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To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David, the Servant of the Lord

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXXXVI (1742) Scripture: Psalm 36 First Line: The trespass of the wicked one Lyrics: 1 The trespass of the wicked one Saith in assured wise, Within my heart, the fear of God Is not before his eyes. 2 Because that he in his own eyes Himself is flattering. Until that his iniquity Be found an hateful thing. 3 The words are vanity and guile Which from his mouth proceed, He hath left off for to be wise, And do the godly deed 4 He when he lieth on his bed, Doth mischief meditate: He sets himself in no good way, He doth not evil hate. [2] 5 Thy mercy O Jehovah is Within the heavens high; Thy faithfulness doth reach likewise Unto the cloudy sky. 6 Like mountains great thy righteousness; Thy judgments like unto The mighty deep: thou sav'st, O Lord, Both man and beast also. 7 O God, thy loving kindness is Of wondrous excellence: Therefore in shadow of thy wings Men's sons put confidence. 8 They of the fatness of thy house Unto the full shall take; And of the stream of thy delights To drink thou shalt them make. 9 For with thee is the spring of life, Light in thy light we see: O stretch thy loving kindness to Such as acknowledge thee. 10 To them that upright are in heart, Stretch out thy gracious love. 11 Let no proud foot against me come, Nor wicked hand me move. 12 There are they fallen all of them That work iniquities: They are cast down and never shall Be able to arise. Languages: English

A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXXXVII (1742) Scripture: Psalm 37 First Line: Fret not thy self because of them Lyrics: 1 Fret not thy self because of them That evil workers be; Nor envious be against the men That work iniquity. 2 For even like unto the grass, Cut quickly down are they; And like unto the tender herb, They wither shall away. 3 Upon Jehovah put thy trust, And be thou doing good: So shalt thou dwell within the land, And faith shall be thy food. 4 See that thou set thy hearts' delight Also upon the Lord: And then the wishes of thine heart To thee he will afford. 5 Rowl on the Lord thy way; trust him, And he'll it bring to pass. 6 As light thy justice he'll bring forth, Thy judgment at noon days. 7 Rest in Jehovah, and for him With patience do thou stay; Fret not thy self because of him Who prospers in his way; Nor at the man who brings to pass The crafts he doth devise. 8 Cease ire and wrath, leave to do ill, Thy self fret in no wise. 9 For evil doers shall be made By cutting down to fall; But those that wait upon the Lord, The land inherit shall. [2] 10 For yet a little while and then, The wicked shall not be: Yea thou shall diligently mark His place and it not see. 11 But humble men th'inheritance Shall of the earth possess; Also they shall themselves delight In multitude of peace. 12 The wicked plots against the just Gnashing at him his teeth. 13 The Lord shall laugh at him because His Day at hand he seeth. 14 The wicked have drawn out their sword, And bent their bow have they To cast the poor and needy down, To kill th' upright in way. 15 Their sword shall enter their own heart, Their bows shall broken be. 16 The just man's little better is, Than wicked's treasury. 17 For th' arms of wicked shall be broke, The Lord the just doth stay. 18 The Lord doth know upright men's days And their lot is for aye. 19 They never shall ashamed be In any time of ill; And when the days of famine come, Then shall they have their fill. 20 But wicked men, Jehovah's foes, As lambs fat shall decay: They shall consume, yea into smoke They shall consume away. [3] 21 The man ungodly borrow doth, And never doth repay; Whereas the just man mercy shows, And freely gives away. 22 For such as of him blessed be, The earth inherit shall: And they that of him cursed are By cutting down shall fall. 23 The footsteps of a godly man Are ordered aright, Ev'n by the Lord, and also he Doth in his way delight. 24 Although he fall, yet shall he not Be utterly down cast, Because Jehovah with his hand Doth yet uphold him fast. 25 I have been young, and now am old, Yet have I never seen The just man left, so that his seed For bread have beggars been. 26 But ev'ry day he's merciful, And lends: his seed is blest. 27 Depart from evil, and do good, And ever dwell at rest. 28 Because the Lord doth judgment love, His saints forsakes not he: Kept ever are they; but cut off The sinner's seed shall be 29 The just inherit shall the land, And therein ever dwell. 30 The just man's mouth doth wisdom speak His tongue doth judgment tell. 31 The law of his God is in's heart, None of his steps shall stray. 32 The wicked watcheth for the just, And seeketh him to slay. 33 Jehovah will not such an one Leave up into his hand: Nor any such will he condemn When judge he doth stand. [4] 34 Wait on the Lord, and keep his way, And he shall thee exalt, Th' earth to inherit, when cut off The wicked see thou shalt. 35 The wicked man I have beheld In might power to be; And spreading so himself abroad Like as a green bay-tree. 36 Nevertheless he past away, And lo then was not he; Moreover, I did seek for him, But found he could not be. 37 Take notice of the perfect man, And th' upright one attend? Because that unto such a man Peace is the latter end. 36 But such men as transgressors be Together perish shall: The latter end shall be cut off Of Men ungodly all. 39 But the salvation of the just Doth of Jehovah come: He is their strength to them in times That are most troublesome. 40 Yea help and free them will the Lord; He shall deliver them From wicked men, because that they Do put their trust in him. Languages: English

A Psalm of David, to bring to Remembrance

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXXXVIII (1742) Scripture: Psalm 38 First Line: In wrath, Lord do not me chastise Lyrics: 1 In wrath, Lord do not me chastise: And in thy rage correct not me. 2 For sore thine hand upon me lies, In me thine arrows fastned be. 3 There is no soundness in my flesh, Because thy wrath on me doth lye: Nor in my bones is any rest, Because of mine iniquity. 4 Because that mine iniquities Above my head ascended are; Like as an heavy burden lies, Too heavy they for me to bear. 5 My wounds stink and corrupt are grown, My foolishness doth make it so, 6 I troubled am and much bow'd down, I all day long a mourning go. 7 Fill'd are my loins with loathsome sore, And there's no soundness in my flesh, 8 Weak am I and sore broke, I roar by reason of my sore distress. 9 With thee, Lord, is all my desire, My groaning is not hid form the. 10 My heart doth pant, my strength doth tire, And mine eyes sight is gone from me. 11 My sore my lovers stand there fro, My friends stand off, my kinsmen eke, 12 Who seek my life, lay snares also, Who seek my hurt they mischief speak, And all day long imagine guile. 13 But as one deaf, I did not hear; I as a dumb man was the while, Whose mouth at all not open were. 14 As one that heareth not was I And in whose mouth reproofs none were, 15 For I, O Lord, on thee rely, O Lord my god thou wilt me hear. 16 O hear thou me because, said I, Else they will joy o'er me with pride: Themselves 'gainst me they magnifie, When as my feet doth slip aside 17 For I to halt am ready still, Also my grief abides with me, 18 For I declare my trespass will, And for my sin will sorry be, 19 Yet ne'ertheless mine enemies They lively are, and strong also, Who causelessly me hate, likewise, In number mightily do grow. 20 Moreover, they that for my good Do render evil unto me: Because that i do follow good, To me they adversaries be. 21Jehovah do not me forsake, From me O do not far depart 22 My God haste to my rescue make, O Lord, who my salvation art. Languages: English

To the chief Musician, even to Jeduthun, A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXXXIX (1742) Scripture: Psalm 39 First Line: I said I will look to my ways Lyrics: 1 I said, I will look to my ways, Lest I sin with my tongue: I'll keep my mouth with bit while I With wicked am among 2 With silence I as dumb abode, My mouth I did refrain From speaking of the thing that's good, And stirred was my pain. 3 My heart within me waxed hot, While I was musing long, In me the fire inkindled was, Then speak I with my tongue. 4 O Lord, mine end, and of of my days, Let me the measure learn: That what a momentary thing I am, I may discern. 5 Behold thou mad'st my days a span, Mine age is nought to thee: At's best estate, sure every man Us wholly vanity. 6 Sure man walks in an empty show, Vain stir they therefore make, Who heap up wealth, but do not know Who shall the same up take. 7 And now, O Lord, what wait I for? My hope is set on thee. 8 Free me from all my trespasses, The fool’s scorn make not me. 9 I silent was and shut my mouth, This done because thou hast: 10 Remove thy stroke away from me, By thy hands blow I waste. 11 When with Rebukes thou dost correct Man for iniquity, Thou blasts his beauty like a moth: Sure each man’s vanity. 12 Lord hear my prayer, hark to my cry; Nor at my tears still be: For as my fathers all am I, Strange sojourner with thee. 13 O turn aside a while me fro, That I may strength recall, Before that I from hence shall go, And be no more at all. Languages: English

A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXL (1742) Scripture: Psalm 40 First Line: With expectation for the Lord Lyrics: 1 With expectation for the Lord, I waited patiently; And he inclined unto me, He also heard my cry. 2 He brought me from the dreadful pit, Out of the miry clay; And on a rock he set my feet, He stablished my way. 3 A new song put he in my mouth, Our God's praise to record; Which many shall behold and fear, And trust upon the Lord. 4 Blest is the Man that on the Lord doth make his trust abide: Nor doth the proud respect, nor such To lies as turn aside. [2] 5 O thou Jehovah, thou my God, Hast many wonders wrought; And likewise towards us thou hast Conceiv'd many a thought. their sum cannot be reckon'd up In order unto thee; would I declare and speak of them, Beyond account they be. 6 Thou sacrifice and offering Didst not at all desire, Thou boar'st mine ear, no sin off'ring, Nor burnt one dost require. 7 Then said I, lo I come: it's writ I' th' books roll thus of me, 8 To do thy will my god I joy, Thy laws in my heart be. 9 Within the congregation great, Thy righteousness I shew; Lo I have not refrain'd my lips, Jehovah thou dost know. 10 I have not hid thy righteousness Within my heart alone; I have declar'd thy faithfulness, And thy salvation I have not from th' assembly great Thy grace and truth conceal'd. 11 Let not thy tender mercies be From me O Lord with-held: Let both thy kindness and thy truth keep me my life throughout, 12 Because innumerable ills Have compass'd me about. My sins have caught me, so that I Not able am to see; More are they than hairs of mine head, Therefore my heart fails me. [3] 13 Be pleas'd, Lord, to deliver me; To help me, Lord, make haste. 14 At once abash'd and sham'd let be, Who seek my soul to waste 15 Let them be driven back and sham'd That wish me misery: Let them be waste to quit their shame, That say to me, fy, fy. 16 Let all be glad and joy in thee That seek thee, let them say, Who thy salvation love, the Lord Be magify'd alway. 17 I poor and needy am, on me The Lord yet care doth take: My help and my deliverer thou, My God no tarrying make. Languages: English

To the chief Musician. A Psalm of David

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXLI (1742) Scripture: Psalm 41 First Line: O bless'd is he that wisely doth Lyrics: 1 O bless'd is he that wisely doth Unto the poor attend: The Lord will him deliverance In time of trouble send. 2 The Lord will keep and make him live, On Earth he blest shall be; And give him not unto the will Of his sore enemy. 3 Upon the bed of languishing The Lord will strengthen him; Thou also wilt make all his bed Within his sickness time: 4 I said, Jehovah unto me Thy tender grace I crave; Heal thou my soul, because that I Against thee sinned have. 5 Those men that be mine enemies, With evil me defame; When will the time come he shall die, And perish shall his name? 6 And if he come to visit me, He speaks vain lies in heart: He heapeth evils, then he goes Abroad them to impart. [2] 7 All that me hate, against me they Together whisper still: Against me they imagine do To me malicious ill. 8 Thus do they say, some ill disease Unto him cleaveth sore: And seeing now he lyeth down, He shall rise up no more. 9 Moreover my familiar friend, On whom my trust I set, His heel against me lifted up, Who of my bread did eat. 10 But Lord me pity and me raise, That I may them requite, 11 By this I know assuredly, In me thou dost delight. For o'er me triumphs not my foe, 12 And me, thou dost me stay In mine integrity, and sett'st Me thee before for aye. 13 Blest hath Jehovah, Israel's God, From everlasting been, And unto everlasting is, Amen, yea, and Amen. Languages: English

To the chief Musician. Maschil for the Sons of Korah

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXLII (1742) Scripture: Psalm 42 First Line: Like as the panting hart doth bray Lyrics: 1 Like as the panting hart doth bray After the water brooks; Ev'n in such wise, O God, my soul After thee panting looks; 2 For God, ev'n for the living God My soul it thirsteth sore; O when shall I come and appear The face of God before? 3 My tears have been unto me meat by night, likewise by day: While all daylong they unto me, Where is thy God? do say. 4 When as unto my memory These things recal I do, Then I pour out my soul in me: For I with troops did go. With them unto God's house I went With voice of joy and praise: I with a multitude did go, That did keep holy days. 5 My soul, why art cast down, and why Stirr'd in me? thy hope place In God, for praise him yet shall I For health is in his face. [2] 6 My God my soul in me's cast down; Therefore thee mind I will From Jordan's land, and Hermonites, And from the little hill. 7 At sounding of thy water spouts, Deep unto deep doth call; Thy waves pass over me, likewise Thy breaking billows all. 8 His loving kindness ye the Lord command will in the day: And in the night his songs with me, To God my life I'll pray. 9 I'll say to God my rock, O why Hast thou forgotten me? For pressure of the enemy Why should I mourning be? 10 As with a sword within my bones, Mine en'mies me upbraid: While all the day, Where is thy God? They unto me have said. 11 My soul, O wherefore dost thou bow Thy self down heavily? And wherefore in me makest thou A stir tumultuously? Hope thou in God, because I shall With praise him yet advance; Who is my God, he also is Health of my countenance. Languages: English

Judge me, O God, and plead my cause

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXLIII (1742) Scripture: Psalm 43 Lyrics: 1 Judge me, O God, and plead my cause From nation merciless; Both from the man of guile and wrong, O send thou me redress. 2 for of my strength thou art the God, Why cast thou me thee fro? Who go I mourning for the sore Oppression of the foe? 3 O send thou forth thy light and truth, Let them lead and bring me Unto thy holy hill, and where Thy tabernacles be. 4 Then will I to God's altar go, To God my cheerful joy: Yea, thee to praise, O God my God, I will my harp imploy. 5 My soul, O wherefore dost thou bow Thy self down heavily, And wherefore in me makest thou A stir tumultuously? 6 Hope thou in God, because I shall With praise him yet advance, Who is my God, he also is Health of my countenance. Languages: English

To the chief Musician, for the sons of Korah, Maschil.

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXLIV (1742) Scripture: Psalm 44 First Line: We with our ears have heard, O God Lyrics: 1 We with our ears have heard, O God, Our fathers have us told, What works thou wroughtest in their days, Ev'n in the times of old 2 How thy hand drave the heathen out, And planted them thou hast; How thou the people didst afflict, And out thy didst them cast. 3 For by their sword they did not get The land's possession. Nor was it their own arm that did Work their salvation; But thy right hand, thine arm also, Thy countenances light; Because that of thine own good will Thou didst in them delight. 4 Thou art my king, O mighty God, Thou dost the same endure; For Jacob by commandement Deliverance procure. 5 Thro' thee as with an horn we will Push down our enemies: We thro' thy name will tread them down That up against me rise. 6 Because it is not in my bow That I affiance have: Nor is it any sword of mine, That shall at all me save. 7 But thou hast from our foes us sav'd, And haters put to shame: 8 In God we all the day do boast, And praise for aye thy name. 9 But now thou hast forsaken us, And shame upon us cast: Nor with our military troops Gone forth to battel hast. 10 Back from before the enemy, Thou mak'st us to recoyl: They also that our haters be. Do from themselves us spoil. 11 Thou hast us given like as sheep, To slaughter that belong: Thou hast us also scattered The heathen folk among. 12 Thou dost thy people set to sale For that which is no gain: And by their prices no increase Of riches dost obtain. 13 Unto our neighbours a reproach Thou doest us expose: A scorn we are and mocking stock To them that us enclose. 14 Among the heathen people thou A by-word dost us make, Also among the nations, At us their head they shake. 15 Before mine eyes continually Abideth my disgrace: And likewise with comfounded shame O'er-covered is my face. 16 By reason of the enemy And self-revenging wight. 17 Though all of this be come on us, We have not thee forgot: Likewise against thy covenant Dealt falsly have we not. 18 Our hearts not turned back, nor have Our steps from thy way stray'd. 19 Tho' us thou break'st in dragon's place And hid'st us in death's shade. 20 Had we forgot God's name, or to A strange God stretch'd our hands: 21 Shall not God search it out? for he Hearts secrets understands. 22 Yea, we for thee are all day kill'd, Counted as sheep to slay: 23 Awake, why sleep'st thou, Lord, arise, Cast us not off for aye. 24 Thy countenance away from us O wherefore dost thou hide? Why dost thou mindless of our grief, And sore distress abide? 25 For down to dust our soul is bow'd; To th' earth our bellies cleave 26 O thou that art our help, arise, In mercy us relieve. Languages: English

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

Hymnal: PHSS1742 #PXLV (1742) Scripture: Psalm 45 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. Languages: English