Ps.5
Tune:Aberystwyth77.77.D
1 O Jehovah, hear my words;
To my thoughts attentive be.
2 Hear my cry, my King, my God,
For I make my prayer to Thee.
3 With the morning light, O LORD,
Thou shalt hear my voice and cry;
In the morn my prayer arrange
And keep constant watch will I.
4 Truly Thou art not a God
That in sin doth take delight;
Evil shall not dwell with Thee
5 Nor the proud stand in Thy sight.
Evil doers Thou dost hate;
6 Liars Thou wilt bring to naught.
GOD abhors the man who loves
Deed of blood or lying thought.
7 But in Thine abundant grace
To Thy house will I repair;
Looking to Thy holy place,
In Thy fear I'll worship there.
8 Since, O LORD, mine enemies,
For my soul do lie in wait,
Lead me in Thy righteousness;
Make Thy way before me straight.
9 For they flatter with their tongue;
In their mouth no truth is found;
Like an open grave their throat;
All their thoughts with sin abound.
10 Hold them guilty, O my God;
Them for all their sins expel;
Let them fall by their own craft,
For against Thee they rebel.
11 But let all that trust Thy care
Ever glad and joyful be;
Let them joy who love Thy name,
For they guarded are by Thee.
12 And a blessing rich, O LORD,
To the righteous Thou wilt yield;
Thou wilt compass him about
With Thy favor as a shield.
from: the book of Psalms for Singing
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This is our version which we sing to a Common Meter (CM) tune
which we cannot find a copy of. It is probably from Southern Harmony.
Ask if you want us to get you a midi.
Ps. 5
adapted from an Isaac Watts paraphrase
1. Lord, in the morning you shall hear
My voice ascending high;
To you will I direct my prayer,
To you lift up mine eye.
2. Up to the hills, where Christ is gone
To plead for all his saints,
Presenting at his Father's throne,
Our songs and our complaints.
3. You are a God, before whose sight
The wicked shall not stand;
Sinners shall ne'er be your delight,
Nor dwell at your right hand.
4. But to your house will I resort,
To taste your mercies there;
I will frequent your holy court,
And worship in your fear.
5. O may your Spirit guide my feet
In ways of righteousness
Make every path of duty straight
And plain before my face.
6. My watchful enemies combine
To tempt my feet astray;
They flatter, with a base design
To make my soul their prey.
7. Lord, crush the serpent in the dust,
And all his plots destroy;
While those that in your mercy trust,
For ever shout for joy.
8. The men that love and fear your name
Shall see their hopes fulfilled;
The mighty God will compass them
With favor as a shield.
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