|Text:||A Psalm of David|
1 I lift my soul to thee, O Lord,
2 My God I trust in thee,
Let me not be asham'd, nor let
My foes joy over me.
3 Ye let not them that wait on thee,
Be fill'd with shamefulness,
But let them all ashamed be,
Who causelesly transgress.
4 Thy ways, Jehovah to me show,
Thy paths make me discern,
5 Make thou me in thy truth to go;
And cause thou me to learn.
6 For of my health thou art the God,
On thee I wait all day,
Thy bowels, Lord, and mercies mind,
For they have been for aye.
7 My sins of youth and trespasses,
To mind, oh! do not take:
O mind me in thy tenderness
Lord for thy goodness sake.
8 The Lord's good and upright, therefore
He'll sinners teach the way?
9 The meek he will in judgment guide,
And teach the meek his way.
10 Jehovah's paths thy mercy are,
And truths all of them too,
To them that keep his covenant,
And testimonies do.
11 For thy name's sake Jehovah I
Do humbly thee intreat
To pardon mine iniquity,
For it is very great.
12 Who fears the Lord's him he will teach
The way that he shall chuse:
13 His soul shall dwell at ease; his seed
As heirs the earth shall use.
14 The secret of the Lord's with those
That do him reverence,
And of his cov'nant he to those
Will give intelligence.
15 Mine eyes continually be
Upon Jehovah set:
For it is he that will set free
My feet out of the net.
16 O turn thou unto me thy face,
And on me mercy show;
For I am in a lonely case,
Afflicted poor also.
17 My straits of heart enlarged be;
Bring me from my distress:
18 My pain and mine affliction see,
And all my sins release.
19 My foes mark, for they many be,
And cruelly me hate.
20 My soul keep, free me, nor let me
Be sham'd, who on thee wait.
21 Let soundness and integrity
Keep me who trust in thee
22 From all his troubles Israel
O God do thou set free.
|First Line:||I lift my soul to thee, O Lord|
|Title:||A Psalm of David|