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PSALM 33. EXULTATE JUSTI, by                    
First Line: Rejoice in god, o ye
Last Line: We have no plea but trust.


Rejoice in God, O ye
That righteous be;
For cheerful thankfulness,
It is a comely part
In them whose heart
Doth cherish rightfulness.

O praise with harp the Lord,
O now accord
Viols with singing voice,
Let ten-stringed instrument
O now be bent
To witness you rejoice.

A new, sing a new song
To Him most strong,
Sing loud and merrily,
Because that word of His
Most righteous is
And His deeds faithful be.

He righteousness approves
And judgment loves,
God's goodness fills all lands,
His word made heavenly coast,
And all that host
By breath of His mouth stands.

The waters of the seas
In heaps He lays,
And depths in treasure His.
Let all the earth fear God,
And who abroad
Of world a dweller is.

For He spake not more soon
Than it was done;
He bad and it did stand.
He doth heathen counsel break,
And maketh weak
The might of people's hand.

But ever, ever shall
His counsels all
Throughout all ages last.
The thinkings of that mind
No end shall find
When time's times shall be past.

That realm indeed hath bliss
Whose God He is,
Who Him for their Lord take;
Even people that, even those
Whom this Lord chose,
His heritage to make.

The Lord looks from the sky,
Full well His eye
Beholds our mortal race;
Even where He dwelleth, He
Throughout doth see
Who dwell in dusty place.

Since He their hearts doth frame,
He knows the same,
Their works He understands.
Hosts do the king not save,
Nor strong men have
Their help from mighty hands.

Of quick strength is an horse,
And yet his force
Is but a succor vain;
Who trusts him sooner shall
Catch harmful fall
Than true deliverance gain.

But lo, Jehova's sight
On them doth light
Who Him do truly fear,
And them who do the scope
Of all their hope
Upon His mercy bear.

His sight is them to save
Even from the grave
And keep from famine's pain.
Then on that Lord most kind
Fix we our mind,
Whose shield shall us maintain.

Our hearts sure shall enjoy
In Him much joy,
Who hope on His name just.
O let Thy mercy great
On us be set;
We have no plea but trust.





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