With all my heart, eternal God

Verse 1

With all my heart, eternal God, I'll celebrate thy praise; I'll shew forth all thy wondrous works, Of judgment, and of grace.

Verse 2

With gladness I will tune my song; In thee I will rejoice' O thou Most-high! praise to thy name, I'll sing with cheerful voice.

Verse 3

When thou shalt rout my haughty foes, And put their troops to flight; With terror, at thy presence struck They fall, and perish quite.

Verse 4

For thou my right had still maintained, And made my cause thine own; In righteousness thou judged hast, From thine imperial throne.

Verse 5

The heathen thou hast sure rebuked, And laid the wicked waste; Thou hast cast out their name as vile. Them evermore disgraced.

Verse 6

O thou proud foe, thy wasting power To utter end is brought! Their cities thou hast overthrown, Their name is quite forgot.

Verse 7

But God, the Lord, for evermore, Remains the living One; Who, from of old, for judgment hath Prepared his royal throne.

Verse 8

And he, the nations of the earth, Shall judge in righteousness; Unbiased judgment he shall give To greater, and the less,

Verse 9

The Lord will prove a sure defense To them that are oppressed; And when distressing times prevail. His refuge yields them rest.

Verse 10

Therefore, all they that know thy name, Their trust in thee will place: For thou, Lord, ne'er forsakest those. Who humbly seek thy face.

Verse 11

Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells In Zion, his chief care; The many wonders he hath done. To all the world declare.

Verse 12

When he, for flood, inquiry makes, His vengeance speedy flies; The meek oppressed he'll not forget, But hear their humble cries.

Verse 13

Have mercy on me, Lord, and weigh The troubles which I bear, From envious foes; O thou who dost From gates of death me rear.

Verse 14

That I, amidst assembled crowds, May show forth all thy praise, In Zion's gates; and shouts of joy, In thy salvation raise.

Verse 15

Down in the pit the heathen sink. Which they themselves have made; Their own foot's taken in the net, Which guilefully they laid.

Verse 16

Thus, by the judgments he deals forth, Jehovah is made known! While impious men are justly snared. In works that, are their own.

Verse 17

The wicked shall, at length, be turned Down to a painful hell; There all the nations of the earth, That God forget, shall dwell.

Verse 18

The humble shall not be forgot. And fruitlessly complain; Nor shall the poor oppressed man's hope Forever be in vain.

Verse 19

Rise, Lord, and let not wicked men Prevail against my right; O, let the heathen world be judged. In thine all-piercing sight.

Verse 20

O Lord, with terrors strike their minds, Fill them with dread of thee; That they're but feeble, mortal, men, The nations all may see.