Blessed are those who heed the weak, The Lord delivers them in woe. He guards their lives, He makes them strong, When storms arise, He will not go. O Lord, be merciful to me, Heal now my soul, for I have sinned. My enemies whisper cruel lies, "When will he fade, when will he end?" Even my friend, in whom I trusted, Who shared my bread, has turned away. But You, O Lord, show me Your grace, Raise me up—do not delay! By this I know You take delight, You hold me fast though foes assail. You set me safe before Your face, Your love prevails, it will not fail. Praise to the God of Israel, From age to age His truth stands sure! Amen! Amen! His name be blest, His mercy ever shall endure.
