021) Psalm 18
8.8.8.8.
1 No change of times shall ever shock my firm affection, Lord, to thee; For thou hast always been my rock, a fortress and defense to me.
2 Thou my deliv’rer art, my:God, my trust is in thy mighty pow’r:
Thou art my shield from foes abroad, at home my safeguard and my tow’r.
3 To thee will I address my pray’r, (to whom all praise we justly owe;) So shall I, by thy watchful care, be guarded from my treach’rous foe.
4,5 By floods of wicked men distressed, with deadly sorrows compassed round; With dire infernal pangs oppressed, in death’s unwieldy fetters bound.
6 To heav’n I made my mournful pray’r, to God addressed my humble moan; Who graciously inclined his ear, and heard me from his lofty throne.