Family-hymns gathered (mostly) out of the best translations of David's psalmsFamily-hymns gather'd (mostly) out of the best translations of David's psalms

Come let us sing with joyful noise To our Salvation's Rock, With Psalms of Praise, and thankful Joys, Into his presence flock. A God, a King of great command, A King of Gods He is; The Earth's great Deeps are in his hand, The strength of Hills is his.

COme let us sing with joyful noise To our Salvation's Rock, With Psalms of Praise, and thankful Joys, Into his presence flock. A God, a King of great command, A King of Gods He is; The Earth's great Deeps are in his hand, The strength of Hills is his.

5, 6, 7. Dry Land and Seas, even both of these His hands did form and frame; O come adore with bended knees The Lord our Maker's Name. For he's our God, and we the Flock Of whom he hath command, His People, and his Pasture-stock, And Sheep of his own hand.

5, 6, 7. Dry Land and Seas, ev'n both of these His hands did form and frame; O come adore with bended knees The Lord our Maker's Name. For he's our God, and we the Flock Of whom he hath command, His People, and his Pasture-stock, And Sheep of his own hand.

8, 9, 10, 11. Let's therefore hear his Voice to day, And not hard-hearted prove, As those that in the Wilderness Provoked God above. They proved his power, and saw his works, And long they grieved him there, Till wearied with that murmuring Race He could no longer bear: But did in just and holy wrath By solemn Oath protest, That they should never come into The Blessed Canaan's Rest.

8, 9, 10, 11. Let's therefore hear his Voice to day, And not hard-hearted prove, As those that in the Wilderness Provoked God above. They prov'd his pow'r, and saw his works, And long they griev'd him there, Till weary'd with that murm'ring Race He could no longer bear: But did in just and holy wrath By solemn Oath protest, That they should never come into The Blessed Canaan's Rest.