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A Psalm of David

O let Jehovah blessed be, Who is my rock of might

Published in 3 hymnals

Representative Text

1 O let JEHOVAH blessed be,
who is my rock of might:
My hands he teaches how to war,
my fingers how to fight.
2 My goodness, fortress, my high tow'r,
saviour and shield is He;
In whom I trust, and who subdues
my people under me.

3 LORD, what is man, that Thou of him
shouldst any knowledge take;
Or son of man, that Thou of him
so great account dost make?
4 For man is like to vanity,
uncertain here to stay;
His days like shades of flying clouds
pass hastily away.

5 LORD, bow thy heav'ns above, come down;
and with thy thunder's stroke
Do Thou but once the mountains touch,
and they will rise in smoke.
6 Cast fort thy lightnings, and disperse
thine enemies around;
And make thy piercing arrows fly,
and all their pow'r confound.

7 Thine hand O send Thou from above,
redeem and rescue me;
From mighty waters, from the hand
of strangers set me free.
8 Whose evil mouths are wont to speak
falshood and vanity;
And whose right hand a right hand is
of fraud and perfidy.

[2 Part]
9 O God, new songs I'll sing to Thee,
upon the psaltery;
And on a ten-string'd instrument
to Thee sing praise will I.
10 It is He only who to kings
salvation doth afford;
And who his servant David saves
from the destroying sword.

11 Free me from bands of strangers sons,
whose mouths speak vanity,
And whose right hand a right hand is
of fraud and perfidy.
12 But let our sons in youthful age
as thriving plants appear;
Daughters like polish'd corner stones
which grace a palace fair.

13 That to afford all kinds of stores,
our garners may be fill'd;
Our cattle thousands in our streets,
yea may ten thousands yield.
14 Our oxen for their labour strong;
no enemy invade;
No leading captive; no complaint
in all our streets be made.

15 O happy people they, who are
in such a case as this;
But far more happy people they
whose God JEHOVAH is.

Source: The Psalms Hymns and Spiritual Songs of the Old and New Testament, faithfully translated into English Metre: being the New-England Psalm-Book, revised and improved... (2nd ed.) #PCXLIV

Text Information

First Line: O let Jehovah blessed be, Who is my rock of might
Title: A Psalm of David
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain


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