O Holy Name, Our Shield and Light

In shadows deep, where troubles reign, We lift our hearts to God’s holy name. A beacon bright through storm and strife, He guides our souls to righteous life.

From Psalm 11, a cry ascends, “Arise, O Lord, with hands that mend! Lift up the weak, the oppressed, the small, Let justice strike where wickedness falls.”

His hand extends, a shield divine, Protecting innocence, drawing the line. In moral chaos, His truth prevails, His justice steadies when all else fails.

Psalm 111 sings of salvation’s grace, A covenant firm, time cannot erase. With awe we stand, His majesty near, A holy name that banishes fear.

Human hands falter, frail and flawed, Yet through His love, redemption’s awed. By grace alone, the gap is spanned, A righteous bond in His gentle hand.