Psalm 89: God's mercies I will ever sing

God’s mercies I will ever sing; and with my mouth I shall Thy faithfulness make to be known to generations all.

For mercy shall be built, said I, for ever to endure; Thy faithfulness, ev’n in the heav’ns, thou wilt establish sure.

I with my chosen One have made a cov’nant graciously; And to my servant, whom I lov’d, to David sworn have I;

That I thy seed establish shall for ever to remain, And will to generations all thy throne build and maintain.

The praises of thy wonders, Lord, the heavens shall express; And in the congregation of saints thy faithfulness.

For who in heaven with the Lord may once himself compare? Who is like God among the sons of those that mighty are?

Great fear in meeting of the saints is due unto the Lord; And he of all about him should with rev’rence be ador’d.

O thou that art the Lord of hosts, what Lord in mightiness Is like to thee? who compass’d round art with thy faithfulness.

Ev’n in the raging of the sea thou over it dost reign; And when the waves thereof do swell, thou stillest them again.

Rahab in pieces thou didst break, like one that slaughter’d is; And with thy mighty arm thou hast dispers’d thine enemies.

The heav’ns are thine, thou for thine own the earth dost also take; The world, and fulness of the same, thy pow’r did found and make.

The north and south from thee alone their first beginning had; Both Tabor mount and Hermon hill shall in thy name be glad.

Thou hast an arm that’s full of pow’r, thy hand is great in might; And thy right hand exceedingly exalted is in height.

Justice and judgment of thy throne are made the dwelling-place; Mercy, accompany’d with truth, shall go before thy face.

O greatly bless’d the people are the joyful sound that know; In brightness of thy face, O Lord, they ever on shall go.

They in thy name shall all the day rejoice exceedingly; And in thy righteousness shall they exalted be on high.

Because the glory of their strength doth only stand in thee; And in thy favour shall our horn and pow’r exalted be.

For God is our defence; and he to us doth safety bring: The Holy One of Israel is our almighty King.

In vision to thy Holy One thou saidst, I help upon A strong one laid; out of the folk I rais’d a chosen one;

Ev’n David, I have found him out a servant unto me; And with my holy oil my King anointed him to be.

With whom my hand shall stablish’d be; mine arm shall make him strong. On him the foe shall not exact, nor son of mischief wrong.

I will beat down before his face all his malicious foes; I will them greatly plague who do with hatred him oppose.

My mercy and my faithfulness with him yet still shall be; And in my name his horn and pow’r men shall exalted see.

His hand and pow’r shall reach afar; I’ll set it in the sea; And his right hand established shall in the rivers be.

Thou art my Father, he shall cry, thou art my God alone; And he shall say, Thou art the Rock of my salvation.

I’ll make him my first-born, more high than kings of any land. My love I’ll ever keep for him, my cov’nant fast shall stand.

His seed I by my pow’r will make for ever to endure; And, as the days of heav’n, his throne shall stable be, and sure.

But if his children shall forsake my laws, and go astray, And in my judgments shall not walk, but wander from my way:

If they my laws break, and do not keep my commandements; I’ll visit then their faults with rods, their sins with chastisements.

Yet I’ll not take my love from him, nor false my promise make. My cov’nant I’ll not break, nor change what with my mouth I spake.

Once by my holiness I sware, to David I’ll not lie; His seed and throne shall, as the sun, before me last for aye.

It, like the moon, shall ever be establish’d stedfastly; And like to that which in the heav’n doth witness faithfully.

But thou, displeased, hast cast off, thou didst abhor and loathe; With him that thine anointed is thou hast been very wroth.

Thou hast thy servant’s covenant made void, and quite cast by; Thou hast profan’d his crown, while it cast on the ground doth lie.

Thou all his hedges hast broke down, his strong holds down hast torn. He to all passers-by a spoil, to neighbours is a scorn.

Thou hast set up his foes’ right hand; mad’st all his en’mies glad: Turn’d his sword’s edge, and him to stand in battle hast not made.

His glory thou hast made to cease, his throne to ground down cast; Shorten’d his days of youth, and him with shame thou cover’d hast.

How long, Lord, wilt thou hide thyself? for ever, in thine ire? And shall thine indignation burn like unto a fire?

Remember, Lord, how short a time I shall on earth remain: O wherefore is it so that thou has made all men in vain?

What man is he that liveth here, and death shall never see? Or from the power of the grave what man his soul shall free?

Thy former loving-kindnesses, O Lord, where be they now? Those which in truth and faithfulness to David sworn hast thou?

Mind, Lord, thy servant’s sad reproach; how I in bosom bear The scornings of the people all, who strong and mighty are.

Wherewith thy raging enemies reproach’d, O Lord, think on; Wherewith they have reproach’d the steps of thine anointed one.

All blessing to the Lord our God let be ascribed then: For evermore so let it be. Amen, yea, and amen.