132 PSALM CXXXII. 1 DAVID, and his afflictions all, Lord, do thou think upon; 2 How unto God he sware, and vow'd to Jacob's mighty One. 3 I will not come within my house, nor rest in bed at all; 4 Nor shall mine eyes take any sleep, nor eyelids slumber shall; 5 Till for the Lord a place I find, where he may make abode; A place of habitation for Jacob's mighty God. 6 Lo, at the place of Ephratah And we did find it in the fields, 7 We'll go into his tabernacles, 8 Arise, O Lord, into thy rest, th' ark of thy strength, and thou. 9 O let thy priests be clothed, Lord, with truth and righteousness; And let all those that are thy saints shout loud for joyfulness. 10 For thine own servant David's sake, do not deny thy grace; Nor of thine own anointed one 11 The Lord in truth to David sware, I of thy body's fruit will make 12 My cov'nant if thy sons will keep, 13 For God of Sion hath made choice; there he desires to dwell. 14 This is my rest, here still I'll stay; for I do like it well. 15 Her food I'll greatly bless; her poor with bread will satisfy. 16 Her priests I'll clothe with health; her shall shout forth joyfully. [saints 17 And there will I make David's horn to bud forth pleasantly: For him that mine anointed is a lamp ordain'd have I. 18 As with a garment I will clothe with shame his en'mies all: But yet the crown that he doth wear upon him flourish shall. PSALM CXXXIII. 1 BEHOLD, how good a thing it is, 2 Like precious ointment on the head, 3 As Hermon's dew, the dew that doth on Sion' hills descend: For there the blessing God commands, life that shall never end. 135 PSALM CXXXV. 1 PRAISE ye the Lord, the Lord's name his servants, praise ye God. [praise; 2 Who stand in God's house, in the courts of our God make abode. 3 Praise ye the Lord, for he is good; 4 For Jacob to himself the Lord 5. Because I know assuredly And that our Lord above all gods 6 What things soever pleas'd the Lord, that in the heav'n did he, And in the earth, the seas, and all 7 He from the ends of earth doth make 1 PRAISE God, for he is kind: His mercy lasts for aye. 2 Give thanks with heart and mind To God of gods alway: For certainly his mercies dure 8 The Lord of lords praise ye, Doth work by his great pow'r : 5 Which God omnipotent, 6 To him who did outstretch For certainly his mercies dure SECOND VERSION. 7 Great lights he made to be; 8 Such as the sun we see, For certainly his mercies dure 9 Also the moon so clear, Which shineth in our sight; The stars that do appear, To guide the darksome night: For certainly his mercies dure Most firm and sure eternally. 10 To him that Egypt smote, Who did his message scorn; And in his anger hot Did kill all their first-born: For certainly his mercies dure Most firm and sure eternally. 11 Thence Isr'el out he brought; For his grace lasteth ever. 12 With a strong hand he wrought, And stretch'd-out arm deliver : For certainly his mercies dure Most firm and sure eternally. |