henry haffner psalm 112 (pottsville) şarkı sözleri
Alleluia! How blest the man
Who greatly fears the Lord
Who daily finds delight within
Jehovah's Holy Word
His children for their might shall be
In all the land renowned;
The generation of the just
In blessings shall abound
Light to the upright shall arise
Though he in darkness be
Compassionate, and merciful
And ever just is he
There surely is not any thing
That ever shall him move
The righteous man's memorial
Shall everlasting prove
When evil tidings he shall hear
He shall not be afraid
His heart is fixed, his confidence
Upon the Lord is stayed
Established firmly is his heart
Afraid he shall not be
Until among his enemies
His triumph He shall see
Abundant wealth within his house
Shall ever be in store
And his unspotted righteousness
Endures forevermore
The wicked ones shall see, and grieve
Their teeth will gnash away
For what the wicked most desire
Shall utterly decay
