A New Version of the Psalms of David Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore |
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Psalm XXII.
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 | A New Version of the Psalms of David |  |
Psalm XXII.
My God, my God, O why do'st thou
Let me forsaken ly?
Why no Relief to me allow,
Deaf to my roaring Cry?
Lord, tho' I call to Thee by Day,
Thou hear'st not my Request;
By Night I likewise earnest Pray,
And never silent rest.
Let me forsaken ly?
Why no Relief to me allow,
Deaf to my roaring Cry?
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Thou hear'st not my Request;
By Night I likewise earnest Pray,
And never silent rest.
But Thou, as Holy, art ador'd,
Tho' I no Pity raise,
O Thou, who art the rightful Lord
Of Israel's sacred Praise!
Our Fathers thy Protection crav'd,
And sure Deliv'rance gain'd;
To thee they cry'd and still were sav'd,
And not in Shame complain'd.
Tho' I no Pity raise,
O Thou, who art the rightful Lord
Of Israel's sacred Praise!
Our Fathers thy Protection crav'd,
And sure Deliv'rance gain'd;
To thee they cry'd and still were sav'd,
And not in Shame complain'd.
Part II.
God from the Womb has set me free,
My Hope ev'n from the Breast,
I at my Birth was cast on Thee,
Thou art my God and Rest.
O Lord, far from me do not stand,
When great Distress is near;
Lord, help, what other helping Hand
To save me can appear?
My Hope ev'n from the Breast,
I at my Birth was cast on Thee,
Thou art my God and Rest.
O Lord, far from me do not stand,
When great Distress is near;
Lord, help, what other helping Hand
To save me can appear?
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My Foes, like Bulls of Bashan, lye
Around me ev'ry Way;
On me with open Mouths they fly,
Like Lyons on their Prey.
Like Water spilt my Force is spent,
My Bones asunder go,
My Heart do's like soft Wax relent,
And midst my Bowels flow.
Around me ev'ry Way;
On me with open Mouths they fly,
Like Lyons on their Prey.
Like Water spilt my Force is spent,
My Bones asunder go,
My Heart do's like soft Wax relent,
And midst my Bowels flow.
As a dry'd Potsherd look on me,
Parch'd are my Tongue and Throat:
Lord, to the Dust of Death by Thee
Afflicted I am brought.
Dogs compass'd me, me Men perverse
Enclos'd, with threat'ning Bands;
Th' Assembly of th' Unjust did pierce,
In rage, my Feet and Hands.
Parch'd are my Tongue and Throat:
Lord, to the Dust of Death by Thee
Afflicted I am brought.
Dogs compass'd me, me Men perverse
Enclos'd, with threat'ning Bands;
Th' Assembly of th' Unjust did pierce,
In rage, my Feet and Hands.
Part III.
Keep not at Distance from me, Lord,
To help me do not fail;
Protect my Darling from the Sword,
Nor let the Dog prevail.
O from the rav'ning Lyon fear'd
Let me Salvation see,
And from the Unicorn: I'm heard,
Thou wilt deliver me.
To help me do not fail;
Protect my Darling from the Sword,
Nor let the Dog prevail.
O from the rav'ning Lyon fear'd
Let me Salvation see,
And from the Unicorn: I'm heard,
Thou wilt deliver me.
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Then to my Brethren I'll relate
Thy Deeds of high Renown,
And in the Congregation wait
Thy Name with Praise to crown.
All you, to whom our God is dear,
His Praise aloud proclaim;
Ye chosen Seed of Jacob fear,
And glorify his Name.
Thy Deeds of high Renown,
And in the Congregation wait
Thy Name with Praise to crown.
All you, to whom our God is dear,
His Praise aloud proclaim;
Ye chosen Seed of Jacob fear,
And glorify his Name.
Part IV.
The Meek shall eat till satisfy'd,
His Servants God shall Praise;
Comfort shall in your Heart abide,
And Joy to endless Days.
On all the Nations Light shall rise,
They'll turn to Thee, O Lord;
By all the Heathen Families
Our God shall be ador'd.
His Servants God shall Praise;
Comfort shall in your Heart abide,
And Joy to endless Days.
On all the Nations Light shall rise,
They'll turn to Thee, O Lord;
By all the Heathen Families
Our God shall be ador'd.
For to the Lord of boundless Might
The Kingdom appertains;
And He, by uncontested Right,
Among the Heathen reigns.
The Rich shall eat and bow down low,
And they shall Worship give,
Who to the Dust afflicted go,
By him their Souls shall live.
The Kingdom appertains;
And He, by uncontested Right,
Among the Heathen reigns.
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And they shall Worship give,
Who to the Dust afflicted go,
By him their Souls shall live.
| A New Version of the Psalms of David | |