Had not the Lord been on our side,
may Israel now say;
Had not the Lord been on our side,
when men rose us to slay;

They had us swallow'd quick, when as
their wrath 'gainst us did flame:
Waters had cover'd us, our soul
had sunk beneath the stream.

Then had the waters, swelling high,
over our soul made way.
Bless'd be the Lord, who to their teeth
us gave not for a prey.

Our soul's escaped, as a bird
out of the fowler's snare;
The snare asunder broken is,
and we escaped are.

Our sure and all-sufficient help
is in JEHOVAH's name;
His name who did the heav'n create,
and who the earth did frame.