The Holy Bible – Knox Translation
The Book of Psalms
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Psalm 91
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(A psalm. A song. On the sabbath day.)
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Sweet it is to praise the Lord, to sing, most high God, in honour of thy name;
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to proclaim thy mercy and faithfulness at daybreak and at the fall of night.
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Here is a theme for ten-stringed harp and viol, for music of voice and zither;
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so delightsome, Lord, is all thou doest, so thrills my heart at the sight of all thou hast made.
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How magnificent is thy creation, Lord, how unfathomable are thy purposes!
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And still, too dull to learn, too slow to grasp his lesson, the wrong-doer goes on in his busy wickedness.
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Still he thrives, makes a brave show like the grass in spring, yet is he doomed to perish eternally,
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whilst thou, Lord, art for ever exalted on high.
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Vanished away thy enemies, Lord, vanished away, and all their busy wickedness scattered to the winds!
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Strength thy power gives me, that gives strength to the wild oxen; refreshes me as with the touch of pure oil.
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Blessed are these eyes with the sight of my enemies’ downfall, these ears with the tidings of insolent malice defeated.
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The innocent man will flourish as the palm-tree flourishes; he will grow to greatness as the cedars grow on Lebanon.
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Planted in the temple of the Lord, growing up in the very courts of our God’s house,
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the innocent will flourish in a green old age, all freshness and vigour still;
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theirs to proclaim how just is the Lord my refuge, his dealings how clear of wrong.
