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Our ears have heard Our fathers tell
Author: T. S. Hymnal: The Whole Book of Psalms #XLIV (1790) Lyrics: 1 Our ears have heard our fathers tell,
and rev'rently record
The wond'rous works, that thou hast done
in ancient time, O Lord.
2 How thou didst drive the heathen out
with a most powerful hand,
Planting our fathers in their place,
and gav'st to them their land.
3 They conquer'd not by their own sword
the land wherein they dwell;
But by thy hand, thy arm, and grace,
because thou lov'dst them well.
4 Thou art my King, O God, who sav'st
Jacob in sundry wise;
Led with thy pow'r we threw down such
as did against us rise.
5 I trusted not in bow nor sword,
they could not save me sound;
Thou kept'st us from our foes great rage,
and didst them all confound.
6 And still we boast of thee our God,
and praise thy holy name;
Yet now thou go'st not with our host,
but leavest us to shame.
7 Thou mad'st us flee before our foes,
so were we over-trod;
They did us rob, and spoil our goods,
we were dispers'd abroad.
8 Thou hast us given to our foes,
as sheep for to be slain;
Amongst the heathen every where
we scatter'd do remain.
9 Thy people thou hast sold like slaves,
and as a thing of naught;
For profit none thou hadst thereby,
no gain at all was sought.
10 And to our neighbors thou hast made
of us a laughing-stock;
And those that round about us dwell,
at us do grin and mock.
The Second Part.
11 Thus we serve for no other use,
but for a common talk;
They mock, they scorn, they shake their heads,
wherever they do walk.
12 With shame and great confusion I
afflicted am full sore;
Yea, so I blush, that all my face
with red is covered o'er.
13 For why? We hear such sland'rous words,
such false reports and lies,
That death it is to see their wrongs,
their threatnings, and their cries.
14 For all this, we forgot not thee,
nor yet thy cov'nant brake;
We turn'd not back our hearts from thee,
nor did thy paths forsake,
15 Yet thou hast trod us down to dust,
where dens of dragons be,
And cover'd us with shade of death,
and great adversity.
16 If we God's Name forgotten have,
and help of idols sought,
Shall he not search and find it out?
for he doth know our thought.
17 But 'tis for thy name's sake, O Lord,
we always are slain thus,
As sheep into the shambles sent,
ev'n so they deal with us.
18 Up, Lord, why sleepest thou? awake,
for ever leave us not;
Why hidest thou thy countenance?
our thrall thou hast forgot.
19 Ev'n to the dust our soul is brought,
our troubles so increase:
Our belly cleaveth to the ground,
our grief no time doth cease;
20 Rise up therefore for our defence,
and help us, Lord, at need:
We, for thy goodness, thee beseech,
to rescue us with speed. Scripture: Psalm 44 Languages: English
Our ears have heard Our fathers tell
Deus autibus
Author: T. S. Hymnal: The Whole Booke of Psalmes #22b (1640) First Line: Our eares have heard our fathers tell Lyrics: 1 Our eares have heard our fathers tell,
and reverently record,
The wondrous works that thou hast done
in alder time, O Lord.
2 How thou didst cast the Gentiles out
and stroldst them with strong hand:
Planting our fathers in their place,
and gav'st to them their land,
3 They conquered not by sword nor strength
the land of thy behest:
But by thy hand, thy arm, and grace,
because thou lov'dst them best.
4 Thou art my King, O God who holp
Jacob in sundry wise:
5 Led with thy power, we threw down such
as did against us rise.
6 I trusted not in bow nor sword,
they could not save me sound:
7 Thou keptst us from our enemies rage,
and didst our foes confound.
8 And still we boast of thee our God,
and praise thy holy Name:
9 Yet now thou go'st not with our host,
but leavest us to shame.
10 Thou mad'st us flie before our foes,
and so were over-trod;
Our enemies rob'd, and spoil'd our goods
we were sperst abroad.
11 Thou hast us given to our foes,
as sheep for to be slaine:
Amongst the heathen every where
scattered we do remain.
12 Thy people thou hast sold like slaves,
and as a thing of nought:
For profit none thou hadst thereby,
no gaine at all was sought.
13 And to our neighbours thou hast made
of us a laughing stock:
And those that round about us dwell,
at us do grin and mock.
The second Part.
14 Thus we serve for no other use,
but for a common talk:
They mock, they scorn, they nod their heads
where ere they go or walk.
15 I am asham'd continually
to heare these wicked men:
Yea so I blush, that all my face
with red is covered then.
16 For why? we heare such slanderous words,
such false reports and lies;
That death it is to see their wrongs,
their threatnings, and their cries.
17 For all this we forgot not thee,
nor yet thy covenant brake:
18 We turn not back our hearts from thee,
nor yet thy paths forsake.
19 Yet thou hast trod us down to dust,
where dens of dragons be:
And covered us with shade of death,
and great adversity.
20 If we had our Gods name forgot,
and help of Idols sought,
21 Would not God then have tri'd this out
for he doth know our thought?
22 Nay, nay, for thy Names sake O Lord
alwayes are we slaine thus:
As sheep into the shambles sent,
right so they deale with us.
23 Up, Lord, why sleepest thou? awake,
and leave us not for all:
24 Why hidest thou thy countenance,
and dost forget our thrall.
25 For down to dust our soul is brought
and we now at last call:
Our belly like as it wer gl'd,
unto the ground cleaves fast.
26 Rise up therefore for our defence,
and help us (Lord) at need:
We thee beseech for thy goodnesse,
to rescue us with speed. Scripture: Psalm 44 Languages: English Tune Title: [Our ears have heard our fathers tell]
Deus autibus
