Psalms
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Psalms
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Bless’d is the man who hath not walked astray In counsel of the wicked, and i’ the way Of sinners hath not stood, and in the seat Of scorners hath not sat. But in the great Jehovah’s Law is ever his delight, And in his law he studies day and night. He shall be as a tree which planted grows By wat’ry streams, and in his season knows To yield his fruit, and his leaf shall not fall, And what he takes in hand shall prosper all. Not so the wicked, but as chaff which fanned The wind drives, so the wicked shall not stand In judgment, or abide their trial then Nor sinners in th’assembly of just men. For the Lord knows th’upright way of the just, And the way of bad men to ruin must. |
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Why do the Gentiles tumult, and the Nations xxMuse a vain thing, the Kings of th’earth upstand xxWith power, and Princes in their Congregations Lay deep their plots together through each Land, xxAgainst the Lord and his Messiah dear? xxLet us break off, say they, by strength of hand Their bonds, and cast from us, no more to wear, xxTheir twisted cords: he who in Heaven doth dwell xxShall laugh, the Lord shall scoff them, then severe Speak to them in his wrath, and in his fell xxAnd fierce ire trouble them; but I, saith he, xxAnointed have my King (though ye rebel) On Sion my holy hill. A firm decree xxI will declare; the Lord to me hath said, xxThou art my Son, I have begotten thee This day; ask of me, and the grant is made; xxAs thy possession I on thee bestow xxTh’Heathen, and as thy conquest to be swayed Earth’s utmost bounds: them shalt thou bring full low xxWith Iron Scepter bruised, and them disperse xxLike to a potter’s vessel shiver’d so. And now be wise at length, ye Kings averse, xxBe taught, ye Judges of the earth; with fear xxJehovah serve and let your joy converse With trembling; kiss the Son lest he appear xxIn anger and ye perish in the way, xxIf once his wrath take fire like fuel sere. Happy all those who have in him their stay. |
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When he fled from Absalom. xxxxxxxxxLord, how many are my foes! xxxxxxxxxxxHow many those xxxxxxxxxThat in arms against me rise! xxxxxxxxxxxMany are they xxThat of my life distrustfully thus say, “No help for him in God there lies.” But thou, Lord, art my shield, my glory, xxxxxxxxxxxThee through my story xxxxxxxxxTh’ exalter of my head I count. xxxxxxxxxxxAloud I cried xxUnto Jehovah, he full soon replied And heard me from his holy mount. I lay and slept, I waked again, xxxxxxxxxxxFor my sustain xxxxxxxxxWas the Lord. Of many millions xxxxxxxxxxxThe populous rout xxI fear not though encamping round about They pitch against me their Pavilions. Rise, Lord, save me, my God, for thou xxxxxxxxxxxHast smote ere now xxxxxxxxxOn the cheek-bone all my foes, xxxxxxxxxxxOf men abhorred xxHast broke the teeth. This help was from the Lord; Thy blessing on thy people flows. |
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Answer me when I call, God of my righteousness; In straits and in distress Thou didst me disenthrall And set at large; now spare, xxNow pity me, and hear my earnest prayer. Great ones, how long will ye My glory have in scorn? How long be thus forborne Still to love vanity, To love, to seek, to prize xxThings false and vain and nothing else but lies? Yet know the Lord hath chose, Chose to himself apart, The good and meek of heart (For whom to choose he knows); Jehovah from on high xxWill hear my voice what time to him I cry. Be awed, and do not sin, Speak to your hearts alone, Upon your beds, each one, And be at peace within. Offer the offerings just xxOf righteousness and in Jehovah trust. Many there be that say, “Who yet will shew us good?” Talking like this world’s brood; But Lord, thus let me pray, On us lift up the light xxLift up the favour of thy count’nance bright. Into my heart more joy And gladness thou hast put Then when a year of glut Their stores doth overcloy, And from their plenteous grounds xxWith vast increase their corn and wine abounds. In peace at once will I Both lay me down and sleep, For thou alone dost keep Me safe where’er I lie As in a rocky Cell xxThou, Lord, alone in safety mak’st me dwell. |
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xxJehovah, to my words give ear, xxxxxxMy meditation weigh, xxThe voice of my complaining hear, My King and God, for unto thee I pray. xxJehovah, thou my early voice xxxxxxShalt in the morning hear, xxI’th’morning I to thee with choice Will rank my Prayers, and watch till thou appear. xxFor thou art not a God that takes xxxxxxIn wickedness delight, xxEvil with thee no biding makes; Fools or madmen stand not within thy sight. xxAll workers of iniquity xxxxxxThou hat’st; and them unbless’d xxThou wilt destroy that speak a lie; The bloody and guileful man God doth detest. xxBut I will in thy mercies dear, xxxxxxThy numerous mercies go xxInto thy house; I in thy fear Will towards thy holy temple worship low. xxLord, lead me in thy righteousness, xxxxxxLead me because of those xxThat do observe if I transgress, Set thy ways right before, where my step goes. xxFor in his falt’ring mouth unstable xxxxxxNo word is firm or sooth; xxTheir inside, troubles miserable; An open grave their throat, their tongue they smooth. xxGod, find them guilty, let them fall xxxxxxBy their own counsels quelled; xxPush them in their rebellions all Still on; for against thee they have rebelled; xxThen all who trust in thee shall bring xxxxxxTheir joy, while thou from blame xxDefend’st them, they shall ever sing And shall triumph in thee, who love thy name. xxFor thou, Jehovah, wilt be found xxxxxxTo bless the just man still, xxAs with a shield thou wilt surround Him with thy lasting favour and good will. |
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Lord, in thine anger do not reprehend me, xxNor in thy hot displeasure me correct; Pity me, Lord, for I am much deject, xxAm very weak and faint; heal and amend me, For all my bones, that even with anguish ache, xxAre troubled; yea, my soul is troubled sore. And thou, O Lord, how long? turn, Lord, restore xxMy soul, O save me for thy goodness’ sake, For in death no remembrance is of thee; xxWho in the grave can celebrate thy praise? Wearied I am with sighing out my days. xxNightly my Couch I make a kind of Sea; My Bed I water with my tears; mine Eye xxThrough grief consumes, is waxen old and dark I’ the midst of all mine enemies that mark. xxDepart, all ye that work iniquity. Depart from me, for the voice of my weeping xxThe Lord hath heard, the Lord hath heard my prayer, My supplication with acceptance fair xxThe Lord will own, and have me in his keeping. Mine enemies shall all be blank and dashed xxWith much confusion; then grow red with shame; They shall return in haste the way they came xxAnd in a moment shall be quite abashed. |
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Upon the words of Cush the Benjamite against him. Lord my God, to thee I fly, Save me and secure me under Thy protection while I cry; Lest as a Lion (and no wonder) He haste to tear my Soul asunder, Tearing and no rescue nigh. Lord my God, if I have thought Or done this, if wickedness Be in my hands, if I have wrought Ill to him that meant me peace, Or to him have rendered less, And freed my foe for naught: Let th’enemy pursue my soul And overtake it, let him tread My life down to the earth and roll In the dust my glory dead, In the dust, and there outspread Lodge it with dishonour foul. Rise, Jehovah, in thine ire Rouse thyself amidst the rage Of my foes that urge like fire; And wake for me, their fury assuage; Judgment here thou didst engage And command which I desire. So th’ assemblies of each Nation Will surround thee, seeking right, Thence to thy glorious habitation Return on high and in their sight. Jehovah judgeth most upright All people from the world’s foundation. Judge me, Lord, be judge in this According to my righteousness And the innocence which is Upon me: cause at length to cease Of evil men the wickedness And their power that do amiss. But the just establish fast, Since thou art the just God that tries Hearts and reins. On God is cast My defense, and in him lies, In him who both just and wise Saves th’ upright of Heart at last. God is a just Judge and severe, And God is every day offended; If th’ unjust will not forbear, His Sword he whets, his Bow hath bended Already, and for him intended The tools of death, that waits him near. (His arrows purposely made he For them that persecute.) Behold He travels big with vanity, Trouble he hath conceived of old As in a womb, and from that mold Hath at length brought forth a Lie. He digged a pit, and delved it deep, And fell into the pit he made; His mischief that due course doth keep, Turns on his head, and his ill trade Of violence will undelayed Fall on his crown with ruin steep. Then will I Jehovah’s praise According to his justice raise And sing the Name and Deity Of Jehovah the most high. |
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O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great xxAnd glorious is thy name through all the earth! So as above the Heavens thy praise to set xxOut of the tender mouths of latest birth, Out of the mouths of babes and sucklings thou xxHast founded strength because of all thy foes, To stint th’enemy, and slack th’avenger’s brow xxThat bends his rage thy providence to oppose. When I behold thy Heavens, thy Fingers’ art, xxThe Moon and Stars which thou so bright hast set In the pure firmament, then saith my heart, xxO What is man that thou rememb’rest yet, And think’st upon him? or of man begot xxThat him thou visit’st and of him art found? Scarce to be less then Gods, thou mad’st his lot, xxWith honour and with state thou hast him crown’d. O’er the works of thy hand thou mad’st him Lord, xxThou hast put all under his lordly feet, All Flocks, and Herds, by thy commanding word, xxAll beasts that in the field or forest meet. Fowl of the Heavens, and Fish that through the wet xxSea-paths in shoals do slide, and know no dearth. O Jehovah our Lord, how wondrous great xxAnd glorious is thy name through all the earth! |
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Thou Shepherd that dost Israel keep, xxGive ear in time of need, Who leadest like a flock of sheep xxThy loved Joseph’s seed, That sitt’st between the Cherubs bright xxBetween their wings outspread, Shine forth, and from thy cloud give light, xxAnd on our foes thy dread. In Ephraim’s view and Benjamin’s, xxAnd in Manasseh’s sight Awake thy strength, come, and be seen xxTo save us by thy might. Turn us again, thy grace divine xxTo us, O God, vouchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to shine xxAnd then we shall be safe. Lord God of Hosts, how long wilt thou, xxHow long wilt thou declare Thy smoking wrath, and angry brow xxAgainst thy people’s prayer? Thou feed’st them with the bread of tears, xxTheir bread with tears they eat, And mak’st them largely drink the tears xxWherewith their cheeks are wet. A strife thou mak’st us and a prey xxTo every neighbour foe, Among themselves they laugh, they play, xxAnd flouts at us they throw. Return us, and thy grace divine, xxO God of Hosts, vouchsafe; Cause thou thy face on us to shine, xxAnd then we shall be safe. A Vine from Egypt thou hast brought, xxThy free love made it thine, And drov’st out Nations proud and haught xxTo plant this lovely Vine. Thou didst prepare for it a place xxAnd root it deep and fast That it began to grow apace, xxAnd filled the land at last. With her green shade that covered all, xxThe Hills were overspread, Her Bows as high as Cedars tall xxAdvanced their lofty head. Her branches on the western side xxDown to the Sea she sent, And upward to that river wide xxHer other branches went. Why hast thou laid her Hedges low xxAnd broken down her Fence, That all may pluck her, as they go, xxWith rudest violence? The tuskèd Boar out of the wood xxUpturns it by the roots, Wild Beasts there browse, and make their food xxHer Grapes and tender Shoots. Return now, God of Hosts, look down xxFrom Heav’n, thy Seat divine, Behold us, but without a frown, xxAnd visit this thy Vine. Visit this Vine, which thy right hand xxHath set, and planted long, And the young branch, that for thyself xxThou hast made firm and strong. But now it is consumed with fire, xxAnd cut with Axes down, They perish at thy dreadful ire, xxAt thy rebuke and frown. Upon the man of thy right hand xxLet thy good hand be laid, Upon the Son of Man, whom thou xxStrong for thyself hast made. So shall we not go back from thee xxTo ways of sin and shame, Quick’n us thou, then gladly we xxShall call upon thy Name. Return us, and thy grace divine, xxLord God of Hosts, vouchsafe, Cause thou thy face on us to shine, xxAnd then we shall be safe. |
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To God our strength sing loud and clear, xxSing loud to God our King, To Jacob’s God, that all may hear xxLoud acclamations ring. Prepare a Hymn, prepare a Song, xxThe Timbrel hither bring, The cheerful Psaltry bring along xxAnd Harp with pleasant string. Blow, as is wont, in the new Moon xxWith Trumpet’s lofty sound, Th’appointed time, the day whereon xxOur solemn Feast comes round. This was a Statute giv’n of old xxFor Israel to observe, A Law of Jacob’s God, to hold xxFrom whence they might not swerve. This he a Testimony ordained xxIn Joseph, not to change, When as he passed through Egypt land; xxThe Tongue I heard, was strange. From burden, and from slavish toil xxI set his shoulder free; His hands from pots, and miry soil xxDelivered were by me. When trouble did thee sore assail, xxOn me then didst thou call, And I to free thee did not fail, xxAnd led thee out of thrall. I answered thee in thunder deep xxWith clouds encompassed round; I tried thee at the water steep xxOf Meriba renowned. Hear, O my people, hearken well, xxI testify to thee, Thou ancient flock of Israel, xxIf thou wilt list to me, Throughout the land of thy abode xxNo alien God shall be, Nor shalt thou to a foreign God xxIn honor bend thy knee. I am the Lord thy God which brought xxThee out of Egypt land; Ask large enough, and I, besought, xxWill grant thy full demand. And yet my people would not hear, xxNor hearken to my voice; And Israel whom I loved so dear xxMisliked me for his choice. Then did I leave them to their will xxAnd to their wand’ring mind; Their own conceits they followed still, xxTheir own devices blind. O that my people would be wise xxTo serve me all their days, And O that Israel would advise xxTo walk my righteous ways. Then would I soon bring down their foes xxThat now so proudly rise, And turn my hand against all those xxThat are their enemies. Who hate the Lord should then be fain xxTo bow to him and bend, But they, His people, should remain, xxTheir time should have no end. And he would free them from the shock xxWith flower of finest wheat, And satisfy them from the rock xxWith Honey for their Meat. |
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God in the great assembly stands xxOf Kings and lordly States, Among the gods on both his hands xxHe judges and debates. How long will ye pervert the right xxWith judgment false and wrong, Favoring the wicked by your might, xxWho thence grow bold and strong? Regard the weak and fatherless xxDispatch the poor man’s cause, And raise the man in deep distress xxBy just and equal Laws. Defend the poor and desolate, xxAnd rescue from the hands Of wicked men the low estate xxOf him that help demands. They know not nor will understand, xxIn darkness they walk on, The Earth’s foundations all are moved xxAnd out of order gone. I said that ye were Gods, yea all xxThe Sons of God most high But ye shall die like men, and fall xxAs other Princes die. Rise God, judge thou the earth in might, xxThis wicked earth redress, For thou art he who shalt by right xxThe Nations all possess. |
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Be not thou silent now at length, xxO God, hold not thy peace, Sit not thou still, O God of strength, xxWe cry and do not cease. For lo, thy furious foes now swell xxAnd storm outrageously, And they that hate thee proud and fell xxExalt their heads full high. Against thy people they contrive xxTheir Plots and Counsels deep, Them to ensnare they chiefly strive xxWhom thou dost hide and keep. “Come, let us cut them off,” say they, xx“Till they no Nation be, That Israel’s name for ever may xxBe lost in memory.” For they consult with all their might, xxAnd all as one in mind Themselves against thee they unite xxAnd in firm union bind. The tents of Edom, and the brood xxOf scornful Ishmael, Moab, with them of Hagar’s blood xxThat in the Desart dwell, Gebal and Ammon there conspire, xxAnd hateful Amalek, The Philistines, and they of Tyre xxWhose bounds the sea doth check. With them great Asshur also bands xxAnd doth confirm the knot, All these have lent their armèd hands xxTo aid the Sons of Lot. Do to them as to Midian bold xxThat wasted all the Coast. To Sisera, and as is told xxThou didst to Jabin’s host, When at the brook of Kishon old xxThey were repulsed and slain, At Endor quite cut off, and rolled xxAs dung upon the plain. As Zeb and Oreb evil sped, xxSo let their Princes speed; As Zeba, and Zalmunna bled xxSo let their Princes bleed. For they amidst their pride have said, xx“By right now shall we seize God’s houses, and will now invade xxTheir stately Palaces.” My God, oh make them as a wheel, xxNo quiet let them find; Giddy and restless let them reel xxLike stubble from the wind. As when an aged wood takes fire xxWhich on a sudden strays, The greedy flame runs higher and higher xxTill all the mountains blaze, So with thy whirlwind them pursue, xxAnd with thy tempest chase; And till they yield thee honor due, xxLord, fill with shame their face. Ashamed and troubled let them be, xxTroubled and shamed for ever, Ever confounded, and so die xxWith shame, and ’scape it never. Then shall they know that thou whose name xxJehovah is alone, Art the most high, and thou the same xxO’er all the earth art one. |
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How lovely are thy dwellings fair! xxO Lord of Hosts, how dear The pleasant Tabernacles are xxWhere thou dost dwell so near! My Soul doth long and almost die xxThy Courts, O Lord, to see; My heart and flesh aloud do cry, xxO living God, for thee. There ev’n the Sparrow freed from wrong xxHath found a house of rest, The Swallow there, to lay her young xxHath built her brooding nest, Ev’n by thy Altars, Lord of Hosts, xxThey find their safe abode, And home they fly from round the Coasts xxToward thee, My King, my God. Happy, who in thy house reside xxWhere thee they ever praise, Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, xxAnd in their hearts thy ways. They pass through Baca’s thirsty Vale, xxThat dry and barren ground As through a fruitful wat’ry Dale xxWhere Springs and Show’rs abound. They journey on from strength to strength xxWith joy and gladsome cheer Till all before our God at length xxIn Sion do appear. Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer, xxO Jacob’s God, give ear, Thou, God, our shield look on the face xxOf thy anointed dear. For one day in thy Courts to be xxIs better, and more bless’d Then in the joys of Vanity, xxA thousand days at best. I in the temple of my God xxHad rather keep a door, Then dwell in Tents, and rich abode xxWith Sin for evermore. For God the Lord both Sun and Shield xxGives grace and glory bright, No good from him shall be withheld xxWhose ways are just and right. Lord God of Hosts, that reign’st on high, xxThat man is truly bless’d Who only on thee doth rely, xxAnd in thee only rest. |
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Thy Land to favour graciously xxThou hast not, Lord, been slack, Thou hast from hard Captivity xxReturnèd Jacob back. Th’ iniquity thou didst forgive xxThat wrought thy people woe, And all their Sin, that did thee grieve xxHast hid where none shall know. Thine anger all thou hadst removed, xxAnd calmly didst return From thy fierce wrath which we had proved xxFar worse than fire to burn. God of our saving health and peace, xxTurn us, and us restore, Thine indignation cause to cease xxToward us, and chide no more. Wilt thou be angry without end, xxFor ever angry thus? Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend xxFrom age to age on us? Wilt thou not turn, and hear our voice xxAnd us again revive, That so thy people may rejoice xxBy thee preserved alive. Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord, xxTo us thy mercy show; Thy saving health to us afford xxAnd life in us renew. And now what God the Lord will speak xxI will go straight and hear, For to his people he speaks peace xxAnd to his Saints full dear. To his dear Saints he will speak peace, xxBut let them never more Return to folly, but surcease xxTo trespass as before. Surely to such as do him fear xxSalvation is at hand And glory shall ere long appear xxTo dwell within our Land. Mercy and Truth that long were missed xxNow joyfully are met; Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kissed xxAnd hand in hand are set. Truth from the earth like to a flow’r xxShall bud and blossom then, And Justice from her heavenly bow’r xxLook down on mortal men. The Lord will also then bestow xxWhatever thing is good; Our Land shall forth in plenty throw xxHer fruits to be our food. Before him Righteousness shall go xxHis Royal Harbinger, Then will he come, and not be slow xxHis footsteps cannot err. |
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Thy gracious ear, O Lord, incline, xxO hear me, I thee pray, For I am poor, and almost pine xxWith need, and sad decay. Preserve my soul, for I have trod xxThy ways, and love the just, Save thou thy servant, O my God, xxWho still in thee doth trust. Pity me, Lord, for daily thee xxI call; O make rejoice Thy Servant’s Soul; for Lord, to thee xxI lift my soul and voice, For thou art good, thou, Lord, art prone xxTo pardon, thou to all Art full of mercy, thou alone xxTo them that on thee call. Unto my supplication, Lord, xxGive ear, and to the cry Of my incessant prayers afford xxThy hearing graciously. I in the day of my distress xxWill call on thee for aid; For thou wilt grant me free access xxAnd answer what I prayed. Like thee among the gods is none, xxO Lord, nor any works Of all that other Gods have done xxLike to thy glorious works. The Nations all whom thou hast made xxShall come, and all shall frame To bow them low before thee, Lord, xxAnd glorify thy name. For great thou art, and wonders great xxBy thy strong hand are done, Thou in thy everlasting Seat xxRemainest God alone. Teach me, O Lord, thy way most right, xxI in thy truth will hide, To fear thy name my heart unite xxSo shall it never slide. Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, xxThee honor and adore With my whole heart, and blaze abroad xxThy name for evermore. For great thy mercy is toward me, xxAnd thou hast freed my Soul, Ev’n from the lowest Hell set free, xxFrom deepest darkness foul. O God, the proud against me rise xxAnd violent men are met To seek my life, and in their eyes xxNo fear of thee have set. But thou, Lord, art the God most mild xxReadiest thy grace to show, Slow to be angry, and art styled xxMost merciful, most true. O turn to me thy face at length, xxAnd me have mercy on, Unto thy servant give thy strength, xxAnd save thy handmaid’s Son. Some sign of good to me afford, xxAnd let my foes then see And be ashamed, because thou, Lord, xxDost help and comfort me. |
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Among the holy Mountains high xxIs his foundation fast, There Seated in his Sanctuary, xxHis Temple there is placed. Sion’s fair Gates the Lord loves more xxThen all the dwellings fair Of Jacob’s Land, though there be store, xxAnd all within his care. City of God, most glorious things xxOf thee abroad are spoke; I mention Egypt, where proud Kings xxDid our forefathers yoke, I mention Babel to my friends, xxPhilistia full of scorn, And Tyre with Ethiop’s utmost ends, xxLo, this man there was born: But twice that praise shall in our ear xxBe said of Sion last: This and this man was born in her, xxHigh God shall fix her fast. The Lord shall write it in a Scroll xxThat ne’er shall be outworn When he the Nations doth enroll xxThat this man there was born. Both they who sing, and they who dance xxWith sacred Songs are there, In thee fresh brooks, and soft streams glance xxAnd all my fountains clear. |
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Lord God that dost me save and keep, xxAll day to thee I cry; And all night long before thee weep, xxBefore thee prostrate lie. Into thy presence let my prayer xxWith sighs devout ascend And to my cries, that ceaseless are, xxThine ear with favor bend. For cloyed with woes and trouble store xxSurcharged my Soul doth lie, My life at death’s uncheerful door xxUnto the grave draws nigh. Reckoned I am with them that pass xxDown to the dismal pit I am a man, but weak, alas, xxAnd for that name unfit. From life discharged and parted quite xxAmong the dead to sleep, And like the slain in bloody fight xxThat in the grave lie deep. Whom thou rememberest no more, xxDost never more regard, Them from thy hand delivered o’er xxDeath’s hideous house hath barred. Thou in the lowest pit profound xxHast set me all forlorn, Where thickest darkness hovers round, xxIn horrid deeps to mourn. Thy wrath from which no shelter saves xxFull sore doth press on me; Thou break’st upon me all thy waves, xxAnd all thy waves break me. Thou dost my friends from me estrange, xxAnd mak’st me odious, Me to them odious, for they change, xxAnd I here pent up thus. Through sorrow and affliction great xxMine eye grows dim and dead, Lord, all the day I thee entreat, xxMy hands to thee I spread. Wilt thou do wonders on the dead, xxShall the deceased arise And praise thee from their loathsome bed xxWith pale and hollow eyes? Shall they thy lovingkindness tell xxOn whom the grave hath hold, Or they who in perdition dwell xxThy faithfulness unfold? In darkness can thy mighty hand xxOr wondrous acts be known, Thy justice in the gloomy land xxOf dark oblivion? But I to thee, O Lord, do cry xxEre yet my life be spent, And up to thee my prayer doth hie xxEach morn, and thee prevent. Why wilt thou, Lord, my soul forsake, xxAnd hide thy face from me, That am already bruised, and shake xxWith terror sent from thee; Bruised and afflicted and so low xxAs ready to expire, While I thy terrors undergo xxAstonished with thine ire. Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow, xxThy threat’nings cut me through. All day they round about me go, xxLike waves they me pursue. Lover and friend thou hast removed xxAnd severed from me far. They fly me now whom I have loved, xxAnd as in darkness are. |
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When the bless’d seed of Terah’s faithful Son, After long toil their liberty had won, And passed from Pharian fields to Canaan Land, Led by the strength of the Almighty’s hand, Jehovah’s wonders were in Israel shown, His praise and glory was in Israel known. That saw the troubled Sea, and shivering fled, And sought to hide his froth-becurled head Low in the earth; Jordan’s clear streams recoil, As a faint host that hath received the foil. The high, huge-bellied Mountains skip like Rams Amongst their Ewes, the little Hills like Lambs. Why fled the Ocean? And why skipped the Mountains? Why turned Jordan toward his Crystal Fountains? Shake, earth, and at the presence be aghast Of him that ever was, and aye shall last, That glassy floods from rugged rocks can crush, And make soft rills from fiery flint-stones gush. |
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Let us with a gladsome mind Praise the Lord, for he is kind, xxFor his mercies aye endure, xxEver faithful, ever sure. Let us blaze his Name abroad, For of gods he is the God; xxFor, &c. O let us his praises tell, That doth the wrathful tyrants quell. xxFor, &c. That with his miracles doth make Amazèd Heav’n and Earth to shake. xxFor, &c. That by his wisdom did create The painted Heav’ns so full of state. xxFor, &c. That did the solid Earth ordain To rise above the wat’ry plain. xxFor, &c. That by his all-commanding might, Did fill the new-made world with light. xxFor, &c. And caused the Golden-tressèd Sun, All the day long his course to run. xxFor, &c. The hornèd Moon to shine by night, Amongst her spangled sisters bright. xxFor, &c. He with his thunder-clasping hand, Smote the first-born of Egypt Land. xxFor, &c. And in despite of Pharaoh fell, He brought from thence his Israel. xxFor, &c. The ruddy waves he cleft in twain, Of the Erythraean main. xxFor, &c. The floods stood still like Walls of Glass, While the Hebrew Bands did pass. xxFor, &c. But full soon they did devour The Tawny King with all his power. xxFor, &c. His chosen people he did bless In the wasteful Wilderness. xxFor, &c. In bloody battle he brought down Kings of prowess and renown. xxFor, &c. He foiled bold Sihon and his host, That ruled the Amorrean coast. xxFor, &c. And large-limbed Og he did subdue, With all his over-hardy crew. xxFor, &c. And to his servant Israel, He gave their Land therein to dwell. xxFor, &c. He hath with a piteous eye Beheld us in our misery. xxFor, &c. And freed us from the slavery Of the invading enemy. xxFor, &c. All living creatures he doth feed, And with full hand supplies their need. xxFor, &c. Let us therefore warble forth His mighty Majesty and worth. xxFor, &c. That his mansion hath on high Above the reach of mortal eye. xxFor his mercies aye endure, xxEver faithful, ever sure. |
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