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Themselves against thee they unite,
And in firm union bind.
6. The tents of Edom, and the brood
Of scornful Ishmael,
That in the desart dwell,
7. Gebal and Ammon there conspire,
And hateful Amalec, The Philistines, and they of Tyre, Whose bounds the sea doth check.
8. With them great Ashur also bands,
And doth confirm the knot : All these have lent their armed hands
To aid the sons of Lot.
9. Do to them as to Midian bold,
That wasted all the coast; To Sisera ; and, as is told,
Thou didst to Jabin's host, When, at the brook of Kishon old,
They were repuls'd and slain,
10. At Endor quite cut off, and rolld
As dung upon the plain.
11. As Zeb and Oreb evil sped,
So let their princes speed; As Zeba and Zalmunna bled,
So let their princes bleed.
12. For they amidst their pride have said,
By right now shall we seise
Their stately palaces.
13. My God, oh make them as a wheel,
No quiet let them find ; Giddy and restless let them reel
Like stubble from the wind.
14. As when an aged wood takes fire
Which on a sudden strays, The greedy flame runs higher and higher
Till all the mountains blaze ;
15. So with thy whirlwind them pursue,
And with thy tempest chase ;
16. And, till they yield thee honour due,
Lord, fill with shame their face,
17. Asham’d, and troubled, let them be,
Troubled, and sham'd for ever;
Ever confounded, and so die
With shame, and ’scape it never.
18. Then shall they know, that Thou, whose Name
Jehovah is alone,
O’er all the earth art One.
1. How lovely are thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hosts, how dear The pleasant tabernacles are,
Where thou dost dwell so near !
2. My soul doth long and almost die
Thy courts, O Lord, to see; My heart and flesh aloud do cry,
O living God, for thee,
3. There even now the sparrow, freed from wrong,
Hath found a house of rest ;
Hath built her brooding nest;
They find their safe abode ;
Toward thee, my King, my God.
4. Happy, who in thy house reside,
Where thee they ever praise !
5. Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,
And in their hearts thy ways !
6. They pass through Baca's thirsty yale,
That dry and barren ground ; As through a fruitful watery dale,
Where springs and showers abound.
7. They journey on from strength to strength
With joy and gladsome cheer, Till all before our God at length
In Sion do appear.
8. Lord God of Hosts, hear now my prayer,
O Jacob's God give ear;
9. Thou God, our shield, look on the face
Of thy anointed dear.
10. For one day in thy courts to be
Is better, and more blest, Than in the joys of vanity
A thousand days at best.
Had rather keep a door,
With sin for evermore.