Thy saving health to us afford, And life in us renew. 8 And now what God the Lord will speak For to his people he speaks peace, To his dear saints he will speak peace; 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 Whatever thing is good; Our land shall forth in plenty throw 13 Before him Righteousness shall go, Then 1 will he come, and not be slow; 39 40 50 PSALM LXXXVI I THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline; 2 Preserve my soul; for 2 I have trod Heb. Heb. Thy ways, and love the just: He will set his steps to the way. I am good, loving, a doer of good and holy things. Save thou thy servant, O my God, Who still in thee doth trust. 3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee Thy servant's soul! for, Lord, to thee 5 For thou art good; thou, Lord, art prone Art full of mercy, thou alone, none, 8 Like thee among the gods is 9 The nations all whom thou hast made To bow them low before thee, Lord, 10 For great thou art, and wonders great Thou in thy everlasting seat Remainest God alone. II Teach me, O Lord, thy way most right; I in thy truth will bide; To fear thy name my heart unite; So shall it never slide. 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, Thee honour and adore With my whole heart, and blaze abroad Thy name for evermore. 13 For great thy mercy is toward me, And thou hast freed my soul, Ev'n from the lowest hell set free, From deepest darkness foul. 10 20 30 40 14 O God, the proud against me rise, And violent men are met To seek my life, and in their eyes No fear of thee have set. 15 But thou, Lord, art the God most mild, Readiest thy grace to show, Slow to be angry, and art styled Most merciful, most true. 16 Oh turn to me thy face at length, And me have mercy on; Unto thy servant give thy strength, 17 Some sign of good to me afford, And be ashamed, because thou, Lord, 50 60 PSALM LXXXVII I AMONG the holy mountains high 2 Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more Of Jacob's land, though there be store. 3 City of God, most glorious things I mention Egypt, where proud kings 4 I mention Babel to my friends, And Tyre, with Ethiop's utmost ends : 5 But twice that praise shall in our ear This and this man was born in her; High God shall fix her fast. 6 The lord shall write it in a scroll, That ne'er shall be out-worn, ΤΟ 20 When he the nations doth enroll, 7 Both they who sing and they who dance In thee fresh brooks and soft streams glance, PSALM LXXXVIII I LORD GOD, thou dost me save and keep, And all night long before thee weep, 2 Into thy presence let my prayer, And to my cries, that ceaseless are, Thine ear with favour bend. 3 For, cloyed with woes and trouble store, My life, at death's uncheerful door, 4 Reckoned I am with them that' I am a 1 man but weak, alas! And for that name unfit, pass 5 From life discharged and parted quite And like the slain in bloody fight Them, from thy hand delivered o'er, Where thickest darkness hovers round, 7 Thy wrath, from which no shelter saves, Heb.: A man without manly strength. 330 20 ΤΟ 40 50 1 Thou break'st upon me all thy waves, 8 Thou dost my friends from me estrange, Me to them odious, for they change, 9 Through sorrow and affliction great 10 Wilt thou do wonders on the dead? And praise thee from their loathsome bed 11 Shall they thy loving-kindness tell 12 In darkness can thy mighty hand Of dark oblivion? 13 But I to thee, O Lord, do cry And up to thee my prayer doth hie 14 Why wilt thou, Lord, my soul forsake And hide thy face from me, 15 That am already bruised, and 2 shake With terror sent from thee; Bruised and afflicted, and so low While I thy terrors undergo, Astonished with thine ire? 16 Thy fierce wrath over me doth flow; Thy threatenings cut me through: 17 All day they round about me go; Like waves they me pursue. 18 Lover and friend thou hast removed, They fly me now whom I have loved, 1 The Hebrew bears both. Heb.: Prae concussione. 60 70 |