May the Lord answer in the day of distress, May the Name of our God be your shield and fortress. From His holy heights, may He send you His aid, And remember each offering your hands have laid. May He grant you the dreams your heart has desired, And fulfill every plan that your soul has inspired. Then we’ll shout for your joy, lift our banners high, In the Name of our God, we will rise and cry! Some trust in chariots, some trust in steeds, In armies and weapons and swift war-steeds. But we call on the Lord—His Name is our sword, He alone is our triumph, our mighty reward. O King, may the Lord hear your prayer today, May His strength lift you up when the battle weighs. Now arise! For the Lord bends the foe to His will— They will stumble and fall, but you shall stand still!
