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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Psal. LXV.
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 | The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter |  |
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Psal. LXV.
Thy praise (O God!) in Sion flowes,
Where we performe our vowes.
O Thou that hear'st our prayers summe,
To Thee all flesh shall come.
Where we performe our vowes.
O Thou that hear'st our prayers summe,
To Thee all flesh shall come.
My misdeeds (Lord) 'gainst me prevaile;
Thy mercies though nere faile:
Who our transgressions from thy sight
Remov'st, and purgest quite.
Thy mercies though nere faile:
Who our transgressions from thy sight
Remov'st, and purgest quite.
Blest is the man Thou do'st admit
Within Thy Courts to sit:
For with Thy Temples beauty he
Shall satisfied be.
Within Thy Courts to sit:
For with Thy Temples beauty he
Shall satisfied be.
O God of our salvation! Thou
Wilt dreadfull wonders show!
Thou hope of all earth's bounds containe,
Or far dilated Maine.
Wilt dreadfull wonders show!
Thou hope of all earth's bounds containe,
Or far dilated Maine.
Whose strength the mountaines setteth fast,
On their foundation plac't:
Who doth the roaring Seas asswage,
And still the People's rage.
On their foundation plac't:
Who doth the roaring Seas asswage,
And still the People's rage.
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They, in earth's utmost parts that dwell,
Thy fearfull tokens tell:
Thou mak'st th' outgoings of the morne,
And nights thy praise adorne.
Thy fearfull tokens tell:
Thou mak'st th' outgoings of the morne,
And nights thy praise adorne.
Thou waterest the earth with raine,
Then giv'st hir store of graine.
Such plenty Gods full river yields
T' enrich the thirsty fields.
Then giv'st hir store of graine.
Such plenty Gods full river yields
T' enrich the thirsty fields.
The setled furrowes, soft with showres,
Take in Thy blessings stores.
Thou do'st the year with goodnes crowne
Thy clouds drop fatnesse downe.
Take in Thy blessings stores.
Thou do'st the year with goodnes crowne
Thy clouds drop fatnesse downe.
The barren deserts shall abound;
The hills with joy resound;
The flocks be full, the pastures spring,
With corne the vallies sing.
The hills with joy resound;
The flocks be full, the pastures spring,
With corne the vallies sing.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |