PSALM 18

The Lord is Like a Mighty Fort

The Lord is like a mighty fort,

In all life's storms, he's my safe port.

From every evil he will transport,

Each day he will provide support.

The Lord is like a mountain side,

Within its cover I can hide.

Most comforting there to abide,

Each day he is my one true guide.

My Lord is solid as a rock.

He always watches o'er his flock.

He will destroy all them who mock.

He will remove sins's stumbling block.

The Lord stands high upon his tower. 

He's always there so I'll not cower.

He keeps his watch o'er me each hour,

So me no evil will devour.

When life becomes a battle field;

This is the time for us to yield.

Our wills to him who is our shield

We're made secure by the pow'er he'll yield.

His strong voice like a horn will sound

When ever we're on shaky ground.

Lost and in need of being found

It sounds the way that 's homeward bound.