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1    Keep not, O God, we thee entreat,

          O keep not silence now:

     Do thou not hold thy peace, O God,

          and still no more be thou.

2    For, lo, thine enemies a noise

          tumultuously have made;

     And they that haters are of thee

          have lifted up the head.

3    Against thy chosen people they

          do crafty counsel take;

     And they against thy hidden ones

          do consultations make.

4    Come, let us cut them off, said they,

          from being a nation,

     That of the name of Isr’el may

          no more be mention.

5    For with joint heart they plot, in league

          against thee they combine.

6    The tents of Edom, Ishm’elites,

          Moab’s and Hagar’s line;

7    Gebal, and Ammon, Amalek,

          Philistines, those of Tyre;

8    And Assur join’d with them, to help

          Lot’s children they conspire.

9    Do to them as to Midian,

          Jabin at Kison strand;

10   And Sis’ra, which at En-dor fell,

          as dung to fat the land.

11   Like Oreb and like Zeeb make

          their noble men to fall;

     Like Zeba and Zalmunna like,

          make thou their princes all;

12   Who said, For our possession

          let us God’s houses take.

13   My God, them like a wheel, as chaff

          before the wind, them make.

14   As fire consumes the wood, as flame

          doth mountains set on fire,

15   Chase and affright them with the storm

          and tempest of thine ire.

16   Their faces fill with shame, O Lord,

          that they may seek thy name.

17   Let them confounded be, and vex’d,

          and perish in their shame:

18   That men may know that thou, to whom

          alone doth appertain

     The name Jehovah, dost most high

          o’er all the earth remain.

1    How lovely is thy dwelling-place,

          O Lord of hosts, to me!

     The tabernacles of thy grace

          how pleasant, Lord, they be!

2    My thirsty soul longs veh’mently,

          yea faints, thy courts to see:

     My very heart and flesh cry out,

          O living God, for thee.

3    Behold, the sparrow findeth out

          an house wherein to rest;

     The swallow also for herself

          hath purchased a nest;

     Ev’n thine own altars,* where she safe

          her young ones forth may bring,

     O thou almighty Lord of hosts,

          who art my God and King.

4    Bless’d are they in thy house that dwell,

          they ever give thee praise.

5    Bless’d is the man whose strength thou art,

          in whose heart are thy ways:

6    Who passing thorough Baca’s vale,

          therein do dig up wells;

     Also the rain that falleth down

          the pools with water fills.

7    So they from strength unwearied go

          still forward unto strength,

     Until in Sion they appear

          before the Lord at length.

8    Lord God of hosts, my prayer hear;

          O Jacob’s God, give ear.

9    See God our shield, look on the face

          of thine anointed dear.

10   For in thy courts one day excels

          a thousand; rather in

     My God’s house will I keep a door,

          than dwell in tents of sin.

11   For God the Lord’s a sun and shield:

          he’ll grace and glory give;

     And will withhold no good from them

          that uprightly do live.

12   O thou that art the Lord of hosts,

          that man is truly blest,

     Who by assured confidence

          on thee alone doth rest.

1    O Lord, thou hast been favourable

          to thy beloved land:

     Jacob’s captivity thou hast

          recall’d with mighty hand.

2    Thou pardoned thy people hast

          all their iniquities;

     Thou all their trespasses and sins

          hast cover’d from thine eyes.

3    Thou took’st off all thine ire, and turn’dst

          from thy wrath’s furiousness.

4    Turn us, God of our health, and cause

          thy wrath ‘gainst us to cease.

5    Shall thy displeasure thus endure

          against us without end?

     Wilt thou to generations all

          thine anger forth extend?

6    That in thee may thy people joy,

          wilt thou not us revive?

7    Shew us thy mercy, Lord, to us

          do thy salvation give.

8    I’ll hear what God the Lord will speak:

          to his folk he’ll speak peace,

     And to his saints; but let them not

          return to foolishness.

9    To them that fear him surely near

          is his salvation;

     That glory in our land may have

          her habitation.

10   Truth met with mercy, righteousness

          and peace kiss’d mutually:

11   Truth springs from earth, and righteousness

          looks down from heaven high.

12   Yea, what is good the Lord shall give;

          our land shall yield increase:

13   Justice, to set us in his steps,

          shall go before his face.

1    My God, deliver me from those

          that are mine enemies;

     And do thou me defend from those

          that up against me rise.

2    Do thou deliver me from them

          that work iniquity;

     And give me safety from the men

          of bloody cruelty.

3    For, lo, they for my soul lay wait:

          the mighty do combine

     Against me, Lord; not for my fault,

          nor any sin of mine.

4    They run, and, without fault in me,

          themselves do ready make:

     Awake to meet me with thy help;

          and do thou notice take.

5    Awake therefore, Lord God of hosts,

          thou God of Israel,

     To visit heathen all: spare none

          that wickedly rebel.

6    At ev’ning they go to and fro;

          they make great noise and sound,

     Like to a dog, and often walk

          about the city round.

7    Behold, they belch out with their mouth,

          and in their lips are swords:

     For they do say thus, Who is he

          that now doth hear our words?

8    But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them,

          and all the heathen mock.

9    While he’s in pow’r I’ll wait on thee;

          for God is my high rock.

10   He of my mercy that is God

          betimes shall me prevent;

     Upon mine en’mies God shall let

          me see mine heart’s content.

11   Them slay not, lest my folk forget;

          but scatter them abroad

     By thy strong pow’r; and bring them down,

          O thou our shield and God.

12   For their mouth’s sin, and for the words

          that from their lips do fly,

     Let them be taken in their pride;

          because they curse and lie.

13   In wrath consume them, them consume,

          that so they may not be:

     And that in Jacob God doth rule

          to th’ earth’s ends let them see.

14   At ev’ning let thou them return,

          making great noise and sound,

     Like to a dog, and often walk

          about the city round.

15   And let them wander up and down,

          in seeking food to eat;

     And let them grudge when they shall not

          be satisfy’d with meat.

16   But of thy pow’r I’ll sing aloud;

          at morn thy mercy praise:

     For thou to me my refuge wast,

          and tow’r, in troublous days.

17   O God, thou art my strength, I will

          sing praises unto thee;

     For God is my defence, a God

          of mercy unto me.

1    O Lord, thou hast rejected us,

          and scatter’d us abroad;

     Thou justly hast displeased been;

          return to us, O God.

2    The earth to tremble thou hast made;

          therein didst breaches make:

     Do thou thereof the breaches heal,

          because the land doth shake.

3    Unto thy people thou hard things

          hast shew’d, and on them sent;

     And thou hast caused us to drink

          wine of astonishment.

4    And yet a banner thou hast giv’n

          to them who thee do fear;

     That it by them, because of truth,

          displayed may appear.

5    That thy beloved people may

          deliver’d be from thrall,

     Save with the pow’r of thy right hand,

          and hear me when I call.

6    God in his holiness hath spoke;

          herein I will take pleasure:

     Shechem I will divide, and forth

          will Succoth’s valley measure.

7    Gilead I claim as mine by right;

          Manasseh mine shall be;

     Ephraim is of mine head the strength;

          Judah gives laws for me;

8    Moab’s my washing-pot; my shoe

          I’ll over Edom throw;

     And over Palestina’s land

          I will in triumph go.

9    O who is he will bring me to

          the city fortify’d?

     O who is he that to the land

          of Edom will me guide?

10   O God, which hadest us cast off,

          this thing wilt thou not do?

     Ev’n thou, O God, which didest not

          forth with our armies go?

11   Help us from trouble; for the help

          is vain which man supplies.

12   Through God we’ll do great acts; he shall

          tread down our enemies.

1    O God, give ear unto my cry;

          unto my pray’r attend.

2    From th’ utmost corner of the land

          my cry to thee I’ll send.

     What time my heart is overwhelm’d,

          and in perplexity,

     Do thou me lead unto the Rock

          that higher is than I.

3    For thou hast for my refuge been

          a shelter by thy pow’r;

     And for defence against my foes

          thou hast been a strong tow’r.

4    Within thy tabernacle I

          for ever will abide;

     And under covert of thy wings

          with confidence me hide.

5    For thou the vows that I did make,

          O Lord my God, didst hear:

     Thou hast giv’n me the heritage

          of those thy name that fear.

6    A life prolong’d for many days

          thou to the king shalt give;

     Like many generations be

          the years which he shall live.

7    He in God’s presence his abode

          for evermore shall have:

     O do thou truth and mercy both

          prepare, that may him save.

8    And so will I perpetually

          sing praise unto thy name;

     That having made my vows, I may

          each day perform the same.

1    My soul with expectation

          depends on God indeed;

     My strength and my salvation doth

          from him alone proceed.

2    He only my salvation is,

          and my strong rock is he:

     He only is my sure defence;

          much mov’d I shall not be.

3    How long will ye against a man

          plot mischief? ye shall all

     Be slain; ye as a tott’ring fence

          shall be, and bowing wall.

4    They only plot to cast him down

          from his excellency:

     They joy in lies; with mouth they bless,

          but they curse inwardly.

5    My soul, wait thou with patience

          upon thy God alone;

     On him dependeth all my hope

          and expectation.

6    He only my salvation is,

          and my strong rock is he;

     He only is my sure defence:

          I shall not moved be.

7    In God my glory placed is,

          and my salvation sure;

     In God the rock is of my strength,

          my refuge most secure.

8    Ye people, place your confidence

          in him continually;

     Before him pour ye out your heart:

          God is our refuge high.

9    Surely mean men are vanity,

          and great men are a lie;

     In balance laid, they wholly are

          more light than vanity.

10   Trust ye not in oppression,

          in robb’ry be not vain;

     On wealth set not your hearts, when as

          increased is your gain.

11   God hath it spoken once to me,

          yea, this I heard again,

     That power to Almighty God

          alone doth appertain.

12   Yea, mercy also unto thee

          belongs, O Lord, alone:

     For thou according to his work

          rewardest ev’ry one.

1    Lord, thee my God, I’ll early seek:

          my soul doth thirst for thee;

     My flesh longs in a dry parch’d land,

          wherein no waters be:

2    That I thy power may behold,

          and brightness of thy face,

     As I have seen thee heretofore

          within thy holy place.

3    Since better is thy love than life,

          my lips thee praise shall give.

4    I in thy name will lift my hands,

          and bless thee while I live.

5    Ev’n as with marrow and with fat

          my soul shall filled be;

     Then shall my mouth with joyful lips

          sing praises unto thee:

6    When I do thee upon my bed

          remember with delight,

     And when on thee I meditate

          in watches of the night.

7    In shadow of thy wings I’ll joy;

          for thou mine help hast been.

8    My soul thee follows hard; and me

          thy right hand doth sustain.

9    Who seek my soul to spill shall sink

          down to earth’s lowest room.

10   They by the sword shall be cut off,

          and foxes’ prey become.

11   Yet shall the king in God rejoice,

          and each one glory shall

     That swear by him: but stopp’d shall be

          the mouth of liars all.

1    Great is the Lord, and greatly he

          is to be praised still,

     Within the city of our God,

          upon his holy hill.

2    Mount Sion stands most beautiful,

          the joy of all the land;

     The city of the mighty King

          on her north side doth stand.

3    The Lord within her palaces

          is for a refuge known.

4    For, lo, the kings that gather’d were

          together, by have gone.

5    But when they did behold the same,

          they, wond’ring, would not stay;

     But, being troubled at the sight,

          they thence did haste away.

6    Great terror there took hold on them;

          they were possess’d with fear;

     Their grief came like a woman’s pain,

          when she a child doth bear.

7    Thou Tarshish ships with east wind break’st:

8         As we have heard it told,

     So, in the city of the Lord,

          our eyes did it behold;

     In our God’s city, which his hand

          for ever stablish will.

9    We of thy loving-kindness thought,

          Lord, in thy temple still.

10   O Lord, according to thy name,

          through all the earth’s thy praise;

     And thy right hand, O Lord, is full

          of righteousness always.

11   Because thy judgments are made known,

          let Sion mount rejoice;

     Of Judah let the daughters all

          send forth a cheerful voice.

12   Walk about Sion, and go round;

          the high tow’rs thereof tell:

13   Consider ye her palaces,

          and mark her bulwarks well;

     That ye may tell posterity.

14        For this God doth abide

     Our God for evermore; he will

          ev’n unto death us guide.

1    Hear this, all people, and give ear,

          all in the world that dwell;

2    Both low and high, both rich and poor.

3         My mouth shall wisdom tell:

     My heart shall knowledge meditate.

4         I will incline mine ear

     To parables, and on the harp

          my sayings dark declare.

5    Amidst those days that evil be,

          why should I, fearing, doubt?

     When of my heels th’ iniquity

          shall compass me about.

6    Whoe’er they be that in their wealth

          their confidence do pitch,

     And boast themselves, because they are

          become exceeding rich:

7    Yet none of these his brother can

          redeem by any way;

     Nor can he unto God for him

          sufficient ransom pay,

8    (Their soul’s redemption precious is,

          and it can never be,)

9    That still he should for ever live,

          and not corruption see.

10   For why? he seeth that wise men die,

          and brutish fools also

     Do perish; and their wealth, when dead,

          to others they let go.

11   Their inward thought is, that their house

          and dwelling-places shall

     Stand through all ages; they their lands

          by their own names do call.

12   But yet in honour shall not man

          abide continually;

     But passing hence, may be compar’d

          unto the beasts that die.

13   Thus brutish folly plainly is

          their wisdom and their way;

     Yet their posterity approve

          what they do fondly say.

14   Like sheep they in the grave are laid,

          and death shall them devour;

     And in the morning upright men

          shall over them have pow’r:

     Their beauty from their dwelling shall

          consume within the grave.

15   But from hell’s hand God will me free,

          for he shall me receive.

16   Be thou not then afraid when one

          enriched thou dost see,

     Nor when the glory of his house

          advanced is on high:

17   For he shall carry nothing hence

          when death his days doth end;

     Nor shall his glory after him

          into the grave descend.

18   Although he his own soul did bless

          whilst he on earth did live;

     (And when thou to thyself dost well,

          men will thee praises give;)

19   He to his fathers’ race shall go,

          they never shall see light.

20   Man honour’d wanting knowledge is

          like beasts that perish quite.