Gives grace and glory bright; No good from them shall be withheld 12 Lord God of Hosts that reign'st on high, PSALM LXXXV. I THY land to favour graciously Thou hast not, Lord, been slack; Returned Jacob back. 2 The iniquity thou didst forgive 3 Thine anger all thou hadst removed, And calmly didst return 10 From thy1 fierce wrath, which we had 1 Ḥeb.: The proved Far worse than fire to burn. 4 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 From age to age on us? burning heat of thy wrath. 20 6 Wilt thou not2 turn and hear our voice, 2 Heb.: Turn 2 And us again revive, That so thy people may rejoice, By thee preserved alive? 7 Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord; to quicken us. 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; But let them never more 9 Surely to such as do him fear And glory shall ere long appear To dwell within our land. 10 Mercy and Truth, that long were missed, 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 Whatever thing is good; Our land shall forth in plenty throw 13 Before him Righteousness shall go, His royal harbinger : Then will he come, and not be slow; 3 Heb.: His footsteps cannot err. PSALM LXXXVI. I THY gracious ear, O Lord, incline; O hear me, I thee pray; For I am poor, and almost pine 30 40 50 He will set his steps to the way. With need and sad decay. 2 Preserve my soul; for I have trod Thy ways, and love the just : Save thou thy servant, O my God, Who still in thee doth trust. 3 Pity me, Lord, for daily thee Thy servant's soul! for, Lord, to thee I lift my soul and voice. 1 Heb.: I an good, loving, a doer of good and holy things. 5 For thou art good; thou, Lord, art prone To pardon; thou to all Art full of mercy, thou alone, To them that on thee call. Thy hearing graciously. 7 I in the day of my distress Will call on thee for aid; For thou wilt grant me free access, 8 Like thee among the gods is none, Of all that other gods have done Like to thy glorious works. 9 The nations all whom thou hast made Shall come, and all shall frame 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 ; ΙΟ 20 30 So shall it never slide. 12 Thee will I praise, O Lord my God, Thee honour and adore With my whole heart, and blaze abroad Thy name for evermore. 13 For great thy mercy is toward me, And thou hast freed my soul, Ev'n from the lowest hell set free, From deepest darkness foul. 14 O God, the proud against me rise, And violent men are met 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, And me have mercy on; Unto thy servant give thy strength, And save thy handmaid's son. 17 Some sign of good to me afford, And be ashamed, because thou, Lord, PSALM LXXXVII. I AMONG the holy mountains high 2 Sion's fair gates the Lord loves more Of Jacob's land, though there be store, 40 50 6c 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, PSALM LXXXVIII. I LORD GOD, that dost me save and keep, And all night long before thee weep, 2 Into thy presence let my prayer, And to my cries, that ceaseless are, 3 For, cloyed with woes and trouble store, My life, at death's uncheerful door, 4 Reckoned I am with them that pass |