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123.4 :With the scorning of those that are at ease,
 * And with the contempt of the proud oppressors.

A Song of Ascents; of David.


 * 'If it had not been the who was for us',
 * Let Israel now say;
 * 'If it had not been the who was for us,
 * When men rose up against us,
 * Then they had swallowed us up alive,
 * When their wrath was kindled against us;
 * Then the waters had overwhelmed us,
 * The stream had gone over our soul;
 * Then the proud waters
 * Had gone over our soul.'


 * Blessed be the ,
 * Wo hath not given us as a prey to their teeth.
 * Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers;
 * The snare is broken, and we are escaped.
 * Our help is in the name of the ,
 * Who made heaven and earth.

A Song of Ascents.


 * They that trust in the
 * Are as mount Zion, which cannot be moved, but abideth for ever.
 * As the mountains are round about Jerusalem,
 * So the is round about His people,
 * From this time forth and for ever.


 * For the rod of wickedness shall not rest upon the lot of the righteous;
 * That the righteous put not forth their hands unto iniquity.


 * Do good, O, unto the good,
 * And to them that are upright in their hearts.
 * But as for such as turn aside unto their crooked ways,
 * The will lead them away with the workers of iniquity.
 * Peace be upon Israel.

A Song of Ascents.


 * When the brought back those that returned to Zion,
 * We were like unto them that dream.
 * Then was our mouth filled with laughter,
 * And our tongue with singing;
 * Then said they among the nations:
 * 'The hath done great things with these.'
 * The hath done great things with us;
 * We are rejoiced.


 * Turn our captivity, O ,
 * As the streams in the dry land.
 * They that sow in tears
 * Shall reap in joy.
 * Though he goeth on his way weeping that beareth the measure of seed,
 * He shall come home with joy, bearing his sheaves.

A Song of Ascents; of Solomon.


 * Except the build the house,
 * They labour in vain that build it;
 * Except the keep the city,
 * The watchman waketh but in vain.
 * It is vain for you that ye rise early, and sit up late,