[ 1] YE Servants of the Lord,
That Heav'n and Earth did frame;
[ 2] Who at his Altar wait,
Praise ye his Glorious Name.
[ 3] His Goodness do's
To this invite;
His praise will give
The best delight.
[ 4] Ye Isr'aelites are bound
Greatly your God to bless;
Who unto Jacob did
Such special Love express:
Whose Children still
To God are dear;
His Treasure and
Peculiar care.
The Psalms of David in meter fitted to the tunes used in parish-churches / by John Patrick ...
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- Title
- The Psalms of David in meter fitted to the tunes used in parish-churches / by John Patrick ...
- Author
- Patrick, John, 1632-1695.
- Publication
- London :: Printed for A. and J. Churchill ... and L. Meredith ...,
- 1694.
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- Subject terms
- Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms -- Paraphrases, English.
- Psalters.
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"The Psalms of David in meter fitted to the tunes used in parish-churches / by John Patrick ..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online 2. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A27944.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 8, 2024.
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[ 5] In him all Glories meet,
His Greatness knows no bound;
What other Gods do claim,
In him alone is found.
[ 6] Who as at first
He all things made;
Still rules o'er all,
By all obey'd.
[ 7] All things in Heav'n above
Are subject to his Will;
The Earth and Seas below
His pleasure do fulfil.
At his Command
From the World's End,
Vapours to frame
The Clouds ascend.
The dreadfull Flashes thence
Of pointed Lightnings fly;
Those Fires remain unquench'd,
Tho' mix'd with Rains they lie.
He brings forth Winds
That loudly blow,
From Treasuries
Which none can know.