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13 Oh that My people would be wise, To serve Me all their days!
And oh that Israel would advise
To walk My righteous ways!
14 Then would I soon bring down their foes,
And turn My hand against all those
15 Who hate the Lord should then be fain
But they, His people, should remain ;
16 And He would feed them from the shock
4 Defend the poor and desolate,
Of wicked men the low estate
5 They know not, nor will understand;
The earth's foundations all are moved,
6 I said that ye were gods, yea all The sons of God Most High;
7 But ye shall die like men, and fall As other princes die.
8 Rise, God; judge Thou the earth in might;
For Thou art He who shalt by right
I BE not Thou silent now at length;
2 For lo! Thy furious foes now swell,
And they that hate Thee, proud and fell,
3 Against Thy people they contrive
Their plots and counsels deep; Them to ensnare they chiefly strive Whom Thou dost hide and keep.
14 As, when an aged wood takes fire
The greedy flame runs higher and higher,
15 So with Thy whirlwind them pursue, And with Thy tempest chase;
16 And till they yield Thee honour due, Lord, fill with shame their face.
17 Ashamed and troubled let them be, Troubled and shamed for ever,
Ever confounded, and so die
With shame, and 'scape it never.
18 Then shall they know that Thou, whose name
Art the Most High, and Thou the same
I How lovely are Thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hosts, how dear
The pleasant tabernacles are
2 My soul doth long and almost die
3 There even the sparrow, freed from wrong,
The swallow there, to lay her young,
Hath built her brooding nest;
Even by thy altars, Lord of Hosts,
And home they fly from round the coasts
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!
6 They pass through Baca's thirsty vale,
As through a fruitful watery dale
7 They journey on from strength to strength
Till all before our God at length
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 annointed dear.
10 For one day in Thy courts to be
Is better and more blest
Than in the joys of vanity
A thousand days at best.