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 XXVIII.
Lord, I'll to Thee my Rock complain,
A gracious Answer send;
If not, I must like them remain,
Who to the Pit descend.
When my Complaints to Thee I tell,
My Supplications hear,
When to thy Holy Oracle,
I lift my Hands in Pray'r.
A gracious Answer send;
If not, I must like them remain,
Who to the Pit descend.
When my Complaints to Thee I tell,
My Supplications hear,
When to thy Holy Oracle,
I lift my Hands in Pray'r.
Lord, take me not away with those,
Who ne'er from Mischief cease,
Who, while their Heart with Malice glows,
Speak to their Neighbour Peace.
Give them what Sins Demerit claims,
Let not their Crimes be spar'd;
Condemn them for their wicked Aims,
And their ill Deeds reward.
Who ne'er from Mischief cease,
Who, while their Heart with Malice glows,
Speak to their Neighbour Peace.
Give them what Sins Demerit claims,
Let not their Crimes be spar'd;
Condemn them for their wicked Aims,
And their ill Deeds reward.
Since they Jehovah's Wonders slight,
His Work's of high Renown,
He to destroy them will delight,
Not build, but pull them down.
Bless'd be the Lord, who heard my Voice,
He is my Buckler strong,
My Trust and Help, hence I'll rejoyce,
And praise Him with my Song.
His Work's of high Renown,
He to destroy them will delight,
Not build, but pull them down.
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He is my Buckler strong,
My Trust and Help, hence I'll rejoyce,
And praise Him with my Song.
A New Version of the Psalms of David | ||