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

Sing Hallelujah, O my Soul, To the Eternal King; Yea, whilst I any Being have, His praises I will sing. Trust not in Kings, though ne'er so great, Nor in man's mortal Seed, Whose power is not sufficient To help you in your need. Because his breath doth soon depart, Then turns he to his Clay, And all the Counsels of his heart Do perish in that day.

SIng Hallelujah, O my Soul, To the Eternal King; Yea, whilst I any Being have, His praises I will sing. Trust not in Kings, though ne're so great, Nor in man's mortal Seed, Whose pow'r is not sufficient To help you in your need. Because his breath doth soon depart, Then turns he to his Clay, And all the Counsels of his heart Do perish in that day.

5, 6. Happy is he whose certain Help From Jacob's God descends; Thrice happy he whose fixed Hope On God, his God depends. Who formed the Earth, & Heavens high frame, Who made the swelling Deep, And all that is within the same; Who Truth doth ever keep.

5, 6. Happy is he whose certain Help From Jacob's God descends; Thrice happy he whose fixed Hope On God, his God depends. Who form'd the Earth, & Heav'ns high frame, Who made the swelling Deep, And all that is within the same; Who Truth doth ever keep.

7, 8. Who with right Judgment still proceeds For those that be oppressed, Takes care that hungry Souls be fed, And Prisoners be released. ⟨p. 47⟩The Lord doth give the blind their sight, The bowed down doth raise; In righteous men he takes delight, And loveth them always.

7, 8. Who with right Judgment still proceeds For those that be opprest, Takes care that hungry Souls be fed, And Pris'ners be releas'd.