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Psalm 79

 


[Recommended tunes: v 1-8 Martyrs, Cunningham; v 9-13 St Kilda, 
Free Church]
8,6,8,6

                                             

A Psalm of Asaph.

 

1O God, the heathen enter'd have

thine heritage; by them

Defiled is thy house: on heaps

they laid Jerusalem .

2The bodies of thy servants they

have cast forth to be meat

To rav'nous fowls; thy dear saints' flesh

they gave to beasts to eat.

 

3Their blood about Jerusalem

like water they have shed;

And there was none to bury them

when they were slain and dead.

4Unto our neighbours a reproach

most base become are we;

A scorn and laughingstock to them

that round about us be.

 

5How long, Lord, shall thine anger last?

wilt thou still keep the same?

And shall thy fervent jealousy

burn like unto a flame?

6On heathen pour thy fury forth,

that have thee never known,

And on those kingdoms which thy name

have never call'd upon.

 

7For these are they who Jacob have

devoured cruelly;

And they his habitation

have caused waste to lie.

8Against us mind not former sins;

thy tender mercies show;

Let them prevent us speedily,

for we're brought very low.

 

9For thy name's glory help us, Lord,

who hast our Saviour been:

Deliver us; for thy name's sake,

O purge away our sin.

10Why say the heathen, Where's their God?

let him to them be known;

When those who shed thy servants' blood

are in our sight o'erthrown.

 

11O let the pris'ner's sighs ascend

before thy sight on high;

Preserve those in thy mighty pow'r

that are design'd to die.

12And to our neighbours' bosom cause

it sev'n-fold render'd be,

Ev'n the reproach wherewith they have,

O Lord, reproached thee.

 

13So we thy folk, and pasture-sheep,

shall give thee thanks always;

And unto generations all

we will shew forth thy praise.

 

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