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A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PCXLIII (1742) First Line: Lord, hear my prayer, give ear Lyrics: 1 Lord hear my pray'r, give ear when I Do humbly call on thee; Both in thy truth and righteousness Make answer unto me. 2 And into judgment enter not With him who serveth thee: For in thy sight no man that lives Shall justified be. 3 For th' enemy pursu'd my soul, My life to ground hath thrown; And made me dwell i'th' dark like them Who dead are long agone. 4 Therefore my soul is overwhelm'd With great perplexity. My heart also within me is Made desolate to be. 5 I call'd to mind the days of old, I meditation use: On all thy works, thy handy work, I seriously do muse. 6 Moreover I do unto thee Reach mine out-stretched hands: So after thee my soul doth thirst, As to the thirsty lands. [2] 7 Haste Lord, hear me, my soul doth fail Hide not thy face me fro; Lest I become like unto them Who down to pit do go. 8 Let me thy mercy early hear, For I upon thee stay : Wherein that I should walk, cause me To understand the way. For I to thee lift up my soul. 9 O Lord, deliver me, From them who be my foes; I fly To hide my self with thee. 10 Thou art my God, thy spirit good. Teach me thy will to do: Into the land of uprightness Conduct thou me alfso: 11 Jehovah me O quicken thou, Ev'n for thine own names sake; And for thy righteousness my soul From out of trouble take. 12 Thou shalt cut off mine enemies In thy benignity. And those destroy that vex my soul For servant thine am I. Scripture: Psalm 143 Languages: English

A Psalm and song at the Dedication of the House of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXXX (1742) First Line: Lord, I will thee extol on high Lyrics: 1 Lord, I will thee extol on high, For thou hast made me rise; And joyful hast not made to be O'er me mine enemies. 2 I Lord my God to thee cry'd have, And thou hast made me whole, 3 Jehovah thou out of the grave Hast raised up my soul. From pit's descent thou quicknedst me, 4 O sing unto the Lord, And ye his saints give thanks when ye His holiness record. 5 For's wrath doth but a while abide, Life in his love doth stay: If weeping lodge at ev'ning tide, Yet joy at break of day. 6 For in my prosp'rous state I said, Now shall I never slide, 7 Lord, by thy favour thou hast made My mountain fast abide 8 Thou hid'st thy face, I troubled was, Lord I to thee did cry; Also my humble suit for grace Unto the Lord made I. 9 What profit in my blood can be, When I to pit go down? Shall dust give glory unto thee? Shall it thy truth make known? 10 Do thou me, O Jehovah, hear, And on me mercy have: To me, Jehovah, be thou near, And helper me to save. 11 My mourning then a dance into For me thou turned hast: With joy thou didst me gird also, And off my sackcloth cast. 12 So shall my glory sing thy praise, And never silent be; Jehovah, O my God always I will give thanks to thee. Scripture: Psalm 30 Languages: English

To the chief Musician upon Muth-Labben. A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PIX (1742) First Line: Lord, I'll thee praise, with all my heart Lyrics: 1 Lord, I'll thee praise with all my heart, Thy wonders all proclaim. 2 I will be glad and joy in thee, Most high I'll sing thy Name. 3 In turning back, my foes they'll fall, And perish at thy sight. 4 For thou maintain'st my right and cause, In throne sitt'st judging right. 5 Thou hast the heathen folk rebuk'd And wicked ones destroy'd; For ever and for evermore Thou hast their name made void. 6 Destructions (O thou foe) are come, To end perpetual: Thou hast 'stroy'd cities, they are gone, With their memorial. 7 Nevertheless Jehovah shall For evermore endure; And unto judgement he his throne Prepared hath most sure. 8 And he the habitable world Shall judge in righteousness; Unto the people judgment give He shall in uprightness. 9 A refuge for oppressed ones Jehovah shall become; A refuge high he is to them In seasons troublesome. 10 They also that do know thy name, In thee will put their trust: For them that do thee seek O Lord, Forsake thou never dost. [2] 11 O sing ye praises to the Lord, That doth in Sion dwell: The deeds also that he hath done Among the people tell. He to remembrance doth them call, When he for blood doth seek; He also never doth forget The crying of the meek. 13 Jehovah mercy on me have From them tat do me hate; Mark mine afflictions that arise, Thou lift'st me from death's gate. 14 That I on Sion's daughters gates Thy praises all my show: And that in thy salvation I may rejoyce also. 15 The heathen are sung down into The pit that they had made: Their foot is taken in the net Which privily they laid. 16 By judgment which he executes, Jehovah is made known: The wicked's snar'd in's handy work, Deep meditation. 17 The wicked shall be turned down Into the burning pit; All nations that the mighty God Continue to forget. 18 Because the needy ones shall not Forgotten be alway? The expectation of the poor For aye shall not decay: 19 O let not wretched man prevail, But O Jehovah rise; The heathen people in thy sight Let judged be likewise. 20 Jehovah do thou put in fear Ev'n ev'ry one of them: That so the nations they may know That they be sorry men. Selah. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English

To the chief Musician on Neginoth upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PVIa (1742) First Line: Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not Lyrics: 1 Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not, Nor in thy hot wrath chasten me, 2 Lord pity me, for I am weak; Lord heal me, for my bones vex'd be. 3 Also my soul is vexed sore: How long, Lord, wilt thou me forsake? 4 Return, O Lord, my soul release: O save me for thy mercies sake. 5 In death no mem'ry is of thee, And who shall praise thee in the grave? 6 I faint with groans: all night my bed Swims: I with tears my couch wash'd have. 7 Mine eye with grief is dim and old, Because of all mine enemies. 8 But now depart away from me, All ye that work iniquities: Because Jehovah now hath heard The voice of these my weeping tears; 9 The Lord hat heard my humble suit, Jehovah will receive my pray'rs. 10 Let all mine enemies be asham'd, And greatly troubled let them be: Yea, let them be returned back, And be ashamed suddenly. Languages: English

Make ye a joyful noise unto

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PCb (1742) Lyrics: 1 Make ye a joyful noise unto Jehovah all the earth. With joyfulness Jehovah serve: Before him come with mirth. 3 Know that Jehovah he is God, He made us, and not we: His folk and pasture-sheep we are, 4 With thanks O enter ye Into his gates and courts with praife, Thank him and bless his name. 5 For good's the Lord: his mercy aye And truth endures the same. Scripture: Psalm 100 Languages: English

To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam of David, when Saul went, and they watched the House to kill him

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PLIX (1742) First Line: My God from them deliver me Lyrics: 1 My God from them deliver me. That are mine enemies: Set thou me up on high from them That up against me rise. 2 From them that painful wickedness Do work deliver me; And be to me a savior From such as bloody be. 3 For lo, they for my soul lay wait, The mighty men combine 'Gainst me, not for my trespass, Lord, Nor any sin of mine. 4 Without iniquity in me, They run and ready make Themselves: do thou behold, also Unto my help awake. 5 Lord God of hosts: thou Israel's God To visit rise therefore, All heathens; who sin wickedly To them shew grace no more. Selah. 6 At ev'ning back they do return, They utter such a sound As doth a dog, and so they go About the city round. 7 Behold they belch out with their mouths, Within their lips are swords; For who is he that doth us hear? These are their very words. 8 But thou, O Lord, wilt laugh at them; And all the heathen mock. 9 And for his strength I'll wait on thee, Because God is my rock. [2] 10 The God of my benignity, With good prvent shall me: God shall bive me upon my foes My full desire to see, 11 Them slay not lest my folk forget, But scatter them apart By thy strong pow'r and bring them down, Our shield and Lord who art. 12 For their mouths sin and their lips words In their pride do them take; And for their cursing and their lies, Which in their speech they make. 13 Consume thou them, in wrath consume And let them be no more: So they, that God in Jacob rules, Shall know the earth all o'er. Selah. 14 And they at evening shall return, Noise as a dog shall make: And so about the city round, A compass they shall take. 15 And they shall wonder up and down To seek what they may get, And if they be not satisfy'd, Then shall they grudge therat. 16 But I will sing thy pow'r and shout Thy kindness sin the morn: For thou my tower and refuge art, When as I am forlorn. 17 A psalm of praise I will sing forth, O thou my strength to thee: For God is mine high tower, the God Of mercy mine is he. Scripture: Psalm 59 Languages: English

To the chief Musician upon Aijeleth Shahar. A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXXII (1742) First Line: My God, my God, wherefore hast thou Lyrics: 1 My God, my God, wherefore hast thou Forsaken me? and why Art thou so far from my help And from words of my cry? 2 My God, I in the day time cry, but me thou dost not hear; Also by night and unto me No quiet rest is there. 3 Nevertheless thou holy art, Who constantly dost dwell, Amongst the thankful praises of Thy people Israel. 4 Our fathers heretofore in thee Have put their confidence, They trusted have, and thou to them Didst give deliverance. 5 They unto thee did cry aloud, And were preserved found, In thee they put their confidence, And nought did them confound. 6 But I a worm and not a man, Of men a very scorn: And I among the people am Despised as forlorn. 7 All they that do upon me look, A scoff at me do make; They with contempt shoot out the lip, The head in scorn they shake. 8 Upon the lord he roll'd himself, Let him now rid him quite; Let him deliver him, because In him he doth delight. 9 But thou art he that me out of The belly didst forth take: When I was on my brother's breasts, To hope thou didst me make. 10 I from the tender womb have been Committed unto thee; Yea from my mother's belly thou Hast been a God to me. [2] 11 Be not thou far away from me; For tribulation Approacheth very near at hand, And helper there is none. 12 Great many bulls on ev'ry side Have me encompassed; The mighty bulls of Bashan have Me round environed. 13 With their wide open'd mouths on me They gaping so appear, As if that each a ravening And roaring lions were. 14 Like waters I am spilt, my bones Disjointed are likewise; Like unto melted wax my heart Amidst my bowels lies. 15 My strength is like a potsherd dry'd, And my tongue cleaveth fast Unto my jaws; and to the dust Of death brought me thou hast. 16 For dogs have compass'd me about, Th' assembly me beset Of wicked ones, they pierced through My hands and eke my feet. 17 My bones I may then number all; They look'd, they did me view. 18 My cloaths among them they did part; Lots for my coat they threw. 19 But thou Lord be not far; my strength Haste thou to succour me. 20 My soul from sword, my darling from The pow'r of dogs set free. 21 Out of the lion's mouth also; Oh, saved that I were! For thou from horns of unicorns Didst me vouchsafe to hear. 22 Thy name I will declare to them That brethren are to me; Amidst the congregation I Will praises give to thee. [3] 23 Ye that do fear the Lord, him praise, All Jacob's seed do ye Him glorify, and dread him all Ye Isra'ls seed that be. 24 For he th' affliction of the poor Loaths not, nor doth despise; Nor hides his face from him, but hears When unto him he cries. 25 Within the congregation great, My praise is of thee still: Before them that in reverence, Perform my vows I will. 26 The meek shall eat and be suffic'd; Jehovah praise shall they That do him seek; your heart shall live Unto perpetual aye. 27 All th' Ends of th' earth remember shall And turn unto the Lord; And thee all heathen families To worship shall accord 28 Because unto Jehovah doth The kingdom appertain; Likewise among the nations he Is ruler sovereign. 29 Earth's fat ones eat, and worship shall All who to dust descend, (Who cannot keep alive his soul) Before his face shall bend. 30 With service a posterity Him shall attend upon, Which to the Lord shall counted be A generation. 31 Come shall they, and his righteousness By them declar'd shall be Unto a people yet unborn, That done this thing hath he. Scripture: Psalm 22 Languages: English

David's Hymn or Song of Praise

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PCXLV (1742) First Line: My God, O King, I'll thee extol Lyrics: 1 My God O King, I'll thee extol, And bless thy name for aye. 2 For ever will I praise thy name, And bless thee ev'ry day, 3 Great is the Lord most worthy praise, His greatness search can none. 4 Age unto age shall praise thy works, And thy great ads make known. 5 Thy glory honour, majesty, Of them difcourfe will I, And of the admirable works By thee done wondrously. 6 Also men of thy mighty works Shall speak, which dreadful are; And I thy great magnificence, Will openly declare. 7 The mem'ry of thy goodness great They largely shall express; And they shall with a thankful voice Sing of thy righteousness. 8 Jehovah he is gracious, And merciful is he: Slow unto anger: and he is Great in benignity. [2] 9 The Lord is good to all; on all His works his tenderness. io Thee all thy works shall praise, O Lord, And thee thy saints fhall bless 11 They'll of thy kingdom's glory speak, And talk of thy pow'r high 12 To make mens sons his great acts know, And kingdom's majefty. 13 Thy kingdom is a kingdom aye, And thy reign lasts always 14 The Lord doth hold up all who fall, And all bow'd down ones raise, 15 All eyes wait on thee, and their meat Thou dost in season bring. 16 Thy open hand fills the desire Of ev'ry living thing. 17 The Lord is just in all his ways, And holy in's works all. 18 He's near to all who call on him, In truth who on him call. 19 He of all them who do him fear Will their desire fulfil: And he will hearken to their cry, Them likewise save he will. 20 The Lord preserveth all of them Of him that lovers be: But whosoever wicked are Destroy them quite will he. 21 My mouth the praises of the Lord, Discoursing shall express; And let all flesh his holy name; For ever, ever bless. Scripture: Psalm 145 Languages: English

To the chief Musician upon Sushannim for the Sons of Korah, Maschil, a Song of Loves

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXLV (1742) First Line: My heart good matter boileth forth Lyrics: 1 My heart good matter boileth forth; My words I utter then, Concert the king, my tongue is like A ready writer's pen. 2 Thou fairer art than sons of men, Grace poured is in store Upon thy lips; God therefore hath Thee built for evermore. 3 Thy wasting sword, o mighty one, Gird thou upon thy thigh: Thy glorious magnificence, And comely majesty. 4 Ride forth upon the word of truth, meekness and righteousness; And thy right hand shall lead thee forth In works of dreadfulness. 5 Then arrows sharp: the people they Shall fall down under thee; Yea, in the heart (they shall fall down) Foes to the king that be 6 Thy throne's O God, for ev'r and aye, The scepter of thy state A scepter is of righteousness. 7 Thou wickedness dost hate. And lovest justice: God therefore Thy God hath ointed thee. With oyl of gladness them above That thy companions be. 8 Myrrh, aloes, and cassia's smell All of thy garments had: Out of the ivory palaces, Whereby they made thee glad. 9 Among thy honourable maids King's daughters present stand, The queen in finest Ophir gold Is set at thy right hand. 10 O daughter, hearken and behold, Do thou incline thine ear: See thine own people thou forget, And father's house most dear. 11 So in thy beauty to delight The king he shall accord. And bowing down, him worship thou Because he is thy Lord. 12 Then shall be present with a gift The daughter there of Tyre: The rich among the people they Thy favour shall desire. 13 The daughter of the king she is All glorious within: And with embroideries of gold Her garments wrought have been. 14 She is led in unto the king In robes with needle wrought: Her fellow virgins following her Shall unto thee be brought. 15 With gladness forth they shall be bro't, Also with joyfulness: So to the palace of the king They entring have access. 16 In their stead who thy fathers were Thy children they shall be: Whom thou may'st place in all the earth In princely dignity. 17 Thy name remembred I will make In generations all: Therefore for ever and for aye The people praise thee shall. Scripture: Psalm 45 Languages: English

A Song of Degrees of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PCXXXI (1742) First Line: My heart's not haughty, Lord Lyrics: 1 My heart's not haughty Lord, Nor lofty are mine eyes: In things too great or high for me Is not mine exercise. 2 My self I surely have Compos'd and made to rest. Like as a child that weaned is From off his mothers breast. I'm like a weaned child, 3 Let Isra'l then stay With expectation on the Lord, From henceforth and for aye. Scripture: Psalm 131 Languages: English