O Lord many are my foes

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, 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