109	Psalm 109	LM
	STRANGER and pilgrim here below,    I turn for refuge, Lord, to Thee, Aware of every want and woe,     Relieve my trials, and rescue me.
2	Now, Lord, in love and kindness speak,     Sustain and cheer my sinking soul; Low as I am, and poor, and weak,     One word of Thine can make me whole.
3	Help, Lord! may all my foes perceive,     I have a heavenly strength and stay; With Thee to bless me and relieve,     I can endure the hardest way.
4	Now make my soul with joy arise,     Thy sheltering wings around me cast; Cause all that now afflicts or tries,     To work my good, O Lord, at last.
	Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847‡