Psalm 32

A Psalm of David, Maschil.

1        O blessed is the man to whom

                   is freely pardoned

          All the transgression he hath done,

                   whose sin is covered.

2        Bless'd is the man to whom the Lord

                   imputeth not his sin,

          And in whose sp'rit there is no guile,

                   nor fraud is found therein.

3        When as I did refrain my speech,

                   and silent was my tongue,

          My bones then waxed old, because

                   I roared all day long.

4        For upon me both day and night

                   thine hand did heavy lie,

          So that my moisture turned is

                   in summer's drought thereby.

5        I thereupon have unto thee

                   my sin acknowledged,

          And likewise mine iniquity

                   I have not covered:

          I will confess unto the Lord

                   my trespasses, said I;

          And of my sin thou freely didst

                   forgive th' iniquity.

6        For this shall ev'ry godly one

                   his prayer make to thee;

          In such a time he shall thee seek,

                   as found thou mayest be.

          Surely, when floods of waters great

                   do swell up to the brim,

          They shall not overwhelm his soul,

                   nor once come near to him.

7        Thou art my hiding-place, thou shalt

                   from trouble keep me free;

          Thou with songs of deliverance

                   about shalt compass me.

8        I will instruct thee, and thee teach

                   the way that thou shalt go;

          And, with mine eye upon thee set,

                   I will direction show.

9        Then be not like the horse or mule,

                   which do not understand;

          Whose mouth, lest they come near to thee,

                   a bridle must command.

10      Unto the man that wicked is

                   his sorrows shall abound;

          But him that trusteth in the Lord

                   mercy shall compass round.

11      Ye righteous, in the Lord be glad,

                   in him do ye rejoice:

          All ye that upright are in heart,

                   for joy lift up your voice.