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Psalm 74:1

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

O God, why hast thou cast us off? is it for evermore? Against thy pasture-sheep why doth thine anger smoke so sore?

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Know that the Lord is God indeed; Without our aid he did us make: We are his flock, he doth us feed, And for his sheep he doth us take.

So we thy folk, and pasture-sheep, shall give thee thanks always; And unto generations all we will shew forth thy praise.

For he's our God, the people we of his own pasture are, And of his hand the sheep; to-day, if ye his voice will hear,

But now we are cast off by thee, and us thou putt'st to shame; And when our armies do go forth, thou go'st not with the same.

How long, Lord, shall thine anger last? wilt thou still keep the same? And shall thy fervent jealousy burn like unto a flame?

For ever will the Lord cast off, and gracious be no more?

O why art thou cast down, my soul? why, thus with grief opprest, Art thou disquieted in me? in God still hope and rest: For yet I know I shall him praise, who graciously to me The health is of my countenance, yea, mine own God is he.

Attend, my people, to my law; thereto give thou an ear; The words that from my mouth proceed attentively do hear.

O God, which hadest us cast off, this thing wilt thou not do? Ev'n thou, O God, which didest not forth with our armies go?

O Lord, thou hast rejected us, and scatter'd us abroad; Thou justly hast displeased been; return to us, O God.

And I will say to God my rock, Why me forgett'st thou so? Why, for my foes' oppression, thus mourning do I go?

Up from his nostrils came a smoke, and from his mouth there came Devouring fire, and coals by it were turned into flame.

Wherefore is it that thou, O Lord, dost stand from us afar? And wherefore hidest thou thyself, when times so troublous are?

The mighty God, the Lord, hath spoken, and did call The earth, from rising of the sun, to where he hath his fall.

For ever is his mercy gone? fails his word evermore?

Thou tears of sorrow giv'st to them instead of bread to eat; Yea, tears instead of drink thou giv'st to them in measure great.

That in thee may thy people joy, wilt thou not us revive?




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