The Psalms of David
Day 2. Morning Prayer
I Will give thanks
unto thee, O Lord, with my whole heart : I will speak of all thy
2 I will be
glad and rejoice in thee : yea, my songs will I make of thy Name, O
thou most Highest.
3 While mine
enemies are driven back : they shall fall and perish at thy
4 For thou
hast maintained my right and my cause : thou art set in the throne
that judgest right.
5 Thou hast
rebuked the heathen, and destroyed the ungodly : thou hast put out
their name for ever and ever.
6 O thou
enemy, destructions are come to a perpetual end : even as the
cities which thou hast destroyed, their memorial is perished with
7 But the
Lord shall endure for ever : he hath also prepared his seat for
8 For he
shall judge the world in righteousness : and minister true
judgement unto the people.
9 The Lord
also will be a defence for the oppressed : even a refuge in due
time of trouble.
10 And they
that know thy Name will put their trust in thee : for thou, Lord,
hast never failed them that seek thee.
11 O praise
the Lord which dwelleth in Sion : shew the people of his
12 For when
he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them : and
forgetteth not the complaint of the poor.
13 Have mercy
upon me, O Lord; consider the trouble which I suffer of them that
hate me : thou that liftest me up from the gates of death.
14 That I may
shew all thy praises within the ports of the daughter of Sion : I
will rejoice in thy salvation.
heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made : in the same net
which they hid privily, is their foot taken.
16 The Lord
is known to execute judgement : the ungodly is trapped in the work
of his own hands.
17 The wicked
shall be turned into hell : and all the people that forget God.
18 For the
poor shall not alway be forgotten : the patient abiding of the meek
shall not perish for ever.
19 Up, Lord,
and let not man have the upper hand : let the heathen be judged in
20 Put them
in fear, O Lord : that the heathen may know themselves to be but
Ut quid, Domine?
Why standest thou so
far off, O Lord : and hidest thy face in the needful time of
2 The ungodly
for his own lust doth persecute the poor : let them be taken in the
crafty wiliness that they have imagined.
3 For the
ungodly hath made boast of his own heart's desire : and speaketh
good of the covetous, whom God abhorreth.
4 The ungodly
is so proud, that he careth not for God : neither is God in all his
5 His ways
are alway grievous : thy judgements
are far above out of his sight, and therefore defieth he all his
6 For he hath
said in his heart, Tush, I shall never be cast down : there shall
no harm happen unto me.
7 His mouth
is full of cursing, deceit, and fraud : under his tongue is
ungodliness and vanity.
8 He sitteth
lurking in the thievish corners of the streets : and privily in his
lurking dens doth he murder the innocent; his eyes are set against
9 For he
lieth waiting secretly, even as a lion lurketh he in his den : that
he may ravish the poor.
10 He doth
ravish the poor : when he getteth him into his net.
11 He falleth
down, and humbleth himself : that the congregation of the poor may
fall into the hands of his captains.
12 He hath
said in his heart, Tush, God hath forgotten : he hideth away his
face, and he will never see it.
13 Arise, O
Lord God, and lift up thine hand : forget not the poor.
should the wicked blaspheme God : while he doth say in his heart,
Tush, thou God carest not for it.
thou hast seen it : for thou beholdest ungodliness and wrong.
16 That thou
mayest take the matter into thy hand : the poor committeth himself
unto thee; for thou art the helper of the friendless.
17 Break thou
the power of the ungodly and malicious : take away his ungodliness,
and thou shalt find none.
18 The Lord
is King for ever and ever : and the heathen are perished out of the
19 Lord, thou
hast heard the desire of the poor : thou preparest their heart, and
thine ear hearkeneth thereto;
20 To help
the fatherless and poor unto their right : that the man of the
earth be no more exalted against them.
In the Lord put I my
trust : how say ye then to my soul, that she should flee as a bird
unto the hill?
2 For lo, the
ungodly bend their bow, and make ready their arrows within the
quiver : that they may privily shoot at them which are true of
3 For the
foundations will be cast down : and what hath the righteous
4 The Lord is
in his holy temple : the Lord's seat is in heaven.
5 His eyes
consider the poor : and his eye-lids try the children of men.
6 The Lord
alloweth the righteous : but the ungodly, and him that delighteth
in wickedness, doth his soul abhor.
7 Upon the
ungodly he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, storm and tempest
: this shall be their portion to drink.
8 For the
righteous Lord loveth righteousness : his countenance will behold
the thing that is just.
Text from The Book of Common Prayer, the
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