Psalm 85

THou hast, oh God, thy Kingdome grac'st
And, Iacob's thrall repeald;
Thy peoples faults, thou pard'ned hast,
And all their sinns conceald. Selah.
Thine anger, thou hast quite appeas'd,
And, thy just wrath for borne;
Oh Lord of Hoasts, now thou art pleas'd
Let vs to thee returne.

For, why shouldst thou still wroth remaine?
And vexed rather be,
Then chear thy people's harts againe,
That they may joy in thee?
To save vs, Lord, thy favour showe,
And, let vs hear (in peace)
Thy word among vs preached soe,
That wee from sinn may cease.

Then, shall thy saving-health abide,
Near those who fear thy Name;
And, in our Land, shall still reside,
Thy glories & thy fame.
Then Truth & Love shall meet & kisse,
And, Iustice, Peace embrace;
Yea, Truth on earth, & Righteousnes
From heav'n shal shew her face.

The Lord, with ev'rie needfull store
Shall make our Kingdome flowe;
And, send his Righteousnes, before,
That wee his way may know.