1 Thou hast been merciful indeed,
O Lord, unto thy land;
For thou restored'st Jacob's seed
from thraldom by strong hand:
2 The wicked ways, that they were in,
thou didst them clean remit;
And thou didst hide thy people's sin,
full close thou cover'dst it:
3 And thou thy anger didst asswage,
that all thy wrath was gone;
And so didst turn thee from thy rage,
with them to be at one.
4 O God our help, do thou convert
thy people unto thee,
Put all thy wrath from us apart,
and angry cease to be.
5 Shall thy fierce anger never end,
but still be pour'd on us?
And shall thy wrath itself extend
unto all ages thus?
6 Wilt thou not rather turn again,
and quicken us, that we
And all thy folk that yet remain
may glad and joyful be?
7 O Lord, on us do thou declare
thy goodness to our wealth;
Shew forth to us, and do not spare
thy aid and saving health.
8 I'll hear what God the Lord doth say,
to his he speaketh peace,
And to his saints, that never they
return to foolishness.
9 For why? his help is still at hand
to such as do him fear,
Whereby great glory in our land
shall dwell and flourish there,
10 For truth and mercy there shall meet
in one to take their place,
And peace shall justice with kiss greet,
and there they shall embrace.
11 Truth from the earth shall spring apace,
and flourish pleasantly;
So righteousness shall shew her face,
and look from heav'n most high.
12 Yea, God himself doth take in hand
to give us each good thing,
And through the coasts of all the land
the earth her fruit shall bring.
13 Before his face shall justice go,
like to a guide or stay;
He shall direct his steps also,
and keep them in the way.
Source: The Whole Book of Psalms #LXXXV