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3 Against thy people they contrive
Their plots and counsels deep; Them to ensnare they chiefly strive,
Whom thou dost hide and keep.
4 Come! let us cut them off, say they,
Till they no nation be;
Be lost in memory.
5 For they consult with all their might,
And all, as one in mind, Themselves against thee they unite,
And in firm union bind.
6 The tents of Edom, and the brood
Of scornful Ishmaël :
That in the desert dwell:
7 Gebal and Ammon there conspire,
And hateful Amalec;
Whose bounds the sea doth check.
8 With them great Asher also bands,
And doth confirm the knot:
To aid the sons of Lot.
9 Do to them as to Midian bold,
That wasted all the coast ; To Sisera; and, as is told,
Thou didst to Jabin's host :
When at the brook of Kishon old,
They were repulsed and slain ; 10 At Endor quite cut off, and rolld
As dung upon the plain.
11 As Zeb and Oreb evil sped,
So let their princes speed;
So let their princes bleed.
12 For they amidst their pride have said,
By right now shall we seize
Their stately palaces.
13 My God! oh! make them as a wheel,
No quiet let them find:
Like stubble from the wind.
14 As when an aged wood takes fire
Which on a sudden strays ;
Till all the mountains blaze:
15 So with thy whirlwind them pursue,
And with thy tempest chase; 16 And till they yield thee honor due,
Lord! fill with shame their face.
17 Ashamed, and troubled, let them be,
Troubled, and shamed for ever ;
With shame, and ’scape it never.
18 Then shall they know, that Thou, whose Name
Jehovah is alone,
O'er all the earth art One.
O Lord of Hosts ! how dear
Where thou dost dwell so near!
2 My soul doth long and almost die
Thy courts, O Lord! to see;
O living God! for thee.
3 There even the sparrow, freed from wrong,
Hath found a house of rest :
Hath built her brooding nest;
Even by thy altars, Lord of Hosts !
They find their safe abode ;
Toward thee, my King ! my God! 4 Happy, who in thy house reside,
Where thee they ever praise ! 5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,
And in their hearts thy ways!
That dry and barren ground;
Where springs and showers abound.
7 They journey on from strength to strength
With joy and gladsome cheer,
In Sion do appear. 8 Lord God of Hosts! hear now my prayer,
O Jacob's God give ear; 9 Thou God, our shield ! look on the face
Of thy anointed dear.
Is better, and more bless'd,
A thousand days at best.
Had rather keep a door,
With sin for evermore. 11 For God the Lord, both sun and shield,
Gives grace and glory bright;
Whose ways are just and right. 12 Lord God of Hosts, that reign'st on high!
That man is truly bless’d,
And in thee only rest.
PSALM LXXXV. 1 Thy land to favor graciously
Thou has not, Lord! been slack;
Returned Jacob back.
2 The' iniquity thou didst forgive
That wrought thy people woe; And all their sin, that did thee grieve,
Hast hid where none shall know.
3 Thine anger all thou hadst removed
And calmly didst return From thy fierce wrath which we had proved
Far worse than fire to burn.
4 God of our saving health and peace !
Turn us, and us restore :
Towards us, and chide no more.
5 Wilt thou be
From age to age on us?
6 Wilt thou not turn and hear our voice,
And us again revive,
By thee preserved alive?
7 Cause us to see thy goodness, Lord !
To us thy mercy show:
And life in us renew.
8 And now, what God the Lord will speak,
I will go straight and hear :
And to his saints full dear.