Nevertheless I am continually with thee: Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel, And afterward receive me to glory. Whom have I in heaven but thee? And there is none upon earth that I desire beside thee. But God is the strength of my heart and my portion for ever. For, lo, they that are far from thee shall perish : Thou hast destroyed all them that go a whoring from thee. I have made the Lord God my refuge, PSALM LXXVII. I will cry unto God with my voice; Even unto God with my voice, and he will give ear unto me. In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord: My hand was stretched out in the night, and slacked not; I remember God, and am disquieted: I complain, and my spirit is overwhelmed. Thou holdest mine eyes watching: I am so troubled that I cannot speak. I call to remembrance my song in the night: Hath God forgotten to be gracious? Hath he in anger shut up his tender mercies? And I said, This is my infirmity; But I will remember the years of the right hand of the Most High. I will make mention of the deeds of the Lord; For I will remember thy wonders of old. I will meditate also upon all thy work, And muse on thy doings. Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: Who is a great god like unto God? Thou art the God that doest wonders: Thou hast made known thy strength among the peoples. The sons of Jacob and Joseph. The waters saw thee, O God; The waters saw thee, they were afraid: The depths also trembled. The clouds poured out water; The skies sent out a sound: Thine arrows also went abroad. The voice of thy thunder was in the whirlwind; The earth trembled and shook. Thy way was in the sea, And thy paths in the great waters, Thou leddest thy people like a flock, PSALM LXXX. Give ear, O Shepherd of Israel, Thou that leadest Joseph like a flock; Thou that sittest upon the cherubim, shine forth. Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up thy might, And come to save us. Turn us again, O God; And cause thy face to shine, and we shall be saved. O Lord God of hosts, How long wilt thou be angry against the prayer of thy people? Thou hast fed them with the bread of tears, And given them tears to drink in large measure. And cause thy face to shine, and we shall be saved. Thou didst drive out the nations, and plantedst it. And it took deep root, and filled the land. The mountains were covered with the shadow of it, And her shoots unto the River. Why hast thou broken down her fences, So that all they which pass by the way do pluck her? And the wild beasts of the field feed on it. Turn again, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: Look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine, And the branch that thou madest strong for thyself, They perish at the rebuke of thy countenance. Let thy hand be upon the man of thy right hand, Upon the son of man whom thou madest strong for thyself. So shall we not go back from thee: Quicken thou us, and we will call upon thy name. Turn us again, O Lord God of hosts; CAUSE THY FACE TO SHINE, AND WE SHALL BE SAVED. PSALM LXXXI. Sing aloud unto God our strength: Make a joyful noise unto the God of Jacob. Blow up the trumpet in the new moon, At the full moon, on our solemn feast day. For it is a statute for Israel, An ordinance of the God of Jacob. He appointed it in Joseph for a testimony, Thou calledst in trouble, and I delivered thee; Neither shalt thou worship any strange god. I am the Lord thy God, Which brought thee up out of the land of Egypt: But my people hearkened not to my voice; And Israel would none of me. So I let them go after the stubbornness of their heart, Oh that my people would hearken unto me, I should soon subdue their enemies, And turn my hand against their adversaries. The haters of the Lord should submit themselves unto him: But their time should endure for ever. He should feed them also with the finest of the wheat: And with honey out of the rock should I satisfy thee. PSALM LXXXIV. How amiable are thy tabernacles, O Lord of Hosts! My soul longeth, yea, even fainteth for the courts of the Lord; My heart and my flesh cry out unto the living God. Yea, the sparrow hath found her an house, And the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, Even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, My King, and my God. Blessed are they that dwell in thy house: They will be still praising thee. Blessed is the man whose strength is in thee; In whose heart are the high ways to Zion. Passing through the valley of Weeping they make it a place of springs; |