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Psalm 47
© Isaac Watts
O for a shout of sacred joy
To God the sovereign King!
Let every land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.
Psalm 46 part 2
© Isaac Watts
Let Zion in her King rejoice;
Though tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise,
He utters his almighty voice,
The nations melt, the tumult dies.
Psalm 46 part 1
© Isaac Watts
God is the refuge of his saints,
When storms of sharp distress invade
Ere we can offer our complaints,
Behold him present with his aid.
Psalm 45 part 2
© Isaac Watts
The King of saints, how fair his face,
Adorned with majesty and grace!
He comes with blessings from above,
And wins the nations to his love.
Psalm 45 part 1
© Isaac Watts
Now be my heart inspired to sing
The glories of my Savior King,
Jesus the Lord; how heav'nly fair
His form! how bright his beauties are!
Psalm 45
© Isaac Watts
My Savior and my King,
Thy beauties are divine;
Thy lips with blessings overflow,
And every grace is thine.
Psalm 42 Part 1
© Isaac Watts
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Desertion and hope; or, Complaint of absence from public worship.
Psalm 38
© Isaac Watts
Amidst thy wrath remember love,
Restore thy servant, Lord;
Nor let a Father's chast'ning prove
Like an avenger's sword.
