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Blest be the Lord my strength, that doth
Author: N. Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #CXLIV (1790) Hymnal Title: The Whole Book of Psalms Lyrics: 1 Blest be the Lord my strength, that doth
instruct my hands to fight,
The Lord that doth my fingers frame
to battle by his might.
2 He is my hope, my fort, and tow'r,
deliverer and shield;
In him I trust, my people he
subdues to me to yield.
3 O Lord, what thing is man, that him
thou dost so highly prize!
Or son of man, that upon him
thou thinkest in such wise!
4 Man is but like to vanity,
so pass his days to end,
As fleeting shade. Bow down, O Lord,
the heavens, and thence descend;
5 The mountains touch, and they shall smoke,
cast forth thy lightning's flame,
And scatter them; thy arrows shoot,
consume them with the same.
6 Send down thy hand from heav'n above,
O Lord, deliver me;
Take me from waters great, from hand
of strangers set me free;
7 Whose subtil mouth of vanity
with flatt'ring words doth treat,
And their right-hand is a right-hand
of falshood and deceit.
8 A new song will I sing to thee,
O God, the Lord most high,
And on a ten-string'd lute also
praise thee most joyfully.
9 Even he it is that only gives
deliverance to kings;
Unto his servant David help
from hurtful sword he brings.
10 From strangers hand me save and shield,
whose mouth talks vanity,
And their right-hand is a right-hand
of guile and subtilty.
11 That so our sons may be as plants,
which growing youth doth rear,
Our daughters as carv'd corner-stones,
like to a palace fair;
12 Our garners full and plenty may
of sundry sorts be found;
Our sheep bring thousands, in our streets
ten thousand may abound:
13 Our oxen be to labour strong,
that none may us invade;
No goings out there be, nor cries
within our streets be made.
14 The people happy are that with
such blessings great are stor'd;
Yea, blessed all tile people are,
whose God is God the Lord. Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English
Blest be the Lord my strength, that doth
Benedictus Dom.
Author: N. Hymnal: The Whole Booke of Psalmes #84b (1640) Hymnal Title: The Whole Booke of Psalmes First Line: Blest be the Lord my strength, that doth Lyrics: 1 Blessed be the Lord my strength, that doth
instruct my hands to fight:
The Lord that doth my fingers frame
to battell by his might.
2 He is my goodnesse, fort, and tower,
deliverer and shield:
In him I trust, my people he
subdues to me to yeeld.
3 O Lord, what thing is man, that him
thou holdest so in prise.
Or sonne of man, that upon him
thou thinkest in such wise?
4 Man is but like to vanity,
so passe his daies to end,
5 As fleeting shade. Bow down O Lord,
the heavens, and descend.
6 The mountaines touch, and they shall smoke,
cast forth thy lightning flame,
And scatter them; thy arrowes shoot,
consume them with the same.
7 Send down thy hand ev'n from above,
O Lord, deliver me:
Take me from waters great, from hand
of strangers make me free.
8 Whose subtill mouth of vanity,
with fondnesse doth istruct:
And their right hand is a right hand
of falshood and deceit.
9 A new song will I sing O God,
and singing will I be
On Violl, ad on instrument,
ten-stringed unto thee.
10 Even he it is that only gives
deliverance to Kings:
Unto his servant David help
from hurtfull sword he brings.
11 From strangers hand me save & shield,
whose mouth talks vanity:
And their right hand is a right hand
of guile and subtilty.
12 That our sons may be as the plants
whom growing youth doth reare:
Our daughters as carv'd corner-stones,
like to a pallace faire.
13 Our garners full, and plenty may
of sundry sorts be found,
Our sheep bring thousands, in our streets
ten thousands may abound.
14 Our Oxen be to labour strong,
that none do us invadez'
There be nogoings out, nor cries
within our streets be made.
15 The people blessed are that with
such blessings are so stor'd:
Yea, blessed all the people are,
whose God is God the Lord.
Scripture: Psalm 144 Languages: English
Benedictus Dom.
