The Psalms of David in meter fitted to the tunes used in parish-churches / by John Patrick ...

PSALM XXII.

[ 1] MY God, my God, why thus withdrawn From me oppress'd with grief? Why, after loudest Cries to thee, So far from my relief? [ 2] Tho' I'm not heard, each day and night My Cries to thee can tell: [ 3] Yet God is holy, and remains The Praise of Israel. [ 4] Our Fathers found thy ready help, When they on thee rely'd: [ 5] Their Hopes in thee were never sham'd, Nor fervent Pray'rs deny'd. [ 6] But like a despicable Worm, Not like a Man, I'm us'd; [ 7] Trod under-foot, and thus in Scorn By vilest Men abus'd. [ 8] "To own and save him, he believ'd "That God would now appear: "Let him deliver him, and show "That he to God is dear. [ 9] But from my Mother's womb, by thee At first I was releas'd; I was thy Charge, when yet I hung Upon my Mother's Breast. [ 10] From my Infant Age, I have been cast Entirely on thy Care; And of thy Loving kindness had, Lord, an unusual Share.

[ 11] 11 And now when other Succours fail, In this distress appear: O do not thou withdraw thy self, When trouble is so near, [ 12] Those that beset me, are like Bulls, Armed with rage and pow'r: [ 13] No hungry Lion is more fierce, Or readier to devour.

Part II.

[ 14] I'm weak as water, and my bones From one another start: As wax before the fire dissolves, So fails my fainting heart. [ 15] My Moisture's so dry'd up, to move My tongue scarce strength I have To tell my griefs; I seem like one Just fitted for a Grave. [ 16] Mine Enemies, like greedy Dogs, Round to inclose me meet; And with inhumane Cruelty Have pierc'd my Hands and Feet. [ 17] My flesh with grief consum'd, my bones May all be told with ease: This moves no pity; but their Eyes With this sad sight they please. [ 18] My Garments they divide, and Lots Upon my Vesture cast: [ 19] Lord, let thy Pow'r now interpose, And to my Succour haste. [ 20] Save from their Sword my Life, from what Their Malice else employs;

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[ 21] Which like the Teeth, and Paws and Horns Of Savage beasts, destroys. [ 22] To all my Brethren I'll declare The greatness of thy Name; And in th' Assemblies of thy Saints, Thy Goodness thus proclaim. [ 23] "All ye that are of Jacob's Seed, "And Servants of the Lord; "Let him be glorify'd and prais'd, "And with due fear ador'd. [ 24] "He did not with disdain behold "Th afflicted's Miseries; "Nor in displeasure hid his Face, "But always heard their Cries.

Part III.

[ 25] The Praises due to thee, O Lord, Shall in thy Church be paid; Before thy Saints those Vows perform'd That in distress I made. [ 26] The longings of the poor, and meek Thy Goodness shall supply: Thou shalt revive their fainting hopes Who on thy Strength rely. [ 27] The Gentiles by his kindness won, Shall turn unto the Lord; By all the Kindreds of the Earth His Name shall be ador'd. [ 28] The Lord is King; and under him Princes their Scepters sway; All Nations to his Rule submit, And Homage to him pay.

[ 29] The Rich with plenty fill'd, the poor That wallow in the Dust; Both shall adore, and thee alone Their great Preserver trust. [ 30] A chosen Seed shall to their Race His Righteousness declare: [ 31] All own this Work of God's, and tell How great his Mercies are.