They Be Many

Unto me, O my God, show thy mercy and grace,
For I’m near swallowed up by oppressions I face.

Unto me, O my God, show thy mercy and grace,
For I’m near swallowed up by oppressions I face.

They be many that fight against me, O most High,
But thy word I will praise, and on thee I’ll rely.

What time I’m afraid I will look unto thee.
I’ll not fear what my enemies do unto me,

Though their thoughts are against me for evil each day,
And they turn everything that I do or I say

Into something for which they may falsely accuse,
And they look every way for a chance to abuse,

Yet thou guidest my goings and catchest my tears;
When I cry unto thee, I’ll be saved from my fears.

This I know, despite all that the world tries to do,
And despite every danger my course may pass through,

That my God is for me, and in thee I can trust.
I will render thee praises.  To do so is just,

For thou savest and keepest and lightest my ways;
For deliverance and blessing I offer my praise.

Psalm 56

Nita Brainard