Religion

Psalm CXVI

by Richard Baxter 1615–1691

From Paraphrase on the Psalms of David in Metre (1692)

Religion

I Love the Lord, who did my voice
And [earnest] supplication hear:

While I have life I'le call on him.
Who bow'd to me his [gracious] ear.

The sorrows of expected death
My [flesh and] heart did compass round;
The pains of Hell took hold on me,
Trouble and [grievous] pain I found.

Upon the name of God, my help,
Then did I [daily] call, and say,
Deliver thou my grieved soul,
O Lord, I do thee [humbly] pray.

Our God is merciful and just,
Yea [very] gracious is the Lord;

He saves the meek: I was brought low,
And he did [speedy] help afford.

My soul, distrust thy God no more,
Return [by faith] to him thy Rest;
Who largely in thy great distress
[To thee] his bounty hath exprest.

For my afflicted soul from death
[Safely] delivered was by thee;
Thou didst mine eyes from mourning tears,
My feet from [dangerous] falling free.

Among the living I will walk,
[By faith] as still before the Lord;

When greatly I afflicted was,
I did believe [and spake] this word.

Now have I found, and therefore say
All men untrusty [lyars] be.

What shall I render to the Lord
For all his [bounteous] gifts to me?

The joyful cup of saving health
I [oft and] thankfully will take;
In God I'le trust, on him I'le call,
When I my [daily] prayer make.

The Vows which I did make to thee,
[My God] I thankfully will pay
Before thy Church and people all,
[Even now] without fraud or delay.

The death and sufferings of his Saints
The Lord doth not [slight or] despise;
Whatever tempted men may think,
Their blood the Lord doth [highly] prize.

Lord, I thy willing servant am,
[Truly] thy service I profess:
Son of thine hand-maid; thou hast loos'd
The [heavy] bonds of my distress.

To thee my offering shall be
The sacrifice of [thanks and] praise;
And (as my duty and my hope)
I'le call on thee [my God] always.

The Vows which I did make to thee
[My God] I thankfully will pay,
Before thy Church and people all,
[Even now] without fraud or delay.

Even in the Courts of God's own house,
And in the [sight and] midst of thee,
O glorious Jerusalem;
[O all] his Saints, the Lord praise ye.

MLA

Baxter, Richard. “Psalm CXVI.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/baxter/115/.

Chicago

Baxter, Richard. “Psalm CXVI.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/baxter/115/.

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