Odes de Salomão — Ode 5

1I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, because I love thee;

2O most High, thou wilt not forsake me, for thou art my hope:

3freely I have received thy grace, I shall live thereby:

4my persecutors will come and not see me:

5a cloud of darkness shall fall on their eyes; and an air of thick gloom shall darken them:

6and they shall have no light to see: that they may not take hold upon me.

7Let their counsel become thick darkness, and what they have cunningly devised, let it return upon their own heads:

8for they have devised a counsel, and it did not succeed: they have prepared themselves for evil, and were found to be empty.

9For my hope is upon the Lord, and I will not fear, and because the Lord is my salvation, I will not fear:

10and He is as a garland on my head and I shall not be moved; even if everything should be shaken, I stand firm;

11and if all things visible should perish, I shall not die: because the Lord is with me and I am with Him. Hallelujah.