Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold, 'For thou, O LORD, art my refuge!' Thou hast made the Most High thy habitation: Neither shall any plague come nigh thy tent. They shall bear thee up in their hands, Lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: The young lion and the serpent shalt thou trample under feet. "Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: "I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. "He shall call upon me, and I will answer him; "I will be with him in trouble: "I will deliver him, and honour him. "With long life will I satisfy him, "And shew him my salvation." 50 xcii I will triumph in the Works of Thy Hands A Votive Hymn It is a good thing to give thanks unto the LORD, With an instrument of ten strings, and with the psaltery; For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands. How great are thy works, O LORD! Thy thoughts are very deep. A brutish man knoweth not; Neither doth a fool understand this: When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever: But thou, O LORD, art on high for evermore. For, lo, thine enemies, O LORD, for, lo, thine enemies shall perish; All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered. But my horn hast thou exalted like the horn of the wild-ox : I am anointed with fresh oil. Mine eye also hath seen my desire on mine enemies, Mine ears have heard my desire of the evil-doers that The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: To shew that the LORD is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him. xciii Jehovah's Immovable Throne The LORD reigneth; he is apparelled with majesty; The world also is stablished, that it cannot be moved. ing. The floods have lifted up, O LORD, The floods have lifted up their voice; Above the voices of many waters, The mighty breakers of the sea, Thy testimonies are very sure: Holiness becometh thine house, O LORD, for evermore. xciv LORD, How long? O LORD, thou God to whom vengeance belongeth, Render to the proud their desert. I LORD, how long shall the wicked, They prate, they speak arrogantly: All the workers of iniquity boast themselves. They break in pieces thy people, O LORD, And afflict thine heritage. They slay the widow and the stranger, And they say, The LORD shall not see, Consider, ye brutish among the people: The LORD knoweth the thoughts of man, Blessed is the man whom thou chastenest, O LORD, And teachest out of thy law; That thou mayest give him rest from the days of adver sity, Until the pit be digged for the wicked. For the LORD will not cast off his people, Neither will he forsake his inheritance. For judgement shall return unto righteousness: 54 |