The Whole Book of Psalms ‎#XCII

XCII. How good and pleasant must it be

1 How good and pleasant must it be
to thank the Lord most high;
And with repeated songs of praise
his Name to magnify!

2 With ev'ry morning's early dawn
his goodness to relate;
And of his constant truth, each night
the glad effects repeat!

3 To ten string'd instruments we'll sing,
with tuneful psalt'ries join'd;
And to the harp, with solemn wounds,
ror sacred yse design'd.

4 For through thy wondrous works O Lord,
thou mak'st my heart rejoice;
the thoughts of them shall make me glad,
and shout with chearful voice.

5, 6 How wond'rous are thy works, O Lord!
how deep are thy decrees!
Whose winding tracks, in secret laid,
no stupid sinner sees.

7 He little thinks, when wicked men,
like grass, look fresh and gay,
How soon their short liv'd splendour must,
for ever pass away.

8, 9 But thou, my God, art still most high;
and all thy lofty foes,
Who thought they might securely sin,
shall be o'erwhelm'd with woes.

10 Whilst thou exalt'st my sov'reign pow'r,
and mak'st it largely spread;
And with refreshing oil anoint'st
my consecrated head.

11 I soon shall see my stubborn foes
to utter ruin brought;
And hear the dismal end of those,
who have against me fought.

12 But righteous men, like fruitful palms,
shall make a glorious show;
As cedars that on Lebanon
in stately order grow.

13, 14 These, planted in the house of God,
within his courts shall thrive;
Their vigour and their lustre both
shall in old age revive.

1 Thus will the Lord his justice show;
And God, my strong defence,
Shall due rewards to all the world
impartially dispense.

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• First Line: How good and pleasant must it be
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Psalm 92

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