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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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Praise waits for thee in Sion, Lord,
And we our vows will pay:
All flesh on earth shall come to thee,
Who hearest them that pray.

Our Sins, O God, we must confess,
Have too prevailing been:
But let them all be wash'd away,
And never more be seen.

O blest is he, whom thou dost choose
Within thy Courts to dwell:
For with the goodness of thy house
He shall be filled well.

Thy dreadful judgments we have seen,
And wonders of thy hand;
O Saviour, who art the hope
Of all by Sea and land.

Who by his power has fixed fast
The hills and mountains strong:
Who stills the raging of the Waves,
And tumults of the throng.

The utmost parts of all the earth
With joy thy wonders see:
And all the world from East to West
Rejoice and Sing to thee.

Thou visitest the thirsty earth,
From heaven thy waters flow:
Such preparation thou hast made
To make the Corn to grow.

Her ridges thou dost water well,
And furrows fill with rain:
Thy showers mollify the clods,
And make it spring amain.

With goodness thou hast crown'd the year,
Thy clouds much fatness yield:

The pastures and the hills rejoice
In wilderness and field.

With flocks the pastures clothed are,
With corn the vales below:
They shout for joy, and sing to thee,
From whom these blessings flow.