Glory:

At the end, in the songs of the Psalm of David, 4

2 When the God of my righteousness has heard me, Thou hast spread me out in tribulation, be merciful to me, and hear my prayer. 3 Sons of mankind, how long are you hard-hearted? Do you love vanity and look for lies? 4 And lead away, for the Lord hath astonished His saint: the Lord shall hear me, when I shall call unto Him. 5 Be angry, and sin not, as you speak in your hearts, be pricked on your couches. 6 Devour the sacrifice of righteousness, and trust in the Lord. 7 Many say, Who shall shew us good? The light of Thy countenance is seen upon us, O Lord. 8 Thou hast given joy in my heart: Thou hast multiplied from the fruit of wheat, wine, and oil. 9 In peace together I will sleep and rest, for thou, O Lord, hast dwelt me alone in hope.

Of the Inheritor, Psalm to David, 5

2 Inspire my words, O Lord, understand my calling. 3 Hearken unto the voice of my supplication, O my King and my God, for I will pray unto thee, O Lord. 4 In the morning hear my voice, in the morning I will stand before Thee, and see me. 5 For God willest not iniquity, Thou art the wicked: the wicked shall not dwell unto Thee: 6 The wicked shall abide below Thy sight: Thou hast hated all that doeth iniquity. 7 Thou hast destroyed all that speaketh falsehood: the Lord despises a man of blood and a flatterer. 8 And by the abundance of Thy mercy, I will enter into Thy house, I will worship Thy holy temple in Thy fear. 9 O Lord, instruct me in Thy righteousness: for my enemy's sake, straighten out my way before Thee. 10 For there is no truth in their mouths, their heart is vain, the sepulchre is open to their throats: their tongues are flattering. 11 Judge them, O God, that they may fall away from their thoughts, because of the multitude of their wickedness I cast out, for I have grieved thee, O Lord. 12 And let all those who trust in thee rejoice, and rejoice for ever, and dwell in them, and they that love thy name shall glory in thee. 13 For thou hast blessed the righteous, O Lord: for thou hast crowned us with the weapon of goodwill.

At the end, in the songs of the osm, Psalm to David, 6

2 O Lord, do not rebuke me with Thy wrath, but punish me with Thy wrath. 3 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak, heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled. 4 And my soul is troubled: and thou, O Lord, how long? 5 Turn back, O Lord, deliver my soul: save me for the sake of Thy mercy. 6 For in death remember Thee: but in hell who shall be known to Thee? 7 Labor with my sighing, I will wash my bed every night, I will wet my bed with my tears. 8 My eye is troubled with wrath, I am vowed in all my enemies. 9 Depart from me, all you who work iniquity, for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping: 10 The Lord has heard my supplication, the Lord has accepted my prayer. 11Let all my enemies be ashamed and troubled, let them return and be ashamed of the earth quickly.

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