2, 3 Let harps, and psalteries, and lutes And new-made songs of loud applause 4,5 For faithful is the word of God, Heav'n's glorious arch was rear'd, 7 The swelling floods, together roll'd, And lays, as in a storehouse safe, 8, 9 Let earth and all that dwell therein For when he spake the word 'twas made, 10 He, when the heathen closely plot, His wisdom ineffectual makes 11 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees The Second Part. 12 How happy then are they, to whom Whom he from all the world besides 13, 14, 15 He all the nations of the earth From heav'n, his throne, survey'd ; He saw their works, and view'd their thoughts, 16, 17 No king is safe by num'rous hosts, IS, 19 'Tis God, who those that trust in him He frees their soul from death, their want 20, 21 Our soul on God with patience waits, Then, Lord, let still our hearts rejoice, 22 The riches of thy mercy, Lord, Since we for all we want or wish PSALM XXXIV 1 THROUGH all the changing scenes of life, In trouble and in joy, The praises of my God shall still My heart and tongue employ. ? Of his deliv'rance I will boast, Till all that are distrest, From my example comfort take, And charm their griefs to rest. 30 magnify the Lord with me, With me exalt his Name; 4 When in distress to him I call'd, He to my rescue came.. 5 Their drooping hearts were soon refresh'd, Who look'd to him for aid; Desir'd success in ev'ry face SO make but trial of his love, How bless'd are they, and only they, 9 Fear him, ye saints, and you will then 10 While hungry lions lack their prey, The Second Part. 11 Approach, ye piously dispos'd, 12 Let him, who length of life desires, And prosp'rous days would see, 13 From sland'ring language keep his tongue, His lips from falsehood free. 14 The crooked paths of vice decline, Establish peace where 'tis begun, 15 The Lord from heaven beholds the just And, when distress'd, his gracious ear 16 But turns his wrathful look on those, To cut them off, and from the earth 17 Deliv'rance to his saints he gives, 18 He's nigh to heal the broken heart, And contrite spirit save. 19 The wicked oft, but still in vain, Against the just conspire; 20 For under their affliction's weight He keeps their bones entire. 21 The wicked from their wicked arts Whilst righteous men, whom they detest, 22 For God preserves the souls of those 1 His blessings shall descend. PSALM XXXV. AGAINST all those that strive with me, With such as war unjustly wage Do thou my battles fight. 2 Thy buckler take, and bind thy shield Upon thy warlike arm; Stand up, my God, in my defence, And keep me safe from harm. 3 Bring forth thy spear, and stop their course, That haste my blood to spill; Say to my soul, I am thy health, "And will preserve thee still." 4 Let them with shame be cover'd o'er, And such as did my harm devise 5 Then shall they fly, dispers'd like chaff God's vengeful minister of wrath 6 And when through dark and slipp'ry ways 9 Whilst my glad soul shall God's great Name 10 My very bones shall say, O Lord, Who sett'st the poor and helpless man The Second Part. 11 False witnesses, with forg'd complaints, And to my charge such things they laid 12 The good which I to them had done, And did, by malice undeserv'd, 13 But as for me, when they were sick, I pray'd and fasted, and my pray'r 14 Had they my friends or brethren been, Nor with more decent signs of grief 15 How diff'rent did their carriage prove When they, in crowds together met, The rabble too, in num'rous throngs, And ceas'd not, with reviling words, 16 Scoffers, that noble tables haunt, Did gnash their teeth, and sland'ring jests 17 But, Lord, how long wilt thou look on? On my behalf appear: And save my guiltless soul, which they, The Third Part. 18 So I, before the list'ning world, 19 Lord, suffer not my causeless foes, With open joy, or secret signs, 20 For they, with hearts averse from peace, Industriously devise Against the men of quiet minds 21 Nor with these private arts content, And say, "At last we found him out, 22 But thou, who dost both them and me 23 Stir up thyself, in my behalf Thy righteous servant's cause, O God, 24 Lord, as my heart has upright been, Nor let my cruel foes obtain 25 O let them not amongst themselves "At length our wishes are complete, 26 Let such as in my harm rejoic'd 27 Whilst they with cheerful voices shout, Who my just cause befriend; And bless the Lord, who loves to make 28 So shall my tongue thy judgments sing, Inspir'd with grateful joy; And cheerful hymns in praise of thee |