They that hate me without a cause are more than the háirs of my head: they that are mine enemies, and would destroy me | guiltless, are | mighty.

And why? for Thy sáke have I | suffered re- | proof: sháine hath covered | my | face.

I am become a stránger | unto my brethren: even an álien | unto my | mother's | children.

For the zeal of Thine house hath éven | eaten | me: and the rebukes of them that rebúked | Thee are | fallen up- on me.

I wept, and chástened my- | self with | fasting: and thát was | turned to | my re- | proof.

I pút on sackcloth | also: ánd they | jested up- |

on me.

They that sit in the gáte | speak a- | gainst me: ánd the drunkards make | songs up- | on me.

But, Lord, I make my prayer | unto | Thee: ín | an ac- ceptable | time.

Hear me, O God, in the múltitude | of Thy | mercy: even in the truth of | Thy sal- | vation.

Take me out of the míre, that I sink not: O let me be delivered from them that hate me, ánd | out of the deep waters.

Let not the water-flood drown me, neither let the déep swallow me up: and let not the pít | shut her | mouth up- on me.

Hear me, O Lord, for Thy lóving- | kindness is [ comfortable: turn Thee unto me accórding to the multitude of Thy | mercies.

And hide not Thy face from Thy sérvant, for | I am in | trouble: O' | haste | Thee and | hear me.

14.

BEHOLD the

the sin of the

He is despised

CANTICLE.

Lamb of God: which taketh away world.

and re- | jected of men: a man of sórrows, and ac- quainted with grief. | |

And we hid as it were our | faces | from Him: He was despised, and we es- | teemed Him | not.

Súrely He hath | borne our griefs and carried our sorrows.

Yét we did esteem him | stricken: smítten of | God and afflicted...

But He was wounded for our transgressions : He was bruised for | our in- | iquities.

The chastisement of our péace was up- on Him: and with His stripes | we are | healed.

All we like sheep have gone a stray: we have turned évery one | to his | own way;

And the Lord hath | laid on | Him: thé in- iquity | of us all.

Reproach hath | broken my heart: ánd | I am | full of heaviness.

And I looked for some to take píty, but there was none and for cómforters | but I found | none.

Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by: behold, and see if there be any sorrow | like unto my sorrow.

SING unto the Lord, O ye saints of | His: and give thanks at the re- membrance of His | holiness.

For His anger endúreth | but a | moment: ánd | in His favour is | life;

Wéeping may en- | dure for a | night: bút | joy cometh in the morning.

And in my prosperity I said, I' shall never be | moved Lord, by Thy favour Thou hast máde my | mountain to stand strong.

Thou didst hide Thy fáce, and | I was | troubled: I cried to Thee, O Lord, and unto the Lórd | I made | suppli- cation.

What profit is there in my blood, when I gó | down to the pit Shall the dust praise Thee? sháll | it de- clare Thy | truth?

:

Hear, O Lord, and have | mercy up- | on me : O'| Lord, be | Thou my | helper.

To the end that my glory: may sing praise to Thee and not be | silent.

HE was taken from príson | and from | judgment: and who shall de- | clare His | gener- | ation?

For He was cut off out of the land | of the | living : for the transgression of My | people | was He | stricken. For Thou wilt not leave my soul in | sheol: neither wilt Thou suffer Thine Hóly | One to see cor- | ruption.

Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lift up ye éver- | lasting doors: and the King of | Glory | shall come

17.

in.

Psalms for Easter.

PSALM 2.

WHY do the heathen | rage: and the people i- | magine a vain | thing?

The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rúlers

take counsel together

against the Lord, ánd

a-gainst His a- | nointed | saying,

Let us break their | bands a- | sunder: and cást a- way their cords | from us.

He that sítteth in the heavens shall | laugh: the Lórd shall have them | in de- | rision.

Then shall He speak unto them | in His | wrath : and vex thém | in His | sore dis- | pleasure.

Yet have I' set My | King: upón My | holy | hill of Zion.

I will declare the decree, the Lord hath sáid | unto | Me: Thou art My Son, this day have | I be- | gotten | Thee.

Ask of Me, and I shall give Thee the heathen for Thine inheritance: and the uttermost párts of the earth for Thy pos- session.

PRESERVE | me, O God: fór in | Thee do I put my trust.

O my soul thou hast said unto the Lord, Thóu | art my | Lord: I have nothing | good with- | out | Thee. The Lord is the portion of mine inhéritance and of my cup: Thóu | shalt main- | tain my | lot.

The lines are fallen unto mé in | pleasant | places : yea I have a | goodly | heritage.

I have set the Lord | always be- | fore me: because He is at my right hánd | I shall not be | moved. Therefore my heart is glád and my glory re- | joiceth my flésh | also shall | rest in | hope.

For Thou wilt not leave my neither wilt Thou suffer Thine | ruption.

cor

soul in the grave:

Hóly | One to see

Thou wilt shew me the path of life, in Thy présence is fulness of joy at Thy right hand there are pleasures for ever- | more.

O GIVE thanks unto the Lórd, for | He is good: fór His mercy en- | dureth for ever.

Let them now that féar the | Lord | say: thát His | mercy en| dureth for | ever.

I called upon the Lórd | in dis- | tress: and the Lórd | heard me | and de- | livered me.

The Lord is my strength and my song: and ís be-come my sal- | vation.

The Lord is on my | side: I will not fear, whát can man do unto

me?

The Lord is my strength and | song: and ís be- | come my sal- | vation.

The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tábernacles of the | righteous: the right hánd of the| Lord doeth | valiantly.

I' shall not die, but | live : and decláre the | works | of the Lord.

The Lord hath | chastened me | sore: but He hath not given me | over | unto | death.

Open to me the | gates of | righteousness: I will go into them, and | I will | praise the | Lord.

This is the gate | of the | Lord: ínto | which the | righteous shall | enter.

I will praise Thée, for | Thou hast | heard me: and árt be- come | my sal- | vation.

The stone which the | builders re- | fused: is become the head stone | of the | corner.

This is the Lord's | doing: ít is | marvellous | in our eyes.