1 God defend me; traitors rise,
Slandering me with monstrous lies;
God my refuge, hear my plea:
Why have you deserted me?
Why have I been left to mourn,
Crushed by their deceit and scorn?
Send your light and truth to guide:
Lead me homeward to your side.

2 God at length his grace will show;
To his altar then I'll go;
I will praise him with the lyre,
God, my God, my heart's desire.
Why, my soul, are you distressed?
Why so anxious, so oppressed?
Hope in God, for I'll yet praise
God my Saviour all my days.

Psalm 43, David G. Preston
© D.G. Preston/Jubilate Hymns
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