To the chief Musician, A Psalm for the sons of Korah.
^1O Lord, thou hast been favourable
to thy beloved land:
Jacob's captivity thou hast
recall'd with mighty hand.
^2Thou pardoned thy people hast
all their iniquities;
Thou all their trespasses and sins
hast cover'd from thine eyes.
^3Thou took'st off all thine ire, and turn'dst
from thy wrath's furiousness.
^4Turn us, God of our health, and cause
thy wrath gainst us to cease.
^5Shall thy displeasure thus endure
against us without end?
Wilt thou to generations all
thine anger forth extend?
^6That in thee may thy people joy,
wilt thou not us revive?
^7Shew us thy mercy, Lord, to us
do thy salvation give.
^8I'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.
^9To them that fear him surely near
is his salvation;
That glory in our land may have
^10Truth met with mercy, righteousness
and peace kiss'd mutually:
^11Truth springs from earth, and righteousness
looks down from heaven high.
^12Yea, what is good the Lord shall give;
our land shall yield increase:
^13Justice, to set us in his steps,
shall go before his face.