In your great indignation, O Lord, rebuke me not; Nor on me lay your chastening hand, in your displeasure hot. Lord, I am weak, therefore on me have mercy, and me spare: Heal me, O Lord, because you know my bones much vexed are. My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord, how long stay will you make? Return, Lord, free my soul; and save me, for your mercies' sake. There shall no more be in death remembrance of you: Of those that in the grave do lie, who shall give thanks as is due? I with my groaning weary am, and all the night my bed I caused for to swim; with tears my couch I watered. By reason of my vexing grief, my eye consumed is; It waxes old, because of all that be my enemies. But now, depart from me all you that work iniquity: Let all be shamed and troubled sore, That are my enemies; Because the Lord has heard my voice, when I did mourn and cry. Unto my supplication He will listen from on high

Wherefore is it that you Lord, do stand from us afar? And wherefore do you hide yourself, when times so troublesome are? The wicked in his loftiness does persecute the poor: In these devices they have framed let them be taken sure. The wicked of his heart's desire does talk with boasting great; He blesses him that's covetous, whom yet the Lord does hate. The wicked, through his pride of face, on God he does not call; And in the counsels of his heart the Lord is not at all. His ways they always grievous are; your judgments from his sight Removèd are: at all his foes he puffs up with despight. Within his heart he thus has said, I shall not moved be; And no adversity at all shall ever come to me. His mouth with cursing, fraud, deceit, is filled abundantly; And underneath his tongue there is mischief and vanity. He closely sits in villages; he slays the innocent: Against the poor that pass him by his cruel eyes are bent. He, lion-like, lurks in his den; he waits the poor to take; And when he draws them in his net, his prey he does them make. Himself he humbles very low, he crouches down withal, That so a multitude of poor may by his strong ones fall. He thus has said within his heart, The Lord has quite forgot; He hides his countenance, and he for ever sees it not. O Lord, do now arise; O God, lift up your hand on high: Put not the meek afflicted ones out of your memory. The Lord is by the judgment known which he himself has wrought: The sinners' hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught. Arise, Lord, let not man prevail; judge heathen in your sight: That they may know themselves but men, the nations, Lord, affright Why is it that the wicked man thus does the Lord despise? Because that God will it require he in his heart denies. You have it seen; for their mischief and spite you will repay: The poor commits himself to you; You are the orphan's stay. The arm break of the wicked man, and of the evil one; O do seek out his wickedness, until there remains none. The Lord is King through ages all, even to eternity; The heathen people from his land are perished utterly. O Lord, of those that humble are You the desire did hear; You will prepare their heart, and you to hear will bend your ear; To judge the fatherless, and those that are oppressed sore; That man, that is but sprung of earth, may them oppress no more.

My God, my God, why have you Me forsaken, why so far Are you from helping me, and from my words that roaring are? All day, my God, to you I cry, yet you seem not to hear me; And in the season of the night I cannot silent be. But you are holy, you that do inhabit Israel's praise. Our fathers hoped in you, they hoped and you did them release. When unto you they sent their cry, to them deliverance came: Because they put their trust in you, they were not put to shame. But as for me, a worm I am, and as no man am prized: Reproach of men I am, and by the people am despised. All that me see laugh me to scorn; shoot out the lip do they; They nod and shake their heads and mock This man did trust in God Be not far off, for grief is near, and none to help is found. Bulls many compass me, strong bulls of Bashan me surround. Their mouths they opened wide on me, upon me gape did they, Like to a lion ravening and roaring for his prey. Like water I'm poured out, my bones all out of joint do part: Amidst my bowels, as the wax, so melted is my heart. My strength is like a potsherd dried; my tongue cleaves hard and fast Unto my jaws; and to the dust of death you brought me have. For dogs have compassed me about: the wicked, that did meet In their assembly, me enclosed; they pierced my hands and feet. I all my bones may tell; they do upon me look and stare. Upon my vesture lots they cast, and clothes among them share. But be not far, O Lord, my strength; haste to give help to me. From sword my soul, from power of dogs my darling set you free. I will show forth your name unto those that my brethren are; Amidst the congregation Your praise I will declare. Praise you the Lord, who do him fear; him glorify the seed Of Jacob: praise and fear him all that Israel's children be. For he despised not nor abhorred the afflicted's misery; Nor from him hid his face, but heard when he to him did cry. Within the congregation great Of you my praise shall be; My vows before them that him fear shall be performed by me. The meek shall eat, and shall be filled; they also praise shall give Unto the Lord that do him seek: your heart shall ever live. All ends of the earth remember shall, and turn the Lord unto; All kindreds of the nations to him shall homage do: Because the kingdom to the Lord does appertain as his; Likewise among the nations the Governor he is. Earth's fat ones eat, and worship shall: all who to dust descend Shall bow to him; none of them can his soul from death defend. They shall come, and they shall declare his truth and righteousness Unto a people yet unborn, and that he has done this.

Unto the Lord I with my voice, I unto God did cry; Even with my voice, and unto me his ear he did apply. I in my trouble sought the Lord, my sore by night did run, And ceasèd not; my grievèd soul did consolation shun. I to remembrance God did call, yet trouble did remain; And overwhelmed my spirit was, while I did sore complain. My eyes, debarred from rest and sleep, You make them still to wake; My trouble is so great that I unable am to speak. The days of old to mind I called, and oft did think upon The times and ages that are past full many years agone. By night my song I call to mind, and commune with my heart; My spirit did carefully enquire how I might ease my smart. For ever will the Lord cast off, and gracious be no more? For ever is his mercy gone? fails his word evermore? Is it true that to be gracious the Lord forgotten has? And that his tender mercies he hath shut up in his wrath? Then did I say, That surely this is my infirmity: I'll mind the years of the right hand of him that is most High. Yes, I remember will the works performed by the Lord: The wonders done of old by you I surely will record. I also will of all your works my meditation make; And of your doings to discourse great pleasure I will take. O God, your way most holy is within your sanctuary; And what god is so great in power as is our God most high? You are the God that wonders does by your right hand most strong: Your mighty power you have declared the nations among. To your own people with your arm You did redemption bring; To Jacob's sons, and to the tribes of Joseph that do spring. The waters, Lord, perceived you, the waters saw you well; And they for fear aside did flee; the depths on trembling fell. The clouds in water forth were poured, sound loudly did the sky; And swiftly through the world abroad Your arrows fierce did fly. Your thunder's voice along the heaven a mighty noise did make; By lightnings lightened was the world, the earth tremble did and shake. Your way is in the sea, and in the waters great your path; Yet are your footsteps hid, O Lord; none thereof knowledge has.

Let God arise, and scatterèd let all his enemies be; And let all those that do him hate before his presence flee. As smoke is driven, so drive you them; as fire melts wax away, Before God's face let wicked men so perish and decay. But let the righteous be glad: let them before God's sight Be very joyful; yes, let them rejoice with all their might. To God sing, to his name sing praise; extol him with your voice, That rides on heaven, by his name Jah, before his face rejoice. Because the Lord a father is unto the fatherless; God is the widow's judge, within his place of holiness. God does the solitary set in families: and from bands The chained does free; but rebels do inhabit parched lands. O God, what time you did go forth before your people's face; And when through the great wilderness your glorious marching was; Then at God's presence shook the earth, then drops from heaven fell; This Sinai shook before the Lord, the God of Israel. You have, O Lord, most glorious, ascended up on high; And in triumph victorious led captive captivity: You have received gifts for men, for such as did rebel; Yes even for them, that God the Lord in midst of them might dwell. Blessed be the Lord, who is to us of our salvation God; Who daily with his benefits us plenteously does load. He of salvation is the God, who is our God most strong; And unto God the Lord from death the issues do belong. But surely God shall wound the head of those that are his foes; The hairy scalp of him that still on in his trespass goes. God said, My people I will bring again from Bashan hill; Yes, from the sea's devouring depths them bring again I will; That in the blood of enemies your foot imbrued may be, And of your dogs dipped in the same That you their tongues may see. Your goings they have seen, O God; the steps of majesty Of my God, and my mighty King, within the sanctuary. Within the congregations bless God with one accord: From Israel's fountain do you bless and praise the mighty Lord. Your God commands your strength; make strong what you wrought for us, Lord. For your house at Jerusalem kings shall you gifts afford. The spearmen's host, the multitude of bulls, which fiercely look, Those calves which people have forth sent, O Lord our God, rebuke, Till every one submit himself, and silver pieces bring: The people that delight in war disperse, O God and King. O all you kingdoms of the earth, sing praises to this King; For he is Lord and he rules all, unto him praises sing. To him that rides on heavens of heavens, which he of old did found; Lo, he sends out his voice, a voice in might that does abound. Strength unto God do you ascribe; for his excellency Is over Israel, his strength is in the clouds most high. You are from your temple dreadful, Lord; Israel's own God is he, Who gives his people strength and power: O let God blessed be.

That there is not a God, the fool does in his heart conclude: They are corrupt, their works are vile, not one of them does good. The Lord upon the sons of men from heav'n did cast his eyes, To see if any one there was that sought God, and was wise. They altogether filthy are, they all are backward gone; And there is no one that does good, no, not so much as one. These workers of iniquity, do they not know at all, That they my people eat as bread, and on God do not call? Even there they were afraid, and stood with trembling, all dismayed, Whereas there was no cause at all why they should be afraid: For God his bones that you besieged has scattered all abroad; You have confounded them, for they despised are of God. Well my goodness gracious let me tell you the news My head's been wet with the midnight dew I've been down on bended knee talkin' to the man from Galilee He spoke to me in the voice so sweet I thought I heard the shuffle of the angel's feet He called my name and my heart stood still When he said, "John go do My will!" Go tell that long tongue liar Go and tell that midnight rider Tell the rambler, the gambler, the back biter Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down Go tell that finger pointer Tell that ethical upstander Tell the preacher, the philanthroper, the church goer Tell 'em that God's gonna cut 'em down You can run on for a long time Run on for a long time Run on for a long time Sooner or later God'll cut you down Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand Workin' in the dark against your fellow man But as sure as God made black and white What's down in the dark will be brought to the light Let Isr'el's help from Zion come: when back the Lord shall bring His captives, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall sing.

Lord, from the depths to you I cried. My voice, O Lord, do hear: Unto my supplication's voice give an attentive ear. Lord, who shall stand, if you, O Lord, should mark iniquity? But yet with you forgiveness is, that feared you may be. I wait for God, my soul does wait, my hope is in his word. 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. Let Israel hope in the Lord, for with him mercies be; My heart not haughty is, O Lord, my eyes not lofty be; Nor do I deal in matters great, or things too high for me. I surely have myself behaved with quiet spirit and mild, As child of mother weaned: my soul is like a weanèd child. And plenteous redemption is ever found with him. And from all his iniquities he Israel shall redeem. Upon the Lord let all the hope of Israel rely, Even from the time that present is unto eternity.

Why rage the heathen? and vain things And vain things why do the people mind? Kings of the earth do set themselves, Themselves and princes are combined, To plot against the Lord, and his And his Anointed, saying thus, Let us asunder break their bonds, Break their bonds and cast their cords from us. He that in heaven sits shall laugh; Shall laugh, the Lord shall scorn them all. Then shall he speak to them in wrath, To them in wrath in rage he vex them shall. Yet, notwithstanding, I have him I have him to be my King appointed; And over Zion, my holy hill, My hill I have him King anointed. The sure decree I will declare: I will declare, the Lord to me has said, You are my only Son; this day This day you have I begotten Ask of me, and for heritage For heritage the heathen I'll make yours; And, for possession, I to you I to you will give earth's farthest shores. You shall, as with a weighty rod A weighty rod of iron, break them all; And, as a potter's sherd, you shall You shall them dash in pieces small. Now therefore, kings, be wise; be taught, You judges of the earth, you judges of the earth: Serve God in fear, and see that you join trembling with your mirth, join trembling with your mirth Kiss now the Son, lest in his ire you perish from the way, lest you perish from the way When once his wrath begins to burn: blessed all that on him stay, blessed all that on him stay

By Babel's streams we sat and wept, when Zion we thought on. In midst thereof we hung our harps the willow-trees upon. For there a song required they, who did us captive bring: Our spoilers called for mirth, and said, A song of Zion sing. O how the Lord's song shall we sing within a foreign land? If you, Jerusalem, I forget, skill part from my right hand. My tongue to my mouth's roof let cleave, if ever I forget, Jerusalem, and you above my chief joy do not set. Remember Edom's children, Lord, who in Jerus'lems day, Ev'n unto its foundation, Raze, raze it quite, did say. O you daughter of Babylon, near to destruction; Blessed shall be the one that you rewards, as you to us have done. Yes, happy surely shall they be your tender little ones Who shall lay hold upon, and them shall dash against the stones.

Lord, you have been our dwelling-place in generations all. Before you ever had brought forth the mountains great or small; Ere ever you had formed the earth, and all the world abroad; Even you from everlasting are to everlasting God. You do unto destruction man that is mortal turn; And unto them you say, Again, you sons of men, return. Because a thousand years appear no more before your sight Than yesterday, when it is past, or than a watch by night. As with an overflowing flood You carry them away: They like a sleep are, like the grass that grows at morn are they. At morn it flourishes and grows, cut down at even does fade. For by your anger we're consumed, your wrath makes us afraid. Our sins you and iniquities do in your presence place, And set our secret faults before the brightness of your face. For in your anger all our days do pass on to an end; And as a tale that has been told, so we our years do spend. 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 does the strength of such old men but grief and labor prove; For it is soon cut off, and we fly hence, and soon remove. Who knows the power of your wrath? according to your fear So is your wrath: O Lord, teach us our end in mind to bear; And so to count our days, that we our hearts may still apply To learn your wisdom and your truth, that we may live thereby. Turn yet again to us, O Lord, how long thus shall it be? Let it repent you now for those To you for refuge flee. O with your tender mercies, Lord, us early satisfy; So we rejoice shall all our days, As we praise you on high According as the days have been, wherein we grief have had, And years wherein we ill have seen, so do you make us glad. O let your work and power appear your servants' face before; And show unto their children dear your glory evermore: And let the beauty of the Lord our God be us upon: Our handy-works establish you, establish them each one.

Praise you the Lord: unto him sing a new song, and his praise In the assembly of his saints in sweet psalms do you raise. Let Israel in his Maker joy, and to him praises sing: Let all that Zion's children are be joyful in their King. O let them unto his great name give praises in the dance; Let them with timbrel and with harp in songs his praise advance. For God does take pleasure in those that his own people be; And he with his salvation Will beautify the meek Let in their mouth aloft be raised the high praise of the Lord, And let them have in their right hand a sharp two-edgèd sword; To execute the vengeance due upon the heathen all, And make deservèd punishment upon the people fall. And even with chains, as prisoners, bind their kings that them command; Yes, and with iron fetters strong, the nobles of their land. On them the judgment to perform found written in his word: This honor is to all his saints. To you who praise the Lord.

O praise the Lord, for he is good; his mercy lasts forever. Let those that fear the Lord now say, His mercy lasts forever. I in distress called on the Lord; the Lord did answer me: He in a large place did me set, from trouble made me free. The mighty Lord is on my side, I will not be afraid; For any thing that man can do I shall not be dismayed. The Lord does take my part with them that help to succour me: Therefore on those that do me hate I my desire shall see. Better it is to trust in God than trust in man's defence; Better to trust in God than make princes our confidence. The nations, joining all in one, did compass me about: But in the Lord's most holy name I shall them all root out. Like bees they compassed me about; like unto thorns that flame They quenched are: for them shall I destroy in God's own name. You sore have thrust, that I might fall, but my Lord helped me. God my salvation is become, my strength and song is he. In dwellings of the righteous is heard the melody Of joy and health: the Lord's right hand does ever valiantly. I shall not die, but live, and shall the works of God discover. The Lord hath me chastised sore, but not to death given over. O set you open unto me the gates of righteousness; Then will I enter into them, and I the Lord will bless. This is the gate of God, by it the just shall enter in. You will I praise, for me you heard and have my safety been. That stone is made head corner-stone, which builders did despise: This is the doing of the Lord, and wondrous in our eyes. This is the day God made, in it we'll joy triumphantly. Save now, I pray, O Lord; I pray, send now prosperity. Blessed is he in God's great name that comes to us to save: We, from the house which to the Lord pertains, you blessed have. You are my God, I'll you exalt; my God, I will your praise. Give thanks to God, for he is good: his mercy lasts always.