A Psalm of David
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Do not fret because of evildoers,
Nor be envious of the workers of
iniquity.
For they shall soon be cut down like the
grass.
And wither as the green herb.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Do not become anxious because of naysayers,
Nor cast a furtive eye toward the builder of
lies
For the Lord shall strew their path
with traps.
And they will fall like the woodman's tree
in the forest.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Trust in the Lord, and do good;
Dwell in the land, and feed on his
faithfulness.
Delight yourself also in the Lord.
And he shall give you the desires of your
heart.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Love the Lord, and do the right thing;
Go to church and feed on his bread.
Clap your hands in joy.
And he will look with fondness upon your
face.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Commit your way to the Lord,
Trust also in Him,
And He shall bring it to pass.
He shall bring forth your righteousness as
the light.
And your justice as the noonday.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Follow the Lord's path
Be loyal to him always
And he will do the right thing.
He will honor your steadfastness as
a member of his household
And great things will be bestowed on you.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for
Him;
Do not fret because of him who prospers
in his way.
Because of the man who brings wicked
schemes to pass.
Cease from anger, and forsake wrath;
Do not fret--it only causes harm.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
Doze in the arms of the Lord.
He cuddles and embraces the wearyworn
Do not become anxious because of him who
seems to prosper on the wrong path.
Cease your stirrings of jealousy --
because of the harm--they will bring.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS::
For evildoers shall be cut off;
For those who wait on the Lord,
They shall inherit the earth.
For yet a little while and the wicked shall
be no more;
Indeed you will look carefully for his
place,
But it shall be no more.
But the meek shall inherit the earth.
And shall delight themselves in the
abundance of peace.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
For the liar's tongue shall be cut off,
For those who serve the Lord,
They shall inherit the land.
For yet a short passage of time and the
evil one shall disappear
He will be no more.
The kind will inherit the land
And shall be merry in the ways of the
Lord.
And there will be peace in abundance.
THE PSALMIST PRAYS:
The wicked plots against the just.
And gnashes at him with his teeth.
The Lord laughs at him.
For he sees that his day is coming.
The wicked have drawn the sword
And have bent their bow.
To cast down the poor and the needy.
To slay those who are of upright
conduct.
Their sword shall enter their own heart.
And their bows shall be broken.
PSALMIST DORIS PRAYS:
The mean ones say nasty things about me O'Lord
They stick their tongue out
and gnash their teeth.
The Lord holds me to his gaze
For he sees their day is near end.
The malicious have called forth their army
and make ready to attack
Their lies shall be their demise
And their corpses will lie in the street.
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