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BibleGateway: Psalm 65

ESV Text: Psalm 65

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KJV Text (alt. audio): Chapter 65:

     1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm and Song of David. Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Sion: and unto thee shall the vow be performed. 2 O thou that hearest prayer, unto thee shall all flesh come. 3 Iniquities prevail against me: as for our transgressions, thou shalt purge them away. 4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and causest to approach unto thee, that he may dwell in thy courts: we shall be satisfied with the goodness of thy house, even of thy holy temple. 5 By terrible things in righteousness wilt thou answer us, O God of our salvation; who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are afar off upon the sea:

     6 Which by his strength setteth fast the mountains; being girded with power: 7 Which stilleth the noise of the seas, the noise of their waves, and the tumult of the people. 8 They also that dwell in the uttermost parts are afraid at thy tokens: thou makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to rejoice. 9 Thou visitest the earth, and waterest it: thou greatly enrichest it with the river of God, which is full of water: thou preparest them corn, when thou hast so provided for it. 10 Thou waterest the ridges thereof abundantly: thou settlest the furrows thereof: thou makest it soft with showers: thou blessest the springing thereof. 11 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; and thy paths drop fatness. 12 They drop upon the pastures of the wilderness: and the little hills rejoice on every side. 13 The pastures are clothed with flocks; the valleys also are covered over with corn; they shout for joy, they also sing.(KJV)

Hymn: TLH 249:
Isaiah, Mighty Seer, in Days of Old

— Organ Audio

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1. Isaiah, mighty seer, in days of old 
The Lord of all in Spirit did behold 
High on a lofty throne, in splendor bright, 
With flowing train that filled the Temple quite. 
Above the throne were stately seraphim, 
Six wings had they, these messengers of Him. 
With twain they veiled their faces, as was meet, 
With twain in reverent awe they hid their feet, 
And with the other twain aloft they soared, 
One to the other called and praised the Lord: 
“Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! 
Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! 
Holy is God, the Lord of Sabaoth! 
Behold, His glory filleth all the earth!” 
The beams and lintels trembled at the cry, 
And clouds of smoke enwrapped the throne on high.