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Hymn · Psalm 11

I in the Lord Do Put My Trust

ST. ETHELDREDA · C.M. · words from the Scottish Psalter, 1650 · music Thomas Turton

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I in the Lord Do Put My Trust string right just he shall he eous they that sin sons. hath shafts is then ners The the on it proves: rain: done? fit, ye and do foun the the fire eyes the lo, in da brim see, wick Lord For, 1. I 2. 5. Snares, 4. His 3. If storms, try stroyed, bow, trust: rious lids de their my on men's what their how tions stone, his eye fu ed be bend put do them vi is ly moun in per 'lence his may tain to priv doth and to that en i your un him heav tain. loves. throne: hit. high? the soul his who my as his ly right Flee, they in por hates ho up soul, those to This, But God That Say in their ed ple a the un cup, man, is, heart bird, of wick tem are as tion 6. Because the Lord most righteous doth in righteousness delight; And with a pleasant countenance beholdeth the upright. Scottish Psalter, 1650 ST. ETHELDREDA C.M. Thomas Turton, 1860

1.I in the Lord do put my trust:
how is it then that ye
Say to my soul, Flee, as a bird,
unto your mountain high?

2.For, lo, the wicked bend their bow,
their shafts on string they fit,
That those who upright are in heart
they privily may hit.

3.If the foundations be destroyed,
what hath the righteous done?
God in his holy temple is,
in heaven is his throne:

4.His eyes do see, his eyelids try
men's sons. The just he proves:
But his soul hates the wicked man,
and him that vi'lence loves.

5.Snares, fire and brimstone, furious storms,
on sinners he shall rain:
This, as the portion of their cup,
doth unto them pertain.

6.Because the Lord most righteous doth
in righteousness delight;
And with a pleasant countenance
beholdeth the upright.

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