PSALM Xxiii. 2.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

PSALM Xxiii. 4.

Thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

PSALM XXXvii. 25.

I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

PSALM XXXvii. 35.

Spreading himself like a green bay-tree.

PSALM XXxvii. 37.

Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright.

PSALM XXXix. 3.

While I was musing the fire burned.

PSALM xlv. 1.

My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

PSALM lv. 6.

Oh that I had wings like a dove!

PSALM 1xxii. 9.

His enemies shall lick the dust.

PSALM 1Xxxv. 10.

Mercy and truth are met together: righteousness and peace have kissed each other.