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Lord, plead my cause against my foes

Hymnal: The Psalter #d114 (1872) Hymnal Title: The Psalter
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Lord plead my cause against my foes

Author: J. H. Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #XXXV (1790) Hymnal Title: The Whole Book of Psalms Lyrics: 1 Lord, plead my cause against my foes, confound their force and might, And take my part against all those that seek with me to fight: 2 Lay hold upon the spear and shield, thyself in armour dress, Stand up with me to fight the field, and help me from distress: 3 Gird on thy sword and stop the way, my enemies withstand, That thou unto my soul may'st say, I am thy help at hand. 4 Confound them with rebuke and blame, that seek my soul to spill; Let them turn back and flee with shame, that think to work me ill 5 Let them disperse and flee abroad, as wind doth drive the dust; That so the Angel of our God their might away may thrust 6 Let all their ways be void of light, and slipp'ry, like to fall; And send thy Angel with thy might to persecute them all 7 For why? Without my fault have they in secret set their gin, And digged a pit in my path-way, to take my soul therein 8 When they think least, and have no care, O Lord, destroy them all; Let them be caught in their own snare, and in their mischief fall. 9 But let my soul, my heart, and voice, in God have joy and wealth, That in the Lord I may rejoice, and in his saving health: 10 Then all my bones shall speak and say (my parts shall all agree) O thou great God of heaven and earth, what man is like to thee! The Second Part 11 Thou dost defend the weak from them, that are both stout and strong, And rid the poor from wicked men, that spoil and do them wrong. 12 My cruel foes against me rise to witness things untrue, And to accuse me they devise of things I never knew 13 Where I to them did shew good will, they quit me with disdain; That they should pay my good with ill my soul doth sore complain 14 When they were sick I mourn'd therefore, myself in sackcloth clad, With fasting I did faint full sore, and pray'd with heart most sad 15 As they had been my brethren dear I did myself behave, As one that mourneth heavily about his mother's grave: 16 But they in my adversity did gather in a rout; Yea, abject slaves reproachfully at me did mock and flout. 17 The belly-gods and flatt'ring train, that all good things deride, At me did grin with great disdain, turning their mouths aside 18 Lord, when wilt thou for me appear? Why dost thou stay and pause? O rid my soul, my darling dear, out of these lions claws: 19 And when will I give thanks to thee before the church always; And where most of the people be, there will I shew thy praise. 20 Let not my foes prevail on me, which hate me for no fault; Neither let them wink with their eyes, that causeless me assault The Third Part 21 Of peace no word they think or say, their talk is all untrue; They still consult how to betray all those that peace pursue. 22 With open mouth they run at me, their fury is like fire: Well, well, say they, our eye doth see the thing that we desire. 23 But, Lord, thou seest what ways they take, and what they do intend; Be not far off, nor me forsake, but speedy help me send. 24 Awake, arise, and stir abroad, defend me in my right; Revenge my cause, O Lord my God, and aid me with thy might. 25 According to thy righteousness, O Lord God, set me free; And let them not their price express, nor triumph over me 26 Let not their hearts rejoice, nor cry, E'en so we would it have; Nor give them cause to say on high, He's sunk into the grave 27 Confound them all that do rejoice when they my trouble see, Let them be cloathed with rebuke, that boast with scorn at me 28 But let them heartily rejoice, who love my upright way; Let them all times with heart and voice still praise the Lord and say, 29 Great is the Lord, and doth excel, and he doth much delight To see his servants prosper well, it is his pleasant sight. 30 Wherefore my tongue I will apply thy righteousness to praise; To thee, O Lord my God, will I give laud and thanks always. Scripture: Psalm 35 Languages: English
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Author: J. H. Hymnal: The Whole Booke of Psalmes #16b (1640) Hymnal Title: The Whole Booke of Psalmes First Line: Lord plead my cause against my foes Lyrics: 1 Lord plead my cause against my foes, confound their force and might: Fight on my part against all those that seek with me to fight. 2 Lay hand upon the speare and shield, thy selfe in armour dresse: Stand up with me to fight the field, to help me from distresse. 3 Gird on thy sword, and stop the way, mine enemies to withstand: That thou unto my soule maist say, lo I thy help at hand. 4 Confound them with rebuke and blame, that seek my soule to spill: Let them turn back and flie with shame, that think to work me ill. 5 Let them disperse and flie abroad, as wind doth drive the dust: And that the Angell of our God their might away may thrust. 6 Let all their waies be void of light, and slippery, like to fall: And send thine Angell with thy might to persecute them all 7 For why? without my fault have they in secret set their grin: And for no cause have dig'd a cave to take my soul therein 8 When they think least and have no care, O Lord, destroy them all: Let them be trapt in their own snare, and in their mischiefe fall. 9 And let my soule with heart, and voice in God have joy and wealth: That in the Lord I may rejoyce, and in his saving health. 10 And then my bones shall speak and say, my parts shall all agree: O Lord though they do seem full gay, what one is like to thee? The second Part: 11 Thou dost defend the weak from them that are both stout and strong And rid the poore from wicked men, that spoile and do them wrong 12 My cruell foes against me rise, to witnesse things untrue, And to accuse me they devise, of things I never knew. 13 Where I to them did show good will, they quit me with disdaine: That they should pay my good with ill, my soule doth sore complaine. 14 When they were sick I mourn'd therefore, and clad my selfe in sack: With fasting I did faint full sore, to pray I was not slack. 15 As they had been my brethren deare, I did my selfe behave: As one that maketh wofull cheare about his mother's grave 16 But they in my disease did joy, did gather on a rout: Yea abject slaves at me did toy, with mocks and checks full stout. 17 The belly-gods and flattering traine that all good things deride: At me do grin with great disdaine, and pluck their mouthes aside 18 Lord, why wilt thou so long forbeare, why dost thou stay and pause? O rid my soule, mine onely deare, out of these Lions clawes 19 And when will I give thanks to thee, before the Church alwaies; And where most of the people be, there will I show thy praise. 20 Let not my foes prevaile on me, which hate me for no fault: Nor let them wink or turne their eyes, that causelesse me assault. The third Part: 21 Of peace no word they think or say, their talke is all untrue: They still consult how to betray all those that peace ensue. 22 With open mouth they run at me, they gape, they laught, they fieore: Well, well, say they, our eye doth see the thing that we desire. 23 But Lord, thou seest what waoes they take, cease not my griefs to mend: Be not farre off nor me forsake, as men that faile their friend. 24 Awake, arise, and stir abroad, defend me in my right: Revenge my cause, my Lord, my God, and aid me with thy might. 25 According to my righteousnesse, my Lord God set me free: And let them not their price expresse, nor triumph over me. 26 Let not their hearts rejoyce and cry, there, there, all goeth trim: Nor give them cause to say on high we have our will on him. 27 Confound them with rebuke & shame that joy when I do mourn: And pay them home with spite & blame, that brag at me with scorn. 28 Let them be glad and eke rejoyce, which love mine upright way: And they all times with heart and voice, shall praise the Lord, and say, 29 Great is the Lord, and doth excell for why, he doth delight To see his servants prosper well, that is his pleasant sight 30 Wherefore my tongue I will apply, thy righteousnesse to praise: Unto the Lord my God will I sing laud and thanks alwaies. Scripture: Psalm 35 Languages: English

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