Thursday, February 27, 2020

From this morning's psalmody

From  psalm 37

FRET not thyself because of the ungodly; * neither be thou envious against the evil doers.
2  For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, * and be withered even as the green herb.
3  Put thou thy trust in the Lord, and be doing good; * dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed.
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8  Leave off from wrath, and let go displeasure: * fret not thyself, else shalt thou be moved to do evil.