4 Defend the poor and desolate, 5 They know not, nor will understand, The earth's foundations all are 1moved, 6 I said that ye were gods, yea all 7 But ye shall die like men, and fall 8 Rise, God, judge thou the earth in might, For thou art he who shalt by right PSALM LXXXIII. 1 BE not thou silent now at length, 2 For lo, thy furious foes now 3 swell, And they that hate thee, proud and fell, 3 Against thy people they contrive 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 Philistims, and they of Tyre, All these have lent their arméd hands 9 Do to them as to Midian bold, To Sisera, and as is told Thou didst to Jabin's host, 11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped, God's houses, and will now invade 13 My God, oh make them as a wheel. Like stubble from the wind. 14 As when an aged wood takes fire The greedy flame runs higher and higher 15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue, 16 And till they? yield thee honour due, Lord, fill with shame their face. 1 Neoth Elohim bears both. 2 Heb. They seek thy name. 17 Ashamed, and troubled, let them be, Troubled and shamed for ever, Ever confounded, and so die 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 My heart and flesh aloud do cry, 3 There even the sparrow freed from wrong The swallow there, to lay her young And home they fly from round the coasts, 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 In Sion do appear. 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 Than dwell in tents, and rich abode, 11 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, PSALM LXXXV. 1 THY land to favour graciously 2 The iniquity thou didst forgive That wrought thy people woe; 3 Thine anger all thou hadst removed, From thy fierce wrath which we had proved1 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 1 Heb. The burning heat of thy wrath. 6 Wilt thou not 'turn, and hear our voice, And us again1 revive; That so thy people may rejoice By thee preserved alive. 7 Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord, Thy saving health to us afford, 8 And now what God the Lord will speak, To his dear saints he will speak peace, 9 Surely to such as do him fear And glory shall ere long appear 10 Mercy and Truth that long were missed Sweet Peace and Righteousness have kissed, 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, 1 Heb. Turn to quicken us. 2 Heb. He will set his steps to the way. |