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Shall very joyful be;

And in thy saving help rejoice
How fervently shall he!

2 For thou upon him hast bestowed
All that his heart would have;

And thou from him didst not withhold
Whate'er his lips did crave

3 For thou art meeting him with gifts
Of blessings manifold,

And thou dost set upon his head
A crown of purest gold.

4 When he requested life of thee,

Thou life to him didst give;
Ev'n such a length of days, that he
For evermore should live.

5 In that salvation wrought by thee
His glory is made great;
Renown and comely majesty
Thou hast upon him set.

6 Because that thou for evermore
Most blessed hast him made;

And with thy countenance thou hast Made him exceeding glad.

7 Because the king his confidence Upon the Lord doth lay;

He through the grace of God Most High Shall not be moved away.

8 Thine hand shall all those men find out That foes are unto thee;

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Ev'n thy right hand shall find out those Of thee that haters be.

And like a fiery oven thou

Shalt make them in thine ire;

The Lord shall swallow them in wrath,
Devour them shall the fire.

IO Their fruit from earth thou wilt destroy,
Their seed from men among.
For they beyond their might 'gainst
thee

Did mischief plot and wrong.

II For thou wilt make them turn their back,
Thine arrows thou wilt place
Upon thy strings in readiness
To fly against their face.

12 In thine almighty strength, O Lord, Do thou exalted be;

So shall we sing with joyful hearts
And praise thy power shall we.

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1 My God, my God, why hast thou me Forsaken? Why so far

Art thou from helping me and from
My words that groaning are?

2 All day, my God, to thee I cry,
Yet am not heard by thee;
And in the season of the night
I cannot silent be.

3 But thou art holy, thou that dost
Inhabit Isr'el's praise.

Reproach of men I am, and by
The people am despised.

6 All they that see me laugh in scorn;
Shoot out the lip do they;

They nod and shake their heads at me And mocking thus do say:

7 This man did trust in God, that he
Would free him by his might;

Let him deliver him since he
Had in him such delight.

Our fathers hoped in thee; they hoped, 8 But thou art he out of the womb

And thou didst them release.

4 When unto thee they sent their cry, To them deliv'rance came; Because they put their trust in thee, They were not put to shame.

5 But as for me, a worm I am, And as no man am prized;

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That didst me safely take;
When I was on my mother's breast
Thou me to hope didst make.

9 And I was cast upon thy care

Even from my birth till now;

And since my mother bare me, Lord,
My God and guide art thou.

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10 Be not far off, for grief is near And none to help is found.

Bulls many compass me; strong bulls

Of Bashan me surround.

14 For dogs have compassed me about, The wicked that did meet Enclosed me in their company;

They pierced my hands and feet.

II Their mouths they opened wide on me, 15 I all my bones may count; my foes

Upon me gape did they,

Ev'n like a lion ravening

And roaring for his prey.

Upon me look and stare. Upon my vesture lots they cast, And clothes among them share.

12 Like water I'm poured out, my bones 16 But be not far, O Lord my strength,

All out of joint do part;

Within me like to melted wax

So melted is my heart.

With haste give help to me; From sword my soul, from power of My precious life set free.

13 My strength is like a potsherd dried; 17 O from the roaring lion's mouth Together firmly cling

My tongue and jaws, and to the gates Of death thou dost me bring.

My life do thou defend;

Yea, from the horns of unicorns An answer thou didst send.

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PSALM XXII

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thy name;

In midst of the as sembly

I Thy prais es will pro- claim.

18 Then to my brethren I'll declare
The glory of thy name;

In midst of the assembly I
Thy praises will proclaim.

19 Praise

23 All ends of earth remember shall
And turn them to the Lord;
The kindreds of the nations all
To him shall praise accord.

ye the Lord, who do him fear; 24 Because the kingdom to the Lord Him glorify all ye,

The seed of Jacob; fear him all

That Is'rel's children be.

20 For he despised not nor abhorred The afflicted's misery;

Nor from him hid his face, but heard

When he to him did cry.

21 Within the congregation great
My praise shall be of thee;

My vows before them that him fear
Shall be performed by me.

Doth appertain as his;

Among the nations of the world

The governor he is.

25 Earth's fat ones eat and worship shall;
All who to dust descend

Shall bow to him; none of them can
His soul from death defend.

26 A seed shall service do to him;
And to the Lord it shall
Be reckoned through the coming years
To generations all.

22 The meek shall eat and shall be filled; 27 Yea, they shall come and shall declare

They to the Lord shall give

Their praise that after him do seek;

Your heart shall ever live.

His truth and righteousness,
Ev'n to a people yet unborn,
And that he hath done this.

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I My God, my God, O why hast thou
In my distress forsaken me?
O why so far from giving help,
And from mine agonizing plea?
By day, my God, I cry in vain,
By night, yet no relief I gain.

2 But still thou art the holy one,

O thou in Isr'el's praise enthroned;
Our fathers put their trust in thee,

And found their prayer for succor owned;
To thee they cried, deliv'rance came;
They hoped, and were not put to shame.

3 Reproached of men, by all despised,
A worm and not a man am I;
All they that see me laugh in scorn,

They nod, shoot out the lip and cry,
He trusts the Lord, let him defend
And save him, since he is his friend.

4 Thou gavest life, thou mad'st me trust
When I was on my mother's breast;
From birth dependent on thy care,
Thou art my God, in thee I rest.
Be not far off, for grief is nigh;
There's none on whom I can rely.

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