O God, the Help of All Thy Saints

O God, the help of all Thy saints,
Our hope in time of ill:
We trust Thee, though Thy face be hid,
And seek Thy presence still.

Why should the men of pride and sin
Thy truth and power defy;
And boast, as if their evil way
Were hidden from Thine eye?

Lord, Thou hast seen; arise and save.
To Thee our cause we bring;
Reign Thou in righteousness and power,
For Thou alone art King.

All our desires to Thee are known;
Thy help is ever near;
O first prepare our hearts to pray,
And then accept our prayer!

Author: Henry Francis Lyte

Year: 1834

This text is a paraphrase of Psalm 10 by Henry Francis Lyte, first published in his 1834 collection The Spirit of the Psalms. Some hymnals attribute it simply as "Lyte" or from that 1834 source; no strong alternate attributions are known.