| To the chaunter, a Psalme of the sons of Corah.
Lord, thou barest a love unto thy land, didest bring again the captivity of Jacob.
Thou didest forgive the offense of thy people, and cover all their sins. Selah.
Thou tookest away all thy displeasure, and turnest thyself from thy wrathful displeasure.
Turn us then, O' God our Savior, and let thine anger cease from us.
Wilt thou be displeased with us for ever? Wilt thou stretch out thy wrath from one generation to another? Wilt thou not turn again and quicken us, that thy people may rejoice in thee?
I will harken what the Lord God say, for he shall speak peace unto his people, and to his saints, that they turn not themselves unto foolishness.
For his salvation is nigh them that fear him, so that glory shall dwell in our land.
Mercy and truth are met together, righteousness and peace kiss each other.
Truth shall rise out of the earth, and righteousness shall look down from heaven.
And why? the Lord shall show loving kindness, and our land shall give her increase.
Righteousness shall go before him, and prepare a way for his coming. |
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