Tag: Songs of Christ Extended

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.

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.

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.

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.

1    Bless’d is each one that fears the Lord,

          and walketh in his ways;

2    For of thy labour thou shalt eat,

          and happy be always.

3    Thy wife shall as a fruitful vine

          by thy house’ sides be found:

     Thy children like to olive-plants

          about thy table round.

4    Behold, the man that fears the Lord,

          thus blessed shall he be.

5    The Lord shall out of Sion give

          his blessing unto thee:

     Thou shalt Jerus’lem’s good behold

          whilst thou on earth dost dwell.

6    Thou shalt thy children’s children see,

          and peace on Israel.

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.

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.

1    Praise ye the Lord. God’s praise within

          his sanctuary raise;

     And to him in the firmament

          of his pow’r give ye praise.

2    Because of all his mighty acts,

          with praise him magnify:

     O praise him, as he doth excel

          in glorious majesty.

3    Praise him with trumpet’s sound; his praise

          with psaltery advance:

4    With timbrel, harp, string’d instruments,

          and organs, in the dance.

5    Praise him on cymbals loud; him praise

          on cymbals sounding high.

6    Let each thing breathing praise the Lord.

          Praise to the Lord give ye.

1    O thou that dwellest in the heav’ns,

          I lift mine eyes to thee.

2    Behold, as servants’ eyes do look

          their masters’ hand to see,

     As handmaid’s eyes her mistress’ hand;

          so do our eyes attend

     Upon the Lord our God, until

          to us he mercy send.

3    O Lord, be gracious to us,

          unto us gracious be;

     Because replenish’d with contempt

          exceedingly are we.

4    Our soul is fill’d with scorn of those

          that at their ease abide,

     And with the insolent contempt

          of those that swell in pride.

First Version (C.M.)

1    Had not the Lord been on our side,
          may Israel now say;
2    Had not the Lord been on our side,
          when men rose us to slay;

3    They had us swallow’d quick, when as
          their wrath ‘gainst us did flame:
4    Waters had cover’d us, our soul
          had sunk beneath the stream.

5    Then had the waters, swelling high,
          over our soul made way.
6    Bless’d be the Lord, who to their teeth
          us gave not for a prey.

7    Our soul’s escaped, as a bird
          out of the fowler’s snare;
     The snare asunder broken is,
          and we escaped are.

8    Our sure and all-sufficient help
          is in Jehovah’s name;
     His name who did the heav’n create,
          and who the earth did frame.

Second Version (10.10.10.10.10.)

1    Now Israel

          may say, and that truly,

     If that the Lord

          had not our cause maintain’d;

2    If that the Lord

          had not our right sustain’d,

     When cruel men

          against us furiously

     Rose up in wrath,

          to make of us their prey;

3    Then certainly

          they had devour’d us all,

     And swallow’d quick,

          for ought that we could deem;

     Such was their rage,

          as we might well esteem.

4    And as fierce floods

          before them all things drown,

     So had they brought

          our soul to death quite down.

5    The raging streams,

          with their proud swelling waves,

     Had then our soul

          o’erwhelmed in the deep.

6    But bless’d be God,

          who doth us safely keep,

     And hath not giv’n

          us for a living prey

     Unto their teeth,

          and bloody cruelty.

7    Ev’n as a bird

          out of the fowler’s snare

     Escapes away,

          so is our soul set free:

     Broke are their nets,

          and thus escaped we.

8    Therefore our help

          is in the Lord’s great name,

     Who heav’n and earth

          by his great pow’r did frame.