1650 Scottish Psalter (Lining Out of The Psalms)

Psalm 149 (Ayrshire CM)

1 Praise ye the Lord: unto him sing a new song, and his praise In the assembly of his saints in sweet psalms do ye raise. 2 Let Isr’el in his Maker joy, and to him praises sing: Let all that Zion’s children are be joyful in their King. 3 O let them unto his great name give praises in the dance; Let them with timbrel and with harp in songs his praise advance. 4 For God doth pleasure take in those that his own people be; And he with his salvation the meek will beautify. 5 And in his glory excellent let all his saints rejoice: Let them to him upon their beds aloud lift up their voice. 6 Let in their mouth aloft be raised the high praise of the Lord, And let them have in their right hand a sharp two-edged sword; 7 To execute the vengeance due upon the heathen all, And make deserved punishment upon the people fall. 8 And ev’n with chains, as pris’ners, bind their kings that them command; Yea, and with iron fetters strong, the nobles of their land. 9 On them the judgment to perform found written in his word: This honor is to all his saints. O do ye praise the Lord.

Psalm 148 Second Version (Millenium 66.66.88.)

1 The Lord of heav’n confess, On high his glory raise. 2 Him let all angels bless, Him all his armies praise. 3 Him glorify Sun, moon, and stars; 4 Ye higher spheres, And cloudy sky. 5 From God your beings are, Him therefore famous make; You all created were, When he the word but spake. 6 And from that place, Where fixed you be By his decree, You cannot pass. 7 Praise God from earth below, Ye dragons, and ye deeps: 8 Fire, hail, clouds, wind, and snow. Whom in command he keeps. 9 Praise ye his name, Hills great and small, Trees low and tall; 10 Beasts wild and tame; All things that creep or fly. 11 Ye kings, ye vulgar throng, All princes mean or high; 12 Both men and virgins young, Ev’n young and old, 13 Exalt his name; For much his fame Should be extolled. O let God’s name be praised Above both earth and sky; 14 For he his saints hath raised, And set their horn on high; Ev’n those that be Of Isr’el’s race, Near to his grace. The Lord praise ye.

Psalm 145 Second Version (Rockingham LM)

1 O Lord, thou art my God and King; Thee will I magnify and praise: I will thee bless, and gladly sing Unto thy holy name always. 2 Each day I rise I will thee bless, And praise thy name time without end. 3 Much to be praised, and great God is; His greatness none can comprehend. 4 Race shall thy works praise unto race, The mighty acts show done by thee. 5 I will speak of the glorious grace, And honor of thy majesty; Thy wondrous works I will record. 6 By men the might shall be extolled Of all thy dreadful acts, O Lord: And I thy greatness will unfold. 7 They utter shall abundantly The mem’ry of thy goodness great; And shall sing praises cheerfully, Whilst they thy righteousness relate. 8 The Lord our God is gracious, Compassionate is he also; In mercy he is plenteous, But unto wrath and anger slow. 9 Good unto all men is the Lord: O’er all his works his mercy is. 10 Thy works all praise to thee afford: Thy saints, O Lord, thy name shall bless. 11 The glory of thy kingdom show Shall they, and of thy power tell: 12 That so men’s sons his deeds may know, His kingdom’s grace that doth excel. 13 Thy kingdom hath none end at all, It doth through ages all remain. 14 The Lord upholdeth all that fall, The cast-down raiseth up again. 15 The eyes of all things, Lord, attend, And on thee wait that here do live, And thou, in season due, dost send Sufficient food them to relieve. 16 Yea, thou thine hand dost open wide, And ev’ry thing dost satisfy That lives, and doth on earth abide, Of thy great liberality. 17 The Lord is just in his ways all, And holy in his works each one. 18 He’s near to all that on him call, Who call in truth on him alone. 19 God will the just desire fulfill Of such as do him fear and dread: Their cry regard, and hear he will, And save them in the time of need. 20 The Lord preserves all, more and less, That bear to him a loving heart: But workers all of wickedness Destroy will he, and clean subvert. 21 Therefore my mouth and lips I’ll frame To speak the praises of the Lord: To magnify his holy name For ever let all flesh accord.

Psalm 144 v. 9-15 (St Agnes CM)

9 A new song I to thee will sing, Lord, on a psaltery; I on a ten-stringed instrument will praises sing to thee. 10 Ev’n he it is that unto kings salvation doth send; Who his own servant David doth from hurtful sword defend. 11 O free me from strange children’s hand, whose mouth speaks vanity; And their right hand a right hand is that works deceitfully. 12 That, as the plants, our sons may be in youth grown up that are; Our daughters like to corner-stones, carved like a palace fair. 13 That to afford all kind of store our garners may be filled; That our sheep thousands, in our streets ten thousands they may yield. 14 That strong our oxen be for work, that no in-breaking be, Nor going out; and that our streets may from complaints be free. 15 Those people blessed are who be in such a case as this; Yea, blessed all those people are, whose God Jehovah is.

Psalm 144 v. 1-8 (ArlingtonCM)

1 O blessed ever be the Lord, who is my strength and might, Who doth instruct my hands to war, my fingers teach to fight. 2 My goodness, fortress, my high tow’r, deliverer, and shield, In whom I trust: who under me my people makes to yield. 3 Lord, what is man, that thou of him dost so much knowledge take? Or son of man, that thou of him so great account dost make? 4 Man is like vanity; his days, as shadows, pass away. 5 Lord, bow thy heav’ns, come down, touch thou the hills, and smoke shall they. 6 Cast forth thy lightning, scatter them; thine arrows shoot, them rout. 7 Thine hand send from above, me save; from great depths draw me out; And from the hand of children strange, 8 Whose mouth speaks vanity; And their right hand is a right hand that works deceitfully.