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4 As thee their God our fathers own'd,
thou art our sov'reign King; O! therefore, as thou didst to them,
to us deliv'rance bring. 5 Through thy victorious name, our arms
the proudest foes shall quell; And crush them with repeated strokes,
as oft as they rebel. 6 I'll neither trust my bow nor sword,
when I in fight engage; 7 But thee, who hast our foes subdu'd,
and sham'd their spiteful rage. 8 To thee the triumph we ascribe,
from whom the conquest came: In God we will rejoice all day, and ever bless his name.
PART II. 9 But thou hast cast us off; and now
most shamefully we yield; For thou no more vouchsaf'st to lead
our armies to the field: 10 Since when, to every upstart foe
we turn our backs in fight; And with our spoil their malice feast,
who bear us ancient spite. 11 To slaughter doom'd, we fall, like sheep,
into their butch'ring hands; Or (what's more wretched yet) survive,
dispers'd through heathen lands. 12 Thy people thou hast sold for slaves,
and set their price so low, That not thy treasure, by the sale,
but their disgrace, may grow. 13, 14 Reproach'd by all the nations round,
the heathen's by-word grown; Whose scorn of us is both in speech
and mocking gestures shown. 15 Confusion strikes me blind; my face
in conscious shame I hide; 16 While we are scoff'd, and God blasphem’d, by their licentious pride.
PART III. 17 On us this heap of woes is fall'n,
all this we have endur'd; Yet have not, Lord, renounc'd thy name,
or faith to thee abjur'd; 18 But in thy righteous paths have kept
our hearts and steps with care; 19 Though thou hast broken all our strength, and we almost despair.
20 Could we, forgetting thy great name,
on other gods rely, 21 And not the Searcher of all hearts
the treach'rous crime descry? 22 Thou seest what sufl'rings, for thy sake,
we every day sustain; All slaughter'd, or reserv'd like sheep
appointed to be slain. 23 Awake, arise ; let seeming sleep
no longer thee detain; Nor let us, Lord, who sue to thee,
for ever sue in vain. 24 O! wherefore hidest thou thy face
from our afflicted state, 25 Whose souls and bodies sink to earth
with grief's oppressive weight? 26 Arise, O Lord, and timely haste
to our deliv'rance make; Redeem us, Lord ;---if not for ours, yet for thy mercy's sake.
PSALM XLV. 1 VHILE I the King's loud praise rehearse;
indited by my heart, My tongue is like the pen of him
that writes with ready art. 2 How matchless is thy form, O King!
thy mouth with grace o'erflows; Because fresh blessings God on thee
eternally bestows. 3 Gird on thy sword, most mighty prince;
and, clad in rich array, With glorious ornaments of power,
majestic pomp display.
the meek, the just, and true;
does all thy foes pursue.
that dare thy power despise ! Down, down they fall, while through their heart
the feather'd arrow flies.
for ever to endure;
by righteous laws secure.
did upright ways approve,
where wand'ring sinners rove;
the oil of gladness shed;
And has, above thy fellows round,
advanc'd thy lofty head. 8 With cassia, aloes, and myrrh,
thy royal robes abound; Whích, from the stately wardrobe brought,
spread grateful odours round. 9 Among the honourable train
did princely virgins wait;
and to my words attend; Forget thy native country now,
and every former friend.
nor shall his love decay;
to him due rev'rence pay.
shall humble presents make; And all the wealthy nations sue
thy favour to partake.
all inward graces fill;
adorn'd with costly skill.
with needles richly wrought, Attended by her virgin train,
shall to the King be brought.
the triumph moves along ;
receives the pompous throng.
must princely sons expect; Whom thou to diff'rent realms may'st send,
to govern and protect : 17 Whilst this my song to future times
transmits thy glorious name; And makes the world, with one consent, thy lasting praise proclaim.
PSALM XLVI. i VOD is our refuge in distress;
A present help when dangers press;
in him, undaunted, we'll confide; 2, 3 Though earth were from her centre tost, And mountains in the ocean lost, torn piece-meal by the roaring tide.
4 A gentler stream with gladness still The city of our Lord shall fill,
the royal seat of God most high : 5 God dwells in Sion, whose fair towers Shall mock th' assaults of earthly powers,
while his Almighty aid is nigh. 6 In tumults when the heathen rag'd, And kingdoms war against us wag'd,
he thunder'd, and dispers’d their powers: way The Lord of hosts conducts our arms, Our tower of refuge in alarms,
our fathers' Guardian-God and ours. 8 Come, see the wonders he hath wrought, On earth what desolation brought;
how he has calm’d the jarring world : 9 He broke the warlike spear and bow; With them their thund'ring chariots too
into devouring flames were hurld. 10 Submit to God's Almighty sway; For him the heathen shall obey,
and earth her Sov'reign Lord confess: 11 The God of hosts conducts our arms, Our tower of refuge in alarms, as to our fathers in distress.
PSALM XLVII. 2 ALL ye people, clap your hands,
and with triumphant voices sing ; No force the mighty power withstands
of God, the universal King. 3, 4 He shall opposing nations quell,
and with success our battles fight ; Shall fix the place where we must dwell,
the pride of Jacob, his delight. 3, 6 God is gone up, our Lord and King,
with shouts of joy, and trumpets' sound, To him repeated praises sing,
and let the cheerful song rebound. 7, 8 Your utmost skill in praise be shown,
for him who all the world commands, Who sits upon his righteous throne,
and spreads his sway o'er heathen lands. 9 Our chiefs and tribes that far from hence
to serve the God of Abr’am came, Found him their constant sure defence : how great and glorious is his name !
and greatly to be prais’d
his sacred throne is rais'd.
2 Her towers, the joy of all the earth,
with beauteous prospect rise; On her north side th’ Almighty King's
imperial city lies. 3 God in her palaces is known;
his presence is her guard: 4 Confed’rate kings withdrew their siege,
and of success despair'd. 5 They view'd her walls, admir'd, and fled,
with grief and terror struck; 6 Like women,
whom the sudden pangs of travail had o'ertook. 7 No wretched crew of mariners
appear like them forlorn, When fleets from Tarshish' wealthy coasts
by eastern winds are torn. 8 In Sion we have seen perform'd
a work that was foretold, In pledge that God, for times to come,
his city will uphold. 9 Not in our fortresses and walls
did we, O God, confide; But on the temple fix'd our hopes,
in which thou dost reside. 10 According to thy Sov’reign name,
thy praise through earth extends; Thy powerful arm, as justice guides,
chastises or defends. 11 Let Sion's mount with joy resound;
her daughters all be taught In songs his judgments to extol,
who this delivrance wrought. 12 Compass her walls in solemn pomp;
your eyes quite round her cast; Count all her towers, and see if there
you find one stone displac'd. 13 Her forts and palaces survey;
observe their order well; That, with assurance, to your heirs
his wonders you may tell. 14 This God is ours, and will be ours,
whilst we in him confide; Who, as he has preserv'd us now, till death will be our guide.
PSALM XLIX. 1, 2 ET all the listning world attend,
instruction hear; Let high and low, and rich and poor,
with joint consent give ear. 3 My mouth, with sacred wisdom fill’d, shall good advice impart;