The Psalter or Psalms of David
The Twelfth Day.
Morning Prayer.
Psalm 62. Nonne Deo?
MY soul truly waiteth still upon God; * for of him cometh my
salvation.
2 He verily is my strength and my salvation; * he is my defence,
so that I shall not greatly fall.
3 How long will ye imagine mischief against every man? * Ye shall
be slain all the sort of you; yea, as a tottering wall shall
ye be, and like a broken hedge.
4 Their device is only how to put him out whom God will exalt;
* their delight is in lies; they give good words with their mouth,
but curse with their heart.
5 Nevertheless, my soul, wait thou still upon God; * for my hope
is in him.
6 He truly is my strength and my salvation; * he is my defence,
so that I shall not fall.
7 In God is my health and my glory; * the rock of my might; and
in God is my trust.
8 O put your trust in him alway, ye people; * pour out your hearts
before him, for God is our hope.
9 As for the children of men, they are but vanity; the children
of men are deceitful; * upon the weights they are altogether
lighter than vanity itself.
10 O trust not in wrong and robbery; give not yourselves unto
vanity: * if riches increase, set not your heart upon them.
11 God spake once, and twice I have also heard the same, * that
power belongeth unto God;
12 And that thou, Lord, art merciful; * for thou rewardest every
man according to his work.
Psalm 63. Deus, Deus meus.
O GOD, thou art my God; * early will I seek thee.
2 My soul thirsteth for thee, my flesh also longeth after thee,
* in a barren and dry land where no water is.
3 Thus have I looked for thee in the sanctuary, * that I might
behold thy power and glory.
4 For thy loving-kindness is better than the life itself: * my
lips shall praise thee.
5 As long as I live will I magnify thee in this manner, * and
lift up my hands in thy Name.
6 My soul shall be satisfied, even as it were with marrow and
fatness, * when my mouth praiseth thee with joyful lips.
7 Have I not remembered thee in my bed, * and thought upon thee
when I was waking?
8 Because thou hast been my helper; * therefore under the shadow
of thy wings will I rejoice.
9 My soul hangeth upon thee; * thy right hand hath upholden me.
10 These also that seek the hurt of my soul, * they shall go
under the earth.
11 Let them fall upon the edge of the sword, * that they may
be a portion for foxes.
12 But the King shall rejoice in God; all they also that swear
by him shall be commended; * for the mouth of them that speak
lies shall be stopped.
Psalm 64. Exaudi, Deus.
HEAR my voice, O God, in my prayer; * preserve my life from fear
of the enemy.
2 Hide me from the gathering together of the froward, * and from
the insurrection of wicked doers;
3 Who have whet their tongue like a sword, * and shoot out their
arrows, even bitter words;
4 That they may privily shoot at him that is perfect: * suddenly
do they hit him, and fear not.
5 They encourage themselves in mischief, * and commune among
themselves, how they may lay snares; and say, that no man shall
see them.
6 They imagine wickedness, and practise it; * that they keep
secret among themselves, every man in the deep of his heart.
7 But God shall suddenly shoot at them with a swift arrow, *
that they shall be wounded.
8 Yea, their own tongues shall make them fall; * insomuch that
whoso seeth them shall laugh them to scorn.
9 And all men that see it shall say, This hath God done; * for
they shall perceive that it is his work.
10 The righteous shall rejoice in the LORD, and put his trust
in him; * and all they that are true of heart shall be glad.
Evening Prayer.
Psalm 65. Te decet hymnus.
THOU, O God, art praised in Sion; * and unto thee shall the vow
be performed in Jerusalem.
2 Thou that hearest the prayer, * unto thee shall all flesh come.
3 My misdeeds prevail against me: * O be thou merciful unto our
sins.
4 Blessed is the man whom thou choosest, and receivest unto thee:
* he shall dwell in thy court, and shall be satisfied with the
pleasures of thy house, even of thy holy temple.
5 Thou shalt show us wonderful things in thy righteousness, O
God of our salvation; * thou that art the hope of all the ends
of the earth, and of them that remain in the broad sea.
6 Who in his strength setteth fast the mountains, * and is girded
about with power.
7 Who stilleth the raging of the sea, * and the noise of his
waves, and the madness of the peoples.
8 They also that dwell in the uttermost parts of the earth shall
be afraid at thy tokens, * thou that makest the out-goings of
the morning and evening to praise thee.
9 Thou visitest the earth, and blessest it; * thou makest it
very plenteous.
10 The river of God is full of water: * thou preparest their
corn, for so thou providest for the earth.
11 Thou waterest her furrows; thou sendest rain into the little
valleys thereof; * thou makest it soft with the drops of rain,
and blessest the increase of it.
12 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness; * and thy clouds
drop fatness.
13 They shall drop upon the dwellings of the wilderness; * and
the little hills shall rejoice on every side.
14 The folds shall be full of sheep; * the valleys also shall
stand so thick with corn, that they shall laugh and sing.
Psalm 66. Jubilate Deo.
O BE joyful in God, all ye lands; * sing praises unto the honour
of his Name; make his praise to be glorious.
2 Say unto God, O how wonderful art thou in thy works! * through
the greatness of thy power shall thine enemies bow down unto
thee.
3 For all the world shall worship thee, * sing of thee, and praise
thy Name.
4 O come hither, and behold the works of God; * how wonderful
he is in his doing toward the children of men.
5 He turned the sea into dry land, * so that they went through
the water on foot; there did we rejoice thereof.
6 He ruleth with his power for ever; his eyes behold the nations:
* and such as will not believe shall not be able to exalt themselves.
7 O praise our God, ye peoples, * and make the voice of his praise
to be heard;
8 Who holdeth our soul in life; * and suffereth not our feet
to slip.
9 For thou, O God, hast proved us; * thou also hast tried us,
like as silver is tried.
10 Thou broughtest us into the snare; * and laidest trouble upon
our loins.
11 Thou sufferedst men to ride over our heads; * we went through
fire and water, and thou broughtest us out into a wealthy place.
12 I will go into thine house with burnt-offerings, and will
pay thee my vows, * which I promised with my lips, and spake
with my mouth, when I was in trouble.
13 I will offer unto thee fat burnt-sacrifices, with the incense
of rams; * I will offer bullocks and goats.
14 O come hither, and hearken, all ye that fear God; * and I
will tell you what he hath done for my soul.
15 I called unto him with my mouth, * and gave him praises with
my tongue.
16 If I incline unto wickedness with mine heart, * the Lord will
not hear me.
17 But God hath heard me; * and considered the voice of my prayer.
18 Praised be God, who hath not cast out my prayer, * nor turned
his mercy from me.
Psalm 67. Deus misereatur.
GOD be merciful unto us, and bless us, * and show us the light
of his countenance, and be merciful unto us;
2 That thy way may be known upon earth, * thy saving health among
all nations.
3 Let the peoples praise thee, O God; * yea, let all the peoples
praise thee.
4 O let the nations rejoice and be glad; * for thou shalt judge
the folk righteously, and govern the nations upon earth.
5 Let the peoples praise thee, O God; * yea, let all the peoples
praise thee.
6 Then shall the earth bring forth her increase; * and God, even
our own God, shall give us his blessing.
7 God shall bless us; * and all the ends of the world shall fear
him.
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