O blessed is the man whose trust upon the Lord relies; Respecting not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
O taste and see that God is good: who trusts in him is bless'd.
But as for such as turn aside after their crooked way, God shall lead forth with wicked men: on Isr'el peace shall stay.
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.
In whose eyes vile men are despis'd; but those that God do fear He honoureth; and changeth not, though to his hurt he swear.
Thou hast rebuk'd the cursed proud, who from thy precepts swerve.
A new song to him sing, and play with loud noise skilfully;
Thou from the womb didst hold me up; thou art the same that me Out of my mother's bowels took; I ever will praise thee.