A firm fortress is the Lord to those who trust Him,
Repelling the enemies’ darts against the defenceless
With joy, God fills the hearts of the poor to the brim
And those that humanity rejected He does bless
A cave that covers the helpless refugee is my Rock
Sheltering him from the strongest storm and wind
When the enemy pursues and threatens to overtake
The Lord like a Lion hastens and comes to his aid
Why fear the wind that blows so hard
Seeing you’re sheltered under His sails?
You may now not yet understand
Yet He never forgets nor fails
He who prepares the snare falls into it
The one who wishes you harm will not succeed
The Lord, your God, will not permit
He will guard you always as He decreed