1 O Lord thon favour'd hast thy land;
Of Jacob the cpativity,
Thou hast returned with thine hand,
2 Thou also the iniquity;
Hast of the people pardoned;
Thou all their sin hast covered. Selah.
3 Thou all thine anger didst withdraw,
From thy fierce indignation,
Thou turned hast thy self away.
4 O God of our salvation,
Convert thou us, and do thou make
Thine anger towards us to slack.
5 Aye shall thy wrath be us upon?
Wilt thou thine indignation
Draw out to generation,
And unto generation?
6 Wilt thou not turn and quicken us,
That joy in thee thy folk may thus?
7 Lord on us show thy mercy great
Thy saving health on us bestow.
8 I'll hear what God the Lord will speak,
For he'll speak peace his people to
And to his saints; but let not them
To foolishness return again.
9 His saving health is nigh at hand,
Surely to all that do him fear,
That glory may dwell in our land,
10 Mercy and truth are met full near?
Prosperity and righteousness
Embracing did each other kiss.
11 Truth springs out of the earth, also
From heaven looketh righteousness.
12 Yea, God shall that that's good bestow,
And our land shall yield her increase.
Justice shall go before his face,
And in the way her steps shall place.
|First Line:||O Lord, thou favored hast thy land|
|Title:||To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the Sons of Korah|