LYRICS
| Meter: | 8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
| | Writer(s): | Thomas Sternhold
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| | Dates: | 1549,1812
| | Bible Refs: | Ps 41:1-13
| The Whole Book of Psalms
| 1812
| 41
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| 1. The man is blest that doth provide
for such as needy be;
For in the season perilous
the Lord will set him free;
2. And he will keep him safe, and make
him happy in the land,
And not deliver him into
his enemy's strong hand.
3. And from his bed of languishing
the Lord will him restore;
For thou, O Lord, wilt turn to health
his sickness and his sore.
4. Then in my sickness thus said I,
Have mercy, Lord, on me;
And heal my soul, which grievèd is
that I offended thee.
5. My foes did wish me ill in heart,
and thus of me did say,
When shall he die, that so his name
may perish quite away?
6. And when they come to visit me,
then ask if I do well;
But in their hearts they mischief hatch,
and then abroad it tell.
7. All they that hate me do conspire
against me craftily,
And still devise how to procure
my hurt and misery.
8. Some grievous sin hath brought him to
this sickness, say they plain;
He is so low, that without doubt
he cannot rise again.
9. The man also that I did trust,
with me did use deceit;
Who at my table did eat bread,
the same for me laid wait.
10. Have mercy, Lord, on me therefore,
and let me be preserved,
That I may render unto them
the things they have deserved.
11. By this I know assuredly
I am beloved of thee;
Because my foes no power have
to triumph over me.
12. But in my right thou hast me kept,
and it maintainèd well;
And in thy presence place assigned
where I shall ever dwell.
13. The Lord, the God of Israel,
be praisèd evermore;
E'en so be it, Lord, will I say;
praise ye the Lord therefore.
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