The Psalms of David ‎#CXVIIIb

CXVIIIb. Public praise for Deliverance from Death

1 Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry
And rescu'd from the grave;
Now shall he live: (and none can die,
If God resolve to save.)

2 Thy praise more constant than before
Shall fill his daily breath;
Thy hand, that hath chastis'd him sore,
Defends him still from death.

3 Open the gates of Zion now,
For we shall worship there,
The house where all the righteous go,
Thy mercy to declare.

4 Amongst th' assemblies of thy saints
Our thankful voice we raise;
There we have told thee our complaints,
And there we speak thy praise.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry
• Title: Public praise for Deliverance from Death
• Meter: Common Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1780
• Scripture:
  Psalm 118:17-21

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