Orlando Gibbons - Sing unto the Lord - текст песни (слова)

Sing unto the Lord all ye saints of his
 and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness
 for his anger endures but a moment, in his favour is life.
 Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
 Lord by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong.
 Thou didst hide thy face and I was troubled.
 I cried unto thee, O Lord, and unto the Lord I made my supplication.
 What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit?
 Shall the dust praise thee, shall it declare thy truth?
 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me.
 Lord, be thou my helper.  Ps. 30:4-