Tag: Songs of Christ

1    The king in thy great strength, O Lord,

          shall very joyful be:

     In thy salvation rejoice

          how veh’mently shall he!

2    Thou hast bestowed upon him

          all that his heart would have;

     And thou from him didst not withhold

          whate’er his lips did crave.

3    For thou with blessings him prevent’st

          of goodness manifold;

     And thou hast set upon his head

          a crown of purest gold.

4    When he desired life of thee,

          thou life to him didst give;

     Ev’n such a length of days, that he

          for evermore should live.

5    In that salvation wrought by thee

          his glory is made great;

     Honour and comely majesty

          thou hast upon him set.

6    Because that thou for evermore

          most blessed hast him made;

     And thou hast with thy countenance

          made him exceeding glad.

7    Because the king upon the Lord

          his confidence doth lay;

     And through the grace of the most High

          shall not be mov’d away.

8    Thine hand shall all those men find out

          that en’mies are to thee;

     Ev’n thy right hand shall find out those

          of thee that haters be.

9    Like fiery ov’n thou shalt them make,

          when kindled is thine ire;

     God shall them swallow in his wrath,

          devour them shall the fire.

10   Their fruit from earth thou shalt destroy,

          their seed men from among:

11   For they beyond their might ‘gainst thee

          did plot mischief and wrong.

12   Thou therefore shalt make them turn back,

          when thou thy shafts shalt place

     Upon thy strings, made ready all

          to fly against their face.

13   In thy great pow’r and strength, O Lord,

          be thou exalted high;

     So shall we sing with joyful hearts,

          thy power praise shall we.

1    O blessed is the man to whom

          is freely pardoned

     All the transgression he hath done,

          whose sin is covered.

2    Bless’d is the man to whom the Lord

          imputeth not his sin,

     And in whose sp’rit there is no guile,

          nor fraud is found therein.

3    When as I did refrain my speech,

          and silent was my tongue,

     My bones then waxed old, because

          I roared all day long.

4    For upon me both day and night

          thine hand did heavy lie,

     So that my moisture turned is

          in summer’s drought thereby.

5    I thereupon have unto thee

          my sin acknowledged,

     And likewise mine iniquity

          I have not covered:

     I will confess unto the Lord

          my trespasses, said I;

     And of my sin thou freely didst

          forgive th’ iniquity.

6    For this shall ev’ry godly one

          his prayer make to thee;

     In such a time he shall thee seek,

          as found thou mayest be.

     Surely, when floods of waters great

          do swell up to the brim,

     They shall not overwhelm his soul,

          nor once come near to him.

7    Thou art my hiding-place, thou shalt

          from trouble keep me free:

     Thou with songs of deliverance

          about shalt compass me.

8    I will instruct thee, and thee teach

          the way that thou shalt go;

     And, with mine eye upon thee set,

          I will direction show.

9    Then be not like the horse or mule,

          which do not understand;

     Whose mouth, lest they come near to thee,

          a bridle must command.

10   Unto the man that wicked is

          his sorrows shall abound;

     But him that trusteth in the Lord

          mercy shall compass round.

11   Ye righteous, in the Lord be glad,

          in him do ye rejoice:

     All ye that upright are in heart,

          for joy lift up your voice.

1    God will I bless all times; his praise
          my mouth shall still express.
2    My soul shall boast in God: the meek
          shall hear with joyfulness.

3    Extol the Lord with me, let us
          exalt his name together.
4    I sought the Lord, he heard, and did
          me from all fears deliver.

5    They look’d to him, and lighten’d were:
          not shamed were their faces.
6    This poor man cry’d, God heard, and sav’d
          him from all his distresses.

7    The angel of the Lord encamps,
          and round encompasseth
     All those about that do him fear,
          and them delivereth.

8    O taste and see that God is good:
          who trusts in him is bless’d.
9    Fear God his saints: none that him fear
          shall be with want oppress’d.

10   The lions young may hungry be,
          and they may lack their food:
     But they that truly seek the Lord
          shall not lack any good.

11   O children, hither do ye come,
          and unto me give ear;
     I shall you teach to understand
          how ye the Lord should fear.

12   What man is he that life desires,
          to see good would live long?
13   Thy lips refrain from speaking guile,
          and from ill words thy tongue.

14   Depart from ill, do good, seek peace,
          pursue it earnestly.
15   God’s eyes are on the just; his ears
          are open to their cry.

16   The face of God is set against
          those that do wickedly,
     That he may quite out from the earth
          cut off their memory.

17   The righteous cry unto the Lord,
          he unto them gives ear;
     And they out of their troubles all
          by him deliver’d are.

18   The Lord is ever nigh to them
          that be of broken sp’rit;
     To them he safety doth afford
          that are in heart contrite.

19   The troubles that afflict the just
          in number many be;
     But yet at length out of them all
          the Lord doth set him free.

20   He carefully his bones doth keep,
          whatever can befall;
     That not so much as one of them
          can broken be at all.

21     Ill shall the wicked slay; laid waste
          shall be who hate the just.
22     The Lord redeems his servants’ souls;
          none perish that him trust.

1    In thee, O Lord, I put my trust,

          sham’d let me never be;

     According to thy righteousness

          do thou deliver me.

2    Bow down thine ear to me, with speed

          send me deliverance:

     To save me, my strong rock be thou,

          and my house of defence.

3    Because thou art my rock, and thee

          I for my fortress take;

     Therefore do thou me lead and guide,

          ev’n for thine own name’s sake.

4    And sith thou art my strength, therefore

          pull me out of the net,

     Which they in subtilty for me

          so privily have set.

5    Into thine hands I do commit

          my sp’rit: for thou art he,

     O thou, Jehovah, God of truth,

          that hast redeemed me.

6    Those that do lying vanities

          regard, I have abhorr’d:

     But as for me, my confidence

          is fixed on the Lord.

7    I’ll in thy mercy gladly joy:

          for thou my miseries

     Consider’d hast; thou hast my soul

          known in adversities:

8    And thou hast not inclosed me

          within the en’my’s hand;

     And by thee have my feet been made

          in a large room to stand.

9    O Lord, upon me mercy have,

          for trouble is on me:

     Mine eye, my belly, and my soul,

          with grief consumed be.

10   Because my life with grief is spent,

          my years with sighs and groans:

     My strength doth fail; and for my sin

          consumed are my bones.

11   I was a scorn to all my foes,

          and to my friends a fear;

     And specially reproach’d of those

          that were my neighbours near:

     When they me saw they from me fled.

12        Ev’n so I am forgot,

     As men are out of mind when dead:

          I’m like a broken pot.

13   For slanders I of many heard;

          fear compass’d me, while they

     Against me did consult, and plot

          to take my life away.

14   But as for me, O Lord, my trust

          upon thee I did lay;

     And I to thee, Thou art my God,

          did confidently say.

15   My times are wholly in thine hand:

          do thou deliver me

     From their hands that mine enemies

          and persecutors be.

16   Thy countenance to shine do thou

          upon thy servant make:

     Unto me give salvation,

          for thy great mercies’ sake.

17   Let me not be asham’d, O Lord,

          for on thee call’d I have:

     Let wicked men be sham’d, let them

          be silent in the grave.

18   To silence put the lying lips,

          that grievous things do say,

     And hard reports, in pride and scorn,

          on righteous men do lay.

19   How great’s the goodness thou for them

          that fear thee keep’st in store,

     And wrought’st for them that trust in thee

          the sons of men before!

20   In secret of thy presence thou

          shalt hide them from man’s pride:

     From strife of tongues thou closely shalt,

          as in a tent, them hide.

21   All praise and thanks be to the Lord;

          for he hath magnify’d

     His wondrous love to me within

          a city fortify’d.

22   For from thine eyes cut off I am,

          I in my haste had said;

     My voice yet heard’st thou, when to thee

          with cries my moan I made.

23   O love the Lord, all ye his saints;

          because the Lord doth guard

     The faithful, and he plenteously

          proud doers doth reward.

24   Be of good courage, and he strength

          unto your heart shall send,

     All ye whose hope and confidence

          doth on the Lord depend.

Psalm 29:1-6
Tune: Old 29th

1    Give ye unto the Lord, ye sons
          that of the mighty be,
     All strength and glory to the Lord
          with cheerfulness give ye.

2    Unto the Lord the glory give
          that to his name is due;
     And in the beauty of holiness
          unto Jehovah bow.

3    The Lord’s voice on the waters is;
          the God of majesty
     Doth thunder, and on multitudes
          of waters sitteth he.

4    A pow’rful voice it is that comes
          out from the Lord most high;
     The voice of that great Lord is full
          of glorious majesty.

5    The voice of the Eternal doth
          asunder cedars tear;
     Yea, God the Lord doth cedars break
          that Lebanon doth bear.

6    He makes them like a calf to skip,
          ev’n that great Lebanon,
     And, like to a young unicorn,
          the mountain Sirion.

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7    God’s voice divides the flames of fire;

8        The desert it doth shake:

     The Lord doth make the wilderness

          of Kadesh all to quake.

9    God’s voice doth make the hinds to calve,

          it makes the forest bare:

     And in his temple ev’ry one

          his glory doth declare.

10   The Lord sits on the floods; the Lord

          sits King, and ever shall.

11   The Lord will give his people strength,

          and with peace bless them all.

1    To thee I’ll cry, O Lord, my rock;

          hold not thy peace to me;

     Lest like those that to pit descend

          I by thy silence be.

2    The voice hear of my humble pray’rs,

          when unto thee I cry;

     When to thine holy oracle

          I lift mine hands on high.

3    With ill men draw me not away

          that work iniquity;

     That speak peace to their friends, while in

          their hearts doth mischief lie.

4    Give them according to their deeds

          and ills endeavoured:

     And as their handy-works deserve,

          to them be rendered.

5    God shall not build, but them destroy,

          who would not understand

     The Lord’s own works, nor did regard

          the doing of his hand.

6    For ever blessed be the Lord,

          for graciously he heard

     The voice of my petitions,

          and prayers did regard.

7    The Lord’s my strength and shield; my heart

          upon him did rely;

     And I am helped: hence my heart

          doth joy exceedingly,

     And with my song I will him praise.

8         Their strength is God alone:

     He also is the saving strength

          of his anointed one.

9    O thine own people do thou save,

          bless thine inheritance;

     Them also do thou feed, and them

          for evermore advance.

1    Judge me, O Lord, for I have walk’d

          in mine integrity:

     I trusted also in the Lord;

          slide therefore shall not I.

2    Examine me, and do me prove;

          try heart and reins, O God:

3    For thy love is before mine eyes,

          thy truth’s paths I have trode.

4    With persons vain I have not sat,

          nor with dissemblers gone:

5    Th’ assembly of ill men I hate;

          to sit with such I shun.

6    Mine hands in innocence, O Lord,

          I’ll wash and purify;

     So to thine holy altar go,

          and compass it will I:

7    That I, with voice of thanksgiving,

          may publish and declare,

     And tell of all thy mighty works,

          that great and wondrous are.

8    The habitation of thy house,

          Lord, I have loved well;

     Yea, in that place I do delight

          where doth thine honour dwell.

9    With sinners gather not my soul,

          and such as blood would spill:

10   Whose hands mischievous plots, right hand

          corrupting bribes do fill.

11   But as for me, I will walk on

          in mine integrity:

     Do thou redeem me, and, O Lord,

          be merciful to me.

12   My foot upon an even place

          doth stand with stedfastness:

     Within the congregations

          th’ Eternal I will bless.

1    The heav’ns God’s glory do declare,

          the skies his hand-works preach:

2    Day utters speech to day, and night

          to night doth knowledge teach.

3    There is no speech nor tongue to which

          their voice doth not extend:

4    Their line is gone through all the earth,

          their words to the world’s end.

     In them he set the sun a tent;

5         Who, bridegroom-like, forth goes

     From’s chamber, as a strong man doth

          to run his race rejoice.

6    From heav’n’s end is his going forth,

          circling to th’ end again;

     And there is nothing from his heat

          that hidden doth remain.

7    God’s law is perfect, and converts
         the soul in sin that lies:
     God’s testimony is most sure,
          and makes the simple wise.

8    The statutes of the Lord are right,
          and do rejoice the heart:
     The Lord’s command is pure, and doth
          light to the eyes impart.

9    Unspotted is the fear of God,
          and doth endure for ever:
     The judgments of the Lord are true
          and righteous altogether.

10   They more than gold, yea, much fine gold,
          to be desired are:
     Than honey, honey from the comb
          that droppeth, sweeter far.

11   Moreover, they thy servant warn
          how he his life should frame:
     A great reward provided is
          for them that keep the same.

12   Who can his errors understand?
          O cleanse thou me within
13   From secret faults. Thy servant keep
          from all presumptuous sin:

     And do not suffer them to have
          dominion over me:
     Then, righteous and innocent,
          I from much sin shall be.

14  The words which from my mouth proceed,
          the thoughts sent from my heart,
     Accept, O Lord, for thou my strength
          and my Redeemer art.

1    Lord, hear the right, attend my cry,

          unto my pray’r give heed,

     That doth not in hypocrisy

          from feigned lips proceed.

2    And from before thy presence forth

          my sentence do thou send:

     Toward these things that equal are

          do thou thine eyes intend.

3    Thou prov’dst mine heart, thou visit’dst me

          by night, thou didst me try,

     Yet nothing found’st; for that my mouth

          shall not sin, purpos’d I.

4    As for men’s works, I, by the word

          that from thy lips doth flow,

     Did me preserve out of the paths

          wherein destroyers go.

5    Hold up my goings, Lord, me guide

          in those thy paths divine,

     So that my footsteps may not slide

          out of those ways of thine.

6    I called have on thee, O God,

          because thou wilt me hear:

     That thou may’st hearken to my speech,

          to me incline thine ear.

7    Thy wondrous loving-kindness show,

          thou that, by thy right hand,

     Sav’st them that trust in thee from those

          that up against them stand.

8    As th’ apple of the eye me keep;

          in thy wings shade me close

9    From lewd oppressors, compassing

          me round, as deadly foes.

10   In their own fat they are inclos’d;

          their mouth speaks loftily.

11   Our steps they compass’d; and to ground

          down bowing set their eye.

12   He like unto a lion is

          that’s greedy of his prey,

     Or lion young, which lurking doth

          in secret places stay.

13   Arise, and disappoint my foe,

          and cast him down, O Lord:

     My soul save from the wicked man,

          the man which is thy sword.

14  From men, which are thy hand, O Lord,

          from worldly men me save,

     Which only in this present life

          their part and portion have.

     Whose belly with thy treasure hid

          thou fill’st: they children have

     In plenty; of their goods the rest

          they to their children leave.

15  But as for me, I thine own face

          in righteousness will see;

     And with thy likeness, when I wake,

          I satisfy’d shall be.

TUNE = All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name

1    Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee.
2          To God thus was my speech,
     Thou art my Lord; and unto thee
          my goodness doth not reach:

3    To saints on earth, to th’ excellent,
          where my delight’s all plac’d.
4    Their sorrows shall be multiply’d
          to other gods that haste:

     Of their drink-offerings of blood
          I will no off ‘ring make;
     Yea, neither I their very names
          up in my lips will take.

5    God is of mine inheritance
          and cup the portion;
     The lot that fallen is to me
          thou dost maintain alone.

6    Unto me happily the lines
          in pleasant places fell;
     Yea, the inheritance I got
          in beauty doth excel.

7    I bless the Lord, because he doth
          by counsel me conduct;
     And in the seasons of the night
          my reins do me instruct.

8    Before me still the Lord I set:
          sith it is so that he
     Doth ever stand at my right hand,
          I shall not moved be.

9    Because of this my heart is glad,
          and joy shall be exprest
     Ev’n by my glory; and my flesh
          in confidence shall rest.

10   Because my soul in grave to dwell
          shall not be left by thee;
     Nor wilt thou give thine Holy One
          corruption to see.

11   Thou wilt me shew the path of life:
          of joys there is full store
     Before thy face; at thy right hand
          are pleasures evermore.