Psalm 66

Common Metre (8,6,8,6)

Suggested Tunes:

(vv.1-7) 41 Colchester, 134 Stockton, 65 Gainsborough

(vv.8-20) 46 Crimond, 115 St James, 34 Bishopthorpe

1    All lands to God, in joyful sounds,

            aloft your voices raise.

2    Sing forth the honour of his name,

            and glorious make his praise.

3    Say unto God, How terrible

            in all thy works art thou!

      Through thy great pow’r thy foes to thee

            shall be constrain’d to bow.

4    All on the earth shall worship thee,

            they shall thy praise proclaim

      In songs: they shall sing cheerfully

            unto thy holy name.

5    Come, and the works that God hath wrought

            with admiration see:

      In’s working to the sons of men

            most terrible is he.

6    Into dry land the sea he turn’d,

            and they a passage had;

      Ev’n marching through the flood on foot,

            there we in him were glad.

7    He ruleth ever by his pow’r;

            his eyes the nations see:

      O let not the rebellious ones

            lift up themselves on high.

8    Ye people, bless our God; aloud

            the voice speak of his praise:

9    Our soul in life who safe preserves,

            our foot from sliding stays.

10  For thou didst prove and try us, Lord,

            as men do silver try;

11  Brought’st us into the net, and mad’st

            bands on our loins to lie.

12  Thou hast caus’d men ride o’er our heads;

            and though that we did pass

      Through fire and water, yet thou brought’st

            us to a wealthy place.

13  I’ll bring burnt-off’rings to thy house;

            to thee my vows I’ll pay,

14  Which my lips utter’d, my mouth spake,

            when trouble on me lay.

15  Burnt-sacrifices of fat rams

            with incense I will bring;

      Of bullocks and of goats I will

            present an offering.

16  All that fear God, come, hear, I’ll tell

            what he did for my soul.

17  I with my mouth unto him cry’d,

            my tongue did him extol.

18  If in my heart I sin regard,

            the Lord me will not hear:

19  But surely God me heard, and to

            my prayer’s voice gave ear.

20  O let the Lord, our gracious God,

            for ever blessed be,

      Who turned not my pray’r from him,

            nor yet his grace from me.