Now shall my solemn vows be paid
To that Almighty Pow’r,
That heard the long requests I made
In my distressful hour

Now shall my solemn vows be paid
To that Almighty Pow’r,
That heard the long requests I made
In my distressful hour
Blessed be God, who didn’t turn away when I was praying and didn’t refuse me his kindness and love.
The praise of Zion waits for thee,
My God, and praise becomes thy house;
There shall thy saints thy glory see,
And there perform their public vows.
Amidst the wakeful hours of night,
When busy cares afflict my head,
One thought of Thee gives new delight,
And adds refreshment to my bed.
With joy thy people stand
On Zion’s chosen hill,
Proclaim the wonders of thy hand,
And counsels of thy will.
Oft have our fathers told,
our eyes have often seen,
how well our God secures the fold
where His own sheep have been
Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised
In the city of our God,
In His holy mountain.
Oh for a shout of sacred joy
To God the sov’reign King!
Let ev’ry land their tongues employ,
And hymns of triumph sing.
Oh, clap your hands, all you peoples!
Shout to God with the voice of triumph!
For the Lord Most High is awesome;
He is a great King over all the earth.
Psalm 46 Poem by Isaac Watts God Fights for His Church Let Zion in her King rejoice,Tho’ Tyrants rage, and kingdoms rise;He utters his almighty voice,The nations melt, the tumult dies. The Lord of old for Jacob fought,And Jacob’s God is still our aid;Behold the […]
Let all those who seek You rejoice and be glad in You;
Let such as love Your salvation say continually,
“The Lord be magnified!”