Psalm 3 (10,000 Foes)

(Two, three, four)

O Lord, how many are my foes
How many up against me rise
They all are saying now of me
"In vain he on his God relies"

But You are my protector, Lord
You are a shield around me spread
My glory comes from You alone
The One who raises up my head

When to the Lord I lift my voice
In face of those who hate me still
The Lord will hear my cry to Him
And answer from His holy hill

I settle down and sleep in peace
I wake in God's upholding hand
I will not fear ten thousand foes
Who circling 'round against me stand

(Oh, we stand, oh)
(Oh, we stand)
(Against me stand)

Arise, O Lord, save me, my God
Deliver for Your mercy's sake
Strike all my enemies on the jaw
The wicked's teeth in pieces break

The Lord alone deliverance sends
No other source of help have we
Therefore upon Your people all
May Your eternal blessing be

(May Your blessing be)