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I WILL bless the | Lord-at | all times :
His praise shall con | tin-ually | be in-my

mouth. My soul shall make her boast in the Lord : The humble shall | hear—thereof, | and—be

glad. O magnify the Lord—with / me, And let us ex l'alt-his name—to | gether. I sought the Lord | and—he heard me, And delivered | -from | all-my | fears. They looked unto him, I and—were | lightened : And their faces--were not a shamed. This poor man cried, and the Lo-rd heard him, And saved him, out-of all—his troubles. The angel of the Lord encampeth round about |

them—that | fear him, And-deliver-eth them. O taste and see that the | Lord--is | good : Blessed is the | man—that I trusteth-in | him. O fear the Lord, 1 ye—his saints: For there is no want—to | them—that | fear

him. The young lions do lack, and suffer | hunger : But they that seek the Lord | shall not-want |

any-good | thing. Come, ye children, hearken | un—to me: I will teach-you the fear of—the Lord. What man is he that de sir-eth | life, And loveth many | days,—that he may—see |

good ?


Keep thy | tongue—from evil,
And thy | 'lips—from | speak-ing guile.
Depart from evil, | and-do | good;
Seek | pea-ce, and-pursue it.

The eyes of the Lord are up | on—the |

righteous, And his ears are op—en | unto—their | cry, The face of the Lord is against I them that—do |

evil, To cut off the remembrance of-them from

the earth.

The righteous cry, and the Lo-rd heareth, And delivereth them | out—of | all—their

troubles. The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a | bro

ken heart; And saveth such as | be—of a | con—trite 1


Many are the afflictions of—the righteous; But the Lord delivereth him out of-them

all. He keepeth | all—his bones : Not | one-of them-is broken.

Evil shall | slay—the wicked:
And they that hate the right-eous / shall-

be desolate. The Lord redeemeth the soul of_his servants, And none of them that | trust—in | him

shall be desolate.


THE transgression of the wicked saith with |

in—my heart, That there is no fear of God—be | fore-his |

eyes. For he flattereth himself in his own | eyes, Until his iniquity be fou—nd to-be |

hateful. The words of his mouth are iniquity | and—de |

ceit: He hath left off to be | wi-se, / and to-do |

good. He deviseth mischief up on-his bed ; He setteth himself in a way that is not good : |

hesab horreth—not evil. Thy mercy, O Lord, is in the heavens, And thy faithfulness | reach—eth | unto-the |

clouds. Thy righteousness is like the-great | mounThy I judg—ments | are a-great | deep : O Lord, thou preservest | man—and | beast. How excellent is thy I lov—ing | kindness

O God!
Therefore the children of men , put—their |

Under the / sha-dow of—thy | wings.
They shall be a | bundantly satisfied
With the fat—ness of-thy house;
And thou shalt make them drink
Of the riv-er of_thy pleasures.

tains ;

For with thee is the fountain-of life :
In thy | light-shall | we—see | light.
O continue thy lovingkindness unto | them-

that know thee; And thy righteousness / to—the | upright

in heart.

Let not the foot of pride | come-al gainst me, And let not the hand-of the wicked—re

move me.

There are the workers of in | iqui—ty i fallen : They are cast down, and I shall not be

able to rise.


AS the hart panteth | after-the water brooks,
So panteth my soul-after | thee,–0 | God.
My soul thirsteth for God, for the liv-ing |

God :
When shall I come and ap | pear-be | fore !

God ?

My tears have been my meat | day—and | night, While they continually say unto me,-Where is

th-y | God? When I remember—these things, I pour out--my | sou—1| in me: For I had | gone with—the multitude, I went with them to—the house—of God, With the voice of | joy—and | praise, With a multitude that ke-pt | ho— ly | day.

Why art thou cast down, | 0–my | soul ?
And why art | thou—dis I quiet-ed | in me?
Hope | thou-in God:
For I shall yet praise him | for—the help of-

his countenance.
O my God, my soul is cast | down-with | in me:
Therefore-will-remember thee
From the land of Jordan, I and of—the | Her-

monites, Fr | om—the hi—11 | Mizar. Deep calleth | un-to | deep At the noise of—thy waterspouts : All thy | waves and—thy | billows Ar | e-gone | 0–ver / me. Yet the | Lord—will com | mand His loving | kind-ness | in—the daytime, And in the night his song-shall be with me, And my prayer | unto--the God of-my | life. I will say unto | God-my | rock, Why hast thou-forgotten me? Why I go—I | mourning Because of the op | pres—sion of—the enemy? As with a sword in-my bones, Mine | ene mies—re proach me; While they say daily | un-to me, Whe/ -re | is—thy | God ? Why art thou cast down, 0-my soul? And why art | thou—dis quieted-with | in me? Hope | thou—in | God: For I shall yet praise him, who is the health

of my | counten—ance, / and—my | God.

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