5 The riches of thy mercy, Lord, conviba Do thou to us extend; Since we for all we want or wish On thee alone depend. ENG T PSALM 33. OLD VERSION. 1 YE righteous, in the Lord rejoice; That upright men with thankful voice 2 Praise ye the Lord with harp, and sing With ten-string'd instruments sounding, 3 Sing to the Lord a song most new, 4 4 Both judgment, equity, and right, And with his gifts he doth delight PSALM 34. 1 THRO' all the changing scenes of life, The praises of my God shall still 2 The hosts of God encamp around 2 For thee, my God, the living God, O! when shall I behold thy face, 3 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? Trust God, and he'll employ His aid for thee, and change these sighs 4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul? PSALM 43. 1 LET me with light and truth be blest, Be these my guides, and lead the way Till on thy holy hill I rest, And in thy sacred temple pray. 2 Then will I there fresh altars raise To God, who is my only joy; And well-tun'd harps, with songs of praise, Shall all my grateful hours employ. 3 Why then cast down, my soul? and why So much opprest with anxious care? On God, thy God, for aid rely, Who will thy ruin'd state repair. 4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost, The God whom earth and heav'n adore, Be glory; as it was of old, Is now, and shall be evermore. PSALM 43. OLD VERSION. 10 Lord, send out thy light and truth, And lead me with thy grace, Which may conduct me to thy hill, go, 2 Then shall I to thy altar 3 By him I have deliverance 4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost, As was, and is, and shall be still 1 AW PSALM 44. WAKE, arise; let seeming sleep Nor let us, Lord, who sue to thee, 2 O wherefore hidest thou thy face, Whose souls and bodies sink to earth, 3 Arise, O Lord, and timely haste 4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost, PSALM 46. 1 GOD is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press, In him undaunted we'll confide: Tho' earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost, Torn piece-meal by the roaring tide. 2 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our Lord shall fill, The royal seat of God most high: God dwells in Sion, whose fair tow'rs Shall mock th' assaults of earthly pow'rs, While his Almighty aid is nigh. 3 Come see the wonders he hath wrought, On earth what desolation brought; How he has calm'd the jarring world: He broke the warlike spear and bow; With them the thund'ring chariots too Into devouring flames were hurl'd. 4 Submit to God's almighty sway, For him the heathen shall obey, And earth her sov'reign Lord confess : The God of hosts conducts our arms, Our tow'r of refuge in alarms, As to our fathers in distress. PSALM 47. 10 All ye people clap your hands, No force the mighty power withstands, 2 God is gone up, our Lord and King, With shouts of joy and trumpet's sound; To him repeated praises sing, And let the cheerful song go round. 3 Your utmost skill in praise be shown, For him, who all the world commands; Who sits upon his righteous throne, And spreads his sway o'er heathen lands. 4 To Father, Son, and Holy-Ghost, The God whom earth and heav'n adore, Be glory; as it was of old, 1 Is now, and shall be evermore. YE PSALM 47. OLD VERSION. |