all 6 I said that ye were gods, yea The sons of God Most High; 7 But ye shall die like men, and fall As other princes 'die.' 8 Rise God, judge thou the earth' in might,' This wicked' earth redress, For thou art he who shall by right PSALM LXXXIII. 1 BE not thou silent 'now at length, O God, hold not thy peace' Sit thou not still, O God of strength, 2 For lo thy furious' foes' now' swell, And they that hate thee proud and fell' 3 Against thy people they contrive 4 Come let us cut them off, say they, That Israel's name for ever may 5 For they consult with all their might, Themselves against thee they unite, 6 The tents of Edom, and the brood Moab, with them of Hagar's blood, 7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire," The Philistines, and they of Tyre, Whose bounds the sea doth check.' 8 With them 'great' Ashur also bands All these have lent their armed hands' 9 Do to them as to Midian bold,' That wasted all the coast, To Sisera, and, as ‘is told Thou didst' to Jabin's 'host,' 'When at the brook of Kishon 'old. 11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped, 12 For they amidst their pride' have said, God's houses, and 'will now invade' 13 My God, oh make them as a wheel, 14 As' when' an 'aged' wood takes fire The greedy' flame runs higher and higher 15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue, 17 Ashamed, and troubled let them be, With shame,' and' scape it never. 18 Then shall they know, that Thou, whose name Jehovah is alone, Art the Most High, and Thou the same' PSALM LXXXIV. 1 How lovely are thy dwellings fair! 'Where thou dost dwell so near!' 2 My soul doth long and almost die My heart and flesh aloud do cry, 3 There even the sparrow freed from wrong' Even by thy altars, Lord of Hosts, 4 Happy, who in thy house reside, 5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide, And in their hearts thy ways. 6 They pass through Baca's thirsty' vale, As through a fruitful watery dale, 7 They journey on from strength to strength With joy and gladsome cheer, Till' all before our' God at length' 8 Lord God of Hosts hear now' my prayer, O Jacob's God give ear, 9 Thou God our shield look on the face Of thy anointed' dear.' 10 For one day in thy courts 'to be' Is better, and more blest,' Than in the joys of vanity' A thousand days' at best.' I in the temple of my God, Than dwell in tents, and rich abode,' 11 For God the Lord both sun and shield Gives grace and glory bright, No good from them shall be withheld 12 Lord 'God' of Hosts that reign'st on high,' PSALM LXXXV. 1 THY land to favour graciously 2 The iniquity thou didst forgive 3 Thine anger all thou hadst removed, From thy fierce wrath which we had proved 4 God of our saving health and peace, Thine indignation cause to cease 5 Wilt thou be angry without end, Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend 6 Wilt thou not turn, and hear our voice.' And us again revive, That so thy people may rejoice By thee preserv'd alive. 7 Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord, To us thy mercy shew, Thy saving health to us afford, And life in us renew.' 8 And now what God the Lord will speak' I will go straight and' hear, For to his people he speaks peace, And to his saints' full dear;' To his dear saints he will speak peace, Return to folly, 'but surcease 9 Surely to such as do him fear And glory shall'ere long appear 10 Mercy and Truth' that long were miss'd,' 'Sweet' Peace and Righteousness have kiss'd, 11 Truth from the earth, like to a flower, 12 The Lord will also then bestow Our land shall forth in plenty throw 13 Before him Righteousness shall go Then will he come, and not be slow, PSALM LXXXVI. 1 THY' gracious' ear, O Lord, incline, For I am poor, and almost pine 2 Preserve my soul, for I have trod 3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee 4 I call; O make rejoice Thy servant's soul; for Lord to thee 5 For thou art good, thou Lord art prone Art full of mercy, thou' alone' To them that on thee call. 6 Unto my supplication, Lord, Give ear, and to the cry |