43 (1) | Psalm 43 Version 1 | CM | |
O SEND Thy light forth and Thy Truth, Let them be guides to me, And bring me to Thy holy hill, Thy dwelling-place to see. |
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2 | Then will I to God’s altar go, To God my boundless joy; Yea, God, my God, Thy name to praise My harp I will employ. |
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3 | Why art thou then cast down my soul? What should discourage thee? And why with vexing thoughts art thou Disquieted in me? |
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4 | Hope thou in God; His praise shall yet My thankful lips employ; He is the spring of all my health, My God, my boundless joy. |
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The Psalter, 1912 |