1 O blessed is the man to whom
is freely pardoned
all the transgression he hath done,
whose sin is covered.
2 blest is the man to whom the Lord
imputeth not his sin,
and in whose spirit there is no guile,
nor fraud is found therein.
3 When I from speaking did refrain,
and silent was my tongue,
my bones then waxed old, because
I cried out all day long.
4 Because on me both day and night
thine hand did heavy lie,
so that my moisture turned is
in summer’s drought thereby.
5 I thereupon have unto thee
my sin acknowledged,
and likewise mine iniquity
I have not covered:
I will confess unto the Lord
my trespasses, said I;
and of my sin thou freely didst
forgive the iniquity.
6 For this shall every godly one
his prayer make to thee;
in such a time he shall thee seek,
as found thou mayest be.
Surely, when floods of waters great
do swell up to the brim,
they shall not overwhelm his soul,
nor once come near to him.
7 Thou art my hiding-place, thou shalt
from trouble keep me free:
thou with songs of deliverance
about shalt compass me.
8 I will instruct thee, and thee teach
the way that thou shalt go;
and, with mine eye upon thee set,
I will direction show.
9 Then be not like the horse or mule,
which do not understand;
whose mouth, that they may come to thee,
a bridle must command.
10 Unto the man that wicked is
his sorrows shall abound;
but him that trusteth in the Lord
mercy shall compass round.
11 Ye righteous, in the Lord be glad,
in him do ye rejoice:
all ye that upright are in heart,
for joy lift up your voice.
Source: The Irish Presbyterian Hymbook #P32