Great foes and fierce my soul alarm,
                                        
                                        Inflamed with rage and strong to harm,
                                        
                                        But God, from Heav’n His dwelling place,
                                        
                                        Will rescue me with truth and grace.
                                        
                                        Be Thou, O God, exalted high,
                                        
                                        Yea, far above the starry sky,
                                        
                                        And let Thy glory be displayed
                                        
                                        O’er all the earth Thy hands have made.