THE battles of the Lord, Of which our ears have heard, Were won by Thine almighty arm, Thy presence and Thy Word.
But Zion soon despised The ways of her great King, Assumed the methods of her foes, Her victory to bring.
Forgive us, Lord, if we Like them have disobeyed, And grieved the Holy Ghost away, By trusting worldly aid.
Rejected by our God, Our labours all in vain, The world around is left untouched And holds us in disdain.
Come, search our hearts, O Lord, Help us our sin to own, And see where carnal strength and ways And trusts have brought us down.
Arise, our gracious God, And be our shield and tower, Our only source of light and life And strong converting power.
Evangelical Psalter © The Wakeman Trust