Psalm 65

Words: Isaac Watts

There is also a  Long Metre  version of this Psalm on this page

Common Metre Tunes

Part 1.
A prayer-hearing God, and the Gentiles called
   1  Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee;
          There shall our vows be paid:
      Thou hast an ear when sinners pray;
         All flesh shall seek thine aid.
   2  Lord, our iniquities prevail,
         But pard'ning grace is thine;
      And thou wilt grant us power and skill
         To conquer ev'ry sin.
   3  Blessed are the men whom thou wilt choose
         To bring them near thy face,
      Give them a dwelling in thine house,
         To feast upon thy grace.
   4  In answ'ring what thy church requests
         Thy truth and terror shine,
      And works of dreadful righteousness
         Fulfill thy kind design.
   5  Thus shall the wond'ring nations see
         The Lord is good and just;
      And distant islands fly to thee,
         And make thy name their trust.
   6  They dread thy glitt'ring tokens, Lord,
         When signs in heav'n appear;
      But they shall learn thy holy word,
         And love as well as fear.
Part 2.
The providence of God in air, earth, and sea.
   1  'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand,
         God of eternal power;
      The sea grows calm at thy command,
         And tempests cease to roar.
   2  Thy morning light and ev'ning shade
         Successive comforts bring;
      Thy plenteous fruits make harvest glad,
         Thy flowers adorn the spring.
   3  Seasons and times, and moons and hours,
         Heav'n, earth, and air, are thine;
      When clouds distil in fruitful showers,
         The Author is divine.
   4  Those wand'ring cisterns in the sky,
         Borne by the winds around,
      With wat'ry treasures well supply
         The furrows of the ground.
   5  The thirsty ridges drink their fill,
         And ranks of corn appear;
      The ways abound with blessings still,
      'thy goodness crowns the year.
Part 3.
The blessings of the spring; or, God gives rain.
A Psalm for the husbandman.
   1  Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King,
         Who makes the earth his care;
      Visits the pastures ev'ry spring,
         And bids the grass appear.
   2  The clouds, like rivers raised on high,
         Pour out at thy command
      Their wat'ry blessings from the sky,
         To cheer the thirsty land.
   3  The softened ridges of the field
         Permit the corn to spring;
      The valleys rich provision yield,
         And the poor lab'rers sing.
   4  The little hills, on ev'ry side,
         Rejoice at falling showers;
      The meadows, dressed in all their pride,
         Perfume the air with flowers.
   5  The barren clods, refreshed with rain,
         Promise a joyful crop;
      The parching grounds look green again,
         And raise the reaper's hope.
   6  The various months thy goodness crowns;
         How bounteous are thy ways!
      The bleating flocks spread o'er the downs,
         And shepherds shout thy praise.
Long Metre Tunes
Part 1.  v. 1--5
Public prayer and praise.
   1  The praise of Zion waits for thee,
      My God, and praise becomes thy house;
      There shall thy saints thy glory see,
      And there perform their public vows.
   2  O thou whose mercy bends the skies
      To save when humble sinners pray,
      All lands to thee shall lift their eyes,
      And islands of the northern sea.
   3  Against my will my sins prevail,
      But grace shall purge away their stain;
      The blood of Christ will never fail
      To wash my garments white again.
   4  Blessed is the man whom thou shalt choose,
      And give him kind access to thee;
      Give him a place within thy house,
      To taste thy love divinely free.
   5  Let Babel fear when Zion prays;
      Babel, prepare for long distress,
      When Zion's God himself arrays
      In terror and in righteousness.
   6  With dreadful glory God fulfils
      What his afflicted saints request;
      And with almighty wrath reveals
      His love, to give his churches rest.
   7  Then shall the flocking nations run
      To Zion's hill, and own their Lord;
      The rising and the setting sun
      Shall see the Savior's name adored.
Part 2. v. 5--13
Divine Providence in air, earth, and sea.
   1  The God of our salvation hears
      The groans of Zion mixed with tears;
      Yet when he comes with kind designs,
      Through all the way his terror shines.
   2  On him the race of man depends,
      Far as the earth's remotest ends,
      Where the Creator's name is known
      By nature's feeble light alone.
   3  Sailors, that travel o'er the flood,
      Address their frighted souls to God,
      When tempests rage and billows roar
      At dreadful distance from the shore.
   4  He bids the noisy tempests cease;
      He calms tile raging crowd to peace,
      When a tumultuous nation raves
      Wild as the winds, and loud as waves.
   5  Whole kingdoms, shaken by tile storm,
      He settles in a peaceful form;
      Mountains, established by his hand,
      Firm on their old foundations stand.
   6  Behold his ensigns sweep the sky,
      New comets blaze, and lightnings fly;
      The heathen lands, with swift surprise,
      From the bright horrors turn their eyes.
   7  At his command the morning ray
      Smiles in the east, and leads the day;
      He guides the sun's declining wheels
      Over the tops of western hills.
   8  Seasons and times obey his voice;
      The ev'ning and tile morn rejoice
      To see the earth made soft with showers,
      Laden with fruit, and dressed in flowers.
   9  'Tis from his wat'ry stores on high
      He gives the thirsty ground supply;
      He walks upon the clouds, and thence
      Doth his enriching drops dispense.
  10  The desert grows a fruitful field,
      Abundant food the valleys yield;
      The valleys shout with cheerful voice,
      And neighb'ring hills repeat their joys.
  11  The pastures smile in green array;
      There lambs and larger cattle play;
      The larger cattle and the lamb
      Each in his language speaks thy name.
  12  Thy works pronounce thy power divine;
      O'er ev'ry field thy glories shine;
      Through ev'ry month thy gifts appear;
      Great God, thy goodness crowns the year!

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