Text: | Beatus vir |
Author: | W. K. |
1 The man is blest that God doth feare,
And that his law doth love indeed:
2 His seed on earth God will upreare,
And blesse such as from him proceed,
3 His house with good he will fulfill,
His righteousnesse endure shall still.
4 Unto the righteous doth arise
On trouble joy, in darknesse light:
Compassion is in his eyes,
And mercy alwaies in his sight:
5 Yea, pitie moveth him to lend
He doth with judgment things expend.
6 And surely such shall never faile
For in remembrance had is he:
7 Nor tidings ill can make him quaile,
Who in the Lord sure hope doth see/
8 His heart is firm, his feare is past,
for he shall see his foes down cast.
9 He did well for the poore provide,
His righteousnesse shall still remaine:
And his estate with praise abide,
Though that the wicked man disdaine.
10 Yea gnash his teeth thereat shall he
And so consume his state to see.
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First Line: | The man is blest that God doth feare |
Title: | Beatus vir |
Author: | W. K. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1640 |
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Notes: | Sing this as the Pater Noster |