By Richard M. Rose
2002
May God arise, may his enemies be scattered
May his foes flee in fear from his gaze
But may the righteous be glad
And rejoice in our Lord
Both fervent and joyful in praise
Sing out to God
Give the glory to His holy name,
See His majesty ride on the wind.
He is our Lord everlasting, ever knowing
In love let’s rejoice before Him
In Him the orphan has a father
The widow has a friend
The homeless find shelter and rest.
The desert will bloom
As His holy raindrops fall
And the humble are nourished and blessed
(repeat first verse)