21 The ungodly borroweth, and payeth not a-gain : And maketh his way ac-cepta-ble to him-self. 24 Though he fall, he shall not be cast a-way: For the Lord up-holdeth him with his hand. 25 I have been young, and now am old: And yet saw I never the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging their bread. 26 The righteous is ever merciful, and lendeth: And his seed is blessed. 27 Flee from evil, and do the thing that is good: And dwell for e-ver-more. 28 For the Lord loveth the thing that is right: He forsaketh not his that be godly, but they are pre-served for ever. 29 The unrighteous shall be punished: As for the seed of the ungodly, it shall be root-ed out. 30 The righteous shall in-herit the land: And dwell there-in for ever. 31 The mouth of the righteous is exer-cised in wisdom: And his tongue will be talking of judgement. 32 The law of his God is in his heart: And his go-ings shall not slide. 33 The ungodly seeth the righteous: And seeketh oc-casion to slay him. 34 The Lord will not leave him in his hand : Nor condemn him when he is judged. 35 Hope thou in the Lord, and keep his way, and he shall promote thee, that thou shalt pos-sess the land: When the ungodly shall per-ish, thou shalt see it. 36 I myself have seen the ungodly in great power : And flourishing like a green bay-tree. 37 I went by, and lo, he was gone : I sought him, but his place could no-where be found. 38 Keep innocency, and take heed unto the thing that is right: For that shall bring a man peace at the last. 39 As for the transgressors, they shall perish to-gether: And the end of the ungodly is, they shall be rooted out at the last. 40 But the salvation of the righteous cometh of the Lord: Who is also their strength in the time of trouble. 41 And the Lord shall stand by them, and save them : He shall deliver them from the ungodly, and shall save them, because they put their trust in him. DAY 8.] PUT Morning Prayer. PSALM XXXVIII. Domine, ne in furore. UT me not to rebuke, O Lord, in thine anger : 2 For thine arrows stick fast in me: And thy hand presseth me sore. 3 There is no health in my flesh, because of thy dis-pleasure: Neither is there any rest in my bones, by rea-son of my sin. 4 For my wickednesses are gone over my head: And are like a sore burden, too heavy for me to bear. 5 My wounds stink, and are cor-rupt : Through my fool-ish-ness. 6 I am brought into so great trouble and misery: That I go mourn-ing all the day long. 7 For my loins are filled with a sore dis-ease: And there is no whole part in my body. 8 I am feeble, and sore smitten : I have roared for the very dis-quiet-ness of my heart. 9 Lord, thou knowest all my de-sire: And my groaning is not hid from thee. 10 My heart panteth, my strength hath fail-ed me: And the sight of mine eyes is gone from me. 11 My lovers and my neighbours did stand looking up-on my trouble: And my kins-men stood afar off. 12 They also that sought after my life laid snares for me: And they that went about to do me evil talked of wickedness, and imagined de-ceit all the day long. 13 As for me, I was like a deaf man, and heard not: And as one that is dumb, who doth not open his mouth. 14 I became even as a man that hear-eth not: And in whose mouth are no re-proofs. 15 For in thee, O Lord, have I put my trust : Thou shalt answer for me, O Lord my God. 16 I have required that they, even mine enemies, should not tri-umph over-me: For when my foot slipped, they re-joi-ced greatly a-gainst me. 17 And I, truly, am set in the plague: And my heaviness is ev-er in my sight. 18 For I will con-fess my wickedness . And be sor-ry for my sin. 19 But mine enemies live, and are mighty: And they that hate me wrongfully are· many in number. 20 They also that reward evil for good are a-gainst.me : Because I follow the thing that good is. 21 Forsake me not, O Lord my God: Be not thou far from me. 22 Haste thee to help me : I O Lord God of my sal-vation. PSALM XXXIX. Dixi, custodiam. SAID, I will take heed to my ways: That I of-fend not in my tongue. 2 I will keep my mouth as it were with a bridle : While the un-godly is in my sight. 3 I held my tongue, and spake nothing : I kept silence, yea, even from good words; but it was pain and grief to me. 4 My heart was hot within me, and while I was thus musing the fire kindled : And at the last I spake with my tongue; 5 Lord, let me know mine end, and the number of my days: That I may be certified how long I have to live. 6 Behold, thou hast made my days as it were a span long : And mine age is even as nothing in respect of thee; and verily every man living is al-to-ge-ther vanity. 7 For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth him-self in vain : He heapeth up riches, and cannot tell who shall ga-ther them. 8 And now, Lord, what is my hope : Truly my hope is even in thee. 9 Deliver me from all mine of-fences: And make me not a re-buke un-to the foolish. 10 I became dumb, and opened not my mouth: For it was thy doing. 11 Take thy plague a-way from me : I am even consumed by the means of thy hea-vy hand. 12 When thou with rebukes dost chasten man for sin, thou makest his beauty to consume away, like as it were a moth fretting a garment: Every man there-fore is but vanity. 13 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and with thine ears con-sider my calling: Hold not thy peace at my tears. 14 For I am a stranger with thee : And a sojourner, as all my fa-thers were. 15 O spare me a little, that I may re-cover my strength : Before I go hence, and be no more seen. PSALM XL. Expectans expectavi. WAITED patiently for the Lord: I And he inclined undone, and heard my calling. 2 He brought me also out of the horrible pit, out of the mire and clay : And set my feet upon the rock, and or-der-ed my goings. 3 And he hath put a new song in my mouth : Even a thanks-giving un-to our God. 4 Many shall see it, and fear: And shall put their trust in the Lord. 5 Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in the Lord: And turned not unto the proud, and to such as go a-bout with lies. 6 O Lord my God, great are the wondrous works which thou hast done, like as be also thy thoughts which are to us-ward: And yet there is no man that ordereth them un-to thee. 7 If I should declare them, and speak of them : They should be more than I am a-ble to ex-press. 8 Sacrifice, and meat-offering, thou would-est not: But mine ears hast thou opened. 9 Burnt-offerings, and sacrifice for sin, hast thou not re-quired: Then said I, Lo, I come, 10 In the volume of the book it is written of me, that I should fulfil thy will, O my God: I am content to do it; yea, thy law is with-in my heart. 11 I have declared thy righteousness in the great con-gregation: Lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Lord, and that thou knowest. 12 I have not hid thy righteousness with-in my heart: My talk hath been of thy truth, and of thy sal-vation. 13 I have not kept back thy loving mercy and truth: From the great con-gre-gation. 14 Withdraw not thou thy mercy from me, O Lord: Let thy loving-kindness and thy truth alway pre-serve me. E 15 For innumerable troubles are come about me; my sins have taken such hold upon me that I am not able to look up: Yea, they are more in number than the hairs of my head, and my heart hath failed me. 16 O Lord, let it be thy pleasure to de-liver-me: Make haste, O Lord, to help me. 17 Let them be ashamed and confounded together, that seek after my soul to de-stroy it : Let them be driven backward and put to re-buke that wish me evil. 18 Let them be desolate, and re-warded with shame : That say unto me, Fie up-on thee, fie up-on thee. 19 Let all those that seek thee be joyful and glad in thee: And let such as love thy salvation say alway, The Lord be praised. 20 As for me, I am poor and needy: But the Lord ca-reth for me. 21 Thou art my helper and re-deemer : Make no long tarry-ing, O my God. Evening Prayer. PSALM XLI. Beatus qui intelligit. BLESSED is he that considereth the poor and need. The Lord shall deliver him in the time of trouble. 2 The Lord preserve him, and keep him alive, that he may be blessed up-on earth: And deliver not thou him into the will of his enemies. 3 The Lord comfort him, when he lieth sick up-on his bed: Make thou all his bed in his sickness. 4 I said, Lord, be merciful un-to me: Heal my soul, for I have sinned a-gainst thee. 5 Mine enemies speak evil of me: When shall he die, and his name perish? 6 And if he come to see me he speak-eth vanity : And his heart conceiveth falsehood within himself, and when he cometh forth he tell-eth it. 7 All mine enemies whisper to-gether a-gainst me: Even against me do they i-magine this evil. 8 Let the sentence of guiltiness pro-ceed a-gainst him: And now that he lieth, let him rise up no more. 9 Yea, even mine own familiar friend, whom I trusted: Who did also eat of my bread, hath laid great wait for me. |