Psalm 147

Psalm 147:1-7 1.30.22 LIVE

1    Praise ye the Lord; for it is good
          praise to our God to sing:
     For it is pleasant, and to praise
          it is a comely thing.

2    God doth build up Jerusalem;
          and he it is alone
     That the dispers’d of Israel
          doth gather into one.

3    Those that are broken in their heart,
          and grieved in their minds,
     He healeth, and their painful wounds
          he tenderly up-binds.

4    He counts the number of the stars;
          he names them ev’ry one.
5    Great is our Lord, and of great pow’r;
          his wisdom search can none.

6    The Lord lifts up the meek; and casts
          the wicked to the ground.
7    Sing to the Lord, and give him thanks;
          on harp his praises sound;

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8    Who covereth the heav’n with clouds,

          who for the earth below

     Prepareth rain, who maketh grass

          upon the mountains grow.

9    He gives the beast his food, he feeds

          the ravens young that cry.

10   His pleasure not in horses’ strength,

          nor in man’s legs, doth lie.

11   But in all those that do him fear

          the Lord doth pleasure take;

     In those that to his mercy do

          by hope themselves betake.

12   The Lord praise, O Jerusalem;

          Sion, thy God confess:

13   For thy gates’ bars he maketh strong;

          thy sons in thee doth bless.

14   He in thy borders maketh peace;

          with fine wheat filleth thee.

15   He sends forth his command on earth,

          his word runs speedily.

16   Hoar-frost, like ashes, scatt’reth he;

          like wool he snow doth give:

17   Like morsels casteth forth his ice;

          who in its cold can live?

18   He sendeth forth his mighty word,

          and melteth them again;

     His wind he makes to blow, and then

          the waters flow amain.

19   The doctrine of his holy word

          to Jacob he doth show;

     His statutes and his judgments he

          gives Israel to know.

20   To any nation never he

          such favour did afford;

     For they his judgments have not known.

          O do ye praise the Lord.

Psalm 140

1    Lord, from the ill and froward man

          give me deliverance,

     And do thou safe preserve me from

          the man of violence:

2    Who in their heart mischievous things

          are meditating ever;

     And they for war assembled are

          continually together.

3    Much like unto a serpent’s tongue

          their tongues they sharp do make;

     And underneath their lips there lies

          the poison of a snake.

4    Lord, keep me from the wicked’s hands,

          from vi’lent men me save;

     Who utterly to overthrow

          my goings purpos’d have.

5    The proud for me a snare have hid,

          and cords; yea, they a net

     Have by the way-side for me spread;

          they gins for me have set.

6    I said unto the Lord, Thou art

          my God: unto the cry

     Of all my supplications,

          Lord, do thine ear apply.

7    O God the Lord, who art the strength

          of my salvation:

     A cov’ring in the day of war

          my head thou hast put on.

8    Unto the wicked man, O Lord,

          his wishes do not grant;

     Nor further thou his ill device,

          lest they themselves should vaunt.

9    As for the head and chief of those

          about that compass me,

     Ev’n by the mischief of their lips

          let thou them cover’d be.

10   Let burning coals upon them fall,

          them throw in fiery flame,

     And in deep pits, that they no more

          may rise out of the same.

11   Let not an evil speaker be

          on earth established:

     Mischief shall hunt the vi’lent man,

          till he be ruined.

12   I know God will th’ afflicted’s cause

          maintain, and poor men’s right.

13   Surely the just shall praise thy name;

          th’ upright dwell in thy sight.

Psalm 145

Second Version (L.M.)
TUNE: Before the Throne of God Above

1    O Lord, thou art my God and King;
          Thee will I magnify and praise:
     I will thee bless, and gladly sing
          Unto thy holy name always.

2    Each day I rise I will thee bless,
 And praise thy name time without end.
3    Much to be prais’d, and great God is;
          His greatness none can comprehend.

4    Race shall thy works praise unto race,
          The mighty acts show done by thee.
5    I will speak of the glorious grace,
          And honour of thy majesty;

     Thy wondrous works I will record.
6         By men the might shall be extoll’d
     Of all thy dreadful acts, O Lord:
          And I thy greatness will unfold.

7    They utter shall abundantly
          The mem’ry of thy goodness great;
     And shall sing praises cheerfully,
          Whilst they thy righteousness relate.

8    The Lord our God is gracious,
          Compassionate is he also;
     In mercy he is plenteous,
          But unto wrath and anger slow.

9    Good unto all men is the Lord:
          O’er all his works his mercy is.
10   Thy works all praise to thee afford:
          Thy saints, O Lord, thy name shall bless.

11   The glory of thy kingdom show
          Shall they, and of thy power tell:
12   That so men’s sons his deeds may know,
          His kingdom’s grace that doth excel.

13   Thy kingdom hath none end at all,
          It doth through ages all remain.
14   The Lord upholdeth all that fall,
          The cast-down raiseth up again.

15   The eyes of all things, Lord, attend,
          And on thee wait that here do live,
     And thou, in season due, dost send
          Sufficient food them to relieve.

16   Yea, thou thine hand dost open wide,
          And ev’ry thing dost satisfy
That lives, and doth on earth abide,
          Of thy great liberality.

17   The Lord is just in his ways all,
          And holy in his works each one.
18   He’s near to all that on him call,
          Who call in truth on him alone.

19   God will the just desire fulfil
          Of such as do him fear and dread:
     Their cry regard, and hear he will,
          And save them in the time of need.

20   The Lord preserves all, more and less,
          That bear to him a loving heart:
     But workers all of wickedness
          Destroy will he, and clean subvert.

21   Therefore my mouth and lips I’ll frame
          To speak the praises of the Lord:
     To magnify his holy name
          For ever let all flesh accord.

First Version (C.M.)

1    I’ll thee extol, my God, O King;

          I’ll bless thy name always.

2    Thee will I bless each day, and will

          thy name for ever praise.

3    Great is the Lord, much to be prais’d;

          his greatness search exceeds.

4    Race unto race shall praise thy works,

          and shew thy mighty deeds.

5    I of thy glorious majesty

          the honour will record;

     I’ll speak of all thy mighty works,

          which wondrous are, O Lord.

6    Men of thine acts the might shall show,

          thine acts that dreadful are;

     And I, thy glory to advance,

          thy greatness will declare.

7    The mem’ry of thy goodness great

          they largely shall express;

     With songs of praise they shall extol

          thy perfect righteousness.

8    The Lord is very gracious,

          in him compassions flow;

     In mercy he is very great,

          and is to anger slow.

9    The Lord Jehovah unto all

          his goodness doth declare;

     And over all his other works

          his tender mercies are.

10   Thee all thy works shall praise, O Lord,

          and thee thy saints shall bless;

11   They shall thy kingdom’s glory show,

          thy pow’r by speech express:

12   To make the sons of men to know

          his acts done mightily,

And of his kingdom th’ excellent

          and glorious majesty.

13   Thy kingdom shall for ever stand,

          thy reign through ages all.

14   God raiseth all that are bow’d down,

          upholdeth all that fall.

15   The eyes of all things wait on thee,

          the giver of all good;

     And thou, in time convenient,

          bestow’st on them their food:

16   Thine hand thou open’st lib’rally,

          and of thy bounty gives

     Enough to satisfy the need

          of ev’ry thing that lives.

17   The Lord is just in all his ways,

          holy in his works all.

18   God’s near to all that call on him,

          in truth that on him call.

19   He will accomplish the desire

          of those that do him fear:

     He also will deliver them,

          and he their cry will hear.

20   The Lord preserves all who him love,

          that nought can them annoy:

     But he all those that wicked are

          will utterly destroy.

21   My mouth the praises of the Lord

          to publish cease shall never:

     Let all flesh bless his holy name

          for ever and for ever.

Psalm 144

1    O blessed ever be the Lord,

          who is my strength and might,

     Who doth instruct my hands to war,

          my fingers teach to fight.

2    My goodness, fortress, my high tow’r,

          deliverer, and shield,

     In whom I trust: who under me

          my people makes to yield.

3    Lord, what is man, that thou of him

          dost so much knowledge take?

     Or son of man, that thou of him

          so great account dost make?

4    Man is like vanity; his days,

          as shadows, pass away.

5    Lord, bow thy heav’ns, come down,

          touch thou the hills, and smoke shall they.

6    Cast forth thy lightning, scatter them;

          thine arrows shoot, them rout.

7    Thine hand send from above, me save;

          from great depths draw me out;

     And from the hand of children strange,

8         Whose mouth speaks vanity;

     And their right hand is a right hand

          that works deceitfully.

9    A new song I to thee will sing,

          Lord, on a psaltery;

     I on a ten-string’d instrument

          will praises sing to thee.

10   Ev’n he it is that unto kings

          salvation doth send;

     Who his own servant David doth

          from hurtful sword defend.

11   O free me from strange children’s hand,

          whose mouth speaks vanity;

     And their right hand a right hand is

          that works deceitfully.

12   That, as the plants, our sons may be

          in youth grown up that are;

     Our daughters like to corner-stones,

          carv’d like a palace fair.

13   That to afford all kind of store

          our garners may be fill’d;

     That our sheep thousands, in our streets

          ten thousands they may yield.

14    That strong our oxen be for work,

          that no in-breaking be,

     Nor going out; and that our streets

          may from complaints be free.

15   Those people blessed are who be

          in such a case as this;

     Yea, blessed all those people are,

          whose God Jehovah is.

Psalm 142

1    I with my voice cry’d to the Lord,

          with it made my request:

2    Pour’d out to him my plaint, to him

          my trouble I exprest.

3    When in me was o’erwhelm’d my sp’rit,

          then well thou knew’st my way;

     Where I did walk a snare for me

          they privily did lay.

4    I look’d on my right hand, and view’d,

          but none to know me were;

     All refuge failed me, no man

          did for my soul take care.

5    I cry’d to thee; I said, Thou art

          my refuge, Lord, alone;

     And in the land of those that live

          thou art my portion.

6    Because I am brought very low,

          attend unto my cry:

     Me from my persecutors save,

          who stronger are than I.

7    From prison bring my soul, that I

          thy name may glorify:

     The just shall compass me, when thou

          with me deal’st bounteously.

Psalm 141

1    O Lord, I unto thee do cry,

          do thou make haste to me,

     And give an ear unto my voice,

          when I cry unto thee.

2    As incense let my prayer be

          directed in thine eyes;

     And the uplifting of my hands

          as th’ ev ‘ning sacrifice.

3    Set, Lord, a watch before my mouth,

          keep of my lips the door.

4    My heart incline thou not unto

          the ills I should abhor,

     To practise wicked works with men

          that work iniquity;

     And with their delicates my taste

          let me not satisfy.

5    Let him that righteous is me smite,

          it shall a kindness be;

     Let him reprove, I shall it count

          a precious oil to me:

     Such smiting shall not break my head;

          for yet the time shall fall,

     When I in their calamities

          to God pray for them shall.

6    When as their judges down shall be

          in stony places cast,

     Then shall they hear my words; for they

          shall sweet be to their taste.

7    About the grave’s devouring mouth

          our bones are scatter’d round,

     As wood which men do cut and cleave

          lies scatter’d on the ground.

8    But unto thee, O God the Lord,

          mine eyes uplifted be:

     My soul do not leave destitute;

          my trust is set on thee.

9    Lord, keep me safely from the snares

          which they for me prepare;

     And from the subtile gins of them

          that wicked workers are.

10   Let workers of iniquity

          into their own nets fall,

     Whilst I do, by thine help, escape

          the danger of them all.

Psalm 139

1    O Lord, thou hast me search’d and known.

2         Thou know’st my sitting down,

     And rising up; yea, all my thoughts

          afar to thee are known.

3    My footsteps, and my lying down,

          thou compassest always;

     Thou also most entirely art

          acquaint with all my ways.

4    For in my tongue, before I speak,

          not any word can be,

     But altogether, lo, O Lord,

          it is well known to thee.

5    Behind, before, thou hast beset,

          and laid on me thine hand.

6    Such knowledge is too strange for me,

          too high to understand.

7    From thy Sp’rit whither shall I go?

          or from thy presence fly?

8    Ascend I heav’n, lo, thou art there;

          there, if in hell I lie.

9    Take I the morning wings, and dwell

          in utmost parts of sea;

10   Ev’n there, Lord, shall thy hand me lead,

          thy right hand hold shall me.

11   If I do say that darkness shall

          me cover from thy sight,

     Then surely shall the very night

          about me be as light.

12   Yea, darkness hideth not from thee,

          but night doth shine as day:

     To thee the darkness and the light

          are both alike alway.

13   For thou possessed hast my reins,

          and thou hast cover’d me,

     When I within my mother’s womb

          inclosed was by thee.

14   Thee will I praise; for fearfully

          and strangely made I am;

     Thy works are marv’llous, and right well

          my soul doth know the same.

15   My substance was not hid from thee,

          when as in secret I

     Was made; and in earth’s lowest parts

          was wrought most curiously.

16   Thine eyes my substance did behold,

          yet being unperfect;

     And in the volume of thy book

          my members all were writ;

     Which after in continuance

          were fashion’d ev’ry one,

     When as they yet all shapeless were,

          and of them there was none.

17   How precious also are thy thoughts,

          O gracious God, to me!

     And in their sum how passing great

          and numberless they be!

18   If I should count them, than the sand

          they more in number be:

     What time soever I awake,

          I ever am with thee.

VERSES 19-24 to the tune of Brian Sauve’s Tune for Psalm 1

19   Thou, Lord, wilt sure the wicked slay:
          hence from me bloody men.
20   Thy foes against thee loudly speak,
          and take thy name in vain.

21   Do not I hate all those, O Lord,
          that hatred bear to thee?
     With those that up against thee rise
          can I but grieved be?

22   With perfect hatred them I hate,
          my foes I them do hold.
23   Search me, O God, and know my heart,
          try me, my thoughts unfold:

24   And see if any wicked way
          there be at all in me;
     And in thine everlasting way
          to me a leader be.

Psalm 120

1    In my distress to God I cry’d,

          and he gave ear to me.

2    From lying lips, and guileful tongue,

          O Lord, my soul set free.

3    What shall be giv’n thee? or what shall

          be done to thee, false tongue?

4    Ev’n burning coals of juniper,

          sharp arrows of the strong.

5    Woe’s me that I in Mesech am

          a sojourner so long;

     That I in tabernacles dwell

          to Kedar that belong.

6    My soul with him that hateth peace

          hath long a dweller been.

7    I am for peace; but when I speak,

          for battle they are keen.

Psalm 112

1    Praise ye the Lord. The man is bless’d

          that fears the Lord aright,

     He who in his commandements

          doth greatly take delight.

2    His seed and offspring powerful

          shall be the earth upon:

     Of upright men blessed shall be

          the generation.

3    Riches and wealth shall ever be

          within his house in store;

     And his unspotted righteousness

          endures for evermore.

4    Unto the upright light doth rise,

          though he in darkness be:

     Compassionate, and merciful,

          and righteous, is he.

5    A good man doth his favour shew,

          and doth to others lend:

     He with discretion his affairs

          will guide unto the end.

6    Surely there is not any thing

          that ever shall him move:

     The righteous man’s memorial

          shall everlasting prove.

7    When he shall evil tidings hear,

          he shall not be afraid:

     His heart is fix’d, his confidence

          upon the Lord is stay’d.

8    His heart is firmly stablished,

          afraid he shall not be,

     Until upon his enemies

          he his desire shall see.

9    He hath dispers’d, giv’n to the poor;

          his righteousness shall be

     To ages all; with honour shall

          his horn be raised high.

10   The wicked shall it see, and fret,

          his teeth gnash, melt away:

     What wicked men do most desire

          shall utterly decay.

Psalm 105

1    Give thanks to God, call on his name;

          to men his deeds make known.

2    Sing ye to him, sing psalms; proclaim

          his wondrous works each one.

3    See that ye in his holy name

          to glory do accord;

     And let the heart of ev’ry one

          rejoice that seeks the Lord.

4    The Lord Almighty, and his strength,

          with stedfast hearts seek ye:

     His blessed and his gracious face

          seek ye continually.

5    Think on the works that he hath done,

          which admiration breed;

     His wonders, and the judgments all

          which from his mouth proceed;

6    O ye that are of Abr’ham’s race,

          his servant well approv’n;

     And ye that Jacob’s children are,

          whom he chose for his own.

7    Because he, and he only, is

          the mighty Lord our God;

     And his most righteous judgments are

          in all the earth abroad.

8    His cov’nant he remember’d hath,

          that it may ever stand:

     To thousand generations

          the word he did command.

9    Which covenant he firmly made

          with faithful Abraham,

     And unto Isaac, by his oath,

          he did renew the same:

10   And unto Jacob, for a law,

          he made it firm and sure,

     A covenant to Israel,

          which ever should endure.

11   He said, I’ll give Canaan’s land

          for heritage to you;

12   While they were strangers there, and few,

          in number very few:

13   While yet they went from land to land

          without a sure abode;

     And while through sundry kingdoms they

          did wander far abroad;

14   Yet, notwithstanding suffer’d he

          no man to do them wrong:

     Yea, for their sakes, he did reprove

          kings, who were great and strong.

15   Thus did he say, Touch ye not those

          that mine anointed be,

     Nor do the prophets any harm

          that do pertain to me.

16   He call’d for famine on the land,

          he brake the staff of bread:

17   But yet he sent a man before,

          by whom they should be fed;

     Ev’n Joseph, whom unnat’rally

          sell for a slave did they;

18   Whose feet with fetters they did hurt,

          and he in irons lay;

19   Until the time that his word came

          to give him liberty;

     The word and purpose of the Lord

          did him in prison try.

20   Then sent the king, and did command

          that he enlarg’d should be:

     He that the people’s ruler was

          did send to set him free.

21   A lord to rule his family

          he rais’d him, as most fit;

     To him of all that he possess’d

          he did the charge commit:

22   That he might at his pleasure bind

          the princes of the land;

     And he might teach his senators

          wisdom to understand.

23   The people then of Israel

          down into Egypt came;

     And Jacob also sojourned

          within the land of Ham.

24   And he did greatly by his pow’r

          increase his people there;

     And stronger than their enemies

          they by his blessing were.

25   Their heart he turned to envy

          his folk maliciously,

     With those that his own servants were

          to deal in subtilty.

26   His servant Moses he did send,

          Aaron his chosen one.

27   By these his signs and wonders great

          in Ham’s land were made known.

28   Darkness he sent, and made it dark;

          his word they did obey.

29    He turn’d their waters into blood,

          and he their fish did slay.

30   The land in plenty brought forth frogs

          in chambers of their kings.

31   His word all sorts of flies and lice

          in all their borders brings.

32   He hail for rain, and flaming fire

          into their land he sent:

33   And he their vines and fig-trees smote:

          trees of their coasts he rent.

34   He spake, and caterpillars came,

          locusts did much abound;

35   Which in their land all herbs consum’d,

          and all fruits of their ground.


36   He smote all first-born in their land,

          chief of their strength each one.

37   With gold and silver brought them forth,

          weak in their tribes were none.

38   Egypt was glad when forth they went,

          their fear on them did light.

39   He spread a cloud for covering,

          and fire to shine by night.

40   They ask’d, and he brought quails: with bread

          of heav’n he filled them.

41   He open’d rocks, floods gush’d, and ran

          in deserts like a stream.

42   For on his holy promise he,

          and servant Abr’ham, thought.

43   With joy his people, his elect

          with gladness, forth he brought.

44   And unto them the pleasant lands

          he of the heathen gave;

     That of the people’s labour they

          inheritance might have.

45   That they his statutes might observe

          according to his word;

     And that they might his laws obey.

          Give praise unto the Lord.

Ekklesia Muskogee is a reformed baptist church that gathers for worship in Muskogee, Oklahoma. We confess the 1689 second London baptist confession of faith. We affirm the five solas of the Reformation as well as the doctrines of grace (otherwise known as the five points of Calvinism), and each of our pastors would not be ashamed to be called a Calvinist. We are a church led by elders, of which there is a plurality (also called pastors and overseers in the Scriptures). Our mission is to make disciples, love cities, and plant churches.