Hymn 94

In Distress I CriedUnto the Lord

Verse 1

In distress I cried unto the Lord and He did hear my

prayer.

Save my soul from lying lips and from deceitful

tongues, O Lord;

O what will you get from Him? What reward, O

crafty tongue?

Arrow sharp shall pour on you, with burning coals of

juniper.

Verse 2

Woe is me that I sojourn in Mesech for so long a time;

And, alas that in the tents of Kedar I should

dwell there-in!

My soul hath long dwelt with them, those who hate

the peace I love;

But however peacably I speak to them,

then they’re for war.

Verse 3

I will lift mine eyes unto the hills, for whence does

my help come?

For my help comes from the Lord who made the heaven and the earth.

He will never let you slip,He who keeps you

never sleeps.

He who keepeth Israel will never slumber, never sleep.

Last Verse

Neither sun or moon shall smite you by the day nor

by the night;

For the Lord will keep you from all evil, and shall

save your life.

He’ll protect your going out; He’ll protect your coming in;

He will guard and keep your life, from this time

forth and evermore!