Yet shall the king in God rejoice, and each one glory shall That swear by him: but stopp'd shall be the mouth of liars all.
The king in thy great strength, O Lord, shall very joyful be: In thy salvation rejoice how veh'mently shall he!
To silence put the lying lips, that grievous things do say, And hard reports, in pride and scorn, on righteous men do lay.
They that are righteous shall rejoice, when they the same shall see; And, as ashamed, stop her mouth shall all iniquity.
Yet, notwithstanding, I have him to be my King appointed; And over Sion, my holy hill, I have him King anointed.
If we God's name forgot, or stretch'd to a strange god our hands,