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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 returned 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 thyself turned 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 show thy mercy; eke thy saving health on us bestow. 8 I’ll heark 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.