Category: Songs of Christ

1    Lord, from the depths to thee I cry’d.

2         My voice, Lord, do thou hear:

     Unto my supplication’s voice

          give an attentive ear.

3    Lord, who shall stand, if thou, O Lord,

          should’st mark iniquity?

4    But yet with thee forgiveness is,

          that fear’d thou mayest be.

5    I wait for God, my soul doth wait,

          my hope is in his word.

6    More than they that for morning watch,

          my soul waits for the Lord;

 I say, more than they that do watch

          the morning light to see.

7    Let Israel hope in the Lord,

          for with him mercies be;

     And plenteous redemption

          is ever found with him.

8    And from all his iniquities

          he Isr’el shall redeem.

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

          of it we understood;

     And we did find it in the fields,

          and city of the wood.

7    We’ll go into his tabernacles,

          and at his footstool bow.

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

          turn thou away the face.

11   The Lord in truth to David sware,

          he will not turn from it,

     I of thy body’s fruit will make

          upon thy throne to sit.

12   My cov’nant if thy sons will keep,

          and laws to them made known,

     Their children then shall also sit

          for ever on thy throne.

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 saints

          shall shout forth joyfully.

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.

1    Praise ye the Lord, the Lord’s name praise;

          his servants, praise ye God.

2    Who stand in God’s house, in the courts

          of our God make abode.

3    Praise ye the Lord, for he is good;

          unto him praises sing:

     Sing praises to his name, because

          it is a pleasant thing.

4    For Jacob to himself the Lord

          did chuse of his good pleasure,

     And he hath chosen Israel

          for his peculiar treasure.

5    Because I know assuredly

          the Lord is very great,

     And that our Lord above all gods

          in glory hath his seat.

6    What things soever pleas’d the Lord,

          that in the heav’n did he,

     And in the earth, the seas, and all

          the places deep that be.

7    He from the ends of earth doth make

          the vapours to ascend;

     With rain he lightnings makes, and wind

          doth from his treasures send.

8    Egypt’s first-born, from man to beast

9         who smote. Strange tokens he

     On Phar’oh and his servants sent,

          Egypt, in midst of thee.

10   He smote great nations, slew great kings:

11         Sihon of Heshbon king,

     And Og of Bashan, and to nought

          did Canaan’s kingdoms bring:

12   And for a wealthy heritage

          their pleasant land he gave,

     An heritage which Israel,

          his chosen folk, should have.

13   Thy name, O Lord, shall still endure,

          and thy memorial

     With honour shall continu’d be

          to generations all.

14   For why? the righteous God will judge

          his people righteously;

     Concerning those that do him serve,

          himself repent will he.

15   The idols of the nations

          of silver are and gold,

     And by the hands of men is made

          their fashion and mould.

16   Mouths have they, but they do not speak;

          eyes, but they do not see;

17   Ears have they, but hear not; and in

          their mouths no breathing be.

18   Their makers are like them; so are

          all that on them rely.

19   O Isr’el’s house, bless God; bless God,

          O Aaron’s family.

20   O bless the Lord, of Levi’s house

          ye who his servants are;

     And bless the holy name of God,

          all ye the Lord that fear.

21   And blessed be the Lord our God

          from Sion’s holy hill,

     Who dwelleth at Jerusalem.

          The Lord O praise ye still.

1    My heart not haughty is, O Lord,

          mine eyes not lofty be;

     Nor do I deal in matters great,

          or things too high for me.

2    I surely have myself behav’d

          with quiet sp’rit and mild,

     As child of mother wean’d: my soul

          is like a weaned child.

3    Upon the Lord let all the hope

          of Israel rely,

     Ev’n from the time that present is

          unto eternity.

1    By Babel’s streams we sat and wept,

          when Sion we thought on.

2    In midst thereof we hang’d our harps

          the willow-trees upon.

3    For there a song required they,

          who did us captive bring:

     Our spoilers call’d for mirth, and said,

          A song of Sion sing.

4    O how the Lord’s song shall we sing

          within a foreign land?

5    If thee, Jerus’lem, I forget,

          skill part from my right hand.

6    My tongue to my mouth’s roof let cleave,

          if I do thee forget,

     Jerusalem, and thee above

          my chief joy do not set.

7    Remember Edom’s children, Lord,

          who in Jerus’lems day,

     Ev’n unto its foundation,

          Raze, raze it quite, did say.

8    O daughter thou of Babylon,

          near to destruction;

     Bless’d shall he be that thee rewards,

          as thou to us hast done.

9    Yea, happy surely shall he be

          thy tender little ones

     Who shall lay hold upon, and them

          shall dash against the stones.