Psalm 112

The man of reverence to God
Is blessed in the highest class;
His ready feet with joy are shod,
To bring the word to pass.

His seed shall mighty pow'r invest,
And gain on earth the first repute,
And all the branches shall be blest
Of such a faithful root.

His soul shall have her full repast
Of wealth and earth's redundant store,
And his integrity shall last
In heav'n for evermore.

The good midst Satan's dark domain
The day-spring has before his view,
Such are benevolent in grain,
And loving, kind and true

A good man is a common friend,
And in all characters complete,
He will be merciful to lend,
And in his words discreet.

For he shall never change his side,
But still keep stedfast and the same,
And God the honest man shall guide
To sempiternal fame.

His spirit shall not be dismay'd
At evil tidings unawares,
And his firm heart to Christ his aid
Submits his soul's affairs.

His heart none alteration knows,
Nor is from God to Belial wav'd;
And his desire upon his foes
Is that they should be sav'd

His worldly goods unto the poor
He hath distributed around;
His worth for ever shall endure
In exaltation crown'd.

The wicked shall behold his rise,
And learn and imitate his ways,
Till all their envy, all their vice
Subside in pray'r and praise.
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