Psalms 37:1

• [Psa 37:1] Fret Not Thyself

  Fret not thyself, nor envious be, When wicked workers thou shalt see, Who prosper in their way; For like the grass they perish soon, And, like the herb cut down at noon, They wither in a day. Trust in the Lord and still do well, Within the land securely dwell, Feed on His faithfulness; Delight thee also in the Lord, And to thy heart He will accord The good it would possess. Yea, to the Lord thy way is known; Confide in Him Who on the throne Abides in power divine; Thy righteousness He shall display; Resplendent as the light of day, It shall unclouded shine. Rest in the Lord and be thou still, With patience wait His holy will, Enduring to the end. Fret not though sinners’ gains increase; Forsake thy wrath, from anger cease; It will to evil tend. The evil-doer soon shall die, But those that on the Lord rely Shall all the land obtain. A little while and thou shalt see That wicked man cut off shall be, They shall be sought in vain. Yea, thou shalt soon consider well The place where they were wont to dwell, And it shall not be found; But saints shall all the land possess, And find delight and happiness Where fruits of peace abound. The vile may plot against the just Who in the Lord Jehovah trust, But God will scorn them all; The Lord their coming day shall see, When broken all their power shall be, And ruin on them fall.

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• [Psa 37:1] Why Should I Vex My Soul?

  Why should I vex my soul, and fret To see the wicked rise? Or envy sinners waxing great By violence and lies? As flowery grass, cut down at noon, Before the evening fades, So shall their glories vanish soon In everlasting shades. Then let me make the Lord my trust, And practice all that’s good; So shall I dwell among the just, And He’ll provide me food. I to my God my ways commit, And cheerful wait His will; Thy hand, which guides my doubtful feet, Shall my desires fulfill. Mine innocence shalt Thou display, And make Thy judgments known, Fair as the light of dawning day, And glorious as the noon. The meek at last the earth possess, And are the heirs of Heav’n; True riches, with abundant peace, To humble souls are giv’n. Rest in the Lord, and keep His way, Nor let your anger rise, Though Providence should long delay To punish haughty vice. Let sinners join to break your peace, And plot, and rage, and foam; The Lord derides them, for He sees Their day of vengeance come. They have drawn out the threatening sword, Have bent the murderous bow, To slay the men that fear the Lord, And bring the righteous low. My God shall break their bows, and burn Their persecuting darts, Shall their own swords against them turn, And pain surprise their hearts.

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Psalms 37:4

• [Psa 37:4] O Lord, I Will Delight In Thee

  O Lord, I will delight in Thee And on Thy care depend, To Thee in every trouble flee, My best, my only Friend. When all created streams are dried, Thy fullness is the same; May I with this be satisfied And glory in Thy Name. No good in creatures can be found But may be found in Thee; I must have all things and abound While God is God to me. O Lord, I cast my care on Thee, I triumph and adore; Henceforth my great concern shall be To love and please Thee more.

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  source: Cyberhymnal