1 That man is bless'd who stands in awe
Of God, and loves his sacred law:
His seed on earth shall be renown'd,
And with successive honours crown'd.
2 His house, the seat of wealth shall be
An inexhausted treasury;
His justice, free from all decay,
Shall blessings to his heirs convey.
3 The soul that's fill'd with virtue's light,
Shines brightest in affliction's night:
To pity the distress'd inclin'd,
As well as just to all mankind.
4 His lib'ral favours he extends,
To some he gives, to others lends:
Yet what his charity impairs
He saves by prudence in affairs.
5 Beset with threat'ning dangers round,
Unmov'd shall he maintain his ground:
The sweet remembrance of the just
Shall flourish when he sleeps in dust.
6 Ill tidings never can surprize
His heart that fix'd on God relies:
On safety's rock he sits, and sees
The shipwreck of his enemies.
7 His hands, while they his alms bestow'd,
His glory's future harvest sow'd,
His works of piety and love,
Are known on earth, and own'd above.
8 The wicked shall his triumph see,
And gnash their teeth in agony;
While their unrighteous hopes decay,
And vanish with themselves away.
Source: The Psalms of David: with hymns and spiritual songs: also, the catechism, confession of faith, and liturgy of the Reformed Church in the Netherlands #112