Psalm LXXXIX

Of the great mercies of the Lord
I will perpetually sing;
The notice of thy faithfulness
To ages all my mouth shall bring.

For I have said that mercy shall
Be built for ever to endure;
And in the very heav'ns thou wilt
Thy faithfulness establish sure.

I to my chosen servant have
My self by my own Covenant ty'd;
Even unto David, and to him
By oath I have it ratify'd.

That I thy seed establish will,
That it for evermore endure;
And to all generations
Thy throne will build and settle sure.

The praises of thy wonders, Lord,
The heav'ns shall gloriously express;
The Congregations of thy Saints
Shall praise thy truth and faithfulness.

For in the heav'ns themselves who may
With thee, the only Lord, compare?
Who may be liken'd to the Lord,
Of all their sons that mighty are?

God greatly to be feared is
Th' assemblies of the Saints throughout;
And to be had in reverence
Of all that him attend about.

O thou that art the Lord of Hosts,
What Lord like thee with strength is crown'd?
Who's like to thee in faithfulness,
Which doth thy Throne encompass round?

When as the swelling Sea doth rage,
Thou over it dost rule and reign;
And when the waves thereof arise,
Thou quickly stillest them again.

Rahab in pieces thou didst break,
As one that slain on the earth lies;
And with thy own Almighty arm
Thou scattered hast thine enemies.

The heav'n and earth, the world is thine,
Their fulness all; Thou foundest them.

Thou mad'st the North and South, Tabor
And Hermon glory in thy name.

Strong is thine arm, high thy right hand;

Justice and Judgment are the place
Where thy Throne dwells; Mercy and Truth
Shall ever go before thy face.

That people truly blessed is,
The joyful sound and call that know;
In the light of thy countenance,
O Lord, they onward still shall go.

In thy great name that people shall
Rejoyce all day exceedingly;
And in thy perfect righteousness
Shall they exalted be on high.

Thou art the glory of their strength,
Thy love doth exaltation bring.

Thou, Lord, alone art our defence,
And Israel's Holy One, our King.

In vision to thy Holy One,
Thou said'st, I have laid help upon
One that is strong; and out of all
I did exalt a chosen one.

David my servant I have found,
With holy Oyl did him anoint;

With whom my hand shall stablish'd be,
My arm shall strength to him appoint.

His foes shall not exact on him;
Wicked men shall not him afflict:

His foes before him I'le beat down,
His haters I'le with plagues correct.

My mercy and my faithfulness
Shall keep him, and be with him still;
And while he trusteth in my name,
His horn of Power exalt I will.

I'le set his hand upon the sea,
And on the rivers his right hand:

He'll cry, My Father, and my God;
The Rock on which my help doth stand.

Also I'le make him my first-born,
Higher than Kings of any land;

Mercy I'le ever keep for him,
With him my Covenant fast shall stand.

His seed I'le make still to endure;
And as the days of heav'n his Throne.

If his Children my Law forsake,
My Judgments do not keep and own.

If they my statutes do prophane,
And keep not my Commandements;

Their sins I'le visit with the rod,
And their misdeeds with chastisements.

Yet I'le not take from him my love,
Nor will my faithful promise break;

My Covenant I'le not violate,
Nor alter what of him I spake.

Once by my Holiness I sware,
And unto David will not lye;

His seed and throne shall as the Sun
Before me last perpetually.

And it shall be established
For ever, and like to the Moon,
Which as a witness in the heav'ns
My steady faithfulness makes known.

But now thou dost him so forsake,
As if cast down, thou dost him loath;
And with this thine anointed one
Thou dealest as in heavy wrath.

Thy servant's Covenant hast made void,
And on the ground prophan'd his Crown;

His strong holds thou to ruin brought'st,
And hast broke all his hedges down.

All spoil him that pass by the way,
To neighbours a reproach is he;

And thou hast set up their right hand
That his great adversaries be.
Thou hast made all his foes rejoyce,

The edge of his sword in his hand
Thou turned hast; and hast not him
Made able in the fight to stand.

His glory thou hast made to cease,
His Throne down to the ground hast cast;

His days of youth hast shortened,
And him with shame thou covered hast.

How long, Lord, shall it ever be
That thou wilt hide thy self in ire?
And shall thy wrath unreconcil'd
Consume and burn us up as fire?

Remember how short is the time
That I must here on earth remain;
Wherefore hast thou all mortal men
Made to live here as meerly vain?

What man is he that liveth here,
And fatal Death shall never see?
And who is he that from the grave
Can his own life save and set free?

The former loving kindnesses
Which thou, O Lord, to him didst bear,
Where are they now? Which in thy truth
Thou unto David then didst swear?

Remember, Lord, the great reproach
Which we thy servants daily bear;
How in my bosom I receive
The scorn of them that mighty are.

The scorn wherewith thine enemies
Have thee reproach'd, Lord, think upon;
Even that wherewith they have reproach'd
The steps of thine anointed One.

Blessed and magnified be
For evermore our glorious Lord;
Let all thy Church resound with me
Amen, Amen, with one accord.