Psalm 74:19

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

Unto the multitude do not thy turtle's soul deliver: The congregation of thy poor do not forget for ever.

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For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway; The expectation of the poor shall not be lost for aye.

With right he shall thy people judge, thy poor with uprightness.

Though ye have lien among the pots, like doves ye shall appear, Whose wings with silver, and with gold whose feathers covered are.

Thy congregation then did make their habitation there: Of thine own goodness for the poor, O God, thou didst prepare.

O Lord, do thou arise; O God, lift up thine hand on high: Put not the meek afflicted ones out of thy memory.