Find res, my soul, in God alone,
my hope and my salvation;
my refuge, strength and health is he,
so how can I be shaken?
How long will thieves attack a man
and claim his as their victim?
With poisoned heart and mind and mouth
they plot to undermine him.
Both slaves and sovereigns are mere wind,
celebrities, all empty.
Don't trust in vast or tainted wealth;
God is our gold, our plenty.
Two things I hear and I believe,
that God is strong, and loving.
In him we find our true reward
and his great day is coming.
In truth, my soul waits still on God;
from God comes my salvation.
My refuge, strength and health is he
and I shall not be shaken.