Song parody of
Psalm 5 (Aberystwyth)
by Independent Presbyterian Church Savannah and Scottish Festival Singers
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O Jehovah, hear my words
To my thoughts attentive be
Hear my cry, my King, my God
For I make my prayer to Thee
With the morning light, O Lord
Thou shalt hear my voice and cry
In the morn my prayer arrange
And keep constant watch will I
Truly Thou art not a God
That in sin doth take delight
Evil shall not dwell with Thee
Nor the proud stand in Thy sight
Evildoers Thou dost hate
Liars Thou wilt bring to naught
God abhors the man who loves
Deed of blood or lying thought
But in Thine abundant grace
To Thy house will I repair
Looking to Thy holy place
In Thy fear I'll worship there
Since, O Lord, mine enemies
For my soul do lie in wait
Lead me in Thy righteousness
Make Thy way before me straight
But let all that trust Thy care
Ever glad and joyful be
Let them joy who love Thy name
For they guarded are by Thee
And a blessing rich, O Lord
To the righteous Thou wilt yield
Thou wilt compass him about
With Thy favor as a shield
O Jehovah, hear my words
To my thoughts attentive be
Hear my cry, my King, my God
For I make my prayer to Thee
With the morning light, O Lord
Thou shalt hear my voice and cry
In the morn my prayer arrange
And keep constant watch will I
Truly Thou art not a God
That in sin doth take delight
Evil shall not dwell with Thee
Nor the proud stand in Thy sight
Evildoers Thou dost hate
Liars Thou wilt bring to naught
God abhors the man who loves
Deed of blood or lying thought
But in Thine abundant grace
To Thy house will I repair
Looking to Thy holy place
In Thy fear I'll worship there
Since, O Lord, mine enemies
For my soul do lie in wait
Lead me in Thy righteousness
Make Thy way before me straight
But let all that trust Thy care
Ever glad and joyful be
Let them joy who love Thy name
For they guarded are by Thee
And a blessing rich, O Lord
To the righteous Thou wilt yield
Thou wilt compass him about
With Thy favor as a shield
