The Psalms, a new version by lord Congleton

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John Vesey Parnell (2nd baron Congleton)
1875
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Page 320 - I foresaw the Lord always before my face, for He is on my right hand, that I should not be moved ; therefore did my heart rejoice, and my tongue was glad ; moreover also my flesh shall rest in hope ; because Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, neither wilt Thou suffer Thine Holy One to see corruption.
Page 321 - Then the soldiers, when they had crucified Jesus, took His garments, and made four parts, to every soldier a part; and also His coat: now the coat was without seam, woven from the top throughout. They said therefore among themselves, Let us not rend it, but cast lots for it, whose it shall be...
Page 320 - And we declare unto you glad tidings, how that the promise which was made unto the fathers, God hath fulfilled the same unto us their children, in that he hath raised up Jesus again ; as it is also written in the second Psalm, Thou art my Son, this day have I begotten thee.
Page 320 - For of a truth against Thy Holy Child Jesus, Whom Thou hast anointed, both Herod, and Pontius Pilate, with the Gentiles, and the people of Israel, were gathered together, for to do whatsoever Thy hand and Thy counsel determined before to be done.
Page 274 - He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Page 34 - More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter also than honey and the honey-comb. 11 Moreover, by them is thy servant warned : and in keeping of them there is great reward.
Page 80 - LORD, make me to know mine end, and the measure of my days, what it is; that I may know how frail I am.
Page 212 - Mine eyes shall be upon the faithful of the land, that they may dwell with me : he that walketh in a perfect way, he shall serve me. 7 He that worketh deceit shall not dwell within my house: he that telleth lies shall not tarry in my sight.
Page 40 - I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint. My heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my bowels. My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws; and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.
Page 242 - Thy people shall be willing in the day of thy power, in the beauties of holiness from the womb of the morning: thou hast the dew of thy youth.

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