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1 Though I am poor and sorrowful,
Hear Thou, O God, my cry;
Let Thy salvation come to me
And lift me up on high.
2 Then will I praise my God with song,
To Him my thanks shall rise,
And this shall please Jehovah more
Than offered sacrifice.
3 The meek shall see it and rejoice,
Ye saints, no more be sad;
For lo, Jehovah hears the poor
And makes His prisoners glad.
4 Let heaven and earth and seas rejoice,
Let all there-in give praise,
For Zion God will surely save
Her broken walls will raise.
5 In Zion they that love His Name
Shall dwell from age to age;
Yea, there shall be their lasting rest,
Their children's heritage.
The Psalter: with responsive readings, 1912