Project Psalms
Voice: Neil Mason
Tune: Culross
Psalm 35:9-17 Lyrics:
9 My soul in God shall joy; and glad
in his salvation be:
10 And all my bones shall say, O Lord,
who is like unto thee,

Which dost the poor set free from him
that is for him too strong;
The poor and needy from the man
that spoils and does him wrong?
11 False witnesses rose; to my charge
things I not knew they laid.
12 They, to the spoiling of my soul,
me ill for good repaid.

13 But as for me, when they were sick,
in sackcloth sad I mourned:
My humbled soul did fast, my pray'r
into my bosom turned.
14 Myself I did behave as he
had been my friend or brother;
I heavily bowed down, as one
that mourneth for his mother.

15 But in my trouble they rejoiced,
gath'ring themselves together;
Yea, abjects vile together did
themselves against me gather:
I knew it not; they did me tear,
and quiet would not be.
16 With mocking hypocrites, at feasts
they gnashed their teeth at me.

17 How long, Lord, look'st thou on? from those
destructions they intend
Rescue my soul, from lions young
my darling do defend.