To the chief musician, a psalm for the sons of Korah.
1 O LORD, thou hast been to the land
gracious: Jacob’s captivity
thou hast return’d with thy hand.
2 Thou also the iniquity
of thy people hast pardoned:
thou all their sin hath covered. Selah.
3 Thou all thine anger didst withdraw:
from thy fierce indignation
thou hast thy self turn’d away.
4 O God of our salvation
convert thou us; and do thou make
thine anger toward us to slake.
5 Shall thy wrath ever be us on?
wilt thou thine indignation
draw out to generation?
and unto generation?
6 Wilt thou not us reviv’d let be
that thy folk may rejoice in thee.
7 Lord on us shew thy mercy; eke
thy saving health on us bestow.
8 I’ll hark what God the Lord will speak,
for he’ll speak peace his folk unto,
and to his Saints: but let not them
to foolishness return again.
9 Surely his saving health is nigh
unto all them that do him fear;
that in our land may dwell glory.
10 Mercy and truth met together,
prosperity and righteousness
embracing did each other kiss.
11 Truth springs out of the earth: also
from heaven looketh righteousness.
12 Yea, God shall that that’s good bestow
our land eke shall give her increase.
13 Justice shall go before his face,
and in the way her steps shall place.