O Lord many are my foes
O Lord many rise against me
They say where is your God
They say God will not deliver you
Now arise O Lord deliver me from my foes
As You struck down Your enemies in days of long ago
Now arise O Lord deliver me from the dead
You have become my glory
You’re the lifter of my head
O Lord I lie down to sleep
The foe comes against me on every side
But I, will have no fear
For You, You sustain me with Your right hand
You have become my glory
You’re the lifter of my head, my head