Psalm 53

Words: The Psalter of the United Presbyterian Church of North America, 1887 ed.

Note: This page also has a Short Metre version of this psalm.

Common Metre Tunes

   1  That there is not a God, the fool
         Doth in his heart conclude;
      They are corrupt, their works are vile;
         Not one of them doth good.
   2  The Lord upon the sons of men
         From heaven looked abroad,
      To see if any one were wise,
         And seeking after God.
   3  They altogether filthy are,
         They all are backward gone;
      And there is none that doeth good,
         No, not so much as one.
   4  These workers of iniquity,
         Do they not know at all,
      That they my people eat as bread ?
         On God they do not call.
   5  Ev'n there they were afraid, and stood
         With trembling, all dismayed,
      Whereas there was no cause at all
         Why they should be afraid.
   6  For God his bones that thee besieged
         Hath scattered all abroad;
      Thou hast confounded them, because
         They are despised of God.
   7  Let Isr'el's help from Zion come;
         When back the Lord shall bring
      His captives, Jacob shall rejoice,
         And Israel shall sing.

Short Metre Tunes

   1     That there is not a God,
         Fools in their heart conclude;
      Corrupt they are, their works are vile,
         Blot one of them doth good.
   2     Upon the sons of men
         God looked from heaven abroad,
      To see if any understood,
         If any sought for God.
   3     Together all are vile,
         They all aside are gone;
      And there is none that doeth good,
         no, not so much as one.
   4     These men of wicked works,
         Do they not know at all?
      My people they devour like bread,
         On God they do not call.
   5     Great terror on them came,
         And they were much dismayed,
      Although there was no cause why they
         Should be at all afraid.
   6     His bones who thee besieged
         God hath dispersed abroad:
      Thou hast them put to shame, becausQ
         They were despised of God.
   7     From Zion, Lord, give help,
         And hack thy captives bring;
      Then Jacob shall exult with joy,
         And Israel shall sing.


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