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The earth's foundations all are moved,
6 I said that ye were gods, yea all
7 But ye shall die like men, and fall
As other princes die.
8 Rise, God; 7 judge thou the earth in might;
This wicked earth redress;
For thou art he who shalt by right
The nations all possess.
I BE not thou silent now at length;
2 For lo! thy furious foes now 1swell,
And they that hate thee, proud and fell,
3 Against thy people they 2 contrive
3 Their plots and counsels deep;
4 Them to ensnare they chiefly strive
That Israel's name for ever may
Be lost in memory."
5 For they consult with all their might,
And all as one in mind
Themselves against thee they unite,
And in firm union bind.
5 The tents of Edom, and the brood Of scornful Ishmael.
7 Neoth Elohim bears both.
8 They seek thy name: Heb.
Moab, with them of Hagar's blood,
7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire,
The Philistines, and they of Tyre,
All these have lent their armed hands
To aid the sons of Lot.
9 Do to them as to Midian bold,
To Sisera, and as is told
When at the brook of Kishon old
IO At Endor quite cut off, and rolled
II As Zeb and Oreb evil sped,
12 For they amidst their pride have said,
'By right now shall we seize
God's houses, and will now invade
7 Their stately palaces."
13 My God, oh make them as a wheel;
Giddy and restless let them reel,
Like stubble from the wind.
14 As, when an aged wood takes fire
The greedy flame runs higher and higher,
15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue,
And with thy tempest chase;
16 8 And till they yield thee honour due,
17 Ashamed and troubled let them be,
Ever confounded, and so die
With shame, and scape it never.
18 Then shall they know that thou, whose name
Art the Most High, and thou the same
O'er all the earth art One.
↑ How lovely are thy dwellings fair! O Lord of Hosts, how dear
The pleasant tabernacles are
Where thou dost dwell so near!
O living God, for thee.
3 There even the sparrow, freed from wrong,
Hath found a house of rest;
The swallow there, to lay her young,
Hath built her brooding nest;
Even by thy altars, Lord of Hosts,
They find their safe abode;
And home they fly from round the coasts
4 Happy who in thy house reside,
Where thee they ever praise!
5 Happy whose strength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways!
6 They pass through Baca's thirsty vale,
As through a fruitful watery dale
7 They journey on from strength to strength
Till all before our God at length
In Sion do appear.
8 Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer,
O Jacob's God, give ear:
9 Thou, God, our shield, look on the face Of thy anointed dear.
10 For one day in thy courts to be
Is better and more blest
Than in the joys of vanity
Than dwell in tents and rich abode
With sin for evermore.
II For God, the Lord, both sun and shield,
No good from them shall be withheld
Whose ways are just and right.
12 Lord God of Hosts that reign'st on high,
Who only on thee doth rely,
burning heat of
I THY land to favour graciously
2 The iniquity thou didst forgive
3 Thine anger all thou hadst removed,
From thy fierce wrath, which we had proved
4 God of our saving health and peace,
Thine indignation cause to cease
5 Wilt thou be angry without end,
Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend
2 Heb. Turn 6 Wilt thou not turn and hear our voice,
to quicken us.
And thus again 2 revive,
That so thy people may rejoice,
7 Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord;
Thy saving health to us afford,
And life in us renew.
8 And now what God the Lord will speak
I will go straight and hear,
For to his people he speaks peace,
And to his saints full dear;
To his dear saints he will speak peace;
But let them never more
Return to folly, but surcease
9 Surely to such as do him fear
Salvation is at hand,
And glory shall ere long appear
To dwell within our land.
10 Mercy and Truth, that long were missed,
Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kissed,
II Truth from the earth like to a flower
Shall bud and blossom then;
And Justice from her heavenly bower
12 The Lord will also then bestow
Our land shall forth in plenty throw
13 Before him Righteousness shall go,
Then 3 will he come, and not be slow;
3 Heb.: will set his steps to the way.
I THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline;
For I am poor, and almost pine
2 Preserve my soul; for I have trod
3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee
I call; 4 Oh make rejoice
Thy servant's soul! for, Lord, to thee
1 Heb.: I am good, loving, a doer of good & holy things.
5 For thou art good; thou, Lord, art prone
Art full of mercy, thou alone,
7 I in the day of my distress
Will call on thee for aid;
8 Like thee among the gods is none,