Tag: Songs of Christ

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.

1    Blessed is he that wisely doth

          the poor man’s case consider;

     For when the time of trouble is,

          the Lord will him deliver.

2    God will him keep, yea, save alive;

          on earth he bless’d shall live;

     And to his enemies’ desire

          thou wilt him not up give.

3    God will give strength when he on bed

          of languishing doth mourn;

     And in his sickness sore, O Lord,

          thou all his bed wilt turn.

4    I said, O Lord, do thou extend

          thy mercy unto me;

     O do thou heal my soul; for why?

          I have offended thee.

5    Those that to me are enemies,

          of me do evil say,

     When shall he die, that so his name

          may perish quite away?

6    To see me if he comes, he speaks

          vain words: but then his heart

     Heaps mischief to it, which he tells,

          when forth he doth depart.

7    My haters jointly whispering,

          ‘gainst me my hurt devise.

8    Mischief, say they, cleaves fast to him;

          he li’th, and shall not rise.

9    Yea, ev’n mine own familiar friend,

          on whom I did rely,

     Who ate my bread, ev’n he his heel

          against me lifted high.

10   But, Lord, be merciful to me,

          and up again me raise,

     That I may justly them requite

          according to their ways.

11   By this I know that certainly

          I favour’d am by thee;

     Because my hateful enemy

          triumphs not over me.

12   But as for me, thou me uphold’st

          in mine integrity;

     And me before thy countenance

          thou sett’st continually.

13   The Lord, the God of Israel,

          be bless’d for ever then,

     From age to age eternally.

          Amen, yea, and amen.

1    All people, clap your hands; to God

          with voice of triumph shout:

2    For dreadful is the Lord most high,

          great King the earth throughout.

3    The heathen people under us

          he surely shall subdue;

     And he shall make the nations

          under our feet to bow.

4    The lot of our inheritance

          chuse out for us shall he,

     Of Jacob, whom he loved well,

          ev’n the excellency.

5    God is with shouts gone up, the Lord

          with trumpets sounding high.

6    Sing praise to God, sing praise, sing praise,

          praise to our King sing ye.

7    For God is King of all the earth;

          with knowledge praise express.

8    God rules the nations: God sits on

          his throne of holiness.

9    The princes of the people are

          assembled willingly;

     Ev’n of the God of Abraham

          they who the people be.

     For why? the shields that do defend

          the earth are only his:

     They to the Lord belong; yea, he

          exalted greatly is.

1    I mercy will and judgment sing,

          Lord, I will sing to thee.

2    With wisdom in a perfect way

          shall my behaviour be.

     O when, in kindness unto me,

          wilt thou be pleas’d to come?

     I with a perfect heart will walk

          within my house at home.

3    I will endure no wicked thing

          before mine eyes to be:

     I hate their work that turn aside,

          it shall not cleave to me.

4    A stubborn and a froward heart

          depart quite from me shall;

     A person giv’n to wickedness

          I will not know at all.

5    I’ll cut him off that slandereth

          his neighbour privily:

     The haughty heart I will not bear,

          nor him that looketh high.

6    Upon the faithful of the land

          mine eyes shall be, that they

     May dwell with me: he shall me serve

          that walks in perfect way.

7    Who of deceit a worker is

          in my house shall not dwell;

     And in my presence shall he not

          remain that lies doth tell.

8    Yea, all the wicked of the land

          early destroy will I;

     All from God’s city to cut off

          that work iniquity.

First Version (L.M.)

1    All people that on earth do dwell,         
Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice.
2    Him serve with mirth, his praise forth tell,
          Come ye before him and rejoice.

3    Know that the Lord is God indeed;
          Without our aid he did us make:
     We are his flock, he doth us feed,
          And for his sheep he doth us take.

4    O enter then his gates with praise,
          Approach with joy his courts unto:
     Praise, laud, and bless his name always,
          For it is seemly so to do.

5    For why? the Lord our God is good,
          His mercy is for ever sure;
     His truth at all times firmly stood,
          And shall from age to age endure.

Second Version (C.M.)

1    O all ye lands, unto the Lord
          make ye a joyful noise.
2    Serve God with gladness, him before
          come with a singing voice.

3    Know ye the Lord that he is God;
          not we, but he us made:
     We are his people, and the sheep
          within his pasture fed.

4    Enter his gates and courts with praise,
          to thank him go ye thither:
     To him express your thankfulness,
          and bless his name together.

5    Because the Lord our God is good,
          his mercy faileth never;
     And to all generations
          his truth endureth ever.

1    O sing a new song to the Lord,

          for wonders he hath done:

     His right hand and his holy arm

          him victory hath won.

2    The Lord God his salvation

          hath caused to be known;

     His justice in the heathen’s sight

          he openly hath shown.

3    He mindful of his grace and truth

          to Isr’el’s house hath been;

     And the salvation of our God

          all ends of th’ earth have seen.

4    Let all the earth unto the Lord

          send forth a joyful noise;

     Lift up your voice aloud to him,

          sing praises, and rejoice.

5    With harp, with harp, and voice of psalms,

          unto Jehovah sing:

6    With trumpets, cornets, gladly sound

          before the Lord the King.

7    Let seas and all their fulness roar;

          the world, and dwellers there;

8    Let floods clap hands, and let the hills

          together joy declare

9    Before the Lord; because he comes,

          to judge the earth comes he:

     He’ll judge the world with righteousness,

          his folk with equity.

1    God reigneth, let the earth be glad,

          and isles rejoice each one.

2    Dark clouds him compass; and in right

          with judgment dwells his throne.

3    Fire goes before him, and his foes

          it burns up round about:

4    His lightnings lighten did the world;

          earth saw, and shook throughout.

5    Hills at the presence of the Lord,

          like wax, did melt away;

     Ev’n at the presence of the Lord

          of all the earth, I say.

6    The heav’ns declare his righteousness,

          all men his glory see.

7    All who serve graven images,

          confounded let them be.

     Who do of idols boast themselves,

          let shame upon them fall:

     Ye that are called gods, see that

          ye do him worship all.

8    Sion did hear, and joyful was,

          glad Judah’s daughters were;

     They much rejoic’d, O Lord, because

          thy judgments did appear.

9    For thou, O Lord, art high above

          all things on earth that are;

     Above all other gods thou art

          exalted very far.

10    Hate ill, all ye that love the Lord:

          his saints’ souls keepeth he;

     And from the hands of wicked men

          he sets them safe and free.

11   For all those that be righteous

          sown is a joyful light,

     And gladness sown is for all those

          that are in heart upright.

12   Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice;

          express your thankfulness,

          When ye into your memory

          do call his holiness.

1    Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place
          in generations all.
2    Before thou ever hadst brought forth
          the mountains great or small;

     Ere ever thou hadst form’d the earth,
          and all the world abroad;
     Ev’n thou from everlasting art
          to everlasting God.

3    Thou dost unto destruction
          man that is mortal turn;
     And unto them thou say’st, Again,
          ye sons of men, return.

4    Because a thousand years appear
          no more before thy sight
     Than yesterday, when it is past,
          or than a watch by night.

5    As with an overflowing flood
          thou carry’st them away:
     They like a sleep are, like the grass
          that grows at morn are they.

6    At morn it flourishes and grows,
          cut down at ev’n doth fade.
7    For by thine anger we’re consum’d,
          thy wrath makes us afraid.

8    Our sins thou and iniquities
          dost in thy presence place,
     And sett’st our secret faults before
          the brightness of thy face.

9    For in thine anger all our days
          do pass on to an end;
     And as a tale that hath been told,
          so we our years do spend.

10   Threescore and ten years do sum up
          our days and years, we see;
     Or, if, by reason of more strength,
          in some fourscore they be:

     Yet doth the strength of such old men
          but grief and labour prove;
     For it is soon cut off, and we
          fly hence, and soon remove.

Verses 11-17 to the tune of To Us A Child of Hope Is Born

11   Who knows the power of thy wrath?
          according to thy fear
12   So is thy wrath: Lord, teach thou us
          our end in mind to bear;

     And so to count our days, that we
          our hearts may still apply
     To learn thy wisdom and thy truth,
          that we may live thereby.

13   Turn yet again to us, O Lord,
          how long thus shall it be?
     Let it repent thee now for those
          that servants are to thee.

14   O with thy tender mercies, Lord,
          us early satisfy;
     So we rejoice shall all our days,
          and still be glad in thee.

15   According as the days have been,
          wherein we grief have had,
     And years wherein we ill have seen,
          so do thou make us glad.

16   O let thy work and pow’r appear
          thy servants’ face before;
     And shew unto their children dear
          thy glory evermore:

17   And let the beauty of the Lord
          our God be us upon:
     Our handy-works establish thou,
          establish them each one.

1    O come, let us sing to the Lord:

          come, let us ev’ry one

     A joyful noise make to the Rock

          of our salvation.

2    Let us before his presence come

          with praise and thankful voice;

     Let us sing psalms to him with grace,

          and make a joyful noise.

3    For God, a great God, and great King,

          above all gods he is.

4    Depths of the earth are in his hand,

          the strength of hills is his.

5    To him the spacious sea belongs,

          for he the same did make;

     The dry land also from his hands

          its form at first did take.

6    O come, and let us worship him,

          let us bow down withal,

     And on our knees before the Lord

          our Maker let us fall.

7    For he’s our God, the people we

          of his own pasture are,

     And of his hand the sheep; to-day,

          if ye his voice will hear,

8    Then harden not your hearts, as in

          the provocation,

     As in the desert, on the day

          of the tentation:

9    When me your fathers tempt’d and prov’d,

          and did my working see;

10   Ev’n for the space of forty years

          this race hath grieved me.

     I said, This people errs in heart,

          my ways they do not know:

11   To whom I sware in wrath, that to

          my rest they should not go.