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. XCIII.
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The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | ||
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Psal. XCIII.
The Lord our God doth reigne on high,
Cloathed with Majesty.
He vested is with glorious light,
And girds Himselfe with might.
Cloathed with Majesty.
He vested is with glorious light,
And girds Himselfe with might.
The world created by His hand,
Established doth stand
So fast and firme upon its base,
It moves not from the place.
Established doth stand
So fast and firme upon its base,
It moves not from the place.
Yet far more stable, and more old,
Thy Throne (O Lord) shall hold.
Which, when earth's fabrick melts and wasts,
Like Thee, for ever lasts.
Thy Throne (O Lord) shall hold.
Which, when earth's fabrick melts and wasts,
Like Thee, for ever lasts.
The floods (O Lord!) lift up their voice,
In uproare, and in noyse,
The swelling waves up-lifted rise,
To band against the skies.
In uproare, and in noyse,
The swelling waves up-lifted rise,
To band against the skies.
Yet is the Lord more mighty far
Then those proud waters are:
And stronger then the Oceans wave,
Which winds enchafed have.
Then those proud waters are:
And stronger then the Oceans wave,
Which winds enchafed have.
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Thy Testimonies true and sure
Eternally endure.
And holynes becomes (O God!)
The house of Thine aboad.
Eternally endure.
And holynes becomes (O God!)
The house of Thine aboad.
The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | ||