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1God will I bless all times; his praise
my mouth shall still express.
2My soul shall boast in God: the meek
shall hear with joyfulness.
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3Extol the Lord with me, let us
exalt his name together.
4I sought the Lord, he heard, and did
me from all fears deliver.
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5They look'd to him, and lighten'd were:
not shamed were their faces.
6This poor man cry'd, God heard, and sav'd
him from all his distresses.
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7The angel of the Lord encamps,
and round encompasseth
All
those about that do him fear,
and them delivereth.
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8O taste and see that God is good:
who trusts in him is bless'd.
9Fear God his saints: none that him fear
shall be with want oppress'd.
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10The lions young may hungry be,
and they may lack their food:
But
they that truly seek the Lord
shall not lack any good.
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11O children, hither do ye come,
and unto me give ear;
I
shall you teach to understand
how ye the Lord should fear.
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12What man is he that life desires,
to see good would live long?
13Thy lips refrain from speaking guile,
and from ill words thy tongue.
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14Depart from ill, do good, seek peace,
pursue it earnestly.
15God's eyes are on the just; his ears
are open to their cry.
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16The face of God is set against
those that do wickedly,
That
he may quite out from the earth
cut off their memory.
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17The righteous cry unto the Lord,
he unto them gives ear;
And
they out of their troubles all
by him deliver'd are.
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18The Lord is ever nigh to them
that be of broken sp'rit;
To
them he safety doth afford
that are in heart contrite.
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19The troubles that afflict the just
in number many be;
But
yet at length out of them all
the Lord doth set him free.
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20He carefully his bones doth keep,
whatever can befall;
That
not so much as one of them
can broken be at all.
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21Ill shall the wicked slay; laid waste
shall be who hate the just.
22The Lord redeems his servants' souls;
none perish that him trust.
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