Psalms ‎#118b

118b. Public Praise for Deliverance from Death

1 Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry,
And rescu'd from the grave;
Now shall he live: (and none can die,
If God resolve to save.)

2 Thy praise more constant than before,
Shall fill his daily breath;
Thy hand that hath chastis'd him sore,
Defends him still from death.

3 Open the gates of Sion now,
For we shall worship there,
The house where all the righteous go,
Thy mercy to declare.

4 Among th' assemblies of thy saints
Our thankful voice we raise;
There we have told thee our complaints,
And there we speak thy praise.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord, thou hast heard thy servant cry
• Title: Public Praise for Deliverance from Death
• Meter: Com. Metre
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1793
• Scripture:
  Psalm 118:17-21

Tune Information

(No tune information)