Psalms 85

Great(i) 1 To the chaunter, a Psalme of the sonnes of Corab. Lorde, thou art become gracyous vnto thy lande, thou hast turned awaye the captiuite of Iacob. 2 Thou hast forgeuen the offence of thy people, and couered all theyr synnes. Selah. 3 Thou hast taken awaye all thy displeasure, and turned thy selfe from thy wrathfull indignacyon. 4 Turne vs then, O God oure Sauyour, and let thyne anger ceasse from vs. 5 Wylt thou be displeased at vs for euer? and wylt thou stretch out thy wrath from one generacyon to another? 6 Wylt thou not turne agayne & quycken vs, that thy people maye reioyse in the? 7 Shewe vs thy mercy O Lord and graunt vs thy saluacyon. 8 I wyll herken what the Lorde God will saye: for he shall speake peace vnto his people and to hys saynctes, that they turne not agayne. 9 For his saluacyon is nye them that feare him, that glory maye dwell in oure lande. 10 Mercy and trueth are met together, ryghtuousnesse and peace haue kyssed eche other. 11 Trueth shall florish out of the earth, & ryghtuousnesse hath loked downe from heauen. 12 Yee, the Lorde shall shewe louynge kyndnesse, and oure lande shall geue her encrease. 13 Ryghtuousnesse shall go before hym, and he shall directe hys goynge in the waye.