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  • Psalm 109

    1    O thou the God of all my praise,

              do thou not hold thy peace;

    2    For mouths of wicked men to speak

              against me do not cease:

         The mouths of vile deceitful men

              against me open’d be;

         And with a false and lying tongue

              they have accused me.

    3    They did beset me round about

              with words of hateful spight:

         And though to them no cause I gave,

              against me they did fight.

    4    They for my love became my foes,

              but I me set to pray.

    5    Evil for good, hatred for love,

              to me they did repay.

    6    Set thou the wicked over him;

              and upon his right hand

         Give thou his greatest enemy,

              ev’n Satan, leave to stand.

    7    And when by thee he shall be judg’d,

              let him condemned be;

         And let his pray’r be turn’d to sin,

              when he shall call on thee.

    8    Few be his days, and in his room

              his charge another take.

    9    His children let be fatherless,

              his wife a widow make.

    10   His children let be vagabonds,

              and beg continually;

         And from their places desolate

              seek bread for their supply.

    11   Let covetous extortioners

              catch all he hath away:

         Of all for which he labour’d hath

              let strangers make a prey.

    12   Let there be none to pity him,

              let there be none at all

         That on his children fatherless

              will let his mercy fall.

    13   Let his posterity from earth

              cut off for ever be,

         And in the foll’wing age their name

              be blotted out by thee.

    14   Let God his father’s wickedness

              still to remembrance call;

         And never let his mother’s sin

              be blotted out at all.

    15   But let them all before the Lord

              appear continually,

         That he may wholly from the earth

              cut off their memory.

    16   Because he mercy minded not,

              but persecuted still

         The poor and needy, that he might

              the broken-hearted kill.

    17   As he in cursing pleasure took,

              so let it to him fall;

         As he delighted not to bless,

              so bless him not at all.

    18   As cursing he like clothes put on,

              into his bowels so,

         Like water, and into his bones,

              like oil, down let it go.

    19   Like to the garment let it be

              which doth himself array,

         And for a girdle, wherewith he

              is girt about alway.

    20   From God let this be their reward

              that en’mies are to me,

         And their reward that speak against

              my soul maliciously.

    21   But do thou, for thine own name’s sake,

              O God the Lord, for me:

         Sith good and sweet thy mercy is,

              from trouble set me free.

    22   For I am poor and indigent,

              afflicted sore am I,

         My heart within me also is

              wounded exceedingly.

    23   I pass like a declining shade,

              am like the locust tost:

    24   My knees through fasting weaken’d are,

              my flesh hath fatness lost.

    25   I also am a vile reproach

              unto them made to be;

         And they that did upon me look

              did shake their heads at me.

    26   O do thou help and succour me,

              who art my God and Lord:

         And, for thy tender mercy’s sake,

              safety to me afford:

    27   That thereby they may know that this

              is thy almighty hand;

         And that thou, Lord, hast done the same,

              they may well understand.

    28   Although they curse with spite, yet, Lord,

              bless thou with loving voice:

         Let them asham’d be when they rise;

              thy servant let rejoice.

    29   Let thou mine adversaries all

              with shame be clothed over;

         And let their own confusion

              them, as a mantle, cover.

    30   But as for me, I with my mouth

              will greatly praise the Lord;

         And I among the multitude

              his praises will record.

    31   For he shall stand at his right hand

              who is in poverty,

         To save him from all those that would

              condemn his soul to die.

  • Psalm 127

    1    Except the Lord do build the house,

              the builders lose their pain:

         Except the Lord the city keep,

              the watchmen watch in vain.

    2   ‘Tis vain for you to rise betimes,

              or late from rest to keep,

         To feed on sorrows’ bread; so gives

              he his beloved sleep.

    3    Lo, children are God’s heritage,

              the womb’s fruit his reward.

    4    The sons of youth as arrows are,

              for strong men’s hands prepar’d.

    5    O happy is the man that hath

              his quiver fill’d with those;

         They unashamed in the gate

              shall speak unto their foes.

  • Psalm 125

    1    They in the Lord that firmly trust

              shall be like Sion hill,

         Which at no time can be remov’d,

              but standeth ever still.

    2    As round about Jerusalem

              the mountains stand alway,

         The Lord his folk doth compass so,

              from henceforth and for aye.

    3    For ill men’s rod upon the lot

              of just men shall not lie;

         Lest righteous men stretch forth their hands

              unto iniquity.

    4    Do thou to all those that be good

              thy goodness, Lord, impart;

         And do thou good to those that are

              upright within their heart.

    5    But as for such as turn aside

              after their crooked way,

         God shall lead forth with wicked men:

              on Isr’el peace shall stay.

  • Psalm 122

    1    I joy’d when to the house of God,

              Go up, they said to me.

    2    Jerusalem, within thy gates

              our feet shall standing be.

    3    Jerus’lem, as a city, is

              compactly built together:

    4    Unto that place the tribes go up,

              the tribes of God go thither:

         To Isr’el’s testimony, there

              to God’s name thanks to pay.

    5    For thrones of judgment, ev’n the thrones

              of David’s house, there stay.

    6    Pray that Jerusalem may have

              peace and felicity:

         Let them that love thee and thy peace

              have still prosperity.

    7    Therefore I wish that peace may still

              within thy walls remain,

         And ever may thy palaces

              prosperity retain.

    8    Now, for my friends’ and brethren’s sakes,

              Peace be in thee, I’ll say.

    9    And for the house of God our Lord,

              I’ll seek thy good alway.

  • Psalm 121

    TUNE = Amazing Grace

    1    I to the hills will lift mine eyes,
              from whence doth come mine aid.
    2    My safety cometh from the Lord,
              who heav’n and earth hath made.

    3    Thy foot he’ll not let slide, nor will
              he slumber that thee keeps.
    4    Behold, he that keeps Israel
              he slumbers not, nor sleeps.

    5    The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade
              on thy right hand doth stay:
    6    The moon by night thee shall not smite,
              nor yet the sun by day.

    7    The Lord shall keep thy soul; he shall
              preserve thee from all ill.
    8    Henceforth thy going out and in
              God keep for ever will.

  • Psalm 129

    1    Oft did they vex me from my youth,

              may Isr’el now declare;

    2    Oft did they vex me from my youth,

              yet not victorious were.

    3    The plowers plow’d upon my back;

              they long their furrows drew.

    4    The righteous Lord did cut the cords

              of the ungodly crew.

    5    Let Sion’s haters all be turn’d

              back with confusion.

    6    As grass on houses’ tops be they,

              which fades ere it be grown:

    7    Whereof enough to fill his hand

              the mower cannot find;

         Nor can the man his bosom fill,

              whose work is sheaves to bind.

    8    Neither say they who do go by,

              God’s blessing on you rest:

         We in the name of God the Lord

              do wish you to be blest.

  • Psalm 126

    Psalm 126 – LIVE

    TUNE = O For A Thousand Tongues to Sing

    1    When Sion’s bondage God turn’d back,
              as men that dream’d were we.
    2    Then fill’d with laughter was our mouth,
              our tongue with melody:

         They ‘mong the heathen said, The Lord
              great things for them hath wrought.
    3    The Lord hath done great things for us,
              whence joy to us is brought.

    4    As streams of water in the south,
              our bondage, Lord, recall.
    5    Who sow in tears, a reaping time
              of joy enjoy they shall.

    6    That man who, bearing precious seed,
              in going forth doth mourn,
         He doubtless, bringing back his sheaves,
              rejoicing shall return.

  • Psalm 113

    1    Praise God: ye servants of the Lord,

              O praise, the Lord’s name praise.

    2    Yea, blessed be the name of God

              from this time forth always.

    3    From rising sun to where it sets,

              God’s name is to be prais’d.

    4    Above all nations God is high,

              ‘bove heav’ns his glory rais’d.

    5    Unto the Lord our God that dwells

              on high, who can compare?

    6    Himself that humbleth things to see

              in heav’n and earth that are.

    7    He from the dust doth raise the poor,

              that very low doth lie;

         And from the dunghill lifts the man

              oppress’d with poverty;

    8    That he may highly him advance,

              and with the princes set;

         With those that of his people are

              the chief, ev’n princes great.

    9    The barren woman house to keep

              he maketh, and to be

         Of sons a mother full of joy.

              Praise to the Lord give ye.

  • Psalm 107

    1    Praise God, for he is good: for still

              his mercies lasting be.

    2    Let God’s redeem’d say so, whom he

              from th’ en’my’s hand did free;

    3    And gather’d them out of the lands,

              from north, south, east, and west.

    4    They stray’d in desert’s pathless way,

              no city found to rest.

    5    For thirst and hunger in them faints

    6         their soul. When straits them press,

         They cry unto the Lord, and he

              them frees from their distress.

    7    Them also in a way to walk

              that right is he did guide,

         That they might to a city go,

              wherein they might abide.

    8    O that men to the Lord would give

              praise for his goodness then,

         And for his works of wonder done

              unto the sons of men!

    9    For he the soul that longing is

              doth fully satisfy;

         With goodness he the hungry soul

              doth fill abundantly.

    10   Such as shut up in darkness deep,

              and in death’s shade abide,

         Whom strongly hath affliction bound,

              and irons fast have ty’d:

    11   Because against the words of God

              they wrought rebelliously,

         And they the counsel did contemn

              of him that is most High:

    12   Their heart he did bring down with grief,

              they fell, no help could have.

    13   In trouble then they cry’d to God,

              he them from straits did save.

    14   He out of darkness did them bring,

              and from death’s shade them take;

         These bands, wherewith they had been bound,

              asunder quite he brake.

    15   O that men to the Lord would give

              praise for his goodness then,

         And for his works of wonder done

              unto the sons of men!

    16   Because the mighty gates of brass

              in pieces he did tear,

         By him in sunder also cut

              the bars of iron were.

    17   Fools, for their sin, and their offence,

              do sore affliction bear;

    18   All kind of meat their soul abhors;

              they to death’s gates draw near.

    19   In grief they cry to God; he saves

              them from their miseries.

    20   He sends his word, them heals, and them

              from their destructions frees.

    21   O that men to the Lord would give

              praise for his goodness then,

         And for his works of wonder done

              unto the sons of men!

    22   And let them sacrifice to him

              off ‘rings of thankfulness;

         And let them shew abroad his works

              in songs of joyfulness.

    23   Who go to sea in ships, and in

              great waters trading be,

    24   Within the deep these men God’s works

              and his great wonders see.

    25   For he commands, and forth in haste

              the stormy tempest flies,

         Which makes the sea with rolling waves

              aloft to swell and rise.

    26   They mount to heav’n, then to the depths

              they do go down again;

         Their soul doth faint and melt away

              with trouble and with pain.

    27   They reel and stagger like one drunk,

              at their wit’s end they be:

    28   Then they to God in trouble cry,

              who them from straits doth free.

    29   The storm is chang’d into a calm

              at his command and will;

         So that the waves, which rag’d before,

              now quiet are and still.

    30   Then are they glad, because at rest

              and quiet now they be:

         So to the haven he them brings,

              which they desir’d to see.

    31   O that men to the Lord would give

              praise for his goodness then,

         And for his works of wonder done

              unto the sons of men!

    32   Among the people gathered

              let them exalt his name;

         Among assembled elders spread

              his most renowned fame.


    33   He to dry land turns water-springs,

              and floods to wilderness;

    34   For sins of those that dwell therein,

              fat land to barrenness.

    35   The burnt and parched wilderness

              to water-pools he brings;

         The ground that was dry’d up before

              he turns to water-springs:

    36   And there, for dwelling, he a place

              doth to the hungry give,

         That they a city may prepare

              commodiously to live.

    37   There sow they fields, and vineyards plant,

              to yield fruits of increase.

    38   His blessing makes them multiply,

              lets not their beasts decrease.

    39   Again they are diminished,

              and very low brought down,

         Through sorrow and affliction,

              and great oppression.

    40   He upon princes pours contempt,

              and causeth them to stray,

         And wander in a wilderness,

              wherein there is no way.

    41   Yet setteth he the poor on high

              from all his miseries,

         And he, much like unto a flock,

              doth make him families.

    42   They that are righteous shall rejoice,

              when they the same shall see;

         And, as ashamed, stop her mouth

              shall all iniquity.

    43   Whoso is wise, and will these things

              observe, and them record,

         Ev’n they shall understand the love

              and kindness of the Lord.

  • Psalm 106

    1    Give praise and thanks unto the Lord,

              for bountiful is he;

         His tender mercy doth endure

              unto eternity.

    2    God’s mighty works who can express?

              or shew forth all his praise?

    3    Blessed are they that judgment keep,

              and justly do always.

    4    Remember me, Lord, with that love

              which thou to thine dost bear;

         With thy salvation, O my God,

              to visit me draw near:

    5    That I thy chosen’s good may see,

              and in their joy rejoice;

         And may with thine inheritance

              triumph with cheerful voice.

    6    We with our fathers sinned have,

              and of iniquity

         Too long we have the workers been;

              we have done wickedly.

    7    The wonders great, which thou, O Lord,

              didst work in Egypt land,

         Our fathers, though they saw, yet them

              they did not understand:

         And they thy mercies’ multitude

              kept not in memory;

         But at the sea, ev’n the Red sea,

              provok’d him grievously.

    8    Nevertheless he saved them,

              ev’n for his own name’s sake;

         That so he might to be well known

              his mighty power make.

    9    When he the Red sea did rebuke,

              then dried up it was:

         Through depths, as through the wilderness,

              he safely made them pass.

    10   From hands of those that hated them

              he did his people save;

         And from the en’my’s cruel hand

              to them redemption gave.

    11   The waters overwhelm’d their foes;

              not one was left alive.

    12   Then they believ’d his word, and praise

              to him in songs did give.

    13   But soon did they his mighty works

              forget unthankfully,

         And on his counsel and his will

              did not wait patiently;

    14   But much did lust in wilderness,

              and God in desert tempt.

    15   He gave them what they sought, but to

              their soul he leanness sent.

    16   And against Moses in the camp

              their envy did appear;

         At Aaron they, the saint of God,

              envious also were.

    17   Therefore the earth did open wide,

              and Dathan did devour,

         And all Abiram’s company

              did cover in that hour.

    18   Likewise among their company

              a fire was kindled then;

         And so the hot consuming flame

              burnt up these wicked men.

    19   Upon the hill of Horeb they

              an idol-calf did frame,

         A molten image they did make,

              and worshipped the same.

    20   And thus their glory, and their God,

              most vainly changed they

         Into the likeness of an ox

              that eateth grass or hay.

    21   They did forget the mighty God,

              that had their saviour been,

         By whom such great things brought to pass

              they had in Egypt seen.

    22   In Ham’s land he did wondrous works,

              things terrible did he,

         When he his mighty hand and arm

              stretch’d out at the Red sea.

    23   Then said he, He would them destroy,

              had not, his wrath to stay,

         His chosen Moses stood in breach,

              that them he should not slay.

    24   Yea, they despis’d the pleasant land,

              believed not his word:

    25   But in their tents they murmured,

              not heark’ning to the Lord.

    26   Therefore in desert them to slay

              he lifted up his hand:

    27  ‘Mong nations to o’erthrow their seed,

              and scatter in each land.

    28   They unto Baal-peor did

              themselves associate;

         The sacrifices of the dead

              they did profanely eat.

    29   Thus, by their lewd inventions,

              they did provoke his ire;

         And then upon them suddenly

              the plague brake in as fire.

    30   Then Phin’has rose, and justice did,

              and so the plague did cease;

    31   That to all ages counted was

              to him for righteousness.

    32   And at the waters, where they strove,

              they did him angry make,

         In such sort, that it fared ill

              with Moses for their sake:


    33   Because they there his spirit meek

              provoked bitterly,

         So that he utter’d with his lips

              words unadvisedly.

    34   Nor, as the Lord commanded them,

              did they the nations slay:

    35   But with the heathen mingled were,

              and learn’d of them their way.

    36   And they their idols serv’d, which did

              a snare unto them turn.

    37   Their sons and daughters they to dev’ls

              in sacrifice did burn.

    38   In their own children’s guiltless blood

              their hands they did imbrue,

         Whom to Canaan’s idols they

              for sacrifices slew:

         So was the land defil’d with blood.

    39         They stain’d with their own way,

         And with their own inventions

              a whoring they did stray.

    40   Against his people kindled was

              the wrath of God therefore,

         Insomuch that he did his own

              inheritance abhor.

    41   He gave them to the heathen’s hand;

              their foes did them command.

    42   Their en’mies them oppress’d, they were

              made subject to their hand.

    43   He many times deliver’d them;

              but with their counsel so

         They him provok’d, that for their sin

              they were brought very low.

    44   Yet their affliction he beheld,

              when he did hear their cry:

    45   And he for them his covenant

              did call to memory;

         After his mercies’ multitude

    46         he did repent: And made

         Them to be pity’d of all those

              who did them captive lead.

    47   O Lord our God, us save, and gather

              the heathen from among,

         That we thy holy name may praise

              in a triumphant song.

    48   Bless’d be Jehovah, Isr’el’s God,

              to all eternity:

         Let all the people say, Amen.

              Praise to the Lord give ye.