PSALM 32. WHEN various griefs my soul surround, Ye saints exulting lift your voice, For this shall all who thee adore, Then if affliction's tempests rise, PSALM 33. YE righteous, in the Lord rejoice, That upright men with thankful voice, Praise ye the Lord with harp, and sing To him with psaltery; With ten-string'd instruments sounding, Praise ye the Lord most high: Sing to the Lord a song most new, True judgment, equity, and right, And with his gifts he doth delight PSALM 33. LET all the just to God with joy Let harps, and psalteries, and lutes, For faithful is the word of God, Our soul on God with patience waits, Our help and shield is he; Then, Lord, let still our hearts rejoice, Because we trust in thee. PSALM 34. THRO' all the changing scenes of life, The praises of my God shall still Of his deliv'rance I will boast, O magnify the Lord with me, The Lord from heaven beholds the just With favourable eyes; And, when distress'd, his gracious ear PSALM 34. I WILL give laud and honour both My mouth also for evermore I do delight to praise the Lord, Therefore see that ye magnify With me the living Lord; Let us exalt his holy Name, Always with one accord. For I myself besought the Lord, And me deliver'd, speedily, From all my fear and pain. |