sown And gladness is by God design'd For every upright hearted one 12 Ye righteous in the Lord your God Rejoyce with hearty thankfulness The honourable memory Keep of his perfect holiness PSALM XCVIII 1 SIng a new song to God The things which he hath done Are great and marvellous And make his Greatness known His right hand high And holy arm Did well perform His victory 2 His great salvation The Lord hath well made known And in the heathens sight His righteousness hath shown 3 Toward Israel He mercy hath And his firm truth Remembred well All the ends of the earth God's saving works and ways Have with their eyes beheld 4 With joy sound forth his praise Let all men raise Their loudest voice In him rejoyce And sing his praise 5 Sing to God with the Harp With Psalms and Musick 's voice 6 Trumpets and Cornets sound Make ye a joyful noise Before the Lord The World 's great King With praises sing With sweet concord 7 Let the great Ocean roar Its waves and fulness swell 8 Let all the world praise God And they that therein dwell Let floods applaud And hills rejoyce As with one voice The Lord to laud. 9 God's presence all attend For he is coming forth With truth and righteousness To judge all men on earth The world will he To judgment call And judge men all With equity PSALM XCIX 1 TRemble ye people of the world The righteous Lord doth reign above He sits between the Cherubims The earth below shall quake and move 2 The Lord in Sion is extoll'd He is above all people high 3 His holy great and dreadful name Let all men fear and magnifie 4 Judgment lov'd is the strength of Kings Thou settlest truth and equity Just judgment thou dost execute And rulest Jacob righteously 5 Exalt the Name of God the Lord And at his foot-stool humbly fall He 's holy in true holiness Worship him O ye people all 6 Moses and Aaron with his Priests Samuel and other such as have Call'd on him when to him they pray'd He heard and gracious answer gave 7 Within the cloudy Pillar he Spake unto them his word and will His testimony they receiv'd And kept his holy precepts still 8 Thou answer'dst them O Lord our God And often didst their sins forgive Though oft also thou took'st revenge Of what they did amiss contrive 9 Exalt the name of our Lord God And at his chosen holy hill Worship him in true holiness For God our Lord is holy still PSALM C. 1 ALL people that do dwell Abroad on all the earth Make to the Lord a joyful noise Praise him with holy mirth 2 O serve our glorious Lord With gladness and with joys Before his holy presence come With chearful singing voice 3 Know that the Lord is God It 's he that did us make Not we our selves us as his flock And people he doth take 4 Enter his gates with thanks Into his courts with praise Be truly thankful unto him And bless his name always 5 For God our Lord is good His mercies ever sure And to all generations His truth shall still endure The Old Metre 1 ALL people that on earth do dwell Sing to the Lord with chearful voice 2 Him serve with fear his praise forth tell Come ye before him and rejoyce 3 The Lord ye know is God indeed Without our aid he did us make We are his flock he doth us feed And for his sheep he doth us take 4 O enter then his gates with praise Approach with joy his courts unto Praise laud and bless his name always For it is seemly so to do 5 For why the Lord our God is good His mercy is for ever sure His truth at all times firmly stood And shall from age to age endure PSALM CI. 1 MErcy and Judgment are my song Of these O Lord I 'le sing to thee 2 I 'le wisely walk in perfect way O Lord when wilt thou come to me I 'le walk within my house and place With a just mind and perfect heart 3 All that is wicked and prophane Shall from before my eyes depart I hate their works that turn aside To me it shall not come or cleave 4 I will not know a wicked man A froward heart I 'le shun and leave 5 I 'le cut him off who slandereth His righteous neighbour secretly I 'le not endure men of proud hearts Nor him that scorns and looketh high 6 Mine eyes shall look to faithful men That they may always dwell with me He that walks in a perfect way My welcome servant he shall be 7 He that is bent to use deceit In my house shall not with me dwell Nor shall he tarry in my sight Who lyes doth use himself to tell 8 The wicked of the land I will Soon root out and their works deface That from the City of the Lord I may cut off their wicked race PSALM CII A Prayer of the afflicted when he is overwhelmed And poureth out his complaint before the Lord. 1 LOrd hearken to my fervent prayer And let my cry come un to thee 2 And now when I in trouble am Hide not thy gracious face from me Bow thine ear to me when I call Hear me and answer speedily 3 My days consumed are like smoak My very bones are burnt and dry 4 My heart within me smitten is And like to grass it 's withered So swallow'd up with grief that I Do even forget to eat my bread 5 By reason of my groaning voice My bones cleave to my withered skin 6 I like mournful Pelican Of the sad wilderness have bin I like an Owl in desart am Who nightly there doth streech and moan 7 I watch and like a sparrow am That sits on the house-top alone 8 My persecuting enemies All day do me reproach and scorn And they that mad against me are Are all against me set and sworn 9 Ashes I eaten have like bread And mingled have my drink with tears 10 Because thine indignation hot And wrath doth cause my pains and fears In mercy thou didst lift me up But thou hast cast me very low 11 My days like shadows do decline And like the wither'd grass I grow 12 But thou art the eternal God And ever dost endure the same Beyond all generations is The memory of thy glorious name 13 Thou wilt arise On Sion thou Wilt timely shew thy mercy great The time to favour her is come The time foretold which thou hast set 14 For in her very ruin'd stones Thy faithful servants pleasure take They love the very dust thereof And therefore for her prayers make 15 So shall the very heathens fear The mighty Lord 's most holy name And all the Kings on earth shall dread Thy glorious Majesty and fame 16 When God his Sion shall build up In glory he 'll to us appear 17 Distress'd mens prayers he 'll regard And not despise but gently hear 18 This for the ages yet to come Shall
Now have I found and therefore say All men untrusty lyars be 12 What shall I render to the Lord For all his bounteous gifts to me 13 The joyful cup of saving health I oft and thankfully will take In God I 'le trust on him I 'le call When I my daily prayer make 14 The Vows which I did make to thee My God I thankfully will pay Before thy Church and people all Even now without fraud or delay 15 The death and sufferings of his Saints The Lord doth not slight or despise Whatever tempted men may think Their blood the Lord doth highly prize 16 Lord I thy willing servant am Truly thy service I profess Son of thine hand-maid thou hast loos'd The heavy bonds of my distress 17 To thee my offering shall be The sacrifice of thanks and praise And as my duty and my hope I 'le call on thee my God always 18 The Vows which I did make to thee My God I thankfully will pay Before thy Church and people all Even now without fraud or delay 19 Even in the Courts of God's own house And in the sight and midst of thee O glorious Jerusalem O all his Saints the Lord praise ye PSALM CXVII 1 O All ye Nations of the world Praise ye the Lord always And all ye people every where Set forth his glorious praise 2 For great his love and mercy is Which he doth us afford The Lord's Truth everlasting is Praise ye this glorious Lord. PSALM CXVIII 1 GIve thanks to God for he is good His mercy ever doth endure 2 Let all his Israel now say His mercy ever is most sure 3 Let all the house of Aaron say His mercy to us is for ever 4 Let them all say that fear the Lord That his great mercy faileth never 5 I called on the name of God In all my danger and distress The Lord did hear and brought me forth Into a free and spacious place 6 The mighty Lord is on my side Of men I will not be afraid Whatever mortal man can do At it why should I be dismay'd 7 The Lord himself doth take my part With them that help and succour me Therefore on those that do me hate His justice I shall shortly see 8 It 's better to trust in the Lord Than for to trust to man's defence 9 Better to trust in God than put In Princes any confidence 10 The nations did against me rise And did en compass me about But in the name of God I shall Destroy them all and root them out 11 Numbers did compass me about I say they compass'd me about But in the name of God I shall Cut them all down and cast them out 12 They compas'd me about like Bees But like a hasty thorny flame They quenched are for I shall them Cut down in God's own strength and name 13 They have thrust sore to make me fall But God my help did me relieve 14 The Lord is all my strength and song And will to me salvation give 15 In righteous mens dwellings there is The voice of health and melody For God's delivering right hand Doth always for them valiantly 16 The Lord 's right hand exalted is And valiantly for us it doth 17 I shall not die but live that so God's mighty works I may shew forth 18 The righteous God for my own sin Hath me chastised very sore But yet he did not me forsake But me from threatened death restore 19 Now set ye open unto me The beauteous gates of holiness And I will enter in by them God's publick praises to express 20 This is the gate of God by which The just with me shall enter in 21 I 'le praise thee for thou hast heard me And my help and salvation bin 22 That the head corner-stone is made Which foolish builders did despise 23 And this the Lord 's own doing is And it is wondrous in our eyes 24 This is the great and blessed day Which God himself for us hath made And in it we together will Rejoyce as made by him full glad 25 To save us now to thee we pray We thee beseech O gracious Lord That to thy humbled flock thou wilt Peace and prosperity afford 26 Blessed is he that in God's name Doth come to us with his sweet peace Out of the sacred house of God We do his faithful people bless 27 God is the Lord who hath to us Made his Divine light to arise Bind ye unto the Altar's horns With cords our offer'd sacrifice 28 Thou art my God I 'le thee exalt Thou art my God I will thee praise 29 Give thanks to God for he is good His mercy to us lasts always PSALM CXIX ALEPH 1. 1 BLessed are they that are sincere And pure in life and heart Who walk according to God's Law And not from it depart 2 Blessed are they that give themselves His statutes to observe Seeking the Lord with all their heart And never from him swerve 3 Such men go not so far astray As wickedly to live But to walk in God's holy way Themselves sincerely give 4 It is thy will and just command That with attentive heed Thy holy and divine Precepts We learn and keep indeed 5 O that my ways were so reform'd And guided all by thee That wholly thy statutes to keep I might addicted be 6 Then shall I not ashamed be Or lose my hop'd reward When to all thy Commands I have Obedient regard 7 Then will I praise with upright heart And magnifie thy name When I have learnt thy judgments just So as to keep the same Thy statutes I resolve to keep My Rule I will them make But I am weak let not thy grace Thy servant's soul forsake BETH 2. 9 By what means may a young man best His life learn to amend If he well mark and keep thy Word And do thereto attend 10 Unfeignedly I have thee sought With a devoted heart O let me not from the right way Of thy Commands depart 11 Within my heart and secret thoughts Thy Word I have hid still That I might not at any time Offend thy holy will 12 Blessed art thou most glorious God We magnifie thy name Teach me thy statutes that I may Love and observe the same 13 All the pure judgments of thy mouth I have abroad declar'd My lips to publish thy true Word To others have not spar'd 14 In thy pure testimony 's ways I have rejoyced more Than if of all the wealth on earth I had the greatest store 15 On thy Precepts I never will To meditate neglect And ever to thy holy ways I will have chief respect 16 And in thy statutes true and just My great delight I 'le set I hope O Lord thy holy Word I never shall forget GIMEL 3. 17 According to thy bounty great Deal with thy servant Lord That I may live to do thy work And keep thy holy Word 18 Open the eyes of my dark mind By thy revealing light That thy
Eternally 15 But overwhelm'd and lost Was proud King Pharaoh With all his mighty Host And Chariots there also For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 16 To him who powerfully His chosen Israel led Even through the desart dry And in that place them fed For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 17 To him great Kings who smote For his grace hath no bound 18 Who slew and spared not Kings famous and renown'd For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 19 Sihon the Amorites King For his grace lafteth ever 20 Og also who did reign The land of Bashan over For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 21 Their land by lot he gave For his grace faileth never That Israel might it have An heritage for ever For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 22 Who hath remembred us 23 In all our low estate 24 And us delivered From foes that did us hate For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 25 Who to all flesh gives food For his grace faileth never 26 Give thanks to God most good To God of Gods for ever For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally The same By W. Barton 1 O Render thanks to God For he is very good His mercies sure do still endure And have for ever stood 2 The God of Gods proclaim With praises to his name His mercies sure do still endure Eternally the same 3 The Lord of Lords most high With praises magnifie His mercies sure do still endure To all eternity 4 To him who wrought alone Great wonders many a one His mercies sure do still endure To ages all made known 5 To him who skilfully Compos'd the heavens high His mercies sure do still endure To perpetuity 6 That did the earth extend The seas to comprehend His mercies sure do still endure And never have an end 7 To him whose power divine Did make great Lights to shine His mercies sure do still endure Not subject to decline 8 The Sun to rule and sway The motions of the day His mercies sure do still endure And never fall away 9 The Moon and Stars of light He made to rule the night His mercies sure do still endure For they are infinite 10 To him your praise devote Who Egypt's first-born smote His mercies sure do still endure Of everlasting note 11 Who from among them all Brought Israel out of thrall His mercies sure do still endure And are perpetual 12 With strong out-stretched hand And arm at his command His mercies sure do still endure And shall for ever stand 13 To him that did divide The Red-sea on each side His mercies sure do still endure And evermore abide 14 And Israel did transmit Even through the midst of it His mercies sure do still endure And never fail a whit 15 But on the Red-sea coast Smote Pharaoh and his host His mercies sure do still endure Unto the uttermost 16 To him that led his own Through desarts all unknown His mercies sure do still endure As permanent alone 17 To him that smote and slew Great Kings and famous too His mercies sure do still endure And ever so shall do 18 King Sihon he did smiâ—e That Giant Amorite His mercies sure do still endure Continuing day and night 19 And Og Bashan's great King He did to ruin bring His mercies sure do still endure An unexhausted spring 20 He did their land engage To be an heritage His mercies sure do still endure Out-wearing time and age 21 Their heritage befel His servant Israel His mercies sure do still endure Times constant parallel 22 Who thought on our estate When low and desolate His mercies sure do still endure And bear eternal date 23 Redeeming us from those That were our mortal foes His mercies sure do still endure A Spring that overflows 24 Who still provideth meat Whereof all flesh may eat His mercies sure do still endure For ever full and great 25 The God of heav'n therefore With thankful hearts adore His mercies sure do still endure Henceforth for evermore PSALM CXXXVII 1 IN Babylon's Captivity We sadly by their rivers sate When Sion we remembred there We wept as men disconsolate 2 On Willows in the midst thereof We hang'd our silent Harps unstrung For they who had us Captives made In scorn requir'd of us a Song 3 They that had made our Country wast To make sport of us talked thus Now sing us one of Sion's songs Said they insulting over us 4 How shall we sing God's sacred songs Thus Captives in a foreign land 5 If I Jerusalem forget Let Musick skill forsake my hand 6 Let my tongue dumb cleave to my jaws If belov'd Sion I forget And if above my chiefest joy I do not Sion always set 7 Remember Edom's Off-spring Lord Who in thy peoples woful day Cry'd Rase it Rase it to the ground This hated City level lay 8 O Babylon to destruction judg'd That conquering hand shall honour'd be Which just as thou hast used us A just reward shall give to thee 9 That Victor's hand shall honour'd be That fiercely takes thy little ones Not we but foes in bloody war Will dash them dead against the stones PSALM CXXXVIII 1 WIth my whole heart I will thee praise Before the Gods thy praise I 'le sing 2 I 'le tow'rd thy holy Temple bow And praise thy name O glorious King Even for thy loving kindness great And for thy holy truth O Lord Above all thy instructing name Thou hast advanc'd thy sacred word 3 In my sad days thou answered'st me When I to thee did pray and cry And thou my feeble soul with strength Didst kindly strenghthen inwardly 4 All Kings on earth shall praise the Lord When they shall hear and know thy word And singing shall walk in thy ways So great 's thy fame and glory Lord. 5 The God that 's infinitely high The lowly men he doth respect But knows the proud as afar off And with disdain doth them reject 6 Though I in midst of trouble walk Thou wil t revive me and extend Thy hand against mine enemies wrath And thy right hand shall me defend 7 All that my welfare doth concern The Lord at last will perfect make O Lord thy mercy endless is Do not thy handy work forsake PSALM CXXXIX 1 O Lord thou hast me search'd and known 2 Thou know'st my daily sitting down And mine uprising All my thoughts Even a far off to thee are known 3 Thou fift'st and compassest my path And seest me when down I lye And art with all my works and ways Always acquainted perfectly 4 No word is in my tongue O Lord But it is fully known to thee 5 Thou hast beset me round about And thou hast laid thy hand on me 6 This knowledge high's above my reach It is too wonderful for me 7 Whither shall I go from thy face Or whither from thy spirit flee 8
thirsts after thee As do for rain the thirsty lands 7 Hear me with speed my spirit fails Lord do not hide from me thy face Lest I untimely as the dead Go to the dreaded burying-place 8 O let me with the morning light Thy loving kindness hear and see For in my lowest state I place My confidence alone in thee The way which thou wouldst have me go Clearly do thou make known to me For I for thy conduct and help Lift up my craving soul to thee 9 Lord save me from mine enemies For still with thee my self I hide 10 Teach me to do thy holy will Thou art my God and surest guide Thy spirit and his work is good Safely lead thou my soul in peace Through this false wicked world into The land of truth and uprightness 11 Revive and quicken me O Lord For thy great name and mercies sake And for thy truth and righteousness My humbled soul from trouble take 12 And of thy mercy let those foes Cut off subdu'd and humbled be Who do afflict and persecute Me and thy flock for serving thee PSALM CXLIV 1 FOr ever blessed be the Lord He is my only Rock and might Which taught my hands the skill of war And taught my fingers how to fight 2 My Goodness Fortress my high Tower My Saviour and my shield is he In whom I trust who doth subdue My foes and people under me 3 Lord what is man that thou of him Dost so much mindful notice take Or what 's the son of man that thou Of him so much account dost make 4 Man is like vanity his days Away like passing shadows fly 5 Lord bow the heav'ns come down and shew To man thy awful Majesty The mountains touch and they will smoak 6 Cast forth thy frightful Lightening Scatter them shoot thine arrows out Them to deserv'd destruction bring 7 Send from above thy pow'rful hand Do thou rid and deliver me From waters great and from the hands Of envious strangers set me free 8 Such whose deceitful mouth doth speak Hurtful untruth and vanity And their right hand doth execute Falshood and cruel treachery 9 A new song I to thee will sing Lord on the pleasant Psaltery On a ten-stringed instrument I will sing joyful praise to thee 10 It 's he that Victory to Kings And their desir'd salvation sends His servant David he preserves And from the hurtful sword defends 11 Save me from wicked strangers hands Whose faithless mouth speaks vanity And their right hand doth execute Falshood and their own treachery 12 That grown up in their youth like plants Sons be that are unto us born Our daughters like to polish'd stones May be that Palaces adorn 13 That to afford all kind of store Our garners may be alway fill'd That thousands and ten thousands more Sheep in our streets increas'd store yield 14 That strong our Oxen be to work That on us no Invasion come No flying out that in our streets With us be no complaining moan 15 Those are a happy people here Who are in such a case as this Happy indeed those people are Whose God our great Jehovah is PSALM CXLV 1 MY God and King I 'le thee extol And bless thy holy name always 2 I 'le magnifie thee every day And thy name will for ever praise 3 Great is the Lord and greatest praise Is due from all to him alone His greatness is unsearchable And to us men but little known 4 One age of mortals shall transmit His praise to that which next succeeds They shall declare thy famous works And celebrate thy mighty deeds 5 The glory of thy Majesty And honour I will daily speak And of thy great and wondrous works My tongue shall frequent mention make 6 It shall be mens delight to tell How great and dreadful thy works are And my employment it shall be Thy boundless greatness to declare 7 The mention of thy goodness great Shall largely exercise their tongues Thy Truth and Righteousness shall be The matter of their daily songs 8 The Lord is very gracious Tender compassions in him flow His mercy is exceeding great He 's unto anger very slow 9 That unto all the Lord is good His common mercies do declare And over all his other works His great and tender mercies are 10 Lord all thy works shew forth thy praise Thy Saints thy holy name shall bless 11 Thy Kingdom 's glory they shall speak Their tongues shall thy great power express 12 To make known to the sons of men His many strange and mighty deeds And that in glorious Majesty His Kingdom all our praise exceeds 13 Thy Kingdom everlasting is A Kingdom firm unchang'd and sure Thine absolute Dominion Doth through each age the same endure 14 The Lord of mercy them upholds Who sink and fall into distress And riseth those that are cast down And doth their wrongs and griefs redress 15 The eyes of all do wait on thee Thy bounteous hand doth them relieve And unto all sufficient food In time and measure thou dost give 16 Thou openest thy liberal hand To maintain all enough it gives To satisfie the just desire Of every thing by food that lives 17 The Lord is just in all his ways Holy in all the works he doth 18 He 's nigh to all that call on him That humbly call on him in truth 19 He will fulfil the just desire Of those who do him fear and serve He 'll hear their cry in their distress And them from threatned hurt preserve 20 The God of Love will safely keep All those that do him truly love But all the hateful wicked race Dreadful destruction shall remove 21 With thankful heart my mouth shall speak The praises of the glorious Lord And let all flesh from age to age To bless his holy name accord PSALM CXLVI 1 PRaise ye the Lord most high My soul speak thou his praise I 'le praise him constantly And bless him all my days 2 Even whilst I live And being have God who this gave I 'le praises give 3 In Princes put no trust Nor any son of man Impotent and unjust None of them help us can 4 He life resigns Returns to dust And then he must Cease his designs 5 He is the happy man Whom God doth help afford Who own and trust God can Whose hope is in the Lord. 6 Who all things made Heav'n Earth and Sea His truth and they Do never fade 7 God food to th' hungry gives Judgment doth execute Th' oppress'd loose and relieves Prisoners and destitute 8 To blind gives sight Dejected men He raiseth them Loves the upright 9 God strangers doth defend Orphans and widows knows Ways which to mischief tend Utterly overthrows 10 God King shall be Sion's God shall Still reign o're all The Lord praise ye PSALM CXLVII 1 PRaise ye the Lord for it is good Praise to our glorious God to sing It is a sweet and pleasant work And praise to God a comely thing 2 God buildeth
Nations then May humbled be and know themselves To be but feeble dying men PSALM X. 1 WHy standest thou Lord as far off And seem'st from us thy self to hide 2 In troublous times when wicked men Do persecute the poor in pride But let these proud and wicked men Themselves be taken and surpriz'd Even in the same destructive trap Which they in craft for us devis'd 3 The wicked of his hearts desire Doth boast in prosperous worldly state The covetous worldling he doth praise Whom yet the righteous Lord doth hate 4 The wicked puffed up with pride Is to such sottish folly brought That he disdains to seek the Lord God is not in his bruitish thought 5 Hurtfulness is in all his ways For thine are all above his sight All that he takes for enemies He puffs at with scorn and despight 6 He saith in his self-flattering heart Surely I never mov'd shall be My prosperous state shall not decay Nor shall I ever trouble see 7 His mouth 's with rage and cursing full And with deceit and guileful lies Under his wicked tongue is hatcht Mischief falshood and vanities 8 He lurks in Towns and Villages To catch and kill the innocent In secret his malicious eyes Against the helpless poor are benâ— 9 He Lion-like lurks in his den And waits the humbled poor to take And drawn into his own made net Him as his lawful prey doth make 10 He crowcheth low that so the poor In his strong cruel paws may fall 11 His heart saith God doth not regard But winks and will not see at all 12 Forget not humble men O Lord Lift up thy hand for them arise 13 Because they think thou 'lt not them judge Therefore the wicked thee despise 14 Mischief and spight thou dost behold And with thy hand wilt it repay The poor commits himself to thee Thou art the Orphans help and stay 15 Break thou the arm of wicked men And take down those that evil be Seek out their wickedness until Thou find none 's unreveng'd by thee 16 The Lord is King for evermore The heathen by his mighty hand And wicked all are perished And cast out of his holy land 17 The humble man's righteous desires O Lord thou graciously didst hear Thou wilt prepare and fix their hearts And thou wilt yield a hearing ear 18 To judge and help the fatherless And the opprest and humble poor That so these men of earth may vex And terrifie the just no more PSALM XI 1 IN God I put my trust Why then in scorn say ye To God for help as silly birds Unto your mountain flee 2 The wicked bend their bow Their arrows they prepare That in the dark they may them shoot At those that upright are 3 If by their violence Foundations be destroy'd What can the grieved righteous do The ruins to avoid 4 God in his Temple is The Lord's Throne is in Heaven His eyes behold his eye-lids try The sons of mortal men 5 The Lord the just man tries But he the wicked hates And him that loveth violence His soul abominates 6 Snares fire and brimstone he On wicked men will rain This is the portion and the cup That doth for them remain 7 For the just Lord doth love Just things as his delight And with a pleased countenance Beholdeth the upright PSALM XII 1 HElp Lord for upright godly men from us are taken hence away And from among the sons of men The faithful daily do decay 2 Unto his neighbour every one Dont speak with lies and vanity With a false double heart they talk And lips of fraud and flattery 3 God will cut off all flattering lips And the proud tongue that speaketh thus 4 Our word shall stand our tongue is ours What Lord is Ruler over us 5 For the oppression of the poor And needy's sighs I 'le now a rise And them in safety set saith God From those that them with scorn despise 6 The words of God are words most pure Like purest silver fully try'd In earthen furnace many times Refin'd and throughly purify'd 7 Lord thou wilt thine save and preserve For ever from this wicked race 8 The wicked then are bold and brisk When vile men get in highest place PSALM XIII 1 HOw long wilt thou forget me Lord O shall it thus for ever be How long wilt thou displeasedly Thus hide thy pleased face from me 2 How long shall thoughts disturb my soul And daily grief my heart assail How long shall cruel enemies By pow'r thus over me prevail 3 Pity my case O Lord my God Hear me and lighten thou mine eyes Left me as by fatal sleep Untimely feared death surprize 4 Left my triumphing foes should say We have prevail'd our work it 's done And those that trouble me rejoyce And boast when I am overthrown 5 But in thy tender mercy Lord My troubled soul her trust doth place O Let my raised hearty rejoyce In thy defence and saving grace 6 Because the Lord hath bounteously Dealt well with me in every thing To him my saved thankful soul Shall joyful endless praises sing PSALM XIV 1 THe hearts and lives of wicked fools Tell us they no God truly own Corrupt are they their works are vile Of them that do good there is none 2 Upon the worldly sons of men From Heav'n God lookt and searcht abroad To see if any understood And seriously sought after God 3 They wholly filthy are become They all from him aside are gone None of them liveth to do good Of all these wordly men not one 4 Have all these men of wicked works No wit or knowledge left at all Who eat my people up as bread On God they never truly call 5 Yet oft in sin they have great fear For God's among and for the just 6 They shame the counsels of poor Saints Because to God they seek and trust 7 O that our help from God were come When God brings back the Captives sad Then Jacob shall therein rejoyce And Israel shall in him be glad PSALM XV. 1 LOrd in thy Tabernacle Who shall inhabit still And whom wilt thou receive to dwell In thy most holy hill 2 He that walks uprightly And worketh righteousness And the truth which is in his heart Doth with his tongue express 3 He that backbiteth not Nor doth his neighbour hurt Nor yet against his neighbour doth Receive an ill report 4 In whose discerning eyes Vile persons are contemn'd But those that truly fear the Lord Doth honour and commend His righteous oath and word That keepeth faithfully Although he made his covenant so That he doth lose thereby 5 On hurtfull Usury His money hath not lent Nor taketh a reward or brib Against the innocent He that these things observes Which God would have be done Shall never be by fraud or force Moved and overthrown PSALM XVI 1 LOrd keep me for I trust in thee My refuge and my chosen part 2 My soul by thy command hath said That thou
freely shew to thine 17 Let me not be asham'd O Lord For I did trust and call on thee Let wicked men be sham'd cut off In their graves silent let them be 18 To silence put the lying lips Which grievous things and false do say And hard reports in pride and scorn On righteous men do falsly lay 19 O how great is the goodness which Thou hast laid up and wrought for the◠Who fear thee and who trust in thee Even here before the sons of men 20 Thou in thy secret presence dost Hide them from cruel pride and wrongs Kept in thy close Pavilion From all the strife of lying tongues 21 All thanks and praise be to the Lord For he hath shewn and magnify'd His wondrous love to me within A City strong and fortify'd 22 I said in hast I am cut off And put even from before thine eyes Yet didst thou hear my praying voice And didst regard my mournful cries 23 O love the Lord all ye his Saints For still the Lord the faithful guards And proud Oppressors thô secure In time he plenteously rewards 24 Be of good courage and more strength He to your fainting hearts will send All ye whose hope and confidence Doth truly on the Lord depend PSALM XXXII 1 HE though a sinner blessed is Whose guilt and loath'd transgression God freely doth to him forgive Covering what he hath been and done 2 He 's blest to whom the Lord doth not Impute and charge iniquity And in whose spirit reigneth not Guile Falshood or Hypocrisie 3 While I in silence hid my sin And had not duly it confest My bones wax'd old and roaring pains All day allowed me no rest 4 Through painful weary days and nights I bare thy just and heavy hand My strength and moisture are consum'd Like Summers drought on scorched land 5 My sin I then acknowleding With humbling grief my self did blame I did confess it all to thee And did bewail my guilt and shame When my repenting soul resolv'd All to confess with grief to God Thou mercifully didst forgive And oft lay by thy chastening rod. 6 Such mercy shall encourage all The godly still in hope to pray And seek to thee in their distress In an accepted finding day Surely when waters great do swell And threatning floods cause me to fear Him that thus seeks and trusts in thee They shall not hurt or once come near 7 Thou art my help and hiding place Against all trouble fears and wrongs And thy deliverances shall cause Mine and thy peoples thankful songs 8 Saith God I 'le thee instruct and teach The righteous way where thou shalt go Mine eye shall always on thee be My guiding Counsels I 'le thee show 9 Be not like brutish Horse and Mule Which ruling understanding want But must be rul'd by bridling force And kept from hurt by mans restraint 10 To all self-flattering wicked men Their self-made sorrows do abound But him that trusteth in the Lord Mercy shall save and compass round 11 Ye righteous in the Lord be glad With thankful hearts in him rejoyce All ye that are of upright hearts Aloud sing praise with joyful voice PSALM XXXIII 1 YE righteous in the Lord rejoyce For chearful praise becometh Saints 2 Praise God with Psaltery Harp and Voice And with sweet ten-string'd Instruments 3 Play skilfully with a loud noise And sing to him a song that 's new 4 For all the Word of God is right And all his works are sure and true 5 God greatly loveth righteousness And judgment well ad ministred And with the goodness of the Lord The earth's richly replenished 6 By the Almighty Word of God The vast and glorious Heav'ns were made And by the spirit of his mouth Their whole host all their being had 7 The waters of the Sea he keeps On heaps confined by the shore He layeth up the liquid deeps As Treasures in a house of store 8 Let all the people of the earth The Lord Almighty serve with fear And all the world's inhabitants To him due awe and reverence bear 9 He spake but the creating word And it was done and all things made He did but potently command And it stood faft as firmly stay'd 10 The Counsels of the Nations rude The Ruling Lord doth bring to nought He doth defeat the multitude Of their device and wicked thought 11 But all the counsels of the Lord Do stand unchang'd for ever sure And all the purposes of God Beyond all ages do endure 12 That Nation blessed is to whom The Lord as their own God is known And those whom as an heritage He loves and chooseth for his own 13 The Lord looks down from Heav'n and sees All done by men of humane birth 14 And from his habitation views Even all the dwellers of the earth 15 He fashioneth their hearts alike And all their doings he observes 16 No King is saved by an Host Much strength no Mighty man preserves 17 A horse of war is a valn thing To save a man in time of fight Nor shall deliver any man Either by swiftness or by might 18 But upon those that do him fear The Lord doth set his gracious eye On those that on his mercy do With hope and confidence rely 19 To save them from a pining death In Famine food and life to yield 20 Our soul still waiteth for the Lord He is our help and only shield 21 Because his holy name we trust Our hearts in him shall joyful be 22 Lord let thy mercy be on us As we do place our hope in thee PSALM XXXIV 1 AT all times I will magnifie And bless the Lord with tongue and heart His joyful praises never shall Out of my thankful mouth depart 2 My soul in her preserving Lord Her boasting boldly shall express And humble men shall hear thereof And joyn therein with joyfulness 3 O magnifie the Lord with me We 'll joyntly all exalt his name 4 In all my fears I sought the Lord He heard and sav'd me from the same 5 They that to him did look for help Of light and comfort did partake Their confidence in him did not Their face at all ashamed make 6 This poor man cryed in distress The Lord to him a hearing gave And him from all his troubles did Effectually help and save 7 About all them that fear the Lord Encamped Angels always lye To save and to deliver them From every hurtful enemy 8 O taste and see that God is good Blest are all they that in him trust 9 Fear God ye Saints no hurtful want Befalls the upright walking just 10 Even Lion's young ones hungry are And often want desired food But they that seek the Lord shall not Want any thing that 's truly good 11 Teachable Children come to me My sure and tryed Counsel hear And I will teach you faithfully The true way of God's holy fear 12 What man desireth length of life And his own good doth wisely seek 13 From evil keep thy
the earth below Shew forth thy Glorious Majesty 6 They for my steps prepar'd a net My soul by them is bowed down They dig'd a pit for me in which Themselves are fallen and overthrown 7 My heart is fixt my heart is fixt O God I 'le sing thy joyful praise 8 My glory wake Psaltery and Harp My self for this I 'le early raise 9 Among the people I 'le thee praise With publick songs thee magnifie 10 Thy mercies great unto the heav'ns Thy truth unto the cloudy sky 11 Exalted be thy glorious name O God above the heavens high And over all the earth advance Thy glorious pow'r and majesty PSALM LVIII 1 DO you that are in Council met Speak and determine what is just And justly judge ye sons of men Indeed according to your trust 2 Yea in your hearts you wickedness Contrive plot and promote and then Out of the Judgment-seats your hands Weigh violence on earth to men 3 Bad men are from the womb estrang'd From every just and holy way As soon as they are born they are Inclin'd by lies to go astray 4 To serpent's poyson very like Their hurtful poyson doth appear And like the adder deaf they are That fast doth close and stop her ear 5 Lest she should hear the charmer's voice At all although the man should charm Never so wisely to inchant Her that she do no deadly harm 6 Break thou their poysonous teeth O God Yea from their mouth quite break them out Yea break the sharp devouring teeth Of Lions even the young and stout 7 Let them like waters melt away Which downward still do slide and flow In pieces cut his arrows all When he doth bend his unjust bow 8 Like to a snail that melts away Let them all pass and hence be gone That like the womb 's untimely birth They never see the shining sun 9 Before your pots can feel the thorns Away in wrath he shall them drive And with his whirlwind's angry storms Sweep them away from hence alive 10 The righteous shall rejoyce when he This just revenge from God shall see And in the blood of wicked men Even wash his conquering feet shall he 11 Then men shall say Truly there is For righteous men a great reward Surely there is a God that doth The earth judge and mens works regard PSALM LIX 1 DEliver me O God From all mine enemies Set me in safety from all them That do against me rise 2 Deliver me from them That work-iniquity Save me from men of blood who for My life in wait do lie 3 Against me the great men Have joyntly gathered bin But not for my transgression Lord Nor real guilt of sin 4 They run and do prepare Themselves without any crime Behold their course and now awake And help thou me betime 5 Awake to visit such Lord God of Israel And spare not those who against thee Do wickedly rebel 6 At evening they return Like dogs they make a noise And round about the City go With dogged snarling voice 7 Their mouths do belch out rage And in their lips are swords For still they do perswade themselves Thou hearest not their words 8 Thou Lord wilt them despise And all the heathen mock 9 His strength shall make me wait on thee Thou art my help and rock 10 The God of my mercies With help shall me prevent And let me see on these my foes His righteous punishment 11 Lest it should be forgot Scatter them all abroad And bring them down but slay them not O thou our shield and God 12 For the sin of their words Take thou them in their pride And for the curses and the lies Which from their lips do slide 13 In wrath consume them all That so they may not be That Jacob's God rules through the earth Let them all know and see 14 At even let them return And make like dogs a noise And round about the City go With discontented voice Let them wander about As wanting food to eat And pine and grudge through emptiness Not satisfy'd with meat 16 I of thy power will sing Early thy mercy praise Thou my defence and refuge wast In all my troublous days 17 Unto thee I will sing Who art my strength and power The God of all my mercies and My sure defence and tower PSALM LX. 1 LOrd thou of late hast cast us off And thou hast scattered us abroad Thou justly hast displeased been O turn again to us O God 2 Thou mad'st the earth it self to quake Thine heavy anger did it break O heal thou now its grievous breach For it as yet doth sorely shake 3 Unto thy people thou hard things Hast shew'd and sharply on them sent And thou hast caused them to drink The wine of great astonishment 4 And yet a banner thou hast given To them that do thee humbly fear That it by them because of truth Displayed may to all appear 5 That thy dearly beloved flock Sav'd and delivered may be Help O our God with thy right hand In mercy do thou answer me 6 I will rejoyce because the Lord Spake from his high and holy seat Sechem I will divide and will The fruitful Vale of Succoth mete 7 Gilead belongeth unto me Manasseh also mine shall be Ephraim is the strength of my head Judah rules and gives Laws for me 8 Moab my servile wash-pot is On Edom I will freely tread And the Philistine nation all I will in warlike triumph lead 9 Who is he that will bring me in The City strong and fortify'd And who will into Edom's land Me and my conquering armies guide 10 Even he that seem'd to cast us off And wilt not thou again O God Go forth before our warlike hosts When they to fight do march abroad 11 From trouble give us thy sure help For meerly vain is all mens aid 12 Through God we shall do valiantly Our foes God down for us will tread PSALM LXI 1 HEar thou my cries O God Unto my pray'r attend 2 Even from the ends of all the earth My cry to thee I send When my heart 's overwhelm'd With my perplexity Lead me to the defensive Rock That higher is than I. 3 For thou hast been to me A shelter by thy power And from the rage of enemies A strong defensive tower 4 I in thy Tabernacle For ever will abide Under the covert of thy wings With trust will I reside 5 For thou my solemn vows To thee my God didst hear And gavest me the heritage Of those thy name that fear 6 A life by thee prolong'd Thou to the King wilt give As many generations are The life that he shall live 7 For ever before God His dwelling he shall have Prepare thy mercy and thy truth Which him may ever save 8 So will I evermore Sing praises to thy name That having made my vows I may Daily perform the same PSALM LXII 1 MY soul in silence waits on God My only help and rock is he 2
My Saviour and my strong high place I shall not greatly moved be 3 How long will ye mischief devise You by the sword at last shall fall You stand but like a tottering fence And like a crazed bowing wall 4 Their consult is to cast him down That 's set by God in dignity They love to lie with mouth they bless But they hate and curse inwardly 5 My soul wait thou only on God For all my hope 's on him alone 6 He 's all my strength help and defence I shall not be mov'd and o'rethrown 7 All my salvation is in God My glory and my dignity He is the Rock of all my strength God is my refuge always nigh 8 At all times put your trust in him Ye people that indeed are his Pour out your hearts before him still For God our certain refuge is 9 Surely low men are vanity And high and great men are a lie Together in the ballance put They lighter are than vanity 10 Trust ye not in oppression then In theft and wrong become not vain Set not your hearts on wealth and on The increase of your worldly gain 11 This God hath spoken once and twice This certain truth I heard again That all disposing Ruling Power To God alone doth appertain 12 And to distribute Mercy doth Belong to thee O Lord alone For thou according to his work Rendrest in time to every one PSALM LXIII 1 O God thou art my God therefore Early I 'le seek near thee to be In an unwater'd weary land My heart and flesh doth thirst for thee 2 That I thy power may behold And see the glory of thy face As I have seen thee heretofore Within thy house and holy place 3 Because thy loving kindness is Better than life and length of days My joyful soul which thou hast sav'd And lips shall ever give thee praise 4 While thou continuest me in life Thus will I daily speak thy praise In worshipping thy holy name My heart and hands I will up raise 5 With thy fat-sweet delights my soul Shall fed and satisfied be My chearful heart with joyful lips Shall offer daily praise to thee 6 When on my quiet bed I thee Seek and remember with delight And when on thee I meditate In silent watches of the night 7 Because to me in all distress Thy helping hand still succour brings Therefore my soul shall still rejoyce Under thy safe and covering wings 8 My soul encourag'd by thy love Thus closely followeth after thee In all my dangers and distress Thy right hand still upholdeth me 9 But they that seek my life shall go Into earth's dark and lowest room 10 The sword let out their guilty souls And they the foxes prey become 11 But let the King rejoyce in God His faithful servants glory shall Who swear by him But God will stop The mouth of perjur'd lyars all PSALM LXIV 1 THe Prayer which to thee I make O God do thou vouchsafe to hear My life save thou from enemies And from all their perplexing fear 2 Hide me from their secret designs Who do live and plot wickedly From insurrection of those men That still do work iniquity 3 Who do their tongues with malice whet That they may cut like sharpned swords In whose bent bows are arrows set To shoot even false and bitter words 4 That they may at the perfect man In secret aim their cruel shot Suddenly do they shoot at him Harden'd in sin they fear it not 5 In ill encourage they themselves And commune how closely to lay Their snares for to entrap the just For who our plots shall see say they 6 They study for iniquity For it they use their greatest art Deep is their inward plotting thought And unknown is their wicked heart 7 God shall an arrow at them shoot And wound them deep and suddenly 8 Their tongues shall fall upon themselves All that see them away shall fly 9 And seeing this all men shall fear And shall God's dreadful works declare For wisely then they shall perceive That these his righteous doings are 10 The righteous shall rejoyce in God And in him wholly put their trust And all that be of upright heart In him shall boldly make their boast PSALM LXV 1 LOrd praise in Sion waits for thee The Vows made by us we 'll perform O thou that hearest sincere pray'r To thee all flesh for help shall come Injuries and iniquities Against me have had much success â—ut thou wilt purge away the sin And guilt of us who did transgress 4 Blessed is he whom thou dost choose To approach nigh to thee his God That in thy holy pleasant Courts He may have his constant abode Our souls shall satisfied be With the goodness and Divine grace Which in thy blessed house abounds Even in thy chosen holy place 5 Thy Justice will by dreadful things An answer to us waiting give God of our help the trust of all On earth or on the sea that live 6 The God of Power who by strength Set'st fast the great and massy hills 7 Who the great noise of sea and waves And raging people's tumult stills 8 Those that in utmost parts do dwell Are at thy dreadful signs afraid Mornings and evenings out-goings By thee sing and are joyful made 9 The earth thou visit'st watering it Enrich'd by thee with fruit to grow By God's full streams Thou Corn prepar'st Having for it provided so 10 Her ridges thou dost water well Her plowed surrows settlest With showers thou dost make it soft Her springing fruit by thee is blest 11 Thus thou the year from time to time Dost with thy bounteous goodness crown And thy high paths do from above On earth drop plenteous fatness down 12 They drop upon the pasture-grounds That lye even in the desart wide The little hills thereby refresh'd Rejoyce with fruit on every side 13 The pastures cloathed are with Flocks The vallies also covered be With Corn Thy blessing is their joy Their fruits sing praises unto thee PSALM LXVI 1 MAke ye a joyful noise to God All people of the spacious earth 2 Sing to the honour of his name His glorious praise do ye set forth 3 Say unto God How-terrible In all thy mighty works art thou Through thy great pow'r thy foes to thee Shall be constrain'd to crouch and bow 4 All men on earth shall worship thee Thy praise in songs shall they proclaim They shall sing Psalms of praise unto The honour of thy holy name 5 Come and the works which God hath wrought With fear and admiration see His doings towards the sons of men All great and very dreadful be 6 He turn'd the Sea into dry land And they thereby safe passage had All marching through the flood on foot There singing we in him were glad 7 He ever ruleth by his pow'r His eyes do all the Nations see The Rebels that exalt themselves By him full low shall humbled be 8 Ye people sound forth of our God
Aloud the voice of his high praise 9 Who puts and holds our soul in life Our feet from hurtful sliding stays 10 For thou didst prove and try us Lord As men by fire do silver try 11 Brought'st us into the net and layd'st Bonds of grief on our loyns to lye 12 Over our heads thou mad'st men ride Through fire and water floods to pass But thou through all hast brought us out Into a water'd wealthy place 13 I 'le bring burnt-offerings to thy house And all my vows to thee I 'le pay 14 Which my lips uttered and mouth spake When I in grievous trouble lay 15 Burnt sacrifices of fat Rams With Incense I to thee will bring Of Bullocks and of Goats I will Present to thee an offering 16 Come now and hearken to my words All you that have God's holy fear And what he for my soul hath done To you I will forthwith declare 17 In my distress my mouth to him Sent forth my humble earnest cry And his great name I with my tongue With praise extolled fervently 18 I know if I do in my heart Iniquity love and regard When I to him my prayer make I shall not then by him be heard 19 But God did hear me readily And he did graciously attend Unto my praying voice and cry Which I to him did humbly send 20 And blessed be the Lord my God Who hath not from me turn'd away His mercy not deny'd my suit When I to him did seek and pray PSALM LXVII The old Metre Corrected by W. Barton 1 HAve mercy on us Lord And grant to us thy grace And unto us do thou afford The brightness of thy face 2 That all the earth may know The way to godly wealth And all the people here below May see thy saving health 3 Let all the world O God Give praise unto thy name O let the people all abroad Extoll and laud the same 4 Throughout the world so wide Let all rejoyce with mirth For thou shalt justly judge and guide The nations of the earth 5 Let all the world O God Give praise unto thy name And let the people all abroad Extoll and laud the same 6 Then shall the earth increase Great store of fruit shall fall And God our God shall grant us peace And greatly bless us all 7 Yea God shall bless us all And earth both far and near And people all in general Of him shall stand in fear The same by the Scots 1 LOrd unto us be merciful Do thou us also bless And graciously make shine on us The brightness of thy face 2 That so thy way upon the earth To all men may be known Also among the nations all Thy saving health be known 3 O Let the people praise thee Lord Let people all thee praise 4 And let the nations all be glad And sing for joy always For rightly thou shalt people judge And nations rule on earth 5 Let people praise thee Lord let all The folk praise thee with mirth 6 Then shall the earth yield her increase God our God bless us shall 7 God shall us bless and of the earth The ends shall fear him all PSALM LXVIII 1 LEt God arise and scattered Let all his daring enemies be And let all those that do him hate From his just face and presence flee 2 Drive them away as smoak is driven As wax melts at the burning fire Let wicked men before God's face So perish by his righteous ire 3 But let the righteous all be glad Greatly rejoycing in God's sight Let them addict themselves to joy And this express with all their might 4 Sing unto God his praises sing Extol him with your chearful voice That rides on Heav'n By his name JAH Before his gracious face rejoyce 5 A father of the fatherless And judge of helpless widows case Is God whom we adore and praise Even in his holy dwelling place 6 The barren God in families Doth set I he from iron bands The bound sets free while Rebels dwell In want in dry and barren lands 7 O God of old when thou went'st forth Before thy ransom'd peoples face And through the barren wilderness Thou didst as their Conductor pass 8 At God's presence the earth did shake From heav'n the dropping showers fell Sinai was at God's presence mov'd Before the God of Israel 9 O God thou healed'st the desart's drought Sending to it a plenteous rain Whereby thy weary heritage Thou didst confirm and own again 10 Thy Congregation then did make Their setled habitation there And of thy goodness for the poor O God thou didst relief prepare 11 The publick word of joy to us Was given out by thee O God Great was the company of them That quickly publisht it abroad 12 Kings of great armies terrify'd Were forc'd apare to flee away And she that tarryed at home Did share and distribute the prey 13 Though you have lien among the pots Like beauteous doves you shall appear Whose wings with silver and with gold Their yellow feathers cover'd are 14 When the Almighty scatter'd Kings As Salmon snow 't was over white 15 The hill of God's as Bashan hill As Bashan hill it is for height 16 Why leap ye you high hills This is The holy mount chosen by God Where he delights to dwell on which He 'll ever settle his abode 17 God's Chariots twenty thousand are His Angels many thousands be Among them as in Sinai mount So in his holy Temple 's he 18 Thou hast triumphing gloriously Ascended up to dwell on high And conquering in triumph led Captive even our Captivity Thou hast received gifts in Man And that for them that did rebel That as their reconciled God Among them thou in love might'st dwell 19 Blest be the Lord who with his gifts Of mercy doth us daily load Even he who ever was and is Of our defence and help the God 20 Our God is he that is the God Of all health and salvation The issues and defence from death Belong to none but him alone 21 But God shall surely wound the head Of all his harden'd enemies Their hairy scalp who shall go on In their belov'd iniquities 22 God said I 'le bring them back as I From Bashan did for them before And as from the depths of the sea I brought them safely to the shore 23 That thy feet may be dipt in blood Of these thy stain and bleeding foes And even thy dogs may dip their tongue In blood which from the wounded flows 24 Thy goings they have seen O God In all thy glorious majesty The goings of my God and King In his sublime Sanctuary 25 First went the fingers next to them Musicians follow'd in array Among them all the damsels were That do on sounding Timbrels play 26 Bless God in your Assemblies all Unto him joyful praises sing All you that of the blessed race From Israel's ancient fountain spring 27 Benjamin and his Ruler's there And Juda's Ruling Companies And with his
hath found out a house The swallow found a nest Where she may lay her young and where Her self and they may rest Even near thy holy Altars they May make their safe abode And why not I seeing thou art My King and only God 4 Blest are they in thy house that dwell They always give thee praise 5 Blessed is he whose strength 's in thee In whose heart are thy ways 6 Who passing as through Bala's vale Make it a place of wells And the descending plenteous rain The pools with water fills 7 Unwearied they forward go Marching from strength to strength Till all in Sion do appear Before the Lord at length 8 Lord God of Hosts my prayer hear O Jacob's God give ear 9 O God our shield look on the face Of thine anointed dear 10 Because one day within thy house Is better to abide Than in another place to stay A thousand days beside Much rather would I keep a door In the house of my God Than in the tents of wickedness To take up mine abode 11 For the Lord God our Sun and Shield Will grace and glory give And no good thing from them with-hold Who uprightly do live 12 O thou that art the Lord of Hosts That man is surely blest Who by a stedfast confidence On thee alone doth rest PSALM LXXXV 1 THou hast been favourable O Lord unto thy land And Israel's sad Captivity Thou brought'st back by thy hand 2 Thy people thou forgav'st The guilt that they were in And by thy free and plenteous gracâ— Didst cover all their sin 3 Thy wrath thou took'st away And didst to mercy turn Even from thine anger terrible That did against us burn 4 O God our Saviour Turn us unto thy peace And cause thine anger that 's gone forth Against us for to cease 5 Shall thy displeasure last Against us without end And to all generations Wilt thou thy wrath extend 6 Wilt thou not us restore And quicken us that we Who are thy people evermore In thee may joyful be 7 Shew us thy mercy Lord Which may thy flock relieve And thy salvation unto us In season freely give 8 I 'le hear what God to us Will speak It will be peace To all his Saints But let not them Return to foolishness 9 Surely to all those who In fear of God do stand His help is nigh that Glory may Dwell always in our land 10 Mercy and truth shall meet And no more parted be And Peace with Righteousness shall greet And blessedly agree 11 Truth here even on this earth Shall spring and prosper well And righteousness from heav'n descend And here among us dwell 12 The Lord shall give what 's good Our land shall yield increase 13 Justice to set us in his way Shall go before his face PSALM LXXXVI 1 BOw down thine ear O Lord Hear me for I am poor 2 And in distress Yet I am thine Preserve my soul therefore My God thy servant save Who doth on thee rely 3 Be merciful to me O Lord Who daily to thee cry 4 Rejoyce thy servant's soul For unto thee O Lord Do I lift up my soul in hope That thou wilt help afford 5 For thou O Lord art good And ready to forgive And rich in mercy and all those That seek thee dost relieve 6 Give ear to my request My praying voice attend 7 I 'le call on thee when troubles come For thou wilt answer send 8 Among the Gods O Lord None may with thee compare Neither among the works they do Any like thy works are 9 All nations made by thee Shall come and reverently Worship before thee our great God And thy name magnifie 10 For thou art high and great And wondrous things hast done Besides thee there 's no other God For thou art God alone 11 Teach me thy truth and way And I 'le walk in the same Unite my heart Lord unto thee To fear thy holy name 12 My God with all my heart To thee will I give praise And I the glory will ascribe Unto thy name always 13 For thy mercy to me In greatness doth excel Thou hast delivered my soul Both from the Grave and Hell 14 The proud against me rise Terrible men are met In troops that seek my life but thee Before them have not set 15 But full of pity Lord And gracious thou art found Thou art long-suffering and in truth And mercy dost abound 16 O turn thee unto me And mercy on me have Strengthen thy servant and the Son Of thine own handmaid save 17 Shew me some sign for good That all my foes may see And be asham'd because thou Lord Dost help and comfort me PSALM LXXXVII 1 UPon the sacred hills He his foundation sets 2 More than all Jacob's dwellings else God loveth Sion gates 3 Great things are said of thee O City of the Lord. 4 Rahab's and Babel's case to those That know me I 'le record It 's said of famous Tyre And land of Palestine And of the Ethiopian land This man was born therein 5 Of Sion't shall be said This man and that man there Was born and he that highest is Himself shall stablish her 6 When God recites their names Who his own people are To their great honour he shall count That this man was born there 7 Singers and those that play On musick there shall be Yea all my springs of holy peace And comfort are in thee PSALM LXXXVIII 1 O God who art my hope and help To thee I cryed night and day 2 Let my cries have access to thee Incline thine ear when I do pray 3 My soul with troubles doth abound My life draws nigh unto the grave 4 Like one that to be buryed goes I am as those that no strength have 5 As a companion of the dead Like those that slain in grave do lye Whom thou hast cut off by thy hand And dost put out their memory 6 Thou lay'st me in the lowest pit And as in deep and darksom caves 7 Thy wrath lyes hard on me and thou Afflictest me with all thy waves 8 My friends thou hast put far from me To them as burdensome I grow In sorrows I am so shut up That forth from thence I cannot go 9 My eye through my affliction mourns I call on thee from day to day To thee O Lord I have stretch'd out My craving hands to thee I pray 10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead Shall the dead rise and praise thee here 11 Is thy love praised in the grave Doth death thy faithfulness declare 12 Are thy great works known in the dark Or is thy truth and righteousness Remembred and mention'd in The land of deep forgetfulness 13 But unto thee O Lord I cry My morning's pray'r shall thee prevent 14 Lord why dost thou cast off my soul Why is thy face against me bent 15 Even from my early youth I was Afflicted and as near to die While I thy terrors do endure I almost as distracted lie
Word 5 There God hath placed Thrones of Power To judge his flock in righteousness The promis'd Thrones of David's house Which God 's own Government express 6 Pray for Jerusalem's true peace Lord prosper all her faithful friends 7 Her Courts bless with prosperity Let Peace within her walls defend 8 For my dear holy brethrens sake Who have my faithful comforts bin I 'le daily beg of God for thee Safety without and Peace within 9 And for the sake of God's own house Where we his name must praise and bless With all the powers of my soul I 'le seek thy real happiness PSALM CXXIII 1 LOrd in my lowest state To thee I lift mine eye Whose glorious dwelling is above Even in the heavens high 2 As servants eyes do look Unto their Master's hands And as a maiden doth expect Her Mistresses Commands So on the Lord our God Our eyes do still attend Until to our relief and help His mercy condescend 3 Have mercy on us Lord On us thy mercy show For we are filled with contempt From the insulting foe 4 Our souls fill'd with the scorn Of those that are at ease Are overwhelm'd with the contempt Of the proud foes of peace PSALM CXXIV 1 HAd not the Lord been on our side His Israel must now confess 2 Had not the Lord been on our side When men of blood sought our distress 3 Then they had swallow'd us alive When their hot wrath against us flam'd 4 The waters of their furious rage Over our sinking souls had stream'd 5 Then had these proud insulting waves O'rewhelm'd us with their cruel Laws 6 Blest be the Lord who made us not A prey unto their greedy jaws 7 Our soul like an entangled bird Escap'd out of the Fowler 's snare The snare our pow'rful Lord hath broke Our trembling souls escaped are 8 Our only help we find doth stand In the great name of our great Lord Whose power made the glorious heav'ns The earth and all things by his word PSALM CXXV 1 THey that in God put all their trust Shall firmly stand like Sion hill Which by no changes is remov'd But is the same and standeth still 2 And as about Jerusalem Mountains enclose that holy ground So will the Lord for evermore Himself his people compass round 3 For just mens rights and heritage Wicked men shall not still possess Lest righteous men should then put forth Their tempted hand to wickedness 4 Do good Lord to those that are good To men that are of upright heart But as for such as turn aside In crooked ways by sin pervert 5 The Lord shall lead them forth with those Who love and work iniquity But everlasting blessed peace On God 's true Israel shall be PSALM CXXVI 1 WHen God did lay aside his wrath And Captive Sion did redeem The great surprisal of our joy Made us like men that do but dream 2 Our mouth then fill'd with laughter did By singing our great joy express That God hath done great things for us The heathen enemies did confess 3 That God hath done great things for us We speak with glad and thankful mouth 4 Fully restore thy Captives Lord As streams refresh the scorched South 5 They that do sow in mournful tears Their water'd seed's not cast away But they a multiplyed crop Shall shortly reap with endless joy 6 He that in tears doth now go forth And cast his precious seed on earth With great increase in plenteous sheaves Shall come again with endless mirth PSALM CXXVII 1 EXcept the Lord do build house It 's but vain pains the builders take Except the Lord the City keep It 's but in vain the Watchmen wake 2 It 's vain for you betime to rise And late your selves from rest to keep To eat the bread of grief and care While God's beloved rest and sleep 3 Good Children are God's heritage The womb 's blest fruit is his reward 4 Children of youth like arrows are For Parents strength and joy prepar'd 5 Happy therein is he that hath His house his Quiver full of those For he unshamed in the gate Shall boldly speak unto his foes PSALM CXXVIII 1 BLest is each one that fears the Lord And walketh in his holy ways 2 For thou shalt of thy labour eat And happy shalt thou be always 3 As fruitful Vines by thy house-side So shall thy wife with fruit spring out Thy children like to Olive Plants Shall stand thy table round about 4 Behold the man that feareth God Blest visibly by him shall be 5 The Lord shall out of Sion give A plenteous blessing unto thee Jerusalem's good thou shalt see Whilst thou in life on earth dost dwell Thy Children's Children thou shalt see And promis'd peace on Israel PSALM CXXIX 1 MAny a time may Israel say With thankfulness to God in truth Have wicked men afflicted me Even from my prime and early youth 2 Many a time even from my youth Their cruel hands have me assail'd But for my wished overthrow They have not yet by rage prevail'd 3 The plowers plowing on my back Did long and bloody furrows make 4 But God is just and me preserv'd Their strongest cords he always brake 5 Let wicked men who Sion hate And all their plots confounded be Let them with shame be turned back And not their hop'd successes fee. 6 Let them be like the rootless grass Which grows a while on the house-tops And quickly withereth away Before they reach their wicked hopes 7 This grass fills not the mower's hand The binder finds no fruitful sheaves 8 Nor God nor man on such curs'd weeds A blessing either finds or leaves PSALM CXXX 1 OUt of the horrid woful deeps Where sin and wrath had cast me down To thee O Lord I poured forth My earnest suit and daily moan 2 O thou the Prayer-hearing God This humbled sinner's voice now hear To my loud cries and sad complaints Let pity grant a hearing ear 3 If in strict Justice thou should'st mark And charge on man iniquity Lord who shall stand at thy just bar Or who himself can justifie 4 But with thee there forgiveness is Thy word of grace doth this declare That sinful man may worship thee In joyful hope without despair 5 Therefore for thee O Lord I wait My soul doth daily wait on thee And on thy sure and faithful word My constant hope shall placed be 6 My soul more waiteth on the Lord Than they that watch for morning light More than the watchful man doth long To see a pleasant morning bright 7 O Israel still hope in the Lord Though low and broken be thy case For with the Lord still mercy is And we shall see his pleased face 8 Plenteous redemption with him is The Lord his chosen flock will bless He will redeem them from their sins And from their felt and fear'd distress PSALM CXXXI 1 LOrd I disclaim a haughty mind And an ambitious lofty eye I do not exercise my self In things for me
too great and high 2 Thou know'st I have behav'd my self In quietness as low and mild As a child weaned from the breast My soul 's even as a weaned child 3 Upon the Lord let Israel With fullest trust and hope rely Not only now but from henceforth Even un to all Eternity PSALM CXXXII 1 REmember David's troubles Lord 2 Who vow'd to Jacob's mighty God 3 And sware I 'le not come to my house Nor go for rest unto my bed 4 I 'le give mine eyes no sleep until 5 I find a holy place to dwell A habitation for the Lord The mighty God of Israel 6 At Shiloh's place in Ephraim We heard God's holy Ark once stood We found it also in the fields And in the City of the wood 7 We 'll go into his Tabernacle And humbly at his foot-stool bow 8 Arise O Lord unto thy rest Thy holy Ark of strength and Thou 9 Let righteousness be to thy Priests Their cloathing and their comely dress And let thy Saints that worship thee Even shout aloud for joyfulness 10 And for thy servant David's sake With shame turn not away the face Of him whom thou anointed hast And chosen freely by thy grace 11 The Lord to David sware in truth And surely will not turn from it Upon the Throne of Majesty Thy body 's Off-spring I will set 12 My Covenant if thy sons will keep And Laws which I to them make known Their Children also then shall sit For ever on thy Royal Throne 13 For Sion the Lord chosen hath And there to dwell he liketh best 14 This is my chosen dwelling-place This is my worship's fixed rest 15 I her provisions will maintain And it will bless abundantly And I her poor and needy ones With daily bread will satisfie 16 And I her sacred Priests will cloath With my preserving saving grace Her Saints shall shout aloud for joy Before my shining pleased face 17 There I 'le make David's horn of Power To bud forth and afresh to spring And there I have ordain'd a lamp For my anointed sacred King 18 His enemies I will subdue And with just shame I 'le cloath them all But on him and his faithful seed His Royal Crown still flourish shall PSALM CXXXIII 1 BEhold and try how good it is What holy pleasure it doth give When holy brethren serving God In love and unity do live 2 It perfumes like the precious Oyl Which poured was on Aarons head Which down his beard and garments all It s sacred fragrant odour spread 3 As fruitful dews from Hermon hill Which waters all the lower ground And streaming showers from Sion's Mount Make the low Vales with fruit abound So on his flock by Love and Peace God doth his fruitful grace entail Even the fore-taâ—â—e of that blest life Where Love and Peace shall never fail PSALM CXXXIV 1 SEe that ye bless the Lord Ye that his servants are Who in his house by night do stand To serve and praise him there 2 Lift up your hearts and hands To him with one accord In his appointed holy place There glorifie the Lord. 3 The Lord that made the heav'ns The earth and all that live His blessing out of Sion shall Plenteously to you give PSALM CXXXV 1 PRaise ye the Lord Praise his great name All ye his servants Praise your God 2 All you that in the Lord's house stand And in his Courts have your abode 3 Praise ye the Lord for he is good Sing praises to his holy name For it is sweet to be employ'd His holy praises to proclaim 4 He to himself hath Jacob chose And Israel his own treasure made 5 I know the Lord our God is great Above all Gods in honour had 6 In heav'n and earth the Lord hath done Whatever his own will did please And also in the deeps below And in the great and swelling Seas 7 From the earth's ends it 's he that makes The vapours upward to ascend He doth make Lightnings for the rain And Winds out of his treasure send 8 Egypt's first-born both man and beast He smote and wondrous tokens he 9 On Pharaoh and his servants sent O Egypt in the midst of thee 10 He smote great Nations slew great Kings 11 Sihon who was of Heshbon King And Og of Bashan and to nought All Canaan's Kingdoms he did bring 12 And gave their Land a heritage Unto his people Israel 13 Thy name Lord everlasting is For ever 's thy memorial 14 For God for his own people will To judge and save them yet arise And will turn and repent himself Of all his servants miseries 15 The Idols which are worshipped Abroad in all the Heathen lands They are of gold and silver made The meer work of the Craftsmens hands 16 A mouth they have but do not speak Eyes have they but they never saw 17 They have ears but they do not hear And mouths which never breath did draw 18 Their makers are even like to them And all that do on them rely 19 Bless ye the Lord O Israel's house Bless God O Aaron's family 20 His servants all of Levi's house Continually bless ye the Lord All every where that do him fear Daily bless God with one accord 21 In Sion God's own chosen place Bless him and there his praise record Who dwelleth at Jerusalem In holiness praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXXXVI The Scots Version 1 PRaise God for he is good His mercy lasts for aye 2 Give thanks with heart and mind To God of Gods alway For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 3 The Lord of Lords praise ye Whose mercies still endure 4 Great wonders only he Doth work by his great power For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 5 Which God Omnipotent By might and mercies high The Heav'ns and Firmament Did frame as you may see For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 6 To him who did out-stretch This earth so great and wide Above the waters reach Making it to abide For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 7 Great Lights he made to be For his grace lafteth aye 8 Such as the Sun we see To rule the lightsome day For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 9 Also the Moon so clear Which shineth in our sight The Stars that do appear To guide the darksome night For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 10 To him that Egypt smote Who did his message scorn And in his anger hot Did kill all their first-born For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 11 Thence Israel out he brought For his grace lafteth ever 12 With a strong hand he wrought And stretch'd-out arm deliver For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure Eternally 13 The Sea he cut in two For his grace lasteth still 14 And through the midst to go Made his own Israel For certainly His mercies dure Most firm and sure
If into heav'n I could ascend Yet surely thou art present there Or if in hell I make my bed Or in the grave there thou art near 9 If on the morning's wings I fled And d'well the utmost Seas beyond 10 There by thy hand I shall be led And safely held by thy right hand 11 Or if I say The darkness sure Shall hide me from thy piercing sight The darkness even the most obscure About me shall be as the light 12 Yea darkness hideth not from thee But night doth shine as bright as day To thee the darkness and the light Indeed are both alike alway 13 For thou possessed hast my reins And thou didst form and cover me When I within my mother's womb Enclosed was and shap'd by thee 14 I 'le praise the Lord for fearfully And strangely made by thee I am Thy works are all unsearchable My soul convinc'd doth know the same 15 My substance was not hid from thee Though formed in a secret place In the low sordid earthly parts By thee I wisely fashion'd was 16 Thine eyes my unshap'd substance saw My parts were written in thy book And in continuance formed were When none as yet had fashion took 17 How precious also are the thoughts Of thee O gracious God to me How great their sum more than the sand 18 In number they if counted be I when I wake am still with thee 19 Surely thou wilt the wicked slay O God! Therefore to men of blood Depart ye far from me I 'le say 20 For they against thee wickedly Do speak with much prophane disdain Thy enemies blasphemously Do take thy holy Name in vain 21 Do I not hate them all O Lord Who are thy hating enemies And am not I grived with those That madly up against thee rise 22 I hate them with a perfect hate I count them for my chiefest foes 23 Search me O God and know my heart Try me and my hid thoughts disclose 24 And see if any hurtful way Of wilful sin be found in me And in thy everlasting way Let me always be led by thee PSALM CXL 1 LOrd from perverse and evil men Do thou grant me deliverance And let me be by thee preserv'd From cruel men of violence 2 Who in their hearts continually Contriving some great mischief are And altogether are combin'd In Plots for hurtfulness and war 3 Like Serpents their pernicious tongues Have they with venom sharpened The Adder's poyson and his sting Under their wicked lips is bred 4 Keep me O Lord from wicked hands And from the envious violent man Who have resolv'd to overthrow My blameless goings if they can 5 The proud for me have hid a snare With cords and they have spread a net By the way side where I must go They traps and grins for me have set 6 I went unto the Lord and said Thou art my God and help alone Lord hear my voice in mercy grant My humble supplication 7 O God thou only art the strength Which ever safely keepeth me My head in days of bloody war Was covered and sav'd by thee 8 The wicked mens hurtful desires Lord prosper not nor ever grant And further not their bad designs Lest of themselves they proudly vaunt 9 As for the leading head of those That fiercely compass me about Let the mischief of their own lips Cover them all and find them out 10 Let burning coals upon them fall Cast them into the wasting fire Into deep pits that they rise not Again to pursue their desire 11 Let not the false ill speaker be On earth fixt in prosperity Let evil hunting violent men Reach and o'rethrow them utterly 12 I know that God will yet maintain The cause of men that are distrest And will defend the poor mens right And such as are by men opprest 13 Surely the just shall to thy name Give thanks and of thy mercies tell And men of upright hearts and lives Shall ever in thy presence dwell PSALM CXLI 1 LOrd unto thee I cry O make thou hast to me Give ear unto my mournful voice When I cry unto thee 2 As incense let my pray'r Be set before thine eyes And the up-lifting of my hands As evening sacrifice 3 O Lord a constant watch Set thou my mouth before And of my lips left they offend Do thou still keep the door 4 To any evil thing Let not my heart incline To joyn in sin with wicked men Or of their pleasures dine 5 Let righteous men in love Smite me and me reprove This shall not break my head but as A precious Oyl shall prove In their distress I 'le pray 6 When in the stony street Their Judges are cast down they 'll hear My words will then be sweet 7 Our bones at the grave's mouth Are cast and scatter'd round As wood which men do cut and cleave Lies scattered on the ground 8 But Lord my God mine eyes Still look up unto thee In thee is all my trust Let not My soul forsaken be 9 Keep thou me from the snare Which they have laid for me And the entrapping grins of men That wicked workers be 10 Let men of ill designs Fall into their own trap Whilst from all their malicious plots Thy flock and I escape PSALM CXLII 1 I To the Lord in my distress With sad and mournful voice did cry My supplication I sent up Aloud unto the Lord most high 2 To him I pour'd out my complaint My trouble I to him did show 3 My spirit in me was o'rewhelm'd And all my danger thou didst know That in the way wherein I walk'd They closely laid for me a snare 4 I look'd on my right hand but none To know and help me did appear All humane refuge failed me None for my trembling soul did care 5 But then I cryed to the Lord That he my humble suit would hear I said Lord thou my refuge art The portion of my hope and choice While I am in the land of life Where living men in thee rejoyce 6 I am brought very low on earth O Lord attend unto my cry Me from my persecutors save Who stronger are by far than I. 7 And out of prison bring my soul Thy blessed name to magnifie The just shall flock to me because With me thou dealest bounteously PSALM CXLIII 1 LOrd hear my Prayer and unto My humble suit attentive be Thy justice and thy faithfulness Do thou employ to answer me 2 Thy sinful servant bring not thou In to strict judgment to be try'd For so no living man can stand Before thee clear and justify'd 3 The enemy doth hunt my soul My life to ground cast down doth tread In darkness he hath made me dwell Like those that have some time been dead 4 Therefore my spirit 's overwhelm'd My heart in me is desolate 5 Yet I think on the days of old Thy ancient works I meditate I muse on all thy handy works To thee I stretch my craving hands 6 My humbled soul
for war A steel bow 's broken by my arms 35 The shield of thy salvation Thou freely didst on me bestow And thy right hand hath held me up Thy gentleness hath made me grow 36 My steps enlarg'd my feet confirm'd 37 I have parsu'd mine enemies Them overtook nor did turn back Till they were fallen and could not rise 38 They wounded are fallen at my feet With strength thou girdest me for war 39 And those that up against me rose To me by thee subdued are 40 Mine enemies necks thou gavest me That I my haters might cut down 41 They cry'd but there was none to save To God but he would not them own 42 I beat them then in pieces small As dust before the wind that flies And I did cast them out as dirt Which in the street despised lies 43 Thou sav'st me from the peoples strife Made'st me the heathens head to be A people whom I have not known Shall subject servants be to me 44 At the first hearing they 'l obey The strangers shall to me submit 45 And they through fear shall fade away Who now in their close places sit 46 The Lord still lives Blest be my Rock Let God my help exalted be 47 God doth avenge me and he doth Subdue the people under me 48 He saves me from mine enemies Above all those thou liftest me That rise against me from the man Of violence thou set'st me free 49 Therefore among the heathen Lord I will with praise my thanks proclaim And unto thee I publickly Will sing the praises of thy name 50 He great deliverance gives his King And mercy to him doth extend To David his anointed one And to his seed even without end PSALM XIX 1 THe Glory of Almighty God The vast and glorious Heav'ns declare Behold the starry Firmament And see what his sublime works are 2 Day unto day doth utter speech Night unto night doth teach God's fear All Nations of whatever tongue These Publick Teachers words may hear 3 Their teaching Character and Line Doth through out all the earth extend 4 Their visible convincing words Go forth the world's utmost end A tabernacle there he set In them for the great glorious Sun 5 Which as a Bridegroom-and strong man Comes forth with joy his race to run 6 From end to end of the vast Heav'n Its rise progress and circuit is Nothing 's hid fron its lively heat Nor potent influence doth miss 7 The Law of God most perfect is Turns sinful souls from vanities God's testimony is most sure And maketh simple sinners wise 8 The Statutes of the Lord are right And do rejoyce the upright heart The Lord's Commandements are pure And light to darkned eyes impart 9 The fear of God is pure and clean And doth in force endure for ever The judgments of the Lord are true Holy and righteous altogether 10 Much more desirable than gold Than much and finest gold they are Than honey and the honey-comb Sweeter to holy souls by far 11 In all his doubts and dangers here They are thy servants guide and guard They that sincerely them observe Shall have a great and sure reward 12 Who can his errors understand O cleanse my life and soul within From secret faults Thy servant Lord 13 Keep thou from all presumptuous sin Let them not have dominion Consent and conquest over me And then from great and damning sin I shall by grace delivered be 14 Lord let the service of my mouth The thoughts and studies of my heart Be acceptable in thy sight Who my Strength and Redeemer art PSALM XX. 1 Lord hear thee in the day When trouble he doth send And let the name of Jacob's God Thy keeper thee defend 2 From his high Sanctuary Let him thy keeeper be And out of Sion let the Lord Support and strengthen thee 3 Thy gifts and offerings Let him remember still And let thy sacrifices find His kind accepting will 4 After thy just desire Let him grant unto thee Let all thy righteous Counsels still By him fulfilled be 5 In thy salvation we Rejoice in the God's name will Our banners we 'll set up The Lord All thy requests fulfil 6 Now know I that the Lord His own anointed saves And with his saving strength from heaven Will grant him what he craves 7 In Chariots some do trust Some Horses trust upon But we remember will the name Of our Lord God alone 8 We raised stand upright They are brought down and fall 9 Save Lord and let our blessed King Hear us when we do call PSALM XXI 1 THe King shall joyful be Lord in thy strength alone How greatly shall his heart rejoice In thy salvation 2 For thou hast given him His own heart's whole desire And nothing hast from him with-held Of what he did require 3 With good thou him prevent'st With blessings manifold And thou upon his head hast set A Crown of purest Gold 4 He asked life of thee Thou it to him dist give Even such a length of days that he For evermore shall live 5 In thy salvation His Glory is made great Honour and Royal Majesty Hast thou upon him set 6 For thou for evermore Most blessed hast him made And with thy gracious countenance Made him exceeding glad 7 Because upon the Lord The King his trust doth lay He through the grace of the most High Shall not be mov'd away 8 Thy hand shall find out all Thine enemies that be Yea thy right hand shall find out those That haters are of thee 9 Make them like hearths of fire In thy revenging hour The Lord shall swallow them in wrath The fire shall them devour 10 Their fruit shalt thou destroy From earth their wicked race Among the sons of men their seed Shall find no resting place 11 For they against thee did Mischief plot and intend A wicked purpose which yet they Could not bring to an end 12 Therefore thou shalt make them To turn their backs in chase And make thine arrows on the strings Ready against their face 13 In thine own strength O Lord Thy matchless Glory raise So shall our joyful songs rehearse Thy Power 's deserved praise PSALM XXII 1 MY God my God O why Hast thou forsaken me Why from my roaring voice so far Help and salvation be 2 Thou hear'st me not though I Call to thee day by day And in the seasons of the night I do not cease to pray 3 But thou art holy who Inhabit'st Israel's praise 4 Of old our Fathers trusted thee And thou didst help always 5 They trusted unto thee From thee deliverance came They wholly put their trust in thee And were not put to shame 6 But I am a poor worm Not worth the name of man Ev'n mens reproach and much despis'd I of the people am 7 All they that look on me Laugh me to scorn and they Shoot out the lip and shake the head And thus against me say 8 This man did trust in God To save him
doth pant and pray 2 My soul for God the living God Doth thirst O when when shall I come And in his house before my God Appear with joy as I have done 3 My flowing tears have been to me As bitter food both night and day While with reproach continually To me where is thy God they say 4 My soul is poured out in me When this I sadly think upon How I with the glad multitude Unto God's sacred house have gone I went with them to worship God With joyned voice of joy and praise Even with the multitude that kept In peace God's solemn holy days 5 Why art thou so cast down my soul And why so troubled and dismaid Trust God for I shall yet praise him Whose face and favour is my aid 6 My God my soul 's cast down in me But yet remember thee I will From Jordan's land and Hermonites And from the place of Mizar hill 7 At thy great water-spout's loud noise Dreadful deep unto deep doth call Frightfully over me have gone Thy rowling waves and billows all 8 Yet will the Lord command for me His kindest love by lightsome day By night his song shall be with me To God my life in faith I 'le pray 9 I 'le say to God My Rock O why Am I of thee forgotten so Why by my foes oppression Thus mourning do I daily go 10 It 's as a sword within my bones When thus my foes do me upbraid When in reproach Where is thy God To me I hear it daily said 11 Why art thou cast down O my soul And why with grief so much opprest Why so disquieted in me In God still place thy hope and rest Yet surely I shall speak his praise Who is and still hath been to me My heart 's my countenances health My ever gracious God is he PSALM XLIII 1 O God be thou the Judge And plead my righteous cause Against a Nation of bad men Who violate thy Laws From false men of deceit Men of Iniquity Do thou the great and righteous God Save and deliver me 2 Thou Lord art all my strength Why do I mourning go As if I were cast off by thee Oppressed by my foe 3 Send out thy Light and Truth Let them conduct me still And bring me to thy Tabernacles Upon thy holy hill 4 I 'le to God's Altar go To God my greatest joy O God my God to sing thy praise My harp will I employ 5 Why art thou O my soul Cast down what grieveth thee Why art thou with distrustful thoughts Disquieted in me Still trust and hope in God For him I shall yet praise He 's the health of my countenance He 'll be my God always PSALM XLIV 1 WE with our ears have heard O God Our ancient fathers have us told What work thou in their days hast done Even in the famous times of old 2 How thou didst drive the heathen out And plant them in their pleasant land By thy own gift but didst afflict The heathen people with thy hand 3 Their own sword got not them the land Nor their own arm and strength them save But thy hand and light countenance All this thy love and favour gave 4 Thou art my King for Jacob Lord Deliverance do thou command 5 Through thee we shall push down our foes Even those that do against us stand We through thy name will tread them down Who rose and fought against us have 6 For in my bow I will not trust Nor shall my sword or strength me save 7 But thou hast sav'd us from our foes And all our haters put to shame 8 In God we all the day do boast And we will ever praise thy name 9 But now even thou hast cast us off And us to open shame hast put And when our armies have gone forth With them to war thou goest not out 10 Thou mak'st us from the enemy To fly in fear and turn our back And they who hate us for themselves Our wealth as spoil away do take 11 Thou scatterest us in heathen lands And givest us to them for meat 12 And sellest us for nought and dost No wealth or increase for us get 13 Thou makest us a meer reproach To all our neighbours that are near Derision and a scorn to them That round about us dwelling are 14 Among the heathen thou dost us A jeast and very by-word make The people in contempt and spight At us cast down their heads do shake 15 My great confusion and disgrace I as before me always see Of my reproached countenance The shame hath daily covered me 16 Because of the reproachers voice Which of thee speaketh blasphemy Because of the revenging rage Of this our cruel enemy 17 All this is come on us yet we O God have not forgotten thee Nor falsly from thy Covenant Apostatiz'd and gone have we 18 Our heart 's not turned back nor have Our going steps from thy ways stray'd 19 Though thou us among Dragons break'st And in death's covering shade hast lay'd 20 If we the Lord's name have forgot Or any help from Idols sought 21 Would not God search this out who knows The very secrets of our thought 22 We for thy sake are kill'd all day And counted but as slaughter-sheep 23 Rise Lord cast us not ever off Awake for us why dost thou sleep 24 Wherefore thus hidest thou thy face Forgetting this our great distress 25 And look'st not on our miseries Nor them that do our souls oppress 26 Our soul is bowed down to dust To earth our very bellies cleave Arise Lord for thy mercies sake And us do thou redeem and save PSALM XLV 1 THe good things of the King I speak My fervent heart doth it indite My tongue is as the pen of one That very readily doth write 2 Thou fairer art than sons of men Plenteous grace to thy lips doth flow Therefore great blessings evermore God doth and will on thee bestow 3 O thou that art the mighty one Thy warlike sword gird on thy thigh 4 In all thy glory excellent And in thy splendid majesty In state do thou ride prosperously For meekness truth and righteousness And dreadful things thy strong right hand Shall do and reach thee by success 5 Thine arrows are sharp in the hearts Of the King's hateful enemies Whereby the people under thee Shall fall that do against thee rise 6 For ever and for ever Lord Abides thy Royal Throne of might The Scepter of thy Kingdom is A Scepter that is just and right 7 Thou lov'st the right and hatest ill Therefore thy God doth and still shall With Oyl of gladness thee anoint Even much above thy fellows all 8 Of Aloes Myrrh and Cassia A pleasant smell thy garments had Out of the Ivory palaces Whereby they greatly made thee glad 9 Among thy women honourable Kings daughters waiting were at hand And on thy right hand did the Queen In precious gold of Ophir stand 10 Hearken O daughter and advise To me