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A New Version of the Psalms of David

Fitted to the Tunes used in Churches. By Sir Richard Blackmore

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Psalm LXVI.

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O all ye Lands, Jehovah's Fame

With Shouts of Triumph raise,

2

Sing forth the Honour of his Name,

And Glorious make his Praise.

3

How awful are thy Works! o'erpow'r'd

Foes shall Submission feign;

4

Be Thou through all the Earth ador'd,

Let none from Praise refrain.

5

Come, and with Admiration see

The Works, which God has wrought;
How dreadful are the Things, which He
On Adam's Sons has brought!

6

The Lord to save his People dry'd

The Waters with his Voice;
Our Fathers pass'd on foot the Tide,
And did in Him rejoyce.

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7

God by his Pow'r do's ever reign,

The Nations He surveys:
Then, Rebels, know that you in vain
Yourselves against him raise.

8

Ye People bless our God, 'tis meet,

Loud let his Praises sound;

9

Who guards our Life, and keeps our Feet

Unmov'd on stable Ground.

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Thou hast a Test for us prepar'd,

Try'd us, as Silver's try'd:

11

Our Feet by Nets Thou hast ensnar'd,

With Bonds our Loins hast ty'd.

12

By Thee have Men with Burdens bent

Our Heads, our Shoulders pain'd;
By Thee thro' Fire and Floods we went,
And a rich Seat have gain'd.

13

I'll to thy House with Off'rings go,

Fulfill'd my Vows shall be;

14

Vows, which my Lips in Times of Woe,

Have utter'd, Lord, to Thee.

15

Of Fatlings I burnt Sacrifice

Will on thy Altar lay;
Rams shall in Smoke, like Incense, rise,
I'll Goats and Bullocks slay.

16

Come ye, who God have fear'd and sought,

Attentive Ears prepare;
What Wonders he for me has wrought,
I will to all declare.

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17

My Pray'r did Favour with him win,

Him I exalted high;

18

But had I harbour'd Guilt within,

Would God have heard my Cry?

19

But surely me the Lord did hear:

20

Be God for ever blest,

Who from my Pray'r turn'd not his Ear,
Nor Mercy has supprest.