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HE earth is the Lord's, and the fulness thereof;

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The world and they that dwell therein.

For he hath founded it upon the seas,
And established it upon the floods.

Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord?
And who shall stand in his holy place?
He that hath clean hands, and a pure heart;
Who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity,
Nor sworn deceitfully,

He shall receive the blessing from the Lord,
And righteousness from the God of his salvation.
This is the generation of them that seek Him—
That seek thy face, O Jacob! Selah.

Lift up your heads, O ye gates;

And be ye lifted up, ye everlasting doors;
And the King of glory shall come in.
Who is the King of glory?

The Lord, strong and mighty,
The Lord, mighty in battle.

Lift up your heads, O ye gates!

Even lift them up, ye everlasting doors;

And the King of glory shall come in.
Who is the King of glory?

The Lord of hosts, He is the King of glory.


Without charity, all gifts are as nothing.

THOUGH I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and

Thave not charity, and become as sounding brass, or a tink

ling cymbal. And, though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and, though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing. And, though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and, though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not: charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil; rejoiceth not in iniquity, but,rejoiceth in the truth; beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease, whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away. For we know in part,

and we prophesy in part. But, when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known. And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.



RAISE ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord from the heavens; praise him in the heights. Praise ye him, all his angels; praise ye him, all his hosts. Praise ye him, sun and moon: praise him, all ye stars of light. Praise him, ye heavens of heavens, and ye waters that be above the heavens. Let them praise the name of the Lord: for he commanded, and they were created. He hath also established them forever and ever: he hath made a decree which shall not pass. Praise the Lord from the earth, ye dragons and all deeps: fire, and hail; snow, and vapors; stormy wind fulfilling his word; mountains, and all hills; fruitful trees, and all cedars; beasts, and all cattle; creeping things, and flying fowl; kings of the earth, and all people; princes, and all judges of the earth; both young men, and maidens; old men, and children; let them praise the name of the Lord: for his name, alone is excellent; his glory is above the earth and heaven.

Praise ye the Lord. Praise God in his sanctuary: praise him in the firmament of his power. Praise him for his mighty acts: praise him according to his excellent greatness. Praise him with the sound of the trumpet; praise him with the psaltery and harp. Praise him with the timbrel and dance: praise him with stringed instruments and organs. Praise him upon the loud cymbals: praise him upon the high-sounding cymbals. Let everything that hath breath praise the Lord. Praise ye the Lord.



Translated by Rev. G. R. Noyes.

HEN spake Jehovah to Job out of the whirlwind, and said: Who is this that darkeneth my counsels by words without knowledge?

Gird up thy loins like a man!

I will ask thee, and answer thou me!

Where wast thou when I laid the foundations of the earth? Declare, since thou hast such knowledge!

Who fixed its dimensions? since thou knowest!

Or who stretched out the line upon it?
Upon what were its foundations fixed?
And who laid its corner-stone,

When the morning-stars sang together,
And all the sons of God shouted for joy?

Hast thou penetrated to the springs of the sea,
And walked through the recesses of the deep?
Have the gates of death been disclosed to thee,
And hast thou seen the gates of the shadow of death?
Hast thou surveyed the breadth of the earth?
Declare, since thou knowest it all!

Where is the way by which light is distributed,
And the east wind let loose upon the earth?

Who hath prepared channels for the rain,
And a path for the glittering thunderbolt;

To give rain to the land without an inhabitant;
To the wilderness, where is no man;

To satisfy the desolate and waste ground,

And cause the bud of the tender herb to spring forth?

Canst thou bind the sweet influences of the Pleiades,
Or loosen the bands of Orion?

Canst thou lead forth Mazzaroth in its season,

Or guide Arcturus with his sons?

Knowest thou the ordinances of the heavens?

Hast thou appointed their dominion over the earth?
Canst thou lift up thy voice to the clouds,

So that abundance of waters will cover thee?

Canst thou send forth lightnings, so that they will go, And say to thee, "Here we are"?

Who hath imparted understanding to thy reins,

And given intelligence to thy mind?

Who numbereth the clouds in wisdom?

Hast thou given the horse strength?

Hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?

Hast thou taught him to bound like the locust?

How majestic his snorting! how terrible!

He paweth in the valley; he exulteth in his strength,
And rusheth into the midst of arms.

He laugheth at fear; he trembleth not,
And turneth not back from the sword.
Against him rattleth the quiver,

The flaming spear, and the lance.

With rage and fury he devoureth the ground,
He standeth not still when the trumpet soundeth.
He saith among the trumpets, Aha! aha!

And snuffeth the battle afar off;

The thunder of the captains, and the war-shout.


H! show me where is He,

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The high and holy One,

To whom thou bend'st the knee,

And pray'st-"Thy will be done!"

I hear thy song of praise,

And, lo! no form is near:

Thine eyes I see thee raise,

But where doth God appear?

Oh! teach me who is God, and where His glories shine, That I may kneel and pray, and call thy Father mine.

Gaze on that arch above;

The glittering vault admire.
Who taught those orbs to move?
Who lit their ceaseless fire?

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