17 Asham'd and troubl'd let them be,
Troubl'd and sham'd for ever,
Ever confounded, and so die
With shame, [and scape it never.]
18 Then shall they know that thou whose name
Jehova is alone,
Art the most high, [and thou the same]
O're all the earth [art one.]
Psalm LXXXIV.
1 How lovely are thy dwellings fair!
O Lord of Hoasts, how dear
The [pleasant] Tabernacles are!
[Where thou do'st dwell so near.]
2 My Soul doth long and almost die
Thy Courts O Lord to see,
My heart and flesh aloud do crie,
O living God, for thee.
3 There ev'n the Sparrow [freed from wrong]
Hath found a house of [rest,]
The Swallow there, to lay her young
Hath built her [brooding] nest,
Ev'n [by] thy Altars Lord of Hoasts
[They find their safe abode,]
[And home they fly from round the Coasts]
[Toward thee,] My King, my God.
4 Happy, who in thy house reside
Where thee they ever praise,
5 Happy, whose strength in thee doth bide,
And in their hearts thy waies.
6 They pass through Baca's [thirstie] Vale,
[That dry and barren ground]
As through a fruitfull watry Dale
Where Springs and Showrs abound.
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