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Psalm 9: Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #P10 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 First Line: Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart Lyrics: 1Lord, thee I’ll praise with all my heart, thy wonders all proclaim. 2In thee, most High, I’ll greatly joy, and sing unto thy name. 3When back my foes were turn’d, they fell, and perish’d at thy sight: 4For thou maintain’dst my right and cause; on throne sat’st judging right. 5The heathen thou rebuked hast, the wicked overthrown; Thou hast put out their names, that they may never more be known. 6O en’my! now destructions have an end perpetual: Thou cities raz’d; perish’d with them is their memorial. 7God shall endure for aye; he doth for judgment set his throne; 8In righteousness to judge the world, justice to give each one. 9God also will a refuge be for those that are oppress’d; A refuge will he be in times of trouble to distress’d. 10And they that know thy name, in thee their confidence will place: For thou hast not forsaken them that truly seek thy face. 11O sing ye praises to the Lord, that dwells in Sion hill; And all the nations among his deeds record ye still. 12When he enquireth after blood, he then rememb’reth them: The humble folk he not forgets that call upon his name. 13Lord, pity me; behold the grief which I from foes sustain; Ev’n thou, who from the gates of death dost raise me up again; 14That I, in Sion’s daughters’ gates, may all thy praise advance; And that I may rejoice always in thy deliverance. 15The 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. 16The Lord is by the judgment known which he himself hath wrought: The sinners’ hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught. 17They who are wicked into hell each one shall turned be; And all the nations that forget to seek the Lord most high. 18For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway; The expectation of the poor shall not be lost for aye. 19Arise, Lord, let not man prevail; judge heathen in thy sight: 20That they may know themselves but men, the nations, Lord, affright. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English
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Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P9b (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, thee I’ll praise with all my heart, thy wonders all proclaim. 2 In thee, most High, I’ll greatly joy, and sing unto thy name. 3 When back my foes were turned, they fell, and perished at thy sight: 4 For thou maintain’st my right and cause; on throne sitt’st judging right. 5 The heathen thou rebuked hast, the wicked overthrown; thou hast put out their names, that they may never more be known. 6 The desolations are complete that fell the foe upon; their cities thou hast razed quite, their memory is gone. 7 The Lord for ever doth endure; for judgment sets his throne; 8 in righteousness to judge the world, justice to give each one. 9 So shall the Lord a refuge be for those that are oppressed; a refuge will he be for them, what time they are distressed. 10 And they that know thy name in thee their confidence will place: for thou hast not forsaken them that truly seek thy face. 11 O sing ye praises to the Lord that dwells in Zion hill; among the people everywhere his deeds declare ye still. 12 When he enquireth after blood, he doth remember them: the afflicted he doth not forget that call upon his name. 13 Lord, pity me; behold the grief which I from foes sustain; even thou, who from the gates of death dost raise me up again: 14 That I in Zion’s daughter's gates may all thy praise relate; and that I may exult with joy in thy salvation great. 15 Sunk are the heathen in the pit which they themselves prepared; and in the net which they have hid their own feet fast are snared. 16 The Lord is by the judgment known which he himself hath wrought: the sinners’ hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught. 17 The wicked shall be turned back into death's dark abode; and all the nations that forget the great and mighty God. 18 For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway; the expectation of the poor shall not be lost for aye. 19 Arise, Lord, let not man prevail; judge heathen in thy sight; 20 that they may know themselves but men, the nations, Lord, affright. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English Tune Title: MANCHESTER
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Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P9a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Lord, thee I’ll praise with all my heart, thy wonders all proclaim. 2 In thee, most High, I’ll greatly joy, and sing unto thy name. 3 When back my foes were turned, they fell, and perished at thy sight: 4 For thou maintain’st my right and cause; enthroned sitt’st judging right. 5 The heathen thou rebuked hast, the wicked overthrown; thou hast put out their names, that they may never more be known. 6 The desolations are complete that fell the foe upon; their cities thou hast razed quite, their memory is gone. 7 The Lord for ever doth endure; for judgment sets his throne; 8 in righteousness to judge the world, justice to give each one. 9 So shall the Lord a refuge be for those that are oppressed; a refuge will he be for them, what time they are distressed. 10 And they that know thy name in thee their confidence will place: for thou hast not forsaken them that truly seek thy face. 11 O sing ye praises to the Lord that dwells in Zion hill; among the people everywhere his deeds declare ye still. 12 When he enquireth after blood, he doth remember them: the afflicted he doth not forget that call upon his name. 13 Lord, pity me; behold the grief which I from foes sustain; even thou, who from the gates of death dost raise me up again: 14 That I in Zion’s daughter's gates may all thy praise relate; and that I may exult with joy in thy salvation great. 15 Sunk are the heathen in the pit which they themselves prepared; and in the net which they have hid their own feet fast are snared. 16 The Lord is by the judgment known which he himself hath wrought: the sinners’ hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught. 17 The wicked shall be turned back into death's dark abode; and all the nations that forget the great and mighty God. 18 For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway; the expectation of the poor shall not be lost for aye. 19 Arise, Lord, let not man prevail; judge heathen in thy sight; 20 that they may know themselves but men, the nations, Lord, affright. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English Tune Title: STROUDWATER

Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart

Hymnal: The Book of Psalms Rendered in Metre and Set to Music #ad140 (1950)
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Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #6a (1865) Tune Title: ROCHESTER

Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart

Hymnal: The Book of Psalms Rendered in Metre and Set to Music #d140 (1929)
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Psalm 9

Hymnal: Foundations Psalter #9 (2023) First Line: Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart Lyrics: 1 Lord, thee I'll praise with all my heart, thy wonders all proclaim. 2 In thee, most High, I'll greatly joy, and sing unto thy name. 3 When back my foes were turned, they fell, and perished at thy sight: 4 For thou maintain'dst my right and cause; on throne sat'st judging right. 5 The heathen thou rebukèd hast, the wicked overthrown; Thou hast put out their names, that they may never more be known. 6 O en'my! now destructions have an end perpetual: Thou cities razed; perished with them is their memorial. 7 God shall endure for aye; he doth for judgment set his throne; 8 In righteousness to judge the world, justice to give each one. 9 God also will a refuge be for those that are oppressed; A refuge will he be in times of trouble to distressed. 10 And they that know thy name, in thee their confidence will place: For thou hast not forsaken them that truly seek thy face. 11 O sing ye praises to the Lord that dwells in Zion hill; And all the nätions among his deeds record ye still. 12 When he enquireth after blood, he then rememb'reth them: The humble folk he not forgets that call upon his name. 13 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; 14 That I, in Zion's daughters' gates, may all thy praise advance; And that I may rejoice always in thy deliverance. 15 The heathen are sunk in the pit which they themselves prepared; And in the net which they have hid their own feet fast are snared. 16 The Lord is by the judgment known which he himself hath wrought: The sinners' hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught. 17 They who are wicked into hell each one shall turnèd be; And all the nations that forget to seek the Lord most high. 18 For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway; The expectation of the poor shall not be lost for aye. 19 Arise, Lord, let not man prevail; judge heathen in thy sight: 20 That they may know themselves but men, the nations, Lord, affright. Scripture: Psalm 9 Languages: English

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