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Rh :How shall we sing the song
 * In a foreign land?
 * If I forget thee, O Jerusalem,
 * Let my right hand forget her cunning.
 * Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth,
 * If I remember thee not;
 * If I set not Jerusalem
 * Above my chiefest joy.


 * Remember, O, against the children of Edom
 * The day of Jerusalem;
 * Who said: 'Rase it, rase it,
 * Even to the foundation thereof.'
 * O daughter of Babylon, that art to be destroyed;
 * Happy shall he be, that repayeth thee
 * As thou hast served us.
 * Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones
 * Against the rock.

[A Psalm] of David.


 * I will give Thee thanks with my whole heart,
 * In the presence of the mighty will I sing praises unto Thee.
 * I will bow down toward Thy holy temple,
 * And give thanks unto Thy name for Thy mercy and for Thy truth;
 * For Thou hast magnified Thy word above all Thy name.
 * In the day that I called, Thou didst answer me;
 * Thou didst encourage me in my soul with strength.


 * All the kings of the earth shall give Thee thanks, O ,
 * For they have heard the words of Thy mouth.
 * Yea, they shall sing of the ways of the ;
 * For great is the glory of the.
 * For though the be high, yet regardeth He the lowly,
 * And the haughty He knoweth from afar.
 * Though I walk in the midst of trouble, Thou quickenest me;
 * Thou stretchest forth Thy hand against the wrath of mine enemies,
 * And Thy right hand doth save me.
 * The will accomplish that which concerneth me;
 * Thy mercy, O, endureth for ever;
 * Forsake not the work of Thine own hands.

For the Leader. A Psalm of David.


 * O, Thou hast searched me, and known me.
 * Thou knowest my downsitting and mine uprising,
 * Thou understandest my thought afar off.
 * Thou measurest my going about and my lying down,
 * And art acquainted with all my ways.
 * For there is not a word in my tongue,
 * But, lo, O, Thou knowest it altogether.
 * Thou hast hemmed me in behind and before,
 * And laid Thy hand upon me.
 * Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
 * Too high, I cannot attain unto it.


 * Whither shall I go from Thy spirit?
 * Or whither shall I flee from Thy presence?
 * If I ascend up into heaven, Thou art there;