Job

1Lord who shall abide in thy tabernacle who shall dwell in thy holy hill

He that walketh uprightly and worketh righteousness and speaketh

the truth in his heart He that backbiteth not with his tongue

4nor doeth evil to his neighbour nor taketh up a reproach

against his neighbour In whose eyes a vile person is contemned

but he honoureth them that fear the Lord He that sweareth

to his own hurt and changeth not He that putteth not out

his money to usury nor taketh reward against the innocent

He that doeth these things shall never be moved

1Preserve me O God for in thee do I put my trust O my soul

thou hast said unto the Lord Thou art my Lord my goodness

extendeth not to thee But to the saints that are in the earth

and to the excellent in whom is all my delight Their sorrows

shall be multiplied that hasten after another god their

drink offerings of blood will I not offer nor take up their

names into my lips The Lord is the portion of mine

inheritance and of my cup thou maintainest my lot The

lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places yea I have a

goodly heritage I will bless the Lord who hath given me

counsel my reins also instruct me in the night seasons