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PSALM XLI.
Blest is the wise and gracious man
Whose trust is in the Lord,
Who bows to his divine control,
And keeps his holy word;
Whose trust is in the Lord,
Who bows to his divine control,
And keeps his holy word;
Whose heart in gentle pity moves
For the oppressed and poor,
Who all his hapless brethren loves,
And welcomes to his door;
For the oppressed and poor,
Who all his hapless brethren loves,
And welcomes to his door;
Whose sympathizing spirit feels
The force of others' pain,
To whom the suppliant ne'er appeals
For succouring aid in vain.—
The force of others' pain,
To whom the suppliant ne'er appeals
For succouring aid in vain.—
He soothes the wretched mourner's grief,
And large his bounty flows;
He grants the needy sweet relief,
And banishes their woes.
And large his bounty flows;
He grants the needy sweet relief,
And banishes their woes.
He ne'er distrusts the piteous tale
Disclosed in anguish deep,
Nor flies when hopeless griefs prevail,
But weeps with those that weep.
Disclosed in anguish deep,
Nor flies when hopeless griefs prevail,
But weeps with those that weep.
He shall be blest in all his ways,
His foes shall ne'er prevail;
He shall prolong his prosperous days,
And pleasures never fail.
His foes shall ne'er prevail;
He shall prolong his prosperous days,
And pleasures never fail.
