A New Version of the Psalms of David Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore |
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Psalm XC.
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Psalm XC.
An Habitation Thou hast been
To us, Jehovah blest,
Thro' Generations past our Screen,
And Shelter, when distrest.
'Ere the high Hills rose at thy Nod,
And Earth began to Be,
Thou from Eternity art God,
And to Eternity.
To us, Jehovah blest,
Thro' Generations past our Screen,
And Shelter, when distrest.
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And Earth began to Be,
Thou from Eternity art God,
And to Eternity.
Thou to Destruction turn'st apace
The Sons of mortal Men,
And then Thou say'st, ye Adam's Race,
Turn now to Dust agen.
A Circle of a thousand Years
Is nothing in thy Sight,
As Yesterday, it disappears,
Or as a Watch by Night.
The Sons of mortal Men,
And then Thou say'st, ye Adam's Race,
Turn now to Dust agen.
A Circle of a thousand Years
Is nothing in thy Sight,
As Yesterday, it disappears,
Or as a Watch by Night.
Thou do'st, as with a Torrent, sweep
And carry them away;
They are as Dreams, when Mortals sleep,
Which are dissolv'd by Day.
Man, as the Offspring of the Mead,
At Morn do's blooming rise;
At Eve he hangs his fading Head,
Or cut down, with'ring lies.
And carry them away;
They are as Dreams, when Mortals sleep,
Which are dissolv'd by Day.
Man, as the Offspring of the Mead,
At Morn do's blooming rise;
At Eve he hangs his fading Head,
Or cut down, with'ring lies.
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Part II.
Our Days are Threescore Years and Ten,
If Strength shall Fourscore give;
That Strength is Toil and Grief, and then
Cut down, we cease to live.
Who of thy Anger's mighty Pow'r
Can form Conceptions true?
Thou, as Men fear Thee less or more,
Wrath more or less dost shew.
If Strength shall Fourscore give;
That Strength is Toil and Grief, and then
Cut down, we cease to live.
Who of thy Anger's mighty Pow'r
Can form Conceptions true?
Thou, as Men fear Thee less or more,
Wrath more or less dost shew.
Teach us to count our Days, that we,
To Wisdom may assent;
To us return, Lord, speedily,
Concerning us repent.
Our Souls with Mercy satisfie,
That we may still be glad,
And let our Years of Pleasure vie
With all our dark and sad.
To Wisdom may assent;
To us return, Lord, speedily,
Concerning us repent.
Our Souls with Mercy satisfie,
That we may still be glad,
And let our Years of Pleasure vie
With all our dark and sad.
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