A New Version of the Psalms of David Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore |
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 | A New Version of the Psalms of David |  |
O bless the Lord, to bless his Name
Still let my Heart be wholly set;
Bless Him, my Soul, his Praise proclaim,
Nor all his Benefits forget.
Who all thy Errors do's forgive,
Thy Sickness and thy Pains remove;
Bids thee, when near Destruction, live,
And crowns thee with his kindest Love.
Still let my Heart be wholly set;
Bless Him, my Soul, his Praise proclaim,
Nor all his Benefits forget.
Who all thy Errors do's forgive,
Thy Sickness and thy Pains remove;
Bids thee, when near Destruction, live,
And crowns thee with his kindest Love.
He fills thy Soul with Good, thy Youth,
Like that of Eagle's, He renews;
Judgment the Lord in Right and Truth
To all oppress'd and helpless shews.
He made his Ways to Moses known,
His mighty Acts to Israel's Seed;
He's slow to Wrath, to Mercy prone,
And ev'ry kind and gracious Deed.
Like that of Eagle's, He renews;
Judgment the Lord in Right and Truth
To all oppress'd and helpless shews.
He made his Ways to Moses known,
His mighty Acts to Israel's Seed;
He's slow to Wrath, to Mercy prone,
And ev'ry kind and gracious Deed.
He will not still in Wrath contend,
Nor chide, tho' Men from Justice swerve;
He oft forbears, when we offend,
And ne'er afflicts, as we deserve.
As high as Heav'n, th' Almighty's Seat,
Is rais'd above this Earthly Frame,
So is his loving Kindness great,
To all, who love and fear his Name.
Nor chide, tho' Men from Justice swerve;
He oft forbears, when we offend,
And ne'er afflicts, as we deserve.
As high as Heav'n, th' Almighty's Seat,
Is rais'd above this Earthly Frame,
So is his loving Kindness great,
To all, who love and fear his Name.
As far, as from the utmost West,
The Eastern Land at distance lies,
So far the Pity in his Breast
Removes our past Iniquities.
The Eastern Land at distance lies,
So far the Pity in his Breast
Removes our past Iniquities.
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Part II.
To Sons the Father Pity shows,
So God in Pity spares the Just;
For He, who our frail Nature knows,
Kindly remembers we are Dust.
Man's Days resemble Grass, he blooms,
As in the Fields the short-liv'd Flow'r,
Which blasted by the Wind consumes,
Nor shall its Place e'er know it more.
So God in Pity spares the Just;
For He, who our frail Nature knows,
Kindly remembers we are Dust.
Man's Days resemble Grass, he blooms,
As in the Fields the short-liv'd Flow'r,
Which blasted by the Wind consumes,
Nor shall its Place e'er know it more.
But Mercy shall to them, that fear
Th' Almighty's Name, for ever last;
To Him their Children's Children dear
Fruits of his Faithfulness shall taste.
Who ne'er his Covenant disown,
But always his Commands obey;
The Lord in Heav'n prepar'd his Throne,
And over all extends his Sway.
Th' Almighty's Name, for ever last;
To Him their Children's Children dear
Fruits of his Faithfulness shall taste.
Who ne'er his Covenant disown,
But always his Commands obey;
The Lord in Heav'n prepar'd his Throne,
And over all extends his Sway.
Ye Angels, who in Strength excell,
Extol your high eternal God,
Who in his Court Celestial dwell,
Still watchful to observe his Nod.
Ye Ministers of God most High,
Ye happy Hosts, ye Sons of Light,
Who to obey Him ready fly,
With Zeal th' Almighty's Praise recite.
Extol your high eternal God,
Who in his Court Celestial dwell,
Still watchful to observe his Nod.
Ye Ministers of God most High,
Ye happy Hosts, ye Sons of Light,
Who to obey Him ready fly,
With Zeal th' Almighty's Praise recite.
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| A New Version of the Psalms of David | |