PLII. To the chief Musician, Maschil, A Psalm of David

1 O man of might, wherefore dost thou
Thus boast thy self in ill?
The goodness of the mighty God,
Endureth ever still.
2 Thy tongue injurious mischief doth
Presumptuously devise;
And like unto a razor sharp
It works deceitful lies.

3 Thou lovest evil more than good,
More to speak lies than right.
4 O guileful tongue, thou dost in all
Devouring words delight.
5 God shall likewise for evermore
Destroying thee deface:
He shall thee take away and pluck
Thee from thy dwelling place.

Out of the land o' th' living ones
He also will root thee: Selah.
6 The just shall fear and laugh at him
When this thing they shall see.
7 Lo this man made not God his strength;
But put his trust upon
His store of wealth; he strengthned was
In his transgression.

8 But in the house of God am I
Like as an olive green;
In God's benignity for aye
And aye my trust hath been.
9 Because that hou this thing hast done,
I'll praise thee evermore:
And on thy name will wait, for this
Is good thy saints before.

Text Information
First Line: O man of might, wherefore dost thou
Title: To the chief Musician, Maschil, A Psalm of David
Language: English
Publication Date: 1742
Scripture:
Notes: When Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, and said unto him, David is come to the house of Ahimelech
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