A New Version of the Psalms of David Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore |
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Psalm LIX.
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 | A New Version of the Psalms of David |  |
Psalm LIX.
Save me, my God, from cruel Foes,
Who arm'd against me fight;
And rescue me with speed from those,
Who take in Blood Delight.
Lord, for my Soul they lie in wait,
The Great against me joyn,
Mov'd by their own invet'rate Hate,
And no Offence of mine.
Who arm'd against me fight;
And rescue me with speed from those,
Who take in Blood Delight.
Lord, for my Soul they lie in wait,
The Great against me joyn,
Mov'd by their own invet'rate Hate,
And no Offence of mine.
Without my Fault they run with Speed,
And Preparations make,
How they against me may succeed;
To help me, Lord, awake.
Wake, Lord, the God of Israel's Race,
The heathen Pow'rs suppress;
To those no Favour show, nor Grace,
Who wickedly transgress.
And Preparations make,
How they against me may succeed;
To help me, Lord, awake.
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The heathen Pow'rs suppress;
To those no Favour show, nor Grace,
Who wickedly transgress.
When they have hunted me by Day,
They come at Evening home;
Like clam'rous Dogs, they seek their Prey,
And thro' the City roam.
They pour forth Floods of hurtful Words,
Nor do they Vengeance fear;
And while their Tongues are cutting Swords,
They cry can any hear?
They come at Evening home;
Like clam'rous Dogs, they seek their Prey,
And thro' the City roam.
They pour forth Floods of hurtful Words,
Nor do they Vengeance fear;
And while their Tongues are cutting Swords,
They cry can any hear?
Part II.
Because my Foe is strong, on Thee
I wait and crave Support;
For Thou O God, art still to me
A Refuge and a Fort.
My gracious God shall me prevent,
From whom my Mercies flow
And let me see my Heart's Content
Accomplish'd on my Foe.
I wait and crave Support;
For Thou O God, art still to me
A Refuge and a Fort.
My gracious God shall me prevent,
From whom my Mercies flow
And let me see my Heart's Content
Accomplish'd on my Foe.
O Lord, our Shield, the Foe disperse,
But not at once remove,
That we may oft thy Praise reherse,
And not forget thy Love.
For their vile Words and Calumnies,
Afflict them in their Pride;
Avenge their Curses and their Lies,
Which Me and Heav'n defy'd.
But not at once remove,
That we may oft thy Praise reherse,
And not forget thy Love.
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Afflict them in their Pride;
Avenge their Curses and their Lies,
Which Me and Heav'n defy'd.
Consume them, Lord, with Plagues and Pains
And let them cease to Be,
Then all, that Jacob's Sov'raign reigns,
Through all the Earth, will see.
When they have wander'd all the Day,
Let them at Eve return,
Like Dogs about the City stray,
And famish'd howl and mourn.
And let them cease to Be,
Then all, that Jacob's Sov'raign reigns,
Through all the Earth, will see.
When they have wander'd all the Day,
Let them at Eve return,
Like Dogs about the City stray,
And famish'd howl and mourn.
Let them, I say, in quest of Meat
Abroad thro' Hunger roam,
And finding no Supplies to eat,
Come discontented home.
But I thy Pow'r and Love will sing,
When Morn its Light displays,
For Thou did'st timely Succour bring,
In black and stormy Days.
Abroad thro' Hunger roam,
And finding no Supplies to eat,
Come discontented home.
But I thy Pow'r and Love will sing,
When Morn its Light displays,
For Thou did'st timely Succour bring,
In black and stormy Days.
| A New Version of the Psalms of David | |