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CXXVIII.

Blest is the man who fears the Lord,
And walketh in his wayes.
Fed by the labour of thine hands,
Blest shall thow be alwayes.
Weel shal it with thee fare; thy wife
Like to a vine shal be,
In shelter of thy howsses side,
Which bears aboundantlie.
Like olive plants thy young ones stand
About thy table shall.
Lo, surelie, who do feare the Lord
Thus blest shall they be all.
The Lord from Sion shall the blesse,
Evin vnto thee shal giue
The weelfare of Jerusalem
To sie whil thow dost live;
Thy children's children from thy loynes,
A long continowing race;
Yea, wpon Israell to sie
Prosperitie and peace.