The Psalms of David
Day 18. Evening Prayer
The Lord is King, and hath put on glorious apparel : the Lord hath put on his apparel, and girded himself with strength.
2 He hath made the round world so sure : that it cannot be moved.
3 Ever since the world began hath thy seat been prepared : thou art from everlasting.
4 The floods are risen, O Lord, the floods have lift up their voice : the floods lift up their waves.
5 The waves of the sea are mighty, and rage horribly : but yet the Lord, who dwelleth on high, is mightier.
6 Thy testimonies, O Lord, are very sure : holiness becometh thine house for ever.
O Lord God, to whom vengeance belongeth: thou God, to whom vengeance belongeth, shew thyself.
2 Arise, thou Judge of the world : and reward the proud after their deserving.
3 Lord, how long shall the ungodly : how long shall the ungodly triumph?
4 How long shall all wicked doers speak so disdainfully : and make such proud boasting?
5 They smite down thy people, O Lord : and trouble thine heritage.
6 They murder the widow and the stranger : and put the fatherless to death.
7 And yet they say, Tush, the Lord shall not see : neither shall the God of Jacob regard it.
8 Take heed, ye unwise among the people : O ye fools, when will ye understand?
9 He that planted the ear, shall he not hear : or he that made the eye, shall he not see?
10 Or he that nurtureth the heathen : it is he that teacheth man knowledge, shall not he punish?
11 The Lord knoweth the thoughts of man : that they are but vain.
12 Blessed is the man whom thou chastenest, O Lord : and teachest him in thy law;
13 That thou mayest give him patience in time of adversity : until the pit be digged up for the ungodly.
14 For the Lord will not fail his people : neither will he forsake his inheritance;
15 Until righteousness turn again unto judgement : all such as are true in heart shall follow it.
16 Who will rise up with me against the wicked : or who will take my part against the evil-doers?
17 If the Lord had not helped me : it had not failed but my soul had been put to silence.
18 But when I said, My foot hath slipt : thy mercy, O Lord, held me up.
19 In the multitude of the sorrows that I had in my heart : thy comforts have refreshed my soul.
20 Wilt thou have any thing to do with the stool of wickedness : which imagineth mischief as a law?
21 They gather them together against the soul of the righteous : and condemn the innocent blood.
22 But the Lord is my refuge : and my God is the strength of my confidence.
23 He shall recompense them their wickedness, and destroy them in their own malice : yea, the Lord our God shall destroy them.
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