on sup­port by His grace.

And may He re­mem­ber each sac­ri­fice made

Accept on the al­tar your of­fer­ings laid

Fulfill

in His love

the de­sire of your heart—

Success to each one of your plans to im­part.

With joy we will shout when your vic­to­ry is won;

We’ll lift up our ban­ners in God’s name alone.

The Lord in His mer­cy re­ceive your re­quest

And grant your pe­ti­tions as seems to Him best.

Now tru­ly I know that the Lord from above

Protects all His people in co­ve­nant love;

From Heav­en He hears and at­tends to their cry

And saves by the pow­er of His right hand on high.

In hors­es or cha­ri­ots some trust for de­fense;

The name of the Lord is our strong con­fi­dence.

Our en­emies sink to their knees as we rise:

O pros­per your peo­ple

Lord—ans­wer our cries!