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The Book of Psalms in English Metre

The Newest Version Fitted to the Common Tunes. By Charles Darby

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 I. 
 II. 
 III. 
 IV. 
 V. 
 VI. 
 VII. 
 VIII. 
 IX. 
 X. 
 XI. 
 XII. 
 XIII. 
 XIV. 
 XV. 
 XVI. 
 XVII. 
 XVIII. 
 XIX. 
 XX. 
 XXI. 
 XXII. 
 XXIII. 
 XXIV. 
 XXV. 
 XXVI. 
 XXVII. 
 XXVIII. 
 XXIX. 
 XXX. 
 XXXI. 
 XXXII. 
 XXXIII. 
 XXXIV. 
 XXXV. 
 XXXVI. 
 XXXVII. 
 XXXVIII. 
 XXXIX. 
 XL. 
Psalm XL.
 XLI. 
 XLII. 
 XLIII. 
 XLIV. 
 XLV. 
 XLVI. 
 XLVII. 
 XLVIII. 
 XLIX. 
 L. 
 LI. 
 LII. 
 LIII. 
 LIV. 
 LV. 
 LVI. 
 LVII. 
 LVIII. 
 LIX. 
 LX. 
 LXI. 
 LXII. 
 LXIII. 
 LXIV. 
 LXV. 
 LXVI. 
 LXVII. 
 LXVIII. 
 LXIX. 
 LXX. 
 LXXI. 
 LXXII. 
 LXXIII. 
 LXXIV. 
 LXXV. 
 LXXVI. 
 LXXVII. 
 LXXVIII. 
 LXXIX. 
 LXXX. 
 LXXXI. 
 LXXXII. 
 LXXXIII. 
 LXXXIV. 
 LXXXV. 
 LXXXVI. 
 LXXXVII. 
 LXXXVIII. 
 LXXXIX. 
 XC. 
 XCI. 
 XCII. 
 XCIII. 
 XCIV. 
 XCV. 
 XCVI. 
 XCVII. 
 XCVIII. 
 XCIX. 
 C. 
 CI. 
 CII. 
 CIII. 
 CIV. 
 CV. 
 CVI. 
 CVII. 
 CVIII. 
 CIX. 
 CX. 
 CXI. 
 CXII. 
 CXIII. 
 CXIV. 
 CXV. 
 CXVI. 
 CXVII. 
 CXVIII. 
 CXIX. 
 CXX. 
 CXXI. 
 CXXII. 
 CXXIII. 
 CXXIV. 
 CXXV. 
 CXXVI. 
 CXXVII. 
 CXXVIII. 
 CXXIX. 
 CXXX. 
 CXXXI. 
 CXXXII. 
 CXXXIII. 
 CXXXIV. 
 CXXXV. 
 CXXXVI. 
 CXXXVII. 
 CXXXVIII. 
 CXXXIX. 
 CXL. 
 CLXI. 
 CXLII. 
 CXLIII. 
 CXLIV. 
 CXLV. 
 CXLVI. 
 CXLVII. 
 CXLVIII. 
 CXLIX. 
 CL. 
  

Psalm XL.

1

I sought thee Lord from time to time,
And waited patiently:
At last to me he did incline,
And listned to my cry.

2

He rais'd me from an horrid pit,
From deep and miry clay:

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And set my feet upon a rock,
In firm and steddy way.

3

He put new songs into my mouth,
Of praise to God most high:
That many may observe and fear,
And on the Lord rely.

4

O blessed is that man indeed,
Whose trust is in the Lord:
But haughty men respecteth not,
Nor lyars doth regard.

5

How many are thy wonders, Lord,
Which thou for us hast wrought:
Thy glorious mercies and designs,
Surpass our very thought.

6

When sacrifice and offerings,
Our sins could not remove;
Thou didst prepare a sacrifice,
The Lord from heaven above.

7

In manner of a servant mean,
Or one whose ears are bor'd,
He came and said, lo here I am,
To do thy will, O Lord.

8

Thy law is all within my heart,
And it perform I will,
And what thy book foretold of me,
Entirely will fulfil.

9

These wonders of thy mercy, Lord,
To preach [illeg.] did not spare:
Nor in the congregations great,
Thy promise to declare.

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10

Now think upon me, O my God,
And save me as before:
And let thy mercy and thy truth,
Preserve me evermore.

11

My sins surround, and seize me so,
To look to heaven I dread:
My heart doth fail; for they are more
Than hairs upon my head.

12

O save and help me then with speed,
And bring them all to nought,
Whose cruel and malicious hearts,
Have my destruction sought.

13

Let ruine be the scorners lot;
But such as seek thy face,
Let them forever praise thy name,
And magnifie thy grace.

14

My comfort is, thou think'st on me,
When I am poor and low:
Then in my trouble, O my God,
To help me be not slow.