O thou, my soul, Jehovah bless for thou art great

O thou, my soul, Jehovah bless for thou art great

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1 O Thou my soul, JEHOVAH bless;
for Thou art great and high,
O LORD my God, with honour cloath'd,
and comely majesty.
2 With shining robes of purest light
Thou dost thy self array;
And like a curtain to thy throne
Thou dost the heav'ns display.

3 His chamber-beams on waters lays,
and clouds his chariot makes,
And on the wings of mighty winds
his steps serenely takes.
4 His angels active spirits makes,
who glad before Him stand;
His ministers as lightning fly
to compass his command,

5 The deep foundations of the earth
so firmly did he lay,
That never From their fixed place
shall they be mov'd away.
6 A$ with a robe Thou o'er the earth
didst spread the spacious flood:
Above the mountains highest head,
the mighty waters stood.

7 But then at thy rebuke they fled,
they dare no longer stay,
And at thy thunders dreadful voice
they hasted quick away.
8 As down they rush, the mountains rise,
the vallies sink below;
And to the deeps Thou mad'st for them
tumultuously they flow.

9 There hast Thou set their certain bound,
which they may not pass o'er;
That they to overwhelm the earth
may turn again no more.

[2 Part]
10 He sends the springs and streaming rills
along the vales to glide;
Which running all among the hills,
refresh on every side.
11 Thence drink to the field-beasts he gives,
their thirst wild asses slake:
12 And on their bord'ring boughs the birds
their sweetest musick make.

13 From his high chambers plenteous stores
He waters all the hills;
And with the fruit of those his works
the earth He richly fills.
14 For beasts He makes the grass to grow,
and herbs for human use;
He makes the earth for ev'ry one
their various food produce.

15 To glad man's heart He makes the earth
to bring forth grapes for wine;
Heart-strengthning bread, and suppling oil
to make his face to shine.
16 JEHOVAH's great and lofty trees,
with sap thence filled are;
The cedars of mount Lebanon,
which He hath planted there.

17 Upon their branches cheerful birds
quite fearless build their nest;
And lodg'd aloft on stately firs
the storks securely rest.
18 The tow'ring mountains for wild goats
places of refuge are;
The clefts of rocks for feebler tribes,
who make their dwelling there.

19 The changing moon He constitutes
the seasons forth to show;
The sun his time of going down
exactly makes to know.
20 Thou dost the earth with darkness spread,
and night succeeds the day;
When wild beasts creeping from the wood«,
are bold through fields to stray.

21 Young lions then range here and there,
and hunt for prey abroad:
But when they find no prey, they roar,
and call for meat to God.
22 But when the sun begins to rise,
and makes the shades to fly,
They all retire to hide themselves
and close in dens they lie.

23 Then man goes forth with chearfulness
his labours to begin;
And ppies his work throughout the day,
till evening calls him in.

[3 Part]
24 How various are thy works, O Lord!
and with what wisdom made!
Thy riches fill the earth within,
and ev'n all over spread.
15 So is this great and spacious sea,
where swarms of creatures creep;
And shoals of fish both small and great,
which traverse through the deep.

26 There sail the ships amidst the waves,
[thy winds give them their way.]
And there's the great Leviathan,
Thou mad'st therein to play.
27 All these on thee submissive wait,
and on thy care depend,
That Thou their Vigour to renew,
may'st food in season send.

28 That which Thou kindly giv'st to them
they gather for their food;
Thy lib'ral hand Thou op'nest wide,
and the7 are fill'd with good.
29 But when from them Thou hid'ft thy face,
they troubled are and mourn;
Thou tak'st away their breath, they die,
and to their dust return.

30 Thou send'st thy spirit forth, and we
a new creation view;
And with fresh animals the earth
dost constantly renew.

[4 Part]
31 The glory of JEHOVAH shall
last to eternity:
JEHOVAH shall in all his works
rejoice exceedingly.
32 If on the earth He turns his eye,
it trembles at his look:
If He the mountains does but touch,
they rise into a smoke.

33 I'll to the LORD sing chearfully
throughout my life always;
Yea while I have my being, I
will to my God sing praise.
34 With meditations upon Him
I shall be sweetly fed;
And ever in JEHOVAH I
shall be exceeding glad.

35 Sinners from earth shall be consum'd,
no more the wicked be:
O thou my soul JEHOVAH bless:
sing HALLEUJAH, ye.

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.) #PCIV

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