A New Version of the Psalms of David Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore |
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Another Metre.
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 | A New Version of the Psalms of David |  |
Another Metre.
Th' ungodly's Sins, which great appear,
My inmost Heart apprise,
That there is no religious Fear
Of God before his Eyes.
Th' Unjust in his own Fancy draws
His flatt'ring Image bright;
'Till, Lord, his Breaches of thy Laws
Are found a hateful Sight.
My inmost Heart apprise,
That there is no religious Fear
Of God before his Eyes.
Th' Unjust in his own Fancy draws
His flatt'ring Image bright;
'Till, Lord, his Breaches of thy Laws
Are found a hateful Sight.
His Mouth is full of guileful Art,
Whence Speech deceitful flows;
Tho' now he acts no double Part,
But plain th' Apostate shows.
In Bed with cool delib'rate Thought
He hatching Mischief wakes;
Boldly repeats his heinous Fault,
Nor evil Ways forsakes.
Whence Speech deceitful flows;
Tho' now he acts no double Part,
But plain th' Apostate shows.
In Bed with cool delib'rate Thought
He hatching Mischief wakes;
Boldly repeats his heinous Fault,
Nor evil Ways forsakes.
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Part II.
In Goodness how do'st Thou excell,
O Lord, Thou King of Kings!
Hence, that in Safety they may dwell,
Men seek thy shelt'ring Wings.
The Fatness which thy House contains,
Shall satisfy each Guest:
Abundantly they'll fill their Veins,
With Floods of Pleasure blest.
O Lord, Thou King of Kings!
Hence, that in Safety they may dwell,
Men seek thy shelt'ring Wings.
The Fatness which thy House contains,
Shall satisfy each Guest:
Abundantly they'll fill their Veins,
With Floods of Pleasure blest.
Of Life the Fountain is with Thee;
And in thy blissful Light,
We shall immortal Glory see,
Still ravish'd with thy Sight.
Let thy unbounded Goodness flow,
And constant Streams impart
To all, who Thee obey and know,
And are of upright Heart.
And in thy blissful Light,
We shall immortal Glory see,
Still ravish'd with thy Sight.
Let thy unbounded Goodness flow,
And constant Streams impart
To all, who Thee obey and know,
And are of upright Heart.
| A New Version of the Psalms of David | |