A New Version of the Psalms of David Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore |
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A New Version of the Psalms of David | ||
Psalm XCV.
O come, our Voices let us raise,
And sing unto the Lord;
Let us the Rock with Shouting praise
Which Safety do's afford.
Before Him let us thankful stand,
And Psalms triumphant sing;
God is a God of great Command,
Above all Gods a King.
And sing unto the Lord;
Let us the Rock with Shouting praise
Which Safety do's afford.
Before Him let us thankful stand,
And Psalms triumphant sing;
God is a God of great Command,
Above all Gods a King.
The Earth's deep Caves are in his Hand,
His is the Mountain's Height;
The Sea is his, and his the Land,
He form'd them by his Might.
O, come in deep Submission ly,
And bow before Him low;
Worship and kneel to God most high,
To whom we Being owe.
His is the Mountain's Height;
The Sea is his, and his the Land,
He form'd them by his Might.
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And bow before Him low;
Worship and kneel to God most high,
To whom we Being owe.
For He's our God, we Him obey,
The People of his Choice,
The Sheep his Pastures feed, to Day
If you will hear his Voice;
Then grow not hard, as in the Time
Of Strife at Meribah,
When Israel prov'd me by their Crime,
While they my Wonders saw.
The People of his Choice,
The Sheep his Pastures feed, to Day
If you will hear his Voice;
Then grow not hard, as in the Time
Of Strife at Meribah,
When Israel prov'd me by their Crime,
While they my Wonders saw.
A New Version of the Psalms of David | ||