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 | ||
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Psalm XXIV.
The Earth, and what the Earth contains,
Lord, thy Possessions are;
The World, which thy Right-Hand sustains,
Is Thine, and all Things there.
For He, by his Almighty Hand,
Did found it on the Seas;
He o'er the Floods has rais'd the Land,
And settled it in Peace.
Lord, thy Possessions are;
The World, which thy Right-Hand sustains,
Is Thine, and all Things there.
For He, by his Almighty Hand,
Did found it on the Seas;
He o'er the Floods has rais'd the Land,
And settled it in Peace.
Who shall thy sacred Hill ascend,
O God of Jacob's Race?
Who shall be favour'd to attend,
Lord, in thy Holy Place?
He who is upright, and can say,
My Hands and Heart are pure,
Did ne'er Designs deceitful lay,
Nor ever falsely swore:
O God of Jacob's Race?
Who shall be favour'd to attend,
Lord, in thy Holy Place?
He who is upright, and can say,
My Hands and Heart are pure,
Did ne'er Designs deceitful lay,
Nor ever falsely swore:
On him the Lord, his Hope and Trust,
The Blessing will bestow,
The God of his Salvation just,
Shall Mercy to him show.
This is the Righteous, happy Race,
By whom He is ador'd,
That seek with Diligence thy Face,
O Jacob's God and Lord!
The Blessing will bestow,
The God of his Salvation just,
Shall Mercy to him show.
This is the Righteous, happy Race,
By whom He is ador'd,
That seek with Diligence thy Face,
O Jacob's God and Lord!
Ye Gates with Heads uplifted stand,
Immortal Doors divide,
The King of Glory is at hand,
He'll come and here reside.
Who is this King of Glory? He
The Lord for Strength renown'd;
Mighty in War, with Victory
In all his Battles crown'd.
Immortal Doors divide,
The King of Glory is at hand,
He'll come and here reside.
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The Lord for Strength renown'd;
Mighty in War, with Victory
In all his Battles crown'd.
Another Metre.
The Earth, and what the Earth contains
O Lord, thy just Possessions are,
The World, which thy Right Hand sustains,
Is shine, and all the Dwellers there.
For He, by his Almighty Hand,
Has founded it upon the Seas;
He o'er the Floods has rais'd the Land,
And settled it in lasting Peace.
O Lord, thy just Possessions are,
The World, which thy Right Hand sustains,
Is shine, and all the Dwellers there.
For He, by his Almighty Hand,
Has founded it upon the Seas;
He o'er the Floods has rais'd the Land,
And settled it in lasting Peace.
Who shall the sacred Hill ascend,
Where God by Jacob is ador'd?
Who in his holy Place attend,
And worship there before the Lord?
He who is upright, and can say,
My Hands are clean, and pure my Heart,
Do's no Designs deceitful lay,
Nor perjur'd act an impious Part.
Where God by Jacob is ador'd?
Who in his holy Place attend,
And worship there before the Lord?
He who is upright, and can say,
My Hands are clean, and pure my Heart,
Do's no Designs deceitful lay,
Nor perjur'd act an impious Part.
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Unnumber'd Blessings he receives
Assur'd by Promise to the Just;
The God of their Salvation leaves
None, who his Truth and Goodness trust.
This is the certain, worthy Race
Of Men, for serving God renown'd,
Of Men, who seek th' Almighty's Face,
In Jacob, where he's only found.
Assur'd by Promise to the Just;
The God of their Salvation leaves
None, who his Truth and Goodness trust.
This is the certain, worthy Race
Of Men, for serving God renown'd,
Of Men, who seek th' Almighty's Face,
In Jacob, where he's only found.
Lift up, ye lofty Gates, your Heads,
Ye Doors Immortal open fly,
The King of Glory comes, he treads
Majestick, see, his Pomp is nigh.
Who is this King of Glory? He,
The Lord rever'd for Strength and Might;
Who still is crown'd with Victory,
And puts his haughty Foes to flight.
Ye Doors Immortal open fly,
The King of Glory comes, he treads
Majestick, see, his Pomp is nigh.
Who is this King of Glory? He,
The Lord rever'd for Strength and Might;
Who still is crown'd with Victory,
And puts his haughty Foes to flight.
A New Version of the Psalms of David | ||