097) Psalm 65
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1 For thee, O God, our constant praise; In Zion waits, thy chosen seat; Our promised altars there we’ll raise, and all our zealous vows complete.
2 O Thou, who to my humble pray’r didst always bend thy :list’ning ear, To thee shall all mankind repair, and at thy gracious throne appear.
3 Our sins (though numberless) in vain to stop thy flowing mercy try;
Whilst thou o’erlook’st the guilty stain, and washest out the crimson dye.
4 Blest is the man, who near thee placed, within thy sacred dwelling lives!
Whilst we at humbler distance taste the vast delights thy temple gives.
5 By wondrous acts, O God, most just, have we thy gracious answer found; In thee remotest nations trust, and those whom stormy waves surround..
6,7 God, by his strength, sets fast the hills, and does his matchless pow r engage,’ With which the sea’s loud waves he stills, and angry crowds tumultuous rage.