Thrice Blest Are All That Fear The Lord
Thrice blessed are all that fear the Lord
And walk in his pure ways.
Thy labor shall supply thy wants;
And prosper all thy days.
Thy wife, a lovely fruitful vine,
By thy house sides, shall grow;
Thy children, round thy table set,
Like olive plants shall show.
Behold; thus shall the nan be blest,
That doth Jehovah fear!
The Lord, who dwells on Sion hill,
Shall bless thee every where;
Thou, all thy days, with joy, shall see
Jerusalem’s happy state:
Behold thy children’s children rise,
And peace on Israel wait.
A New Version of the Psalms of David,