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Wilt thou be angry | with us—for ever?
Show us thy | mercy,—0 | Lord,
For he will speak peace unto his people
and to-his saints : But let them not | turn—a gain-to | folly. Surely his salvation is nigh | them—that I fear
That I glory-may | dwell in-our | land.
Mercy and truth are met-together; Righteousness and peace-have | kissed-each |
other. Truth shall spring out of—the earth; And righteousness shall—look | down-from
Yea, the Lord shall give | that which is | good;
THE Lord reigneth, he is | clothed - with
majesty; The Lord is clothed with strength, where |
with—he hath girded-him | self: The world also-is established, That-it cannot—be moved.
Thy throne is es | tablished-of old:
have lifted-up their voice:
The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of
ma-ny | waters, Yea, than the | migh—ty 1 waves—of the sea. Thy testimonies are | ve-ry / sure : Holiness becometh thine | house,—0 | Lord,
for | ever.
O COME, let us sing | unto—the Lord :
our-sal | vation. Let us come before his presence with I th—anks |
giving, And make a joyful | noise-unto | him—with |
For the Lord | is a-great | God,
The sea is his | and—he | made it :-
For he is—our | God :
sheep-of hi-s | hand.
As in the pro—vo | cation,
Forty years long
said, It is a people that do I err in-their | heart, , And they I have not known-my | ways:
Unto whom I | sware in-my | wrath,
LORD, thou hast been our dwelling place in |
all-gener | ations. Before the mountains-were brou-ght |
Or ever thou hadst formed the earth—and the
world, Even from everlasting to ever | last—ing, I thou—
art | God.
Thou turnest man-to destruction ;
yesterday | when-it is | past, And | asma / watch-in the night. Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they |
are asma | sleep : In the morning they are like | grass—which
grow-eth up. In the morning it flourisheth, and | grow-eth |
up; In the evening | it is - cut | down, — and I
For we are consumed by thine anger, and by
thy wrath—are we troubled. Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our
secret . sins—in the light of-thy | counteFor all our days are passed away | in—thy |
wrath: We spend our | years—as a | tale that-is | told.
The days of our years are threescore years—
and | ten; And if by reason of strength—they be four
score years, Yet is their strength | labour—and | sorrow; For it is soon cut off,—and we | fly—a | way.
Who knoweth the power of—thine anger? Even according to thy | fea—r, so is—thy |
wrath. So teach us to number—our days, That we may ap | ply-our hearts—unto I
Return, O | Lord,—how | long ?
servants. O satisfy us early | with—thy | mercy; That we may rejoice and be gla—d | all-our |
Make us glad according to the days wherein |
thou hast-afflicted us, And the years where | in-we | have seen |
evil. Let thy work appear | unto—thy | servants, And thy | glomry | unto—their children.
And let the beauty
up | on us; Yea, the work of our | hands es / tablish
thou | it.