Words: Isaac Watts
v. 6--15. PART 1. Deliverance from a tumult. 1 The Lord appears my helper now, Nor is my faith afraid. What all the sons of earth can do, Since heav'n affords its aid. 2 'Tis safer, Lord, to hope in thee, And have my God my friend, Than trust in men of high degree, And on their truth depend. 3 Like bees, my foes beset me round, A large and angry swarm; But I shall all their rage confound By thine almighty arm. 4 'Tis through the Lord my heart is strong, In him my lips rejoice; While his salvation is my song, How cheerful is my voice! 5 Like angry bees, they girt me round; When God appears they fly; So burning thorns, with crackling sound, Make a fierce blaze and die. 6 Joy to the saints and peace belongs; The Lord protects their days: Let Isr'el tune immortal songs To his almighty grace.
v. 17--21. PART 2. Public praise for deliverance from death. 1 Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry And rescued from the grave; Now shall he live; and none can die, If God resolve to save. 2 Thy praise, more constant than before, Shall fill his daily breath; Thy hand, that hath chastised him sore, Defends him still from death. 3 Open the gates of Zion now, For we shall worship there; The house where all the righteous go Thy mercy to declare. 4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints Our thankful voice we raise; There we have told thee our complaints, And there we speak thy praise. v. 22, 25. PART 3. Christ the foundation of his church. 1 Behold the sure foundation-stone Which God in Zion lays, To build our heav'nly hopes upon, And his eternal praise. 2 Chosen of God, to sinners dear, And saints adore the name; They trust their whole salvation here, Nor shall they suffer shame. 3 The foolish builders, scribe and priest, Reject it with disdain; Yet on this Rock the church shall rest, And envy rage in vain. 4 What though the gates of hell withstood, Yet must this building rise; 'Tis thy own work, almighty God, And wondrous in our eyes.
v. 24--26. Part 4. Hosanna; the Lord's day: or, Christ's resurrection and our salvation. 1 This is the day the Lord hath made, He calls the hours his own; Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, And praise surround the throne. 2 To-day he rose and left the dead, And Satan's empire fell; To-day the saints his triumphs spread, And all his wonders tell. 3 Hosanna to th' anointed King, To David's holy Son; Help us, O Lord; descend and bring Salvation from thy throne. 4 Blessed be the Lord, who comes to men With messages of grace; Who comes in God his Father's name To save our sinful race. 5 Hosanna in the highest strains The church on earth can raise; The highest heav'ns, in which he reigns, Shall give him nobler praise.
1 See what a living stone The builders did refuse; Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. 2 The scribe and angry priest Reject thine only Son; Yet on this Rock shall Zion rest, As the chief corner-stone. 3 The work, O Lord, is thine, And wondrous in our eyes; This day declares it all divine, This day did Jesus rise. 4 This is the glorious day That our Redeemer made; Let us rejoice, and sing, and pray, Let all the church be glad. 5 Hosanna to the King Of David's royal blood; Bless him, ye saints, he comes to bring Salvation from your God. 6 We bless thine holy word, Which all this grace displays; And offer on thine altar, Lord, Our sacrifice of praise.
v. 22--27. An hosanna for the Lord's day, or, A new song of salvation by Christ. 1 Lo! what a glorious corner-stone The Jewish builders did refuse; But God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envy and the Jews. 2 Great God, the work is all divine, The joy and wonder of our eyes; This is the day that proves it thine, The day that saw our Savior rise. 3 Sinners, rejoice; and saints, be glad; Hosanna, let his name be blessed; A thousand honors on his head, With peace, and light, and glory rest! 4 In God's own name he comes to bring Salvation to our dying race; Let the whole church address their King With hearts of joy and songs of praise.