Psalm 124
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General Information
Psalm 124 belongs to the so-called Songs of Ascent, in Latin cantica graduum or step songs. There are 15 psalms in the series, apparently referring to the 15 steps of the temple in Jerusalem. Psalm 124 is linked to psalm 121, in that both contain 54 words (in Hebrew), the mathematical value of the verb 'keep', 'guard' - the key theme of both psalms.
Settings by composers
- William Knapp SATB (in English, BCP)
- Johann Walter SATB (German chorale)
- Charles Villiers Stanford Solo or Unison (English)
- Martin Luther SATB, in German
Text and translations
Clementine Vulgate (Psalm 123)Latin text1 Canticum graduum. Nisi quia Dominus erat in nobis, dicat nunc Israël, |
Church of England 1662 Book of Common PrayerEnglish text1 If the Lord himself had not been on our side, now may Israel say: |
Douay-Rheims Bible (Psalm 123)English textA gradual canticle. If it had not been that the Lord was with us, let Israel now say: |
Káldi fordításHungarian textÉnek a fölmenetekre. Ha az Úr velünk nem lett volna, mondja meg most Izrael… |
Statenbijbel (1637)
Dutch text
1 Een lied Hammaaloth, van David. Ten ware de HEERE, Die bij ons geweest is, zegge nu Israël,
2 Ten ware de HEERE, Die bij ons geweest is, als de mensen tegen ons opstonden;
3 Toen zouden zij ons levend verslonden hebben, als hun toorn tegen ons ontstak.
4 Toen zouden ons de wateren overlopen hebben; een stroom zou over onze ziel gegaan zijn.
5 Toen zouden de stoute wateren over onze ziel gegaan zijn.
6 De HEERE zij geloofd, Die ons in hun tanden niet heeft overgegeven tot een roof.
7 Onze ziel is ontkomen, als een vogel uit den strik der vogelvangers; de strik is gebroken, en wij zijn ontkomen.
8 Onze hulp is in den Naam des HEEREN, Die hemel en aarde gemaakt heeft.
Metrical Paraphrase by Isaac Watts, 1719
English text
A song for the fifth of November.
Had not the Lord, may Israel say,
Had not the Lord maintained our side,
When men, to make our lives a prey,
Rose like the swelling of the tide;
The swelling tide had stopped our breath,
So fiercely did the waters roll,
We had been swallowed deep in death;
Proud waters had o'erwhelmed our soul.
We leap for joy, we shout and sing,
Who just escaped the fatal stroke;
So flies the bird with cheerful wing,
When once the fowler's snare is broke.
For ever blessed be the Lord,
Who broke the fowler's cursed snare,
Who saved us from the murdering sword,
And made our lives and souls his care.
Our help is in Jehovah's name,
Who formed the earth and built the skies:
He that upholds that wondrous frame
Guards His own church with watchful eyes.