"Psalm 103"

As far as the east is from the west,
So far are our transgressions removed,
For the mercy of the Lord is forever,
From everlasting to everlasting proved,

The days of a man are as grass,
He flourisheth as the flower of the field,
For the wind passeth over, and it is gone,
No longer its fruits will it yield,

Our frame doth He know,
And remembereth that we are dust,
So the Lord pitieth them that fear Him,
They that in Him put their trust.

∙ 136th ∙ '07/07/29 ∙