In secret of thy presence thou shalt hide them from man's pride: From strife of tongues thou closely shalt, as in a tent, them hide.
For he in his pavilion shall me hide in evil days; In secret of his tent me hide, and on a rock me raise.
Thou art my hiding-place, thou shalt from trouble keep me free: Thou with songs of deliverance about shalt compass me.
The proud for me a snare have hid, and cords; yea, they a net Have by the way-side for me spread; they gins for me have set.
Much like unto a serpent's tongue their tongues they sharp do make; And underneath their lips there lies the poison of a snake.
O blessed is the man whose trust upon the Lord relies; Respecting not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
The wicked in his loftiness doth persecute the poor: In these devices they have fram'd let them be taken sure.
Let not the foot of cruel pride come, and against me stand; And let me not removed be, Lord, by the wicked's hand.
Then had the waters, swelling high, over our soul made way.
O God, the proud against me rise, and vi'lent men have met, That for my soul have sought; and thee before them have not set.
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.
Thy justice is like mountains great; thy judgments deep as floods: Lord, thou preservest man and beast.
They with the fatness of thy house shall be well satisfy'd; From rivers of thy pleasures thou wilt drink to them provide.
O Lord, exalted be thy name above the heav'ns to stand: Do thou thy glory far advance above both sea and land.
The Lord our God is merciful, and he is gracious, Long-suffering, and slow to wrath, in mercy plenteous.
For as the heaven in its height the earth surmounteth far; So great to those that do him fear his tender mercies are:
In mercy with thy servant deal, thy laws me teach and show.