A New Version of the Psalms
PSALM XLIII.
Tate and Brady
Just Judge of heav'n, against my foes
Do thou assert my injur'd right;
O set me free, my God, from those
That in deceit and wrong delight.
2 Since thou art still my only stay,
Why leav'st thou me in deep distress?
Why go I mourning all the day,
Whilst me insulting foes oppress?
3 Let me with light and truth be blest,
Be these my guides to lead the way,
Till on thy holy hill I rest,
And in thy sacred temple pray.
4 Then will I there fresh altars raise
To God, who is my only joy;
And well-tun'd harps, with songs of praise,
Shall all my grateful hours employ.
5 Why then cast down, my soul? and why
So much oppress'd with anxious care?
On God, thy God, for aid rely,
Who will thy ruin'd state repair.
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Poetry of the Psalms
The "Poetry of the Psalms" is a collection of poems expressing the struggles, fears, anger, joy and love revealed in the Psalms of the Bible. They were written over hundreds of years by various authors, including Isaac Watts, Charles Wesley, George Burgess, Charles Spurgeon, Abraham Coles, Augustus Toplady, Tate and Brady.
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