10 For one day in thy courts to be Than in the joys of vanity Had rather keep a door Than dwell in tents and rich abode II For God, the Lord, both sun and shield, No good from them shall be withheld 12 Lord God of Hosts that reign'st on high, Who only on thee doth rely, 40 1 Heb. : The burning heat of thy wrath. PSALM LXXXV. I THY land to favour graciously Returned Jacob back. 2 The iniquity thou didst forgive 3 Thine anger all thou hadst removed, 4 10 From thy1 fierce wrath, which we had proved God of our saving health and peace, Turn us, and us restore; Thine indignation cause to cease 5 Wilt thou be angry without end, Wilt thou thy frowning ire extend 20 6 Wilt thou not2 turn and hear our voice, And thus again2 revive, That so thy people may rejoice, By thee preserved 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 For to his people he speaks peace, To his dear saints he will speak peace : But let them never more To trespass as before. 9 Surely to such as do him fear Salvation is at hand, And glory shall ere long appear To dwell within our land. 10 Mercy and Truth, that long were missed, Now joyfully are met; Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kissed, II Truth from the earth like to a flower And Justice from her heavenly bower 12 The Lord will also then bestow Our land shall forth in plenty throw 13 Before him Righteousness shall go, His royal harbinger: 3 30 40 50 * Heb.: He Then will he come, and not be slow; will set his His footsteps cannot err. steps to the way. PSALM LXXXVI. I THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline; 1 Heb. : I am good, loving, a doer of good & holy things. With need and sad decay. 2 Preserve my soul; for I have trod 3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee Thy servant's soul! for, Lord, to thee 5 For thou art good; thou, Lord, art prone Art full of mercy, thou alone, 7 I in the day of my distress 8 Like thee among the Gods is none, 9 Of all that other Gods have done Like to thy glorious works. The nations all whom thou hast made To bow them low before thee, Lord, And glorify thy name. 10 For great thou art, and wonders great Thou in thy everlasting seat II Teach me, O Lord, thy way most right; To fear thy name my heart unite; So shall it never slide. 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, With my whole heart, and blaze abroad 13 For great thy mercy is toward me, 14 O God, the proud against me rise, To seek my life, and in their eyes No fear of thee have set. 15 But thou, Lord, art the God most mild, Readiest thy grace to shew, Slow to be angry, and art styled Most merciful, most true. 16 Oh turn to me thy face at length, Unto thy servant give thy strength, 17 Some sign of good to me afford, And be ashamed, because thou, Lord, 40 50 60 PSALM LXXXVII. I AMONG the holy mountains high There seated in his sanctuary, 2 Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more Of Jacob's land, though there be store, 3 City of God, most glorious things I mention Egypt, where proud kings 4 I mention Babel to my friends, And Tyre, with Ethiop's utmost ends: 5 But twice that praise shall in our ear This and this man was born in her; 6 The Lord shall write it in a scroll, 7 Both they who sing and they who dance. In thee fresh brooks and soft streams glance, 10 20 PSALM LXXXVIII. I LORD GOD, that dost me save and keep, 2 Into thy presence let my prayer, And to my cries, that ceaseless are, Thine ear with favour bend. 3 For, cloyed with woes and trouble store, 4 1 Heb.: A man without manly strength. My life, at death's uncheerful door, I am a 'man but weak, alas! And for that name unfit, 10 |