The King Our Shield

This song is a Christ-centred meditation on Psalm 94:1–11, moving from a raw cry for divine justice to confident worship in the saving work of Jesus. It captures the tension of the psalm itself: the anguish of the oppressed, the apparent triumph of the wicked, and the unshakable assurance that God both sees and will act.
The opening verses echo the psalmist’s plea to the “God of vengeance” to rise and judge. The song names real suffering—the crushed, the widow, the orphan—and confronts the arrogance of those who believe God is absent or indifferent. Their boasting and violence are exposed as futile, rooted in pride and blindness. This section gives voice to righteous lament, affirming that calling out injustice before God is not faithlessness but faith.
Verse two draws directly from Psalm 94’s logic: the God who created hearing and sight cannot be deaf or blind to human cruelty. The song dismantles the illusion of unchecked power by reminding listeners that God understands every thought, sees every hidden motive, and will humble the proud. Human schemes are revealed as “chaff,” weightless before divine wisdom.
The heart of the song arrives in the turn to Christ. Justice does not remain abstract; it appears in Jesus, “the King, the Saviour, and the Shield.” At the cross, God’s justice and mercy meet. The wrath deserved by the proud is borne by Christ, and the captives are set free. What Psalm 94 anticipates—God’s decisive intervention—is fulfilled in the crucifixion and resurrection.
The final verse calls for repentance, wisdom, and worship. Human boasting fades before the enthroned King, and living water flows from His victory. The song ultimately proclaims hope: evil will not prevail, God’s justice is sure, and Christ reigns as the righteous Judge and compassionate Redeemer.

LYRICS
The King Our Shield
(Verse 1)
O God of vengeance, holy fire, shine forth!
Rise up, O Judge of all the weary earth.
How long will wicked tongues boast and conspire,
And trample down the fields of sacred worth?
They crush the ones Your loving hand has sown,
The widow and the orphan weep alone.
They say, "The Lord will never see our deeds,"
And plant their pride on futile, fruitless seeds.
(Chorus)
But You, the King, the Saviour, and the Shield,
To Your eternal throne, our worship's raised.
The broken heart, Your gentle hand has healed,
And on the cross, Your justice was amazed.
So let the heavens and the earth now sing,
To Jesus Christ, our Saviour and our King!
(Verse 2)
You formed the ear—will You not hear the cry?
You shaped the eye—do You not see the pain?
The proud who think their plans are mounted high,
You see the futile chaff of all their grain.
You see the tyrant's heart, the hidden snare,
You hear the whisper of their hollow prayer.
You who instruct the nations in Your way,
Will bring the arrogance of men to bay.
(Chorus)
But You, the King, the Saviour, and the Shield,
To Your eternal throne, our worship's raised.
The broken heart, Your gentle hand has healed,
And on the cross, Your justice was amazed.
So let the heavens and the earth now sing,
To Jesus Christ, our Saviour and our King!
(Verse 3)
Then from the plea for justice, You appeared,
In Jesus' name, our strong and certain plea.
The King of Kings, whose love has cast out fear,
Has come to set the captive spirit free.
He saw our sorrow, heard the oppressor's boast,
And on the cross, He triumphed for the lost.
He bore the wrath that all the proud deserved,
And from the grave, our dying hope was served.
(Chorus)
For You, the King, the Saviour, and the Shield,
To Your eternal throne, our worship's raised.
The broken heart, Your gentle hand has healed,
And on the cross, Your justice was amazed.
So let the heavens and the earth now sing,
To Jesus Christ, our Saviour and our King!
(Verse 4)
So let the foolish finally be wise,
And see the King upon His glorious throne.
The futile plans of men before Him dies,
For He has made His righteous judgment known.
No more the boastful word, the crushing blow,
For from His side, the living waters flow.
Our grateful hearts, in adoration, rise,
To meet the King with clear and open eyes.
(Chorus)
Yes, You, the King, the Saviour, and the Shield,
To Your eternal throne, our worship's raised.
The broken heart, Your gentle hand has healed,
And on the cross, Your justice was amazed.
So let the heavens and the earth now sing,
To Jesus Christ, our Saviour and our King