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But As For Me, I'll Call On God
Psalm 55
Dwight Armstrong

'Twas not a foe who did deride, for that I could endure;
No hater thus who rose in pride, else would I hide secure.
But thou it was, my friend and guide; we did as equals meet;
We walked to God's house side by side, and counsel blended sweet.

His speech more smooth than butter was, yet in his heart was war;
More soft than oil his words appear, yet sharp as drawn swords were they.
But Lord Thou will in judgment sit and bring them down to woe;
And in the deep and darksome pit, in ruin lay them low.

Death shall them seize, and to the tomb, a live they shall go down;
For wickedness is in their home; among them abound their sins.
But as for me, I'll call on God; the Lord will safety give;
He'll hear me when I cry aloud, at morning, noon and night.