PSALM CXVI.

Tate and Brady

2 Since he has now his ear inclin'd,
I never will despair;
But still in all the straits of life
To him address my pray'r.

3 With deadly sorrows compass'd round,
With pains of hell opprest,
When troubles seiz'd my aching heart,
And anguish rack'd my breast;

4 On God's Almighty Name I call'd,
And thus to him I pray'd:
Lord, I beseech thee, save my soul,
With sorrows quite dismay'd.

5, 6 How just and merciful is God!
How gracious is the Lord!
Who saves the harmless, and to me
Does timely help afford.

7. Then, free from pensive cares, my soul,
Resume thy wonted rest;
For God has wondrously to thee
His bounteous love exprest.

8 When death alarm'd me, he remov'd
My dangers and my fears:
My feet from falling he secur'd,
And dried my eyes from tears.

9 Therefore my life's remaining years,
Which God to me shall lend,
Will I in praises to his Name,
And in his service spend.

10, 11 In God I trusted, and of him
In greatest straits did boast;
(For in my flight all hopes of aid
From faithless men were lost.)

12, 13 Then what return to him shall I
For all his goodness make?
I'll praise his Name, and with glad zeal
The cup of blessing take.

14, 15 I'll pay my vows amongst his saints,
Whose blood (howe'er despis'd
By wicked men) in God's account
Is always highly priz'd.

16 By various ties, O Lord, must I
To thy dominion bow;
Thy humble handmaid's son before,
Thy ransom'd captive now.

17, 18 To thee I'll off'rings bring of praise;
And, whilst I bless thy Name,
The just performance of my vows
To all thy saints proclaim.

19 They in Jerusalem shall meet,
And in thy house shall join,
To bless thy Name with one consent,
And mix their songs with mine.