Psalm 85

To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.

1        O Lord, thou hast been favourable

                   to thy beloved land:

          Jacob's captivity thou hast

                   recall'd with mighty hand.

2        Thou pardoned thy people hast

                   all their iniquities;

          Thou all their trespasses and sins

                   hast cover'd from thine eyes.

3        Thou took'st off all thine ire, and turn'dst

                   from thy wrath's furiousness.

4        Turn us, God of our health, and cause

                   thy wrath 'gainst us to cease.

5        Shall thy displeasure thus endure

                   against us without end?

          Wilt thou to generations all

                   thine anger forth extend?

6        That in thee may thy people joy,

                   wilt thou not us revive?

7        Shew us thy mercy, Lord, to us

                   do thy salvation give.

8        I'll hear what God the Lord will speak:

                   to his folk he'll speak peace,

          And to his saints; but let them not

                   return to foolishness.

9        To them that fear him surely near

                   is his salvation;

          That glory in our land may have

                   her habitation.

10      Truth met with mercy, righteousness

                   and peace kiss'd mutually:

11      Truth springs from earth, and righteousness

                   looks down from heaven high.

12      Yea, what is good the Lord shall give;

                   our land shall yield increase:

13      Justice, to set us in his steps,

                   shall go before his face.