Christ My Song - 1285
Praise will I unto thee - Psalm 9
(Horatius Bonar/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
Psalm 9.
1. Praise will I unto thee
with my whole heart accord;
thy great and wondrous works each one
I will declare, O Lord.
In thee will I be glad,
in thee rejoice will I;
I will sing praises to thy name,
O thou the Lord Most High. PDF - Midi
2. Back flee my foes! they fall,
and perish from thy face:
my cause thou judgest, on the throne
thou sitt'st in righteousness.
Nations thou hast rebuked;
destroyed and put to shame
the wicked one; for ever thou
hast blotted out their name.
3. For ever, mighty foe,
thy havoc now is done;
cities thou hast destroyed, with them
is their remembrance gone.
But yet Jehovah shall
for ever, ever stay;
he hath at length prepared his throne
for the great judgment day.
4. The world in righteousness
in that day judge he shall,
just judgment he shall minister
unto the nations all.
And he, Jehovah, shall
for the oppressed one prove
a refuge in the day of fear,
a refuge from above.
5. And they that know thy name
in thee their trust will place;
for thou hast not forsaken them,
O Lord, who seek thy face.
Sing to Jehovah, sing
to him whose dwelling high
is Zion; to the nations tell
his deeds of majesty.
6. When he inquires for blood,
he calls to mind his own;
nor of the poor and lowly ones
forgetteth he the groan.
Jehovah, pity me:
my grief from foes, Lord, see;
O thou who from the gates of death
in love upliftest me.
7. Thy praises in the gates
of Zion's daughter I
will then show forth; I will rejoice
in thy salvation high.
Into the pit they made,
the nations down are brought;
and in the net which they have hid,
their foot at last is caught.
8. Known hath Jehovah been
by judgment he hath done;
now in the works of his own hands
is snared the wicked one.
The wicked shall depart
into hell's gloomy grave,
yea, all the nations of the earth,
who God forgotten have.
9. The needy one for aye
shall not unheard remain;
the patient waiting of the poor,
it shall not be in vain.
Let not man's strength prevail;
arise, Jehovah, come!
And from thy presence bring the day,
the day of Gentile doom.
10. Fill thou their hearts with fear,
with fear, Jehovah, fill;
so shall the nations know themselves
to be but mortals still.
Praise will I unto thee
with my whole heart accord;
thy great and wondrous works each one
I will declare, O Lord.
Horatius Bonar, Hymns of Faith and Hope III, 1878, 143-146. Repetition of 1,1-4 in 10,5-8 added.