140Psalm 140LM
BELIEVERS, like their Lord of old,
   Must bear with foes and trials here:
Yet may the weakest saint be bold,
    With such a Friend as Jesus near.
2  The lion’s roar need not alarm,
    O Lord, the weakest of Thy sheep;
The serpent’s venom cannot harm,
    While Thou art near to watch and keep.
3  Before, when dangers round me spread,
    I cried to my almighty Friend;
He covered my defenceless head;
    So now I’ll trust Him to the end.
4  O refuge of the poor and weak,
    Regard Thy suffering people’s cry;
Humble the proud, uphold the meek,
    And bring us safe to Thee on high.
Henry Francis Lyte, 1793-1847