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Oft from my youth they me distressed

Oft from my youth they me distressed

Published in 2 hymnals

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1 Oft from my youth they me distress'd,
may Isr'el say with joy;
2 Oft from my youth, they me distress'd,
but never could destroy.
3 My back as ploughers, oft they plough'd,
and furrows long did make;
4 But the just LORD, the wicked's cords
did all asunder break.

5 All those who Zion hate shall be
confounded and o'erthrown;
6 Shall be as grass on houses tops,
which fades before 'tis grown.
7 Whereof enough to fill his hand
the mower cannot find;
Much less can he his bosom fill,
whose work is sheaves to bind.

8 Nor those who pass by say--'On you
'JEHOVAH's blessing rest!'
Nor these reply - 'In the LORD's name
'we wifh you to be bless'd!'

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.) #PCXXIX

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