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Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 27 hymnals Scripture: Psalm 90 Used With Tune: ST. NEOT
Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place
O God, why hast thou cast us off?
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 12 hymnals Lyrics: 1 O God, why hast thou cast us off?
is it for evermore?
Against thy pasture-sheep why doth
thine anger smoke so sore?
2 The congregation of thy choice
in thy remembrance hold,
the people who have purchased been
by thee in days of old.
The tribe of thine inheritance,
which thou redeemed hast,
this Zion hill, wherein thou hadst
thy dwelling in the past.
3 To these long desolations, Lord,
thy feet lift, tarry not,
for all the ills thy foes within
thy holy place have wrought.
4 In midst of thine own meeting-place
thine enemies do roar:
their ensigns they set up for signs
of triumph thee before.
5 It seemed as if one lifted up
is axe thick trees upon —
6 and now with hammer and with axe
they break its carvings down.
7 They fired have thy sanctuary,
and have defiled the same,
by casting down unto the ground
the place where dwelt thy name.
8 Thus said they in their hearts, Let us
destroy them out of hand:
they burnt up all the synagogues
of God within the land.
9 Our signs we do not now behold;
there is not us among
a prophet more, nor any one
that knows the time how long.
10 How long then shall the foe, O God,
reproachfully exclaim?
And shall the adversary thus
always blaspheme thy name?
11 Thy hand, even thy right hand of might,
to stretch forth why delay?
why dost thou thus draw back?
O from thy bosom pluck it out
and sweep them quite away.
Scripture: Psalm 74:1-11 Used With Tune: ST NEOT
O God, why hast thou cast us off?
My God, deliver me from those
Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 10 hymnals Lyrics: 1 My God, deliver me from those
that are mine enemies;
and be thou my defence from those
that up against me rise.
2 From workers of iniquity
do thou deliver me;
and give me safety from the men
of blood and cruelty.
3 For, lo, they for my soul lay wait:
the mighty do combine
against me, Lord; not for my fault,
nor any sin of mine.
4 They run, and, without fault in me,
themselves do ready make:
awake to meet me with thy help;
and do thou notice take.
5 Awake, Jehovah, God of hosts,
thou God of Israel,
to visit heathen all: spare none
that wickedly rebel.
6 At eventide they come again;
they make great noise and sound,
like to a dog, and often walk
the city all round.
7 Behold, they belch out with their mouth,
and in their lips are swords:
for thus they say, Who now is he
that heareth these our words?
8 But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them,
and all the heathen mock.
9 While he’s in power I’ll wait on thee;
for God is my high rock.
10 He of my mercy that is God
betimes shall me prevent;
upon mine enemies God shall let
me see mine heart’s content.
11 Them slay not, lest my folk forget;
but scatter them abroad
by thy strong power; and bring them down,
O thou our shield and God.
12 For their mouth’s sin, and for the words
that from their lips do fly,
let them be taken in their pride;
because they curse and lie.
13 In wrath consume them, them consume,
that so they may not be:
and that in Jacob God doth rule
to earth’s ends let them see.
14 At eventide they come again,
they make great noise and sound
like to a dog, and often walk
the city all around.
15 They also wander up and down,
that food they may obtain;
and if they are not satisfied,
they all night long remain.
16 But of thy power I’ll sing aloud;
at morn thy mercy praise:
for thou to me my refuge wast,
and tower, in troublous days.
17 O God, thou art my strength, I will
sing praises unto thee;
for God is my defence, a God
of mercy unto me. Scripture: Psalm 59 Used With Tune: ST NEOT
My God, deliver me from those
Save me, O God, because the floods
Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P69a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Save me, O God, because the floods
do so environ me,
that even unto my very soul
come in the waters be.
2 I downward in deep mire do sink,
where standing there is none:
into deep waters I am come,
where floods have o’er me gone.
3 I weary with my crying am,
my throat is also dried;
mine eyes do fail, while for my God
I waiting do abide.
4 Those men who do without a cause
bear hatred unto me
are more in number than the hairs
upon my head that be:
Strong are they without a cause
me hate and would me slay;
and therefore what I never took
I forced am to repay.
5 Lord, thou my folly know’st, my sins
not covered are from thee.
6 Let none that wait on thee be shamed,
Lord God of hosts, in me.
O thou who God of Israel art,
let none that wait on thee
confounded be at any time,
or made ashamed in me.
7 For I have borne reproach for thee,
my face is hid with shame.
8 To brethren strange, to mother’s sons
an alien I became.
9 Because the zeal did eat me up
which to thine house I bear;
and the reproaches cast at thee
upon me fallen are.
10 My tears and fasting mourned my soul,
and that was made my shame:
11 I put on sackcloth and to them
a byword I became.
12 The men that in the gate do sit
against me evil spake;
they also that vile drunkards were
of me their song did make.
13 But, in a time of favour, Lord,
I make my prayer to thee;
in truth of thy salvation, Lord,
and mercy great, hear me.
14 Deliver me out of the mire,
from sinking do me keep;
free me from those that do me hate,
and from the waters deep.
15 Let not the flood o'er me prevail,
whose water overflows;
nor deep me swallow, nor the pit
her mouth upon me close.
16 Hear me, O Lord, because thy love
and kindness is most good;
turn unto me, according to
thy mercies’ multitude.
17 Nor from thy servant hide thy face:
I’m troubled, soon attend.
18 Draw near my soul, and it redeem;
me from my foes defend.
19 To thee is my reproach well known,
my shame, and my disgrace:
those that mine adversaries be
are all before thy face.
20 My heart is broken by reproach,
I’m full of grief and pain:
for pity and for comforters
I looked, but looked in vain.
21 They also bitter gall did give
unto me for my meat:
they gave me vinegar to drink,
what time my thirst was great.
22 Before them let their table prove
a snare; and do thou make
their welfare and prosperity
a trap themselves to take.
23 Let thou their eyes so darkened be,
that sight may them forsake;
and let their loins be made by thee
continually to shake.
24 Thine anger pour thou out on them,
let thy wrath seize them all;
25 be desolation in their tents,
their homes to ruin fall.
26 Because they persecute the man
whom thou didst smite before;
and mocking tell the grief of those
whom thou hast wounded sore.
27 Do thou add sin unto their sin,
and, for their wickedness,
And do not let them come at all
into thy righteousness.
28 Out of the book of life let them
be razed and blotted quite;
among the righteous and the just
their names do thou not write.
29 But now become exceeding poor
and sorrowful am I:
by thy salvation, O my God,
let me be set on high.
Scripture: Psalm 69:1-29 Languages: English Tune Title: ST NEOT
Save me, O God, because the floods
Towards the Lord my waiting eyes
Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P25k (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 15 Towards the Lord my waiting eyes
continually are set;
for he it is that shall bring forth
my feet out of the net.
16 O turn unto me, my God,
and mercy to me show;
for I am lone and desolate,
and am brought very low.
17 Enlarged the griefs are of mine heart;
me from distress relieve.
18 See mine affliction and my pain,
and all my sins forgive.
19 Consider thou mine enemies,
because they many be;
and it a cruel hatred is
which they do bear to me.
20 O do thou keep my soul; O God,
do thou deliver me:
let me not be ashamed; for I
do put my trust in thee.
21 Let truth and uprightness me keep,
for I on thee attend.
22 Redemption, Lord, to Israel
from all his troubles send. Scripture: Psalm 25:15-22 Languages: English Tune Title: ST NEOT
Towards the Lord my waiting eyes
My God, deliver me from those
Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #P59a (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My God, deliver me from those
that are mine enemies;
and be thou my defence from those
that up against me rise.
2 From workers of iniquity
do thou deliver me;
and give me safety from the men
of blood and cruelty.
3 For, lo, they for my soul lay wait:
the mighty do combine
against me, Lord; not for my fault,
nor any sin of mine.
4 They run, and, without fault in me,
themselves do ready make:
awake to meet me with thy help;
and do thou notice take.
5 Awake, Jehovah, God of hosts,
thou God of Israel,
to visit heathen all: spare none
that wickedly rebel.
6 At eventide they come again;
they make great noise and sound,
like to a dog, and often walk
the city all round.
7 Behold, they belch out with their mouth,
and in their lips are swords:
for thus they say, Who now is he
that heareth these our words?
8 But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them,
and all the heathen mock.
9 While he’s in power I’ll wait on thee;
for God is my high rock.
10 He of my mercy that is God
betimes shall me prevent;
upon mine enemies God shall let
me see mine heart’s content.
11 Them slay not, lest my folk forget;
but scatter them abroad
by thy strong power; and bring them down,
O thou our shield and God.
12 For their mouth’s sin, and for the words
that from their lips do fly,
let them be taken in their pride;
because they curse and lie.
13 In wrath consume them, them consume,
that so they may not be:
and that in Jacob God doth rule
to earth’s ends let them see.
14 At eventide they come again,
they make great noise and sound
like to a dog, and often walk
the city all around.
15 They also wander up and down,
that food they may obtain;
and if they are not satisfied,
they all night long remain.
16 But of thy power I’ll sing aloud;
at morn thy mercy praise:
for thou to me my refuge wast,
and tower, in troublous days.
17 O God, thou art my strength, I will
sing praises unto thee;
for God is my defence, a God
of mercy unto me. Scripture: Psalm 59 Languages: English Tune Title: ST NEOT
My God, deliver me from those
Ilyas Saleh
1839 - 1885 Person Name: الياس بن موسى بن سمعان صالح Author of "استمع اللهم صوتي حين شكواي" in بهجة الضمير في نظم المزامير (Psalter) إلياس بن موسى بن سمعان صالح
المعروف بإلياس صالح اللاذقي
Syrian poet, writer, and historian.
Ilyas Saleh
