Versos English John Barnard THE PSALMS of DAVID, PSALM LXVI

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THE PSALMS of DAVID, PSALM LXVI

by (1815–1882)

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Let all the Earth, in Shouts, to God, Their chearful Voices raise; Sing forth the Honour of his Name, And glorious make his Praise. Say unto God, "In thy great Works, "How terrible art thou? "Thy Foes, by thine almighty Pow'r, "To thee, are forc'd to bow. All Earth shall worship Thee, and sing The Glories of thy Name. Come, see the Works of God, his Deeds Struck Terror where they came. He turn'd the Sea into dry Land, Our Fathers pass'd the Flood, Secure on Foot; there we began To triumph in our God. He ever ruleth by his Pow'r, His Eyes the Nations spy; Then let not mortal Rebels dare, Themselves to magnify. O all ye People, bless our God; And loudly shout his Praise. 'Tis he who holds our Soul in Life, And stablisheth our Ways. For thou, O God, hast proved us; As Fire the Ore refines. Thou brought'st us into Straits; and laid Affliction on our Loins. Thou mad'st Men o'er our Heads to ride, With Insult, and Disgrace: Thou us, thro' Fire and Water, led'st Safe to a wealthy Place.