887    148th     John Berridge
“Pull me out of the net.” Ps. 31. 4; Isa. 42. 22

1 A thousand snares beset
  A pilgrim in his walk,
  To trap him by the feet,
  Or catch him in his talk;
  The creature often proves a bait,
  And Satan lays his wily net.

2 A stubborn guest is sin,
  And makes a rueful rout;
  We may let idols in,
  But cannot turn them out;
  The Saviour’s arm is wanted here,
  To pluck the sinner from a snare.

3 What if the tyrant roar,
  And of his conquest boast?
  The Lord will help the poor,
  That in his mercy trust;
  And he has gainèd high renown
  In bringing proud Goliaths down.