A New Version of the Psalms of David Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore |
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Psalm XCIV.
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 | A New Version of the Psalms of David |  |
Psalm XCIV.
Lord God of Vengeance shew the Might,
With which Thou art endow'd;
Rise of the Earth thou Judge upright,
And recompence the Proud.
How long, how long shall at our Cost,
The Wicked shout for Joy?
How long shall evil Workers boast,
And haughty Speech employ?
With which Thou art endow'd;
Rise of the Earth thou Judge upright,
And recompence the Proud.
How long, how long shall at our Cost,
The Wicked shout for Joy?
How long shall evil Workers boast,
And haughty Speech employ?
In Ruin these thy People lay,
Thy Heritage oppress;
The Widow and the Stranger slay,
And kill the Fatherless.
And yet among themselves they cry,
Grown insolent and bold,
The Lord our Deeds shall not espy,
Nor Jacob's God behold.
Thy Heritage oppress;
The Widow and the Stranger slay,
And kill the Fatherless.
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Grown insolent and bold,
The Lord our Deeds shall not espy,
Nor Jacob's God behold.
Ye brutish Men, Instruction hear,
Will Fools ne'er wiser be?
He that contriv'd the Eye and Ear,
Shall he not hear and see?
Can't he for you Correction find,
Who makes the Heathen smart?
It is ev'n He, who to the Mind
Its Knowledge do's impart.
Will Fools ne'er wiser be?
He that contriv'd the Eye and Ear,
Shall he not hear and see?
Can't he for you Correction find,
Who makes the Heathen smart?
It is ev'n He, who to the Mind
Its Knowledge do's impart.
Part II.
God will not cast us off with Scorn,
Nor will his Portion slight;
But equal Judgment shall return
Approv'd by Men upright.
What Pow'r will rise, who'll for me stand,
And from the Wicked save?
Without th' Almighty's helping Hand
My Lot had been the Grave.
Nor will his Portion slight;
But equal Judgment shall return
Approv'd by Men upright.
What Pow'r will rise, who'll for me stand,
And from the Wicked save?
Without th' Almighty's helping Hand
My Lot had been the Grave.
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When I was near to Ruin brought
Thou sav'd'st me by thy Might,
And when perplex'd with anxious Thought
Thy Comforts me delight:
Shall Pow'rs and Thrones of impious Name
Have Fellowship with Thee,
Who by a Statute Mischief frame,
And Wickedness decree?
Thou sav'd'st me by thy Might,
And when perplex'd with anxious Thought
Thy Comforts me delight:
Shall Pow'rs and Thrones of impious Name
Have Fellowship with Thee,
Who by a Statute Mischief frame,
And Wickedness decree?
| A New Version of the Psalms of David | |