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

PSALM XXXIII.

[As the 100 Psalm.]

[ 1] YE righteous in the Lord rejoice, And let his Praise be your delight; For Praise is Lovely and becomes The Lips of those that are upright. [ 2] Join th' Harp and other Instruments T'express and to excite your Joys: [ 3] And let your Songs be new, and play With skill, and with a chearful noise. [ 4] God's word is like its Author, good; His Laws from all injustice free; His Promise sure, and all his works Are done in Truth and Equity. [ 5] Works that are right and just, secure His favour, and his Pleasure are; The Earth with various Blessings fill'd, To us his Goodness do's declare. [ 6] The vast extended Orbs of Heav'n, By his commanding word were made, And all its numerous Host, from his Creating breath their Beings had.

[ 7] The Sea's prouds waves within the shores, To which they are confined, keep: Whose Waters safely are laid up In the great Store-house of the Deep. [ 8] To this Great Lord by Men on Earth Let fear and due regard be shown; May all the World his awful Pow'r, By humble Adorations own. [ 9] For as he spake all things were made, All fix'd as he Commandment gave: [ 10] And a whole Nation's deep designs, Without him no Success shall have. [ 11] What God decrees none shall defeat, Nor can his orders countermand; But every Age, what he resolves, Will seeimmovably shall stand.

Part II.

[ 12] Blest Land! whose fear and service shows That God its chosen Ruler is; And happy they! whom God declares By's special favour to be His. [ 13] Th' Almighty on the Sons of Men Looks down from his Celestial Throne. [ 14] And all the dwellers on the Earth Views from his glorious Mansion. [ 15] He equally did make them all, Their hearts he fashion'd one by one; And all their inmost thoughts, to him Better than to themselves are known.

[ 16] No numerous Host a King can save, Nor Strength a Mighty Man secure: [ 17] No Horses force or swiftness makes The Riders preservation sure. [ 18] The Lord on those that fear his Name Looks with a favourable Eye; He ne'er will fail their hopes, that on His Goodness stedfastly rely. [ 19] When Plagues without distinction kill, Their Lives he'll rescue from the Grave: In time of Famine, due Supplies All their Necessities shall have. [ 20] Now, Lord, we wait for thee, thou art Our Succour, and our sure defence: [ 21] What e'er befals us, we may trust In thee with chearful confidence. [ 22] So let thy Mercies, Lord, on us Descend, like a refreshing show'r, As all our hope and joys depend, Upon thy Favour and thy Pow'r.