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 LVI.
Be merciful, O God, I pray,
For Men would me devour;
They fight against me all the Day,
And use oppressive Pow'r.
Daily my Foes would swallow me,
Foes many, O most High:
When Fears invade my Soul, on Thee
For Safety I rely.
For Men would me devour;
They fight against me all the Day,
And use oppressive Pow'r.
Daily my Foes would swallow me,
Foes many, O most High:
When Fears invade my Soul, on Thee
For Safety I rely.
In God I'll celebrate his Word,
In God my Trust renew,
And fear not what to me the Sword
Of earthly Pow'rs can do.
They wrest my Words when well design'd,
To hurt me daily try;
They mark my Steps together joyn'd,
And hid to slay me ly.
In God my Trust renew,
And fear not what to me the Sword
Of earthly Pow'rs can do.
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To hurt me daily try;
They mark my Steps together joyn'd,
And hid to slay me ly.
Lord, shall they by Iniquity
Just Punishment avoid?
Let the vile Race, cast down by Thee,
In Anger be destroy'd.
Thou know'st how wand'ring long my Way
From Place to Place I took;
My Tears in thy safe Bottle lay,
Are they not in thy Book?
Just Punishment avoid?
Let the vile Race, cast down by Thee,
In Anger be destroy'd.
Thou know'st how wand'ring long my Way
From Place to Place I took;
My Tears in thy safe Bottle lay,
Are they not in thy Book?
That at my Pray'r my Foes shall fly,
I know, for God's my Friend;
I'll praise thy Word, O Lord most High,
Thy Praise I will extend.
In God I trust, nor am afraid
Of all that Man can do;
I'll pay to God the Vows I made,
And render Praises due.
I know, for God's my Friend;
I'll praise thy Word, O Lord most High,
Thy Praise I will extend.
In God I trust, nor am afraid
Of all that Man can do;
I'll pay to God the Vows I made,
And render Praises due.
A New Version of the Psalms of David | ||