My God, my holy light by which I see,
My God, my saving life which hallows me,
My God, my sacred might protecting keeps,
Then what could make me tremble – make me fear?
My foes who sought to snare my life and soul,
Have stumbled on the air and broke their skulls,
Though armies siege, aware God keeps me whole,
My trust in Him who keeps His mercy near.
But one thing I have asked of God most high,
To in His presence bask, His beauty spy,
And take my mental task to truth descry,
To hide myself in Him, my Rock appear.
Oh, hear me when I call, and answer me!
Oh, do not let me fall, but hear my plea.
Direct my paths and all the thoughts I see,
I know that when I pray You surely hear.
Though every one forsakes my life in hell,
In God I put my faith and am compelled,
To speak to fellow saints, His wonders tell,
Proclaim His praise! His faithful worship rear!
As darkness whelms your soul,
And evil swallows all,
Yet God is in control,
And He wont let us fall.
The kings of every place,
The Lord established there,
To demonstrate His grace,
And bring His love to bear.
For all He has ordained,
And all is for His glory.
All to exalt His name,
And all to tell His story.
The government He gave,
A tool to bear His law,
Established not to save,
For everyone is flawed.
So do not bow to fear,
When evil men take reign.
For God is ever near,
Your fear of Him maintain.
You trust, then, not in man,
No fear of man, the same.
But in the Gospel stand,
Proclaiming Jesus’ name.
Don’t compromise the right,
And lose your witness here.
For who would heed your light,
If you’re supporting fear?
Support the cause of Christ!
The Gospel full pursuit.
Why sell your vote and rights,
For those who hate the truth?
But love your enemy,
And pray to God for them.
Not glossing over sin.
But see the Hand of God,
The Guider of all ends,
His mercy ever broad,
For this His arm extends.
When tribulation reigns,
Our hope is still in Him.
When others curse His name,
And glory in their sin,
When we are killed and raped,
And hunted night and day,
When we are all debased:
Yet Jesus still holds sway.
The kingdoms of the earth,
Are nothing in His sight,
But trials given birth,
To demonstrate His might.
For fire when it burns,
The gold will purify,
And through it we will learn,
How Christians ought to die.
Then let me herald this:
That Christ is ever king.
And I am always His,
His blood has made me clean.
Yes, I would die for Him,
And not for presidents,
My trust is not in them,
But for my Savior bent.
Let us turn now to see how to flee and fight sin,
For this holiness must needs be pure.
When we’re tempted we feel that we never can win,
On our own we’d be damned, ay, for sure!
So now style your life in the fear of the Lord,
For His judgment will surely appear.
And His covenant-grace as the scriptures record,
Makes obedience from healthy fear.
And remember that God paid your ransom in full,
Saving you from tradition’s vain flood.
Not with perishing things like some silver or gold,
But the Spotless Lamb Jesus’s blood!
So then trust in the Lord and with hope through his son,
Knowing all will occur as ordained.
And this war that we wage has already been won,
Resurrected, Christ victory gained!