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5 I have hated the congregation | of the wicked: and will not sit a'mong | the' ungodly.

6 I will wash my hands in innocency,' O Lord: and so will I go | to' thine | altar; |

7 That I may shew the voice | of' thanks giving: and tell of all' thy | won'drous | works.

8 Lord, I have loved the habitation of thy | house: and the place | where' thine | ho'nour | dwelleth. 9 O shut not up my soul | with' the | sinners : nor my life' with the blood-thirsty;

10 In whose hands' is | wickedness: and their right | hand' is | full' of | gifts.

11 But as for me, I | will' walk | innocently : O deliver me, and be | merciful' unto me.

12 My foot stand'eth | right: I will praise the Lord in the con'gregations.

DAY 5.

Evening Prayer.

PSALM XXVII. Dominus illuminatio.

THE Lord is my light, and my salvation; whom

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then shall' I fear the Lord is the strength of my life; of whom then | shall I be afraid?

2 When the wicked, even mine enemies, and my foes, came upon me to eat | up my | flesh they | stumbled and - | fell.

3 Though an host of men were laid against me, yet shall not my heart | be' afraid : and though there rose up war against me, yet will I | put' my | trust' in |

him.

4 One thing have I desired of the Lord, which I | will' require even that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the fair beauty of the Lord, and' to visit his temple.

5 For in the time of trouble he shall hide me | in' his tabernacle yea, in the secret place of his dwelling shall he hide me, and set me up upon' a | rock' of stone.

6 And now shall he lift | up' mine | head: above mine ene'mies | round' about me.

7 Therefore will I offer in his dwelling an oblation with great gladness: I will sing, and speak | praises' un to' the | Lord.

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8 Hearken unto my voice, O Lord, when I cry | un'to thee have mercy | up'on | me,' and | hear me. 9 My heart hath talked of thee, Seek | ye' my | face Thy face,' Lord, | will' I seek.

10 O hide not thou | thy' face | from me nor cast thy servant | a'way | in' dis pleasure.

11 Thou hast been' my succour leave me not, neither forsake me, O | God' of | my salvation. 12 When my father and my mother' for sake me the Lord' taketh' me up.

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13 Teach me thy | way,' O | Lord and lead me in the right way, because' of mine - | enemies.

14 Deliver me not over into the will of mine | adversaries for there are false witnesses risen up against me, and' such | as' speak | wrong.

15 I should utterly' have | fainted : but that I believe verily to see the goodness of the Lord in | the' land of the living.

16 0 tarry thou the | Lord's - | leisure : be strong, and he shall comfort thine heart; and put thou | thy' trust | in' the | Lord.

PSALM XXVIII. Ad te, Domine.

NTO thee will I cry, O | Lord my | strength :

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think no scorn of me; lest, if thou make as though thou hearest not, I become like them that go | down' in to the | pit.

2 Hear the voice of my humble petitions, when I cry | unto | thee : when I hold up my hands towards the mercy-seat | of thy | holy | temple.

3 O pluck me not away, neither destroy me with the ungodly and wick'ed | doers: which speak friendly to their neighbours, but imagine | mis'chief |in' their |

hearts.

4 Reward them according | to' their | deeds : and according to the wickedness | of their | own' inven

tions.

5 Recompense them after the work | of their | hands : pay them | that they | have deserved.

6 For they regard not in their mind the works of the Lord, nor the operation | of his | hands : therefore shall he break them down, | and' not | build' them | up.

7 Praised | be the | Lord : for he hath heard the voice | of my | humble petitions.

8 The Lord is my strength, and my shield; my heart hath trusted in him, and | I am | helped : therefore my heart danceth for joy, and in my | song - | will' I praise him.

9 The Lord is my strength and he is the I wholesome defence' of | his' Anointed.

10 O save thy people, and give thy blessing unto thine' inheritance : feed them, and | set' them | up' for ever.

BRING

PSALM XXIX. Afferte Domino.

RING unto the Lord, O ye mighty, bring young rams un to the | Lord : ascribe unto the Lord | wor'ship and strength.

2 Give the Lord the honour due unto his | Name: worship the Lord' with | ho'ly | worship. |

3 It is the Lord, that com mandeth' the waters : it is the glorious | God,' that | maketh' the | thunder. 4 It is the Lord, that ruleth the sea; the voice of the Lord is mighty in | o'pe|ration: the voice of the Lord is a glorious voice.

5 The voice of the Lord | breaketh' the | cedartrees: yea, the Lord | breaketh' the | cedars' of | Libanus.

6 He maketh them also to skip | like' a | calf : Libanus also, and Sirion, | like' a young - unicorn.

7 The voice of the Lord divideth the flames of fire; the voice of the Lord | shaketh' the wilderness: yea, the Lord shaketh the wild'erness' of Cades.

8 The voice of the Lord maketh the hinds to bring forth young, and discovereth | the' thick | bushes: in his temple doth every | man' speak of his honour. 9 The Lord sitteth a|bove' the | water-flood: and

the Lord re maineth' a | King' for ever.

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10 The Lord shall give strength un to' his | peo

ple: the Lord shall give his people' the blessing'

of peace.

DAY 6.

Morning Prayer.

PSALM XXX. Exaltabo te, Domine.

I WILL magnify thee, O Lord, for thou hast | set

me up and not made my foes' to triumph |

over me.

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2 O Lord my God, I cried | un'to | thee and | thou hast heal'ed | me. I

3 Thou, Lord, hast brought my soul out of hell thou hast kept my life from them that down to the pit.

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4 Sing praises unto the Lord, O ye | saints' of his and give thanks unto him for a re mem'brance | of his

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holiness.

5 For his wrath endureth but the twinkling of an eye, and in his pleasure' is | life: heaviness may endure for a night, but joy | com'eth | in' the | morning.

6 And in my prosperity I said, I shall never | be' removed thou, Lord, of thy goodness hast | made' my hill' so strong.

7 Thou didst turn thy | face' from me and | I'-| was' troubled.

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8 Then cried I unto thee, O Lord: and gat me to my Lord' right | humbly.

9 What profit is there in' my blood when I | go' down to the pit?

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