Psalm 66:8-20

(Not from our Trinity Psalter)

 

O all ye nations, bless our God,
And loudly speak his praise;
Who keeps our soul alive, and still
Confirms our steadfast ways.

For thou hast tried us, Lord, as fire
Does try the precious ore;
Thou brought’st us into straits, where we
Oppressing burdens bore.

Insulting foes did us, their slaves,
Through fire and water chase;
But yet at last thou brought’st us forth
Into a wealthy place.

Burnt off’rings to thy house I’ll bring,
And there my vows will pay,
Which I with solemn zeal did make
In trouble’s dismal day.

Then shall the richest incense smoke,
The fattest rams shall fall;
The choicest goats from out the fold,
And bullocks from the stall.

O come, all ye that fear the Lord,
Attend with heedful care ;
Whilst I what God for me has done
With grateful joy declare.

As I before his aid implor’d,
So now I praise his name;
Who, if my heart had harbour’d sin,
Would all my pray’rs disclaim.

But God to me, whene’er I cried,
His gracious ear did bend;
And to the voice of my request
With constant love attend.

Then bless’d for ever be my God,
Who never, when I pray,
Withholds his mercy from my soul,
Nor turns his face away.