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Weekly Worship

These are the songs we will sing during our upcoming worship services, Lord willing.

Lord’s Day



Psa. 57 • Pisgah (CM) (BPB)

Psa. 58 • Thanksgiving (CMD) (BPB)

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Psalm 57

To the chief Musician, Altaschith, Michtam
of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.

1 O God, to me be merciful,
be merciful to me:
because my soul for shelter safe
betakes itself to thee:
yea, in the shadow of thy wings,
my refuge I have plac’t,
until these sore calamities
shall quite be over past.

2 To God most high I cry: the God
that doth for me perform.
3 He will from heaven send, and save
me from the spiteful scorn
of him that would with greedy haste,
swallow me utterly.            Selah.
The Lord from heaven will send forth
his grace and verity.

4 My soul’s ‘mongst lions, and I lie
with men on fire set:
men’s sons whose teeth are spears, and shafts,
whose tongues as swords are whet.
5 O God, do thou exalt thyself,
above the heavens high:
up over all the earth also
lifted be thy glory.

6 They for my steps prepar’d a net,
my soul is bow’d; a pit
they digg’d before me, but themselves
are fall’n in midst of it.            Selah.
7 My heart, O God, prepared is,
prepared is my heart,
sing will I, and sing praise with psalms.
8 Up O my glory start;

wake psaltery and harp, I will
awake in the morning.
9 Among the folk I’ll praise thee, Lord,
‘mongst nations to thee sing.
10 For great unto the heavens is
thy merciful bounty:
thy verity also doth reach
unto the cloudy sky.

11 O God, do thou exalt thyself,
above the heavens high:
up over all the earth also
lifted be thy glory.

Psalm 58

To the chief Musician, Altaschith,
Michtam of David.

1 Do ye O congregation,
indeed speak righteousness?
and O ye sons of earthly men,
do ye judge uprightness?
2 Yea, you in heart will working be
injur’ous wickedness;
and in the land you will weigh out
your hands violentness.

3 The wicked are estranged from
the womb, they go astray
as soon as ever they are born;
uttering lies are they.
4 Their poison’s like serpent’s poison:
they like deaf asp, her ear
5 that stops. Though charmer wisely charm,
his voice she will not hear.

6 Within their mouth do thou their teeth
break out, O God, most strong,
do thou Jehovah, the great teeth
break of the lions’ young.
7 As waters let them melt away,
that run continually:
and when he bends his shafts, let them
as cut asunder be.

8 Like to a snail that melts, so let
each of them pass away;
like a woman’s untimely birth
see sun that ne’er they may.
9 Before your pots can feel the thorns,
take them away shall he,
as with a whirlwind both living,
and in his jealousy.

10 The righteous will rejoice when as
the vengeance he doth see:
his feet wash shall he in the blood
of them that wicked be.
11 So that a man shall say, surely
for righteous there is fruit:
sure there’s a God that in the earth
judgment doth execute.