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The singing of psalms is a part of the worship which God has appointed, both in the church and in the family. The Book of Psalms is rich in doctrine and experience and ought to be our only manual of praise, being sung with grace in the heart and without the accompaniment of instrumental music.
This page contains the 1650 Scottish Metrical Version of the Psalms which we use in our services. Selecting a psalm from the list below will take you to the words of the psalm and the tunes suggested for that psalm in The Scottish Psalmody published by the Free Church of Scotland in 1990. Audio files of the tunes are provided so that the tunes can be listened to and learned online. Some of these audio files are by kind permission of Faith Presbyterian Church Reformed of Mesquite, Texas, USA; their website is at www.fpcr.org. We are also grateful to Mr Ruairidh MacLeod (Portmahomack) for providing some of the other audio files. |
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Psalm 1
Psalm 2 Psalm 3 Psalm 4 Psalm 5 Psalm 6 (i) Psalm 6 (ii) Psalm 7 Psalm 8 Psalm 9 Psalm 10 Psalm 11 Psalm 12 Psalm 13 Psalm 14 Psalm 15 Psalm 16 Psalm 17 Psalm 18 Psalm 19 Psalm 20 Psalm 21 Psalm 22 Psalm 23 Psalm 24 Psalm 25 (i) Psalm 25 (ii) Psalm 26 Psalm 27 Psalm 28 Psalm 29 Psalm 30 Psalm 31 Psalm 32 Psalm 33 Psalm 34 Psalm 35 Psalm 36 Psalm 37 Psalm 38 Psalm 39 Psalm 40 Psalm 41 Psalm 42 Psalm 43 Psalm 44 Psalm 45 (i) Psalm 45 (ii) Psalm 46 Psalm 47 Psalm 48 Psalm 49 Psalm 50 (i) Psalm 50 (ii) Psalm 51 Psalm 52 Psalm 53 Psalm 54 Psalm 55 Psalm 56 Psalm 57 Psalm 58 Psalm 59 Psalm 60 Psalm 61 Psalm 62 Psalm 63 Psalm 64 Psalm 65 Psalm 66 Psalm 67 (i) Psalm 67 (ii) Psalm 68 Psalm 69 Psalm 70 (i) Psalm 70 (ii) Psalm 71 Psalm 72 Psalm 73 Psalm 74 Psalm 75 Psalm 76 Psalm 77 Psalm 78 Psalm 79 Psalm 80 Psalm 81 Psalm 82 Psalm 83 Psalm 84 Psalm 85 Psalm 86 Psalm 87 Psalm 88 Psalm 89 Psalm 90 Psalm 91 Psalm 92 Psalm 93 Psalm 94 Psalm 95 Psalm 96 Psalm 97 Psalm 98 Psalm 99 Psalm 100 (i) Psalm 100 (ii) Psalm 102 Psalm 102 (i) Psalm 102 (ii) Psalm 103 Psalm 104 Psalm 105 Psalm 106 Psalm 107 Psalm 108 Psalm 109 Psalm 110 Psalm 111 Psalm 112 Psalm 113 Psalm 114 Psalm 115 Psalm 116 Psalm 117 Psalm 118 Psalm 119 Psalm 120 Psalm 121 Psalm 122 Psalm 123 Psalm 124 (i) Psalm 124 (ii) Psalm 125 Psalm 126 Psalm 127 Psalm 128 Psalm 129 Psalm 130 Psalm 131 Psalm 132 Psalm 133 Psalm 134 Psalm 135 Psalm 136 (i) Psalm 136 (ii) Psalm 137 Psalm 138 Psalm 139 Psalm 140 Psalm 141 Psalm 142 Psalm 143 (i) Psalm 143 (ii) Psalm 144 Psalm 145 (i) Psalm 145 (ii) Psalm 146 Psalm 147 Psalm 148 (i) Psalm 148 (ii) Psalm 149 Psalm 150 |
That man hath perfect blessedness
Why rage the heathen? and vain things O Lord, how are my foes increas’d? Give ear unto me when I call, Give ear unto my words, O Lord, Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not; In thy great indignation, O Lord my God, in thee do I How excellent in all the earth, Lord, thee I’ll praise with all my heart, Wherefore is it that thou, O Lord, I in the Lord do put my trust: Help, Lord, because the godly man How long wilt thou forget me, Lord? That there is not a God, the fool Within thy tabernacle, Lord, Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee. Lord, hear the right, attend my cry, Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength. The heav’ns God’s glory do declare, JEHOVAH hear thee in the day The king in thy great strength, O Lord, My God, my God, why hast thou me The Lord’s my shepherd, I’ll not want. The earth belongs unto the Lord, To thee I lift my soul: To thee I lift my soul, O Lord: Judge me, O Lord, for I have walk’d Give ye unto the Lord, ye sons The Lord’s my light and saving health, To thee I’ll cry, O Lord, my rock; Lord, I will thee extol, for thou In thee, O Lord, I put my trust, O blessed is the man to whom Ye righteous, in the Lord rejoice; God will I bless all times; his praise Plead, Lord, with those that plead; and fight The wicked man’s transgression For evil-doers fret thou not In thy great indignation, I said, I will look to my ways, I waited for the Lord my God, Blessed is he that wisely doth Like as the hart for water-brooks Judge me, O Lord, and plead my cause O God, we with our ears have heard, My heart brings forth a goodly thing; My heart inditing is God is our refuge and our strength, All people, clap your hands; to God Great is the Lord, and greatly he Hear this, all people, and give ear, The mighty God, the Lord, The mighty God, the Lord, hath spoke, After thy loving-kindness, Lord, Why dost thou boast, O mighty man, That there is not a God, the fool Save me, O God, by thy great name, Lord, hear my pray’r, hide not thyself Shew mercy, Lord, to me, for man, Be merciful to me, O God; Do ye, O congregation, My God, deliver me from those O Lord, thou hast rejected us, O God, give ear unto my cry; My soul with expectation Lord, thee my God, I’ll early seek: When I to thee my prayer make, Praise waits for thee in Sion, Lord: All lands to God in joyful sounds, Lord, bless and pity us, Lord, unto us be merciful, Let God arise, and scattered Save me, O God, because the floods Lord, haste me to deliver; Make haste, O God, me to preserve; O Lord, my hope and confidence O Lord, thy judgments give the king, Yet God is good to Israel, O God, why hast thou cast us off? To thee, O God, do we give thanks, In Judah’s land God is well known, Unto the Lord I with my voice, Attend, my people, to my law; O God, the heathen enter’d have Hear, Isr’el’s Shepherd! like a flock Sing loud to God our strength; with joy In gods’ assembly God doth stand; Keep not, O God, we thee entreat, How lovely is thy dwelling-place, O Lord, thou hast been favourable O Lord, do thou bow down thine ear, Upon the hills of holiness Lord God, my Saviour, day and night God’s mercies I will ever sing; Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place He that doth in the secret place To render thanks unto the Lord The Lord doth reign, and cloth’d is he O Lord God, unto whom alone O come, let us sing to the Lord: O sing a new song to the Lord: God reigneth, let the earth be glad, O sing a new song to the Lord, Th’ eternal Lord doth reign as king, All people that on earth do dwell, O all ye lands, unto the Lord I mercy will and judgment sing, O Lord, unto my pray’r give ear, Lord, hear my pray’r, and let my cry O thou my soul, bless God the Lord; Bless God, my soul. O Lord my God, Give thanks to God, call on his name; Give praise and thanks unto the Lord, Praise God, for he is good: for still My heart is fix’d, Lord; I will sing, O thou the God of all my praise, The Lord did say unto my Lord, Praise ye the Lord: with my whole heart Praise ye the Lord. The man is bless’d Praise God: ye servants of the Lord, When Isr’el out of Egypt went, Not unto us, Lord, not to us, I love the Lord, because my voice O give ye praise unto the Lord, O praise the Lord, for he is good; Blessed are they that undefil’d, In my distress to God I cry’d, I to the hills will lift mine eyes, I joy’d when to the house of God, O thou that dwellest in the heav’ns, Had not the Lord been on our side, Now Israel may say, and that truly, They in the Lord that firmly trust When Sion’s bondage God turn’d back, Except the Lord do build the house, Bless’d is each one that fears the Lord, Oft did they vex me from my youth, Lord, from the depths to thee I cry’d. My heart not haughty is, O Lord, David, and his afflictions all, Behold, how good a thing it is, Behold, bless ye the Lord, all ye Praise ye the Lord, the Lord’s name praise; Give thanks to God, for good is he: Praise God, for he is kind: By Babel’s streams we sat and wept, Thee will I praise with all my heart, O Lord, thou hast me search’d and known. Lord, from the ill and froward man O Lord, I unto thee do cry, I with my voice cry’d to the Lord, Lord, hear my pray’r, attend my suits; Oh, hear my prayer, Lord, O blessed ever be the Lord, I’ll thee extol, my God, O King; O Lord, thou art my God and King; Praise God. The Lord praise, O my soul. Praise ye the Lord; for it is good Praise God. From heavens praise the Lord, The Lord of heav’n confess, Praise ye the Lord: unto him sing Praise ye the Lord. God’s praise within |
Psalm 1
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1 2 3 4 5 6 |
That man hath perfect blessedness who walketh not astray In counsel of ungodly men, nor stands in sinners’ way. Nor sitteth in the scorner’s chair: But placeth his delight Upon God’s law, and meditates on his law day and night. He shall be like a tree that grows near planted by a river, Which in his season yields his fruit, and his leaf fadeth never: And all he doth shall prosper well. The wicked are not so; But like they are unto the chaff, which wind drives to and fro. In judgment therefore shall not stand such as ungodly are; Nor in th’ assembly of the just shall wicked men appear. For why? the way of godly men unto the Lord in known: Whereas the way of wicked men shall quite be overthrown. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 2
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 |
Why rage the heathen? and vain things why do the people mind? Kings of the earth do set themselves, and princes are combin’d, To plot against the Lord, and his Anointed, saying thus, Let us asunder break their bands, and cast their cords from us. He that in heaven sits shall laugh; the Lord shall scorn them all. Then shall he speak to them in wrath, in rage he vex them shall. Yet notwithstanding, I have him To be my King appointed; And over Sion, my holy hill, I have him King anointed. The sure decree I will declare; the Lord hath said to me, Thou art mine only Son; this day I have begotten thee. Ask of me, and for heritage the heathen I’ll make thine; And, for possession, I to thee will give earth’s utmost line. Thou shalt, as with a weighty rod or iron, break them all; And, as a potter’s sherd, thou shalt them dash in pieces small. Now, therefore, kings, be wise; be taught, ye judges of the earth: Serve God in fear, and see that ye join trembling with your mirth. Kiss ye the Son, lest in his ire ye perish from the way, If once his wrath begin to burn: bless’d all that on him stay. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 3
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 |
O Lord, how are my foes increased? against me many rise. Many say of my soul, For him in God no succour lies. Yet thou my shield and glory art, th’ uplifter of my head. I cry’d, and, from his holy hill, the Lord me answer made. I laid my down and slept, I wak’d; for God sustained me. I will not fear though thousands ten set round against me be. Arise, O Lord; save me, my God; for thou my foes hast stroke All on the cheek-bone, and the teeth of wicked men hast broke. Salvation doth appertain unto the Lord alone: Thy blessing, Lord, for evermore thy people is upon. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 4
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 |
Give ear unto me when I call, God of my righteousness: Have mercy, hear my pray’r; thou hast enlarg’d me in distress. O ye the sons of men! how long will ye love vanities? How long my glory turn to shame and will ye follow lies? But know, that for himself the Lord the godly man doth chuse: The Lord when I on him do call, to hear will not refuse. Fear, and sin not; talk with your heart on bed, and silent be. Off’rings present of righteousness, and in the Lord trust ye. O who will shew us any good? is that which many say: But of thy countenance the light, Lord, lift on us alway. Upon my heart, bestow’d by thee, more gladness I have found Than they, ev’n then, when corn and wine did most with them abound. I will both lay me down in peace, and quiet sleep will take; Because thou only me to dwell in safety, Lord, dost make. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 5
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 |
Give ear unto my words, O Lord, my meditation weigh. Hear my loud cry, my King, my God; for I to thee will pray. Lord, thou shalt early hear my voice: I early will direct My pray’r to thee; and, looking up, an answer will expect. For thou are not a God that doth in wickedness delight; Neither shall evil dwell with thee, nor fools stand in thy sight. All that ill-doers are thou hat’st; Cutt’st off that liars be: The bloody and deceitful man abhorred is by thee. But I into thy house will come in thy abundant grace; And I will worship in thy fear toward thy holy place. Because of those mine enemies, Lord in thy righteousness Do thou me lead; do thou thy way make straight before my face. For in their mouth there is no truth, their inward part is ill; Their throat’s an open sepulchre, their tongue doth flatter still. O God, destroy them; let them be by their own counsel quell’d: Them for their many sins cast out, for they ’gainst thee rebell’d. But let all joy that trust in thee, and still make shouting noise; For them thou sav’st: let all that love thy name in thee rejoice. For, Lord, unto the righteous man thou wilt thy blessing yield: With favour thou wilt compass him about, as with a shield. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 6 (i)
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 |
Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not; Nor in thy hot rage chasten me. Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Heal me, for my bones vexed be. My soul is also vexed sore; But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? Return, O Lord, my soul set free; O save me, for thy mercies' sake. Because those that deceased are Of thee shall no remembrance have; And who is he that will to thee Give praises lying in the grave? I with my groaning weary am, I also all the night my bed Have caused for to swim; and I With tears my couch have watered. Mine eye, consum'd with grief, grows old, Because of all mine enemies. Hence from me, wicked workers all; For God hath heard my weeping cries. God hath my supplication heard, My pray'r received graciously Sham'd and sore vex'd be all my foes, Sham'd and back turned suddenly. |
Long Metre (8,8,8,8)
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Psalm 6 (ii)
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 |
In thy great indignation, O Lord, rebuke me not; Nor on me lay thy chast’ning hand, in thy displeasure hot. Lord, I am weak, therefore on me have mercy, and me spare: Heal me, O Lord, because thou know'st my bones much vexed are. My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? Return, Lord, free my soul; and save me, for thy mercies' sake. Because of thee in death there shall no more remembrance be: Of those that in the grave do lie, who shall give thanks to thee? 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, mine eye consumed is; It waxeth old, because of all that be mine enemies. But now, depart from me all ye that work iniquity: For why? the Lord hath heard my voice, when I did mourn and cry. Unto my supplication the Lord did hearing give: When I to him my prayer make, the Lord will it receive. Let all be sham'd and troubled sore, That en'mies are to me; Let them turn back, and suddenly ashamed let them be. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 7
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O Lord my God, in thee do I my confidence repose: Save and deliver me from all my persecuting foes; Lest that the enemy my soul should, like a lion, tear, In pieces rending it, while there is no deliverer. O Lord my God, if it be so that I committed this; If it be so that in my hands iniquity there is: If I rewarded ill to him that was at peace with me; (Yea, ev'n the man that without cause my foe was I did free;) Then let the foe pursue and take my soul, and my life thrust Down to the earth, and let him lay mine honour in the dust. Rise in thy wrath, Lord, raise thyself, for my foes raging be; And, to the judgment which thou hast commanded, wake for me. So shall th' assembly of thy folk about encompass thee: Thou, therefore, for their sakes, return unto thy place on high. The Lord he shall the people judge: my judge, JEHOVAH, be, After my righteousness, and mine integrity in me. O let the wicked's malice end; but stablish stedfastly The righteous: for the righteous God the hearts and reins doth try. In God, who saves th' upright in heart, is my defence and stay. God just men judgeth, God is wroth with ill men ev'ry day. If he do not return again, then he his sword will whet; His bow he hath already bent, and hath it ready set: He also hath for him prepar'd the instruments of death; Against the persecutors he his shafts ordained hath. Behold, he with iniquity doth travail, as in birth; A mischief he conceived hath, and falsehood shall bring forth. He made a pit and digg'd it deep, another there to take; But he is fall'n into the ditch which he himself did make. Upon his own head his mischief shall be returned home; His vi'lent dealing also down on his own pate shall come. According to his righteousness the Lord I'll magnify; And will sing praise unto the name of God that is most high. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 8
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 |
How excellent in all the earth, Lord, our Lord, is thy name! Who hast thy glory far advanc'd above the starry frame. From infants' and from sucklings' mouth thou didest strength ordain, For thy foes' cause, that so thou might'st th' avenging foe restrain. When I look up unto the heav'ns, which thine own fingers fram'd, Unto the moon, and to the stars, which were by thee ordain'd; Then say I, What is man, that he remember'd is by thee? Or what the son of man, that thou so kind to him should'st be? For thou a little lower hast him than the angels made; With glory and with dignity thou crowned hast his head. Of thy hands' works thou mad'st him lord, all under's feet didst lay; All sheep and oxen, yea, and beasts that in the field do stray; Fowls of the air, fish of the sea, all that pass through the same. How excellent in all the earth, Lord, our Lord, is thy name! |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 9
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Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart, thy wonders all proclaim. In thee, most High, I'll greatly joy, and sing unto thy name. When back my foes were turn'd, they fell, and perish'd at thy sight: For thou maintain'dst my right and cause; on throne sat'st judging right. The heathen thou rebuked hast, the wicked overthrown; Thou hast put out their names, that they may never more be known. O en'my! now destructions have an end perpetual: Thou cities raz'd; perish'd with them is their memorial. God shall endure for aye; he doth for judgment set his throne; In righteousness to judge the world, justice to give each one. God also will a refuge be for those that are oppress'd; A refuge will he be in times of trouble to distress'd. And they that know thy name, in thee their confidence will place: For thou hast not forsaken them that truly seek thy face. O sing ye praises to the Lord, that dwells in Sion hill; And all the nations among his deeds record ye still. When he enquireth after blood, he then rememb'reth them: The humble folk he not forgets that call upon his name. Lord, pity me; behold the grief which I from foes sustain; Ev'n thou, who from the gates of death dost raise me up again; That I, in Sion's daughters' gates, may all thy praise advance; And that I may rejoice always in thy deliverance. The heathen are sunk in the pit which they themselves prepar'd; And in the net which they have hid their own feet fast are snar'd. The Lord is by the judgment known which he himself hath wrought: The sinners' hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught. They who are wicked into hell each one shall turned be; And all the nations that forget to seek the Lord most high. For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway; The expectation of the poor shall not be lost for aye. Arise, Lord, let not man prevail; judge heathen in thy sight: That they may know themselves but men, the nations, Lord, affright. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 10
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Wherefore is it that thou, O Lord, dost stand from us afar? And wherefore hidest thou thyself, when times so troublous are? The wicked in his loftiness doth persecute the poor: In these devices they have fram'd let them be taken sure. The wicked of his heart's desire doth talk with boasting great; He blesseth him that's covetous, whom yet the Lord doth hate. The wicked, through his pride of face, on God he doth not call; And in the counsels of his heart the Lord is not at all. His ways they always grievous are; thy judgments from his sight Removed are: at all his foes he puffeth with despight. Within his heart he thus hath said, I shall not moved be; And no adversity at all shall ever come to me. His mouth with cursing, fraud, deceit, is fill'd 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 him in his net, his prey he doth him make. Himself he humbleth very low, he croucheth down withal, That so a multitude of poor may by his strong ones fall. He thus hath said within his heart, The Lord hath quite forgot; He hides his countenance, and he for ever sees it not. O Lord, do thou arise; O God, lift up thine hand on high: Put not the meek afflicted ones out of thy memory. Why is it that the wicked man thus doth the Lord despise? Because that God will it require he in his heart denies. Thou hast it seen; for their mischief and spite thou wilt repay: The poor commits himself to thee; thou art the orphan's stay. The arm break of the wicked man, and of the evil one; Do thou seek out his wickedness, until thou findest none. The Lord is King through ages all, ev'n to eternity; The heathen people from his land are perish'd utterly. O Lord, of those that humble are thou the desire didst hear; Thou wilt prepare their heart, and thou to hear wilt bend thine ear; To judge the fatherless, and those that are oppressed sore; That man, that is but sprung of earth, may them oppress no more. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 11
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I in the Lord do put my trust: how is it then that ye Say to my soul, Flee, as a bird, unto your mountain high? For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, their shafts on string they fit, That those who upright are in heart they privily may hit. If the foundations be destroyed, what hath the righteous done? God in his holy temple is, in heaven is his throne: His eyes do see, his eyelids try men's sons. The just he proves: But his soul hates the wicked man, and him that vi'lence loves. Snares, fire and brimstone, furious storms, on sinners he shall rain: This, as the portion of their cup, doth unto them pertain. Because the Lord most righteous doth in righteousness delight; And with a pleasant countenance beholdeth the upright. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 12
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Help, Lord, because the godly man doth daily fade away; And from among the sons of men the faithful do decay. Unto his neighbour ev'ry one doth utter vanity: They with a double heart do speak, and lips of flattery. God shall cut off all flatt'ring lips, tongues that speak proudly thus, We'll with our tongue prevail, our lips are ours: who's lord o'er us? For poor oppressed, and for the sighs of needy, rise will I, Saith God, and him in safety set from such as him defy. The words of God are words most pure; they be like silver tried In earthen furnace, seven times that hath been purified. Lord, thou shalt them preserve and keep for ever from this race. On each side walk the wicked, when vile men are high in place. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 13
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1 2 3 4 5 6 |
How long wilt thou forget me, Lord? shall it for ever be? O how long shall it be that thou wilt hide thy face from me? How long take counsel in my soul, still sad in heart, shall I? How long exalted over me shall be mine enemy? O Lord my God, consider well, and answer to me make: Mine eyes enlighten, lest the sleep of death me overtake: Lest that mine enemy should say, Against him I prevailed; And those that trouble me rejoice, when I am moved and failed. But I have all my confidence thy mercy set upon; My heart within me shall rejoice in thy salvation. I will unto the Lord my God sing praises cheerfully, Because he hath his bounty shown to me abundantly. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 14
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1 2 3 4 5 6 7 |
That there is not a God, the fool doth in his heart conclude: They are corrupt, their works are vile; not one of them doth good. Upon men's sons the Lord from heav'n did cast his eyes abroad, To see if any understood, and did seek after God. They altogether filthy are, they all aside are gone; And there is none that doeth good, yea, sure there is not one. These workers of iniquity do they not know at all, That they my people eat as bread, and on God do not call? There feared they much; for God is with the whole race of the just. You shame the counsel of the poor, because God is his trust. Let Isr'el's help from Zion come: when back the Lord shall bring His captives, Jacob shall rejoice, and Israel shall sing. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 15
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Within thy tabernacle, Lord, who shall abide with thee? And in thy high and holy hill who shall a dweller be? The man that walketh uprightly, and worketh righteousness, And as he thinketh in his heart, so doth he truth express. Who doth not slander with his tongue, nor to his friend doth hurt; Nor yet against his neighbour doth take up an ill report. In whose eyes vile men are despised; but those that God do fear He honoureth; and changeth not, though to his hurt he swear. His coin puts not to usury, nor take reward will he Against the guiltless. Who doth thus shall never moved be. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 16
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Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee. To God thus was my speech, Thou art my Lord; and unto thee my goodness doth not reach: To saints on earth, to th' excellent, where my delight's all placed. Their sorrows shall be multiplied to other gods that haste: Of their drink-offerings of blood I will no off'ring make; Yea, neither I their very names up in my lips will take. God is of mine inheritance and cup the portion; The lot that fallen is to me thou dost maintain alone. Unto me happily the lines in pleasant places fell; Yea, the inheritance I got in beauty doth excel. I bless the Lord, because he doth by counsel me conduct; And in the seasons of the night my reins do me instruct. Before me still the Lord I set: since it is so that he Doth ever stand at my right hand, I shall not moved be. Because of this my heart is glad, and joy shall be expressed Ev'n by my glory; and my flesh in confidence shall rest. Because my soul in grave to dwell shall not be left by thee; Nor wilt thou give thine Holy One corruption to see. Thou wilt me show the path of life: of joys there is full store Before thy face; at thy right hand are pleasures evermore. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 17
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Lord, hear the right, attend my cry, unto my pray'r give heed, That doth not in hypocrisy from feigned lips proceed. And from before thy presence forth my sentence do thou send: Toward these things that equal are do thou thine eyes intend. Thou prov'dst mine heart, thou visit'dst me by night, thou didst me try, Yet nothing found'st; for that my mouth shall not sin, purposed I. As for men's works, I, by the word that from thy lips doth flow, Did me preserve out of the paths wherein destroyers go. Hold up my goings, Lord, me guide in those thy paths divine, So that my footsteps may not slide out of those ways of thine. I called have on thee, O God, because thou wilt me hear: That thou may'st hearken to my speech, to me incline thine ear. Thy wondrous loving-kindness show, thou that, by thy right hand, Sav'st them that trust in thee from those that up against them stand. As th' apple of the eye me keep; in thy wings shade me close From lewd oppressors, compassing me round, as deadly foes. In their own fat they are enclosed; their mouth speaks loftily. Our steps they compassed; and to ground down bowing set their eye. He like unto a lion is that's greedy of his prey, Or lion young, which lurking doth in secret places stay. Arise, and disappoint my foe, and cast him down, O Lord: My soul save from the wicked man, the man which is thy sword. From men, which are thy hand, O Lord, from worldly men me save, Which only in this present life their part and portion have. Whose belly with thy treasure hid thou fill'st: they children have In plenty; of their goods the rest they to their children leave. But as for me, I thine own face in righteousness will see; And with thy likeness, when I wake, I satisfied shall be. |
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)
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Psalm 18
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Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength. My fortress is the Lord, My rock, and he that doth to me deliverance afford: My God, my strength, whom I will trust, a buckler unto me, The horn of my salvation, and my high tow'r, is he. Upon the Lord, who worthy is of praises, will I cry; And then shall I preserved be safe from mine enemy. Floods of ill men affrighted me, death's pangs about me went; Hell's sorrows me environed; death's snares did me prevent. In my distress I called on God, cry to my God did I; He from his temple heard my voice, to his ears came my cry. Th' earth, as affrighted, then did shake, trembling upon it seized: The hills' foundations moved were, because he was displeased. Up from his nostrils came a smoke, and from his mouth there came Devouring fire, and coals by it were turned into flame. He also bowed down the heav'ns, and thence he did descend; And thickest clouds of darkness did under his feet attend. And he upon a cherub rode, and thereon he did fly; Yea, on the swift wings of the wind his flight was from on high. He darkness made his secret place: about him, for his tent, Dark waters were, and thickest clouds of th' airy firmament. And at the brightness of that light, which was before his eye, His thick clouds passed away, hailstones and coals of fire did fly. The Lord God also in the heav'ns did thunder in his ire; And there the Highest gave his voice, hailstones and coals of fire. Yea, he his arrows sent abroad, and them he scattered; His lightnings also he shot out, and them discomfited. The waters' channels then were seen, the world's foundations vast At thy rebuke discovered were, and at thy nostrils' blast. And from above the Lord sent down, and took me from below; From many waters he me drew, which would me overflow. He me relieved from my strong foes, and such as did me hate; Because he saw that they for me too strong were, and too great. They me prevented in the day of my calamity; But even then the Lord himself a stay was unto me. He to a place where liberty and room was hath me brought; Because he took delight in me, he my deliv'rance wrought. According to my righteousness he did me recompense, He me repaid according to my hands' pure innocence. For I God's ways kept, from my God did not turn wickedly. His judgments were before me, I his laws put not from me. Sincere before him was my heart; with him upright was I; And watchfully I kept myself from mine iniquity. After my righteousness the Lord hath recompensed me, After the cleanness of my hands appearing in his eye. Thou gracious to the gracious art, to upright men upright: Pure to the pure, froward thou kyth'st unto the froward wight. For thou wilt the afflicted save in grief that low do lie: But wilt bring down the countenance of them whose looks are high. The Lord will light my candle so, that it shall shine full bright: The Lord my God will also make my darkness to be light. By thee through troops of men I break, and them discomfit all; And, by my God assisting me, I overleap a wall. As for God, perfect is his way: the Lord his word is try'd; He is a buckler to all those who do in him confide. Who but the Lord is God? but he who is a rock and stay? 'Tis God that girdeth me with strength, and perfect makes my way. He made my feet swift as the hinds, set me on my high places. Mine hands to war he taught, mine arms brake bows of steel in pieces. The shield of thy salvation thou didst on me bestow: Thy right hand held me up, and great thy kindness made me grow. And in my way my steps thou hast enlarged under me, That I go safely, and my feet are kept from sliding free. Mine en'mies I pursued have, and did them overtake; Nor did I turn again till I an end of them did make. I wounded them, they could not rise; they at my feet did fall. Thou girdedst me with strength for war; my foes thou brought'st down all: And thou hast giv'n to me the necks of all mine enemies; That I might them destroy and slay, who did against me rise. They cried out, but there was none that would or could them save; Yea, they did cry unto the Lord, but he no answer gave. Then did I beat them small as dust before the wind that flies; And I did cast them out like dirt upon the street that lies. Thou mad'st me free from people's strife, and heathen's head to be: A people whom I have not known shall service do to me. At hearing they shall me obey, to me they shall submit. Strangers for fear shall fade away, who in close places sit. God lives, blessed be my Rock; the God of my health praised be. God doth avenge me, and subdues the people under me. He saves me from mine enemies; yea, thou hast lifted me Above my foes; and from the man of vi'lence set me free. Therefore to thee will I give thanks the heathen folk among; And to thy name, O Lord, I will sing praises in a song. He great deliv'rance gives his king: he mercy doth extend To David, his anointed one, and his seed without end. |
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Psalm 19
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The heav'ns God's glory do declare, the skies his hand-works preach: Day utters speech to day, and night to night doth knowledge teach. There is no speech nor tongue to which their voice doth not extend: Their line is gone through all the earth, their words to the world's end. In them he set the sun a tent; Who, bridegroom-like, forth goes From's chamber, as a strong man doth to run his race rejoice. From heav'n's end is his going forth, circling to th' end again; And there is nothing from his heat that hidden doth remain. God's law is perfect, and converts the soul in sin that lies: God's testimony is most sure, and makes the simple wise. The statutes of the Lord are right, and do rejoice the heart: The Lord's command is pure, and doth light to the eyes impart. Unspotted is the fear of God, and doth endure for ever: The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether. They more than gold, yea, much fine gold, to be desired are: Than honey, honey from the comb that droppeth, sweeter far. Moreover, they thy servant warn how he his life should frame: A great reward provided is for them that keep the same. Who can his errors understand? O cleanse thou me within From secret faults. Thy servant keep from all presumptuous sin: And do not suffer them to have dominion over me: Then, righteous and innocent, I from much sin shall be. The words which from my mouth proceed, the thoughts sent from my heart, Accept, O Lord, for thou my strength and my Redeemer art. |
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Psalm 20
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Jehovah hear thee in the day when trouble he doth send: And let the name of Jacob's God thee from all ill defend. O let him help send from above, out of his sanctuary: From Zion, his own holy hill, let him give strength to thee. Let him remember all thy gifts, accept thy sacrifice: Grant thee thine heart's wish, and fulfill thy thoughts and counsel wise. In thy salvation we will joy; in our God's name we will Display our banners: and the Lord thy prayers all fulfill. Now know I God his king doth save: he from his holy heav'n Will hear him, with the saving strength by his own right hand giv'n. In chariots some put confidence, some horses trust upon: But we remember will the name of our Lord God alone. We rise, and upright stand, when they are bowed down, and fall. Deliver, Lord; and let the King us hear, when we do call. |
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Psalm 21
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The king in thy great strength, O Lord,
shall very joyful be: In thy salvation rejoice how veh'mently shall he! Thou hast bestowed upon him all that his heart would have; And thou from him didst not withhold whate'er his lips did crave. For thou with blessings him prevent'st of goodness manifold; And thou hast set upon his head a crown of purest gold. When he desired life of thee, thou life to him didst give; Ev'n such a length of days, that he for evermore should live. In that salvation wrought by thee his glory is made great; Honour and comely majesty thou hast upon him set. Because that thou for evermore most blessed hast him made; And thou hast with thy countenance made him exceeding glad. Because the king upon the Lord his confidence doth lay; And through the grace of the most High shall not be moved away. Thine hand shall all those men find out that en'mies are to thee; Ev'n thy right hand shall find out those of thee that haters be. Like fiery ov'n thou shalt them make, when kindled is thine ire; God shall them swallow in his wrath, devour them shall the fire. Their fruit from earth thou shalt destroy, their seed men from among: For they beyond their might 'gainst thee did plot mischief and wrong. Thou therefore shalt make them turn back, when thou thy shafts shalt place Upon thy strings, made ready all to fly against their face. In thy great pow'r and strength, O Lord, be thou exalted high; So shall we sing with joyful hearts, thy power praise shall we. |
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Psalm 22
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My God, my God, why hast thou me
forsaken? why so far Art thou from helping me, and from my words that roaring are? All day, my God, to thee I cry, yet am not heard by thee; And in the season of the night I cannot silent be. But thou art holy, thou that dost inhabit Isr'el's praise. Our fathers hoped in thee, they hoped and thou didst them release. When unto thee they sent their cry, to them deliv'rance came: Because they put their trust in thee, 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 at me, and, mocking, thus do say, This man did trust in God, that he would free him by his might: Let him deliver him, sith he had in him such delight. But thou art he out of the womb that didst me safely take; When I was on my mother's breasts thou me to hope didst make. And I was cast upon thy care, ev'n from the womb till now; And from my mother's belly, Lord, my God and guide art thou. 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 it cleaveth fast Unto my jaws; and to the dust of death thou brought me hast. 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 pow'r of dogs my darling set thou free. Out of the roaring lion's mouth do thou me shield and save: For from the horns of unicorns an ear to me thou gave. I will show forth thy name unto those that my brethren are; Amidst the congregation thy praise I will declare. Praise ye the Lord, who do him fear; him glorify all ye The seed of Jacob: fear him all that Isr'el's children be. For he despised not nor abhorred th' afflicted's misery; Nor from him hid his face, but heard when he to him did cry. Within the congregation great my praise shall be of thee; 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 th' earth remember shall, and turn the Lord unto; All kindreds of the nations to him shall homage do: Because the kingdom to the Lord doth 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. A seed shall service do to him; unto the Lord it shall Be for a generation reckon'd in ages all. They shall come, and they shall declare his truth and righteousness Unto a people yet unborn, and that he hath done this. |
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Psalm 23
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The Lord's my shepherd, I'll not want.
He makes me down to lie In pastures green: he leadeth me the quiet waters by. My soul he doth restore again; and me to walk doth make Within the paths of righteousness, ev'n for his own name's sake. Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, yet will I fear none ill: For thou art with me; and thy rod and staff me comfort still. My table thou hast furnished in presence of my foes; My head thou dost with oil anoint, and my cup overflows. Goodness and mercy all my life shall surely follow me: And in God's house for evermore my dwelling-place shall be. |
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Psalm 24
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The earth belongs unto the Lord,
and all that it contains; The world that is inhabited, and all that there remains. For the foundations thereof he on the seas did lay, And he hath it established upon the floods to stay. Who is the man that shall ascend into the hill of God? Or who within his holy place shall have a firm abode? Whose hands are clean, whose heart is pure, and unto vanity Who hath not lifted up his soul, nor sworn deceitfully. He from th' Eternal shall receive the blessing him upon, And righteousness, ev'n from the God of his salvation. This is the generation that after him enquire, O Jacob, who do seek thy face with their whole heart's desire. Ye gates, lift up your heads on high; ye doors that last for aye, Be lifted up, that so the King of glory enter may. But who of glory is the King? The mighty Lord is this; Ev'n that same Lord, that great in might and strong in battle is. Ye gates, lift up your heads; ye doors, doors that do last for aye, Be lifted up, that so the King of glory enter may. But who is he that is the King of glory? who is this? The Lord of hosts, and none but he, the King of glory is. |
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To thee I lift my soul:
O Lord, I trust in thee: My God, let me not be ashamed, nor foes triumph o'er me. Let none that wait on thee be put to shame at all; But those that without cause transgress, let shame upon them fall. Show me thy ways, O Lord; thy paths, O teach thou me: And do thou lead me in thy truth, therein my teacher be: For thou art God that dost to me salvation send, And I upon thee all the day expecting do attend. Thy tender mercies, Lord, I pray thee to remember, And loving-kindnesses; for they have been of old for ever. My sins and faults of youth do thou, O Lord, forget: After thy mercy think on me, and for thy goodness great. God good and upright is: the way he'll sinners show. The meek in judgment he will guide, and make his path to know. The whole paths of the Lord are truth and mercy sure, To those that do his cov'nant keep, and testimonies pure. Now, for thine own name's sake, O Lord, I thee entreat To pardon mine iniquity; for it is very great. What man is he that fears the Lord, and doth him serve? Him shall he teach the way that he shall choose, and still observe. His soul shall dwell at ease; and his posterity Shall flourish still, and of the earth inheritors shall be. With those that fear him is the secret of the Lord; The knowledge of his covenant he will to them afford. Mine eyes upon the Lord continually are set: For he it is that shall bring forth my feet out of the net. Turn unto me thy face, and to me mercy show; Because that I am desolate, and am brought very low. My heart's griefs are increased: me from distress relieve. See mine affliction and my pain, and all my sins forgive. Consider thou my foes, because they many are; And it a cruel hatred is which they against me bear. O do thou keep my soul, do thou deliver me: And let me never be ashamed, because I trust in thee. Let uprightness and truth keep me, who thee attend. Redemption, Lord, to Israel from all his troubles send. |
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To thee I lift my soul, O Lord:
My God, I trust in thee: Let me not be ashamed; let not my foes triumph o'er me. Yea, let thou none ashamed be that do on thee attend: Ashamed let them be, O Lord, who without cause offend. Thy ways, Lord, show; teach me thy paths: Lead me in truth, teach me: For of my safety thou art God; all day I wait on thee. Thy mercies, that most tender are, do thou, O Lord, remember, And loving-kindnesses; for they have been of old for ever. Let not the errors of my youth, nor sins, remembered be: In mercy, for thy goodness' sake, O Lord, remember me. The Lord is good and gracious, he upright is also: He therefore sinners will instruct in ways that they should go. The meek and lowly he will guide in judgment just alway: To meek and poor afflicted ones he'll clearly teach his way. The whole paths of the Lord our God are truth and mercy sure, To such as keep his covenant, and testimonies pure. Now, for thine own name's sake, O Lord, I humbly thee entreat To pardon mine iniquity; for it is very great. What man fears God? him shall he teach the way that he shall choose. His soul shall dwell at ease; his seed the earth, as heirs, shall use. The secret of the Lord is with such as do fear his name; And he his holy covenant will manifest to them. Towards the Lord my waiting eyes continually are set; For he it is that shall bring forth my feet out of the net. O turn thee unto me, O God, have mercy me upon; Because I solitary am, and in affliction. Enlarged the griefs are of mine heart; me from distress relieve. See mine affliction and my pain, and all my sins forgive. Consider thou mine enemies, because they many are; And it a cruel hatred is which they against me bear. O do thou keep my soul; O God, do thou deliver me: Let me not be ashamed; for I do put my trust in thee. O let integrity and truth keep me, who thee attend. Redemption, Lord, to Israel from all his troubles send. |
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Psalm 30
Psalm 31
Psalm 32
Psalm 33
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Psalm 35