Art thou impatient, friend, when the wicked thrive; dost thou envy the lot of evil-doers?
They will soon fade like the grass, like the green leaf wither away.
Be content to trust in the Lord and do good; live on thy land, and take thy ease,
all thy longing fixed in the Lord; so he will give thee what thy heart desires.
Commit thy life to the Lord, and trust in him; he will prosper thee,
making thy honesty clear as the day, the justice of thy cause bright as the sun at noon.
Dumb and patient, to the Lord’s mercy look thou, never fretting over the man that has his own way, and thrives by villainy.
End thy complaints, forgo displeasure, do not fret thyself into an evil mood;
the evil-minded will be dispossessed, and patient souls, that wait for the Lord, succeed them.
Forbear yet a little, and the sinner will be seen no more; thou wilt search in vain to find him,
while patient souls are the land’s heirs, enjoying great peace....
(Psalm 37)
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