1 LORD, Thy humble suppliant hear, Save me, save me from my fear, From the malice of my foe Keep me all my days below. 2 O preserve my life above, Far beyond their reach remove, From their force and treachery, Jesu, hide my life in Thee. 3 Wicked men who Thee oppose They declare themselves my foes; All the sons of Belial rage, War against Thy servant wage. 4 Lo, they whet their tongues like swords, Shoot as darts their bitter words, Secretly the just defame, Stab with lies his honest