1 THE heav'ns God's glory do declare, the skies his hand-works preach: 2 Day utters speech to day, and night to night doth knowledge teach. 3 There is no speech nor tongue to which their voice doth not extend: 4 Their line is gone through all the earth, their words to the world's end. In them he set the sun a tent; 5 Who, bridegroom-like, forth goes From 's chamber, as a strong man doth to run his race rejoice. 9 Unspotted is the fear of God, and doth endure for ever: The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether. 10 They more than gold, yea, much fine Than honey, honey from the comb 11 Moreover, they thy servant warn A great reward provided is 12 Who can his errors understand? circling to th' end again; 7 God's law is perfect, and converts 8 The statutes of the Lord are right, The Lord's command is pure, and doth light to the eyes impart. from all presumptuous sin: And do not suffer them to have I from much sin shall be. 14 The words which from my mouth ceed, pro the thoughts sent from my heart, Accept, O Lord, for thou my strength and my Redeemer art. Display our banners: and the Lord thy prayers all fulfil. 6 Now know I God his king doth save: he from his holy heav'n Will hear him, with the saving strength by his own right hand giv'n. 7 In chariots some put confidence, 8 We rise, and upright stand, when they are bowed down, and fall. 9 Deliver, Lord; and let the King us hear, when we do call. 1 THE king in thy great strength, O Lord, shall very joyful be: [In thy salvation rejoice how veh❜mently shall he! 2 Thou hast bestowed upon him all that his heart would have; And thou from him didst not withhold whate'er his lips did crave. 3 For thou with blessings him prevent'st of goodness manifold; And thou hast set upon his head 4 When he desired life of thee, 5 In that salvation wrought by thee 6 Because that thou for evermore And thou hast with thy countenance made him exceeding glad. 7 Because the king upon the Lord his confidence doth lay; And through the grace of the most shall not be mov'd away. [High 1 MY God, my God, why hast thou me forsaken? why so far Art thou from helping me, and from my words that roaring are? 2 All day, my God, to thee I cry, yet am not heard by thee; And in the season of the night I cannot silent be. 3 But thou art holy, thou that dost inhabit Isr'el's praise. 4 Our fathers hop'd in thee, they hop'd, and thou didst them release. 5 When unto thee they sent their cry, to them deliv'rance came: Because they put their trust in thee, they were not put to shame. 6 But as for me, a worm I am, and as no man am priz'd: Reproach of men I am, and by the people am despis'd. 7 All that me see laugh me to scorn; shoot out the lip do they ; They nod and shake their heads at me, and, mocking, thus do say, 8 This man did trust in God, that he 9 But thou art he out of the womb 10 And I was cast upon thy care, ev'n from the womb till now; And from my mother's belly, Lord, my God and guide art thou. 11 Be not far off, for grief is near, and none to help is found. 12 Bulls many compass me, strong bulls of Bashan me surround. 13 Their mouths they open'd wide on me, upon me gape did they, Like to a lion ravening and roaring for his prey. 14 Like water I'm pour'd out, my bones all out of joint do part: Amidst my bowels, as the wax so melted is my heart. |