- 41 Thou pluck’st his hedges up with might,
- his walls thou dost confound:
- Thou beatest eke his bulwarks down,
- and break’st them to the ground.
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- 42 That he is sore destroyed and torn
- of comers by throughout,
- And so is made a mock and scorn
- to all that dwell about.
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- 43 Thou their right hand hast lifted up,
- that him so sore annoy:
- And all his foes that him devour,
- lo thou hast made to joy.
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- 44 His swords edge thou didst take away,
- that should his foes withstand:
- To him in war no victory
- thou giv’st, nor upper hand.
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- 45 His glory thou dost also waste,
- his throne, his joy, and myrrh.
- By thee is overthrown, and cast
- full low upon the earth.
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- 46 Thou hast cut off, and make full short
- his youth and lusty days:
- And raised of him an ill report,
- with shame and great dispraise.
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- 47 How long away form me, O Lord,
- for ever wilt thou turn?
- And shall thine anger still alway,
- as fire consume and burn?
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- 48 O call to mind, remember then,
- my time consumed fast,
- Why hast thou made the sons of men,
- as things in vain to waste.
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- 49 What man is he that liveth here,
- and death shall never see;
- Or from the hand of hell his soul
- shall he deliver free?
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- 50 Where is O Lord, thine old goodness,
- so oft declared before:
- Which by thy truth and uprightness
- to David thou hast sworn?
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- 51 The great rebukes to mind I call,
- that on thy servants lie:
- The railing of the people all
- born in my breast have I.
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- 52 Wherewith O Lord, thine enemies
- blasphemed have thine name:
- The steps of thine anointed one
- they cease not to defame.
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- 53 All praise to thee O Lord, of hosts,
- both now and eke for aye,
- Through sky, and earth, and all the coasts:
- Amen, Amen, I say.