Dewey Westra, 1961, & William Helder, 1972
- My heart is steadfast, O my God,
And I will sing unto Thy laud,
Yes, I will make a melody
And give my thanks, O LORD, to Thee.
Awake, O harp and lyre, a wake!
For I will urge the dawn to break.
I’ll sing Thy glory to the nations,
Thy praise among their populations.
Great is, O God, Thy steadfast love
Right to the heavens and above;
Thy faithfulness soars to the skies.
Let over earth Thy glory rise;
Let, reaching to the clouds, Thy praise
Transcend our earthly human ways.
Now rescue Thy beloved nation.
O God, reply! Send us salvation!
The LORD spoke in His holiness
And gave these steadfast promises:
“Shechem and Succoth I’ll subdue,
Moab and Edom conquer too.
Manasseh’s tribe belongs to me,
While Ephraim shall my helmet be,
And Judah is my scepter glorious;
In Palestine I’ll be victorious.”
Who will to me the stronghold show
And help me into Edom go?
Are we cast off because of sin?
When wilt Thou lead our host again?
LORD, guide us as none other can,
For worthless is the aid of man.
With God we’ll rise to bold endeavor,
For He will crush our foes forever.