The Joy of Forgiveness 1
2Blessed is ye man vnto whom God imputeth no vnrighteousnes: & in whose spirit there is no guile.
3For whyle I helde my tongue: my bones consumed away through my dayly roaring.
4For thy hande is heauie vpon me day and night: and my moysture is like the drouth in sommer. Selah.
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6For this shall euery one that is godly make his prayer vnto thee in the time when thou mayest be founde: so that in the great water fluddes they shal not come nye hym.
7Thou art my refuge, thou wylt preserue me from trouble: thou wylt compasse me about with songes of deliueraunce. Selah.
8I will geue thee wise instructions, and teach thee in the way wherin thou shalt go: & I wil guyde thee with mine eye.
9Be ye not lyke a horse
10Great plagues remaine for the vngodly: but who so putteth his trust in God, mercy imbraceth him on euery side.
11Be glad in God, & reioyce O ye righteous: be ioyfull also all ye that be vpright of heart. |