PSALM XXXIII.

Tate and Brady

2, 3 Let harps, and psalteries, and lutes
In joyful concert meet,
And new-made songs of loud applause
The harmony complete.

4, 5 For faithful is the word of God,
His works with truth abound;
He justice loves, and all the earth
Is with his goodness crown'd.

6 By his Almighty word at first
The heavenly arch was rear'd,
And all the beauteous hosts of light
At his command appear'd.

7. The swelling floods, together roll'd,
He makes in heaps to lie;
And lays, as in a storehouse, safe,
The wat'ry treasures by.

8, 9 Let earth and all that dwell therein
Before him trembling stand;
For when he spake the word 'twas made,
'Twas fix'd at his command.

10 He, when the heathen closely plot,
Their counsels undermines;
His wisdom ineffectual makes
The people's rash designs.

11 Whate'er the mighty Lord decrees
Shall stand for ever sure;
The settled purpose of his heart
To ages shall endure.

12 How happy then are they, to whom
The Lord for God is known;
Whom he from all the world besides
Has chosen for his own!

13, 14, 15 He all the nations of the earth
From heav'n, his throne, survey'd;
He saw their works, and view'd their thoughts,
By him their hearts were made.

16, 17 No king is safe by num'rous hosts,
Their strength the strong deceives;
No manag'd horse, by force or speed,
His warlike rider saves.

18, 19 'Tis God, who those that trust in him
Beholds with gracious eyes;
He frees their soul from death, their want
In time of dearth supplies.

20, 21 Our soul on God with patience waits,
Our help and shield is he;
Then, Lord, let still our hearts rejoice,
Because we trust in thee.

22 The riches of thy mercy, Lord,
Do thou to us extend;
Since we for all we want or wish
On thee alone depend.