The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter To be Sung after the Old Tunes used in the Churches [by Henry King] |
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The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | ||
Psal. LX.
Lord! Thou hast scatter'd us abroad,
We have strange countries troad;
O turne, and let our wand'ring feet
In our own dwellings meet.
We have strange countries troad;
O turne, and let our wand'ring feet
In our own dwellings meet.
The trembling earth is rent by warrs,
And broke in factious jarrs:
Heale Thou the breach Thy fury makes,
For our foundation shakes.
And broke in factious jarrs:
Heale Thou the breach Thy fury makes,
For our foundation shakes.
With cares Thou hast Thy people fed,
And to amazement led.
Thou minglest Thy Revenges cup,
And we have drunk it up.
And to amazement led.
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And we have drunk it up.
Yet thou thy banner hast display'd,
To gather those that stray'd.
Thy truth and wonted pity shall
Our banishment recall.
To gather those that stray'd.
Thy truth and wonted pity shall
Our banishment recall.
That therefore Thy belov'd may be
From all invasion free,
Thy right hand for their safety reare,
And their petitions heare.
From all invasion free,
Thy right hand for their safety reare,
And their petitions heare.
God by his Truth did oft professe,
He would his servants blesse.
I will divide faire Shechem's soile,
And Suecoth's valley spoile.
He would his servants blesse.
I will divide faire Shechem's soile,
And Suecoth's valley spoile.
Manasseh, Gilead, both are mine;
In war shall Ephraim shine.
But Iudahs Scepter all must awe,
And give my people Law.
In war shall Ephraim shine.
But Iudahs Scepter all must awe,
And give my people Law.
Moab shall be a dunghill grow'n;
Proud Edom overthrow'n:
Philistia's boasted triumphs shall
Be buried in hir fall.
Proud Edom overthrow'n:
Philistia's boasted triumphs shall
Be buried in hir fall.
Who me will to the City lead,
Fierce Edoms strength, and head?
That I may break hir fensed gate,
And trample on hir state.
Fierce Edoms strength, and head?
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And trample on hir state.
O Thou my God who cast'dst us off,
And mad'st our force their scoffe,
Wilt not Thou with our armies go,
To quell th' insulting foe?
And mad'st our force their scoffe,
Wilt not Thou with our armies go,
To quell th' insulting foe?
From trouble save us once againe:
For help of man is vaine.
Through God we shall in battail rise,
And foyle our enemies.
For help of man is vaine.
Through God we shall in battail rise,
And foyle our enemies.
The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | ||