Psalm 61 J.H.
Words: Sternhold and Hopkins, The Whole Book of Psalms Collected into English Metre
1 Regard, O Lord, for I complain, and make my suit to thee; Let not my words return in vain, but give an ear to me.
2 From out the coasts and utmost parts of all the earth I cry, In grief and anguish of my heart, to thee, O God, most high.
3 Upon the rock of thy great pow'r my woeful mind repose; Thou art my hope, my fort, and tow'r, my fence against my foes.
4 Within thy tent I long to dwell, there ever to abide; Under thy wings I know right well I shall me safely hide.
5 The Lord doth my desire regard, and doth fulfil the same; With riches great will he reward all those that fear his Name.
6 The king shall he in health maintain and so prolong his days, That he from age to age may reign with honor great always;
7 That he may have a dwelling place before the Lord alway; O let thy mercy, truth, and grace, defend them from decay:
8 And then, O Lord, I ever will sing praise unto thy Name, That all my vows I may fulfill, and daily pay the same.