1 O GOD, the help of all thy saints,
Our hope in time of ill:
We trust thee, though thy face be hid,
And seek thy presence still.
2 Why should the men of pride and sin
Thy truth and power defy;
And boast, as if their evil way
Were hidden from thine eye?
3 Lord, thou hast seen; arise and save;
To thee our cause we bring;
Reign thou in righteousness and power,
For thou alone art King.
4 All our desires to thee are known;
Thy help is ever near;
O first prepare our hearts to pray,
And then accept our prayer!