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The First Psalm.

(Translated to suit present day wisdom.) 1 By Aechie Macnab. That man is most respectable Who walketh not aßtray. In counsels which have for their ends Projects which may not Pay; Nor sitteth in the Scorner's chair. But placeth his delight Upon Success, and meditates Thereon both day and night. He shall be like a tree that grows Near planted by a river, Which in the Bank hath stuck its root.*, There to remain for ever. And all he doth must prosper well; And if it be not so, Ee calls the world—in canting chaff— To witness Heaven's How. In judgment, therefore, of the world The men are silly quite "Who think of thinking eught of else Besides the Dollar's might. For why ? To win the game of life, And butter well his crust. A man must never own a faith, And very seldom trust.

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The First Psalm., Evening Star, Issue 7946, 29 June 1889, Supplement

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The First Psalm. Evening Star, Issue 7946, 29 June 1889, Supplement

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