Psalm 31

From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650

Meter: 8,6,8,6

1    In thee, O Lord, I put my trust,
       sham'd let me never be;
     According to thy righteousness
       do thou deliver me.
2    Bow down thine ear to me, with speed
       send me deliverance:
     To save me, my strong rock be thou,
       and my house of defence.

3    Because thou art my rock, and thee
       I for my fortress take;
     Therefore do thou me lead and guide,
       ev'n for thine own name's sake.
4    And sith thou art my strength, therefore
       pull me out of the net,
     Which they in subtilty for me
       so privily have set.

5    Into thine hands I do commit
       my sp'rit: for thou art he,
     O thou, Jehovah, God of truth,
       that hast redeemed me.
6    Those that do lying vanities
       regard, I have abhorr'd:
     But as for me, my confidence
       is fixed on the Lord.

7    I'll in thy mercy gladly joy:
       for thou my miseries
     Consider'd hast; thou hast my soul
       known in adversities:
8    And thou hast not inclosed me
       within the en'my's hand;
     And by thee have my feet been made
       in a large room to stand.

9    O Lord, upon me mercy have,
       for trouble is on me:
     Mine eye, my belly, and my soul,
       with grief consumed be.
10   Because my life with grief is spent,
       my years with sighs and groans:
     My strength doth fail; and for my sin
       consumed are my bones.

11   I was a scorn to all my foes,
       and to my friends a fear;
     And specially reproach'd of those
       that were my neighbours near:
     When they me saw they from me fled.
12     Ev'n so I am forgot,
     As men are out of mind when dead:
       I'm like a broken pot.

13   For slanders I of many heard;
       fear compass'd me, while they
     Against me did consult, and plot
       to take my life away.
14   But as for me, O Lord, my trust
       upon thee I did lay;
     And I to thee, Thou art my God,
       did confidently say.

15   My times are wholly in thine hand:
       do thou deliver me
     From their hands that mine enemies
       and persecutors be.
16   Thy countenance to shine do thou
       upon thy servant make:
     Unto me give salvation,
       for thy great mercies' sake.

17   Let me not be asham'd, O Lord,
       for on thee call'd I have:
     Let wicked men be sham'd, let them
       be silent in the grave.
18   To silence put the lying lips,
       that grievous things do say,
     And hard reports, in pride and scorn,
       on righteous men do lay.

19   How great's the goodness thou for them
       that fear thee keep'st in store,
     And wrought'st for them that trust in thee
       the sons of men before!
20   In secret of thy presence thou
       shalt hide them from man's pride:
     From strife of tongues thou closely shalt,
       as in a tent, them hide.

21   All praise and thanks be to the Lord;
       for he hath magnify'd
     His wondrous love to me within
       a city fortify'd.
22   For from thine eyes cut off I am,
       I in my haste had said;
     My voice yet heard'st thou, when to thee
       with cries my moan I made.

23   O love the Lord, all ye his saints;
       because the Lord doth guard
     The faithful, and he plenteously
       proud doers doth reward.
24   Be of good courage, and he strength
       unto your heart shall send,
     All ye whose hope and confidence
       doth on the Lord depend.

Recordings of Psalm 31

PsalmTuneRatingSinging TypePublisher 
Psalm 31 v21-24
Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650
St. Lawrence3/5
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