Common Tune

Hymn · Psalm 124

Divine Deliverance

OLD 124TH · 10.10.10.10.10 · words from The Psalter, 1912 · music Louis Bourgeois

Setting: Cyber Hymnal · Claude Goudimel

Divine Deliverance their ly in truth prey; rose, us us and not fierce that their sra the be when I wrath el Yea, 1. Now 2. Lord 3. Blest made gainst say, Who a may free, wave, tained; its our es us main eth cap spread right from swell that The As If a had had bird o'er not snare tide Lord the ing the caped come us are our re so then not es be with we; grave, mained, net rag that ing is the Their The If and had had stream rent Lord vah's ing to Je Name, roll, strive, ho sell rose ly ging el on sur cru ly help flood, men When Our The in proud gainst us is a in all ly our a the ver lowed heav'n whelmed up frame. soul. live made sure sure the o ly ly We Who Must been swal and had earth then had The Psalter, 1912 OLD 124TH 10.10.10.10.10 Louis Bourgeois, 1551
Divine Deliverance their ly in truth prey; rose, us us and not fierce that their sra the be when I wrath el Yea, 1. Now 2. Lord 3. Blest made gainst say, Who a may free, wave, tained; its our es us main eth cap spread right from swell that The As If a had had bird o'er not snare tide Lord the ing the Our The When on sur cru caped grave, mained, we; are our re ging ly el help flood, men is ing the net rag that come rent stream Lord Their The If so then not us es be with had had and all swal o and been had up whelmed heav'n lowed ver the ly ly the had then earth a our ly live soul. frame. us ly Je rose sell ho a in is gainst proud in We Must Who sure sure made roll, strive, Name, to ing vah's The Psalter, 1912 OLD 124TH 10.10.10.10.10 Louis Bourgeois, 1551

1.Now Israel may say, and that in truth
If that the Lord had not our right maintained;
If that the Lord had not with us remained,
When cruel men against us rose to strive,
We surely had been swallowed up alive

2.Yea, when their wrath against us fiercely rose,
The swelling tide had o'er us spread its wave,
The raging stream had then become our grave,
The surging flood, in proudly swelling roll,
Most surely then had overwhelmed our soul.

3.Blest be the Lord Who made us not their prey;
As from the snare a bird escapeth free,
Their net is rent and so escaped are we;
Our only help is in Jehovah's Name,
Who made the earth and all the heav'nly frame.

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