Psalm 141:8

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

But unto thee, O God the Lord, mine eyes uplifted be: My soul do not leave destitute; my trust is set on thee.

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The prayer of the destitute he surely will regard; Their prayer will he not despise, by him it shall be heard.

Kiss ye the Son, lest in his ire ye perish from the way, If once his wrath begin to burn: bless'd all that on him stay.

I in the Lord do put my trust: how is it then that ye Say to my soul, Flee, as a bird, unto your mountain high?