Words: Par­a­phrase of Psalm 145; au­thor un­known.

Music: Na­za­reth, (1831-1912).


The Lord upholds the faltering feet
And makes the weak securely stand;
The burdened ones, bowed down with grief,
Are helped by His most gracious hand.
The eyes of all upon Thee wait,
By Thee their wants are all supplied;
Thine open hand is bountiful,
And every soul is satisfied.

The Lord is just in all His ways,
In all His works the Lord is kind,
And all that call on Him in truth
In Him a present Helper find.
He will fulfill the heart’s desire
Of those that fear Him and obey;
Their cry the Lord will surely hear,
And He will save them when they pray.

His great salvation they shall know
Who love the Lord’s most holy Name;
The wicked He will overthrow
And put His enemies to shame.
My mouth shall speak the glorious praise
Of Him Whom Heaven and earth adore;
Let all exalt His holy Name
Forever and forevermore.