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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=413004" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Psalm 73 part 1</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Afflicted saints happy, and prosperous sinners cursed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind<br>To men of heart sincere;<br>Yet once my foolish thoughts repined,<br>And bordered on despair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I grieved to see the wicked thrive,<br>And spoke with angry breath,<br>&quot;How pleasant and profane they live!<br>How peaceful is their death!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;With well-fed flesh and haughty eyes,<br>They lay their fears to sleep;<br>Against the heav'ns their slanders rise,<br>While saints in silence weep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;In vain I lift my hands to pray,<br>And cleanse my heart in vain;<br>For I am chastened all the day,<br>The night renews my pain.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet while my tongue indulged complaints,<br>I felt my heart reprove,-<br>&quot;Sure I shall thus offend thy saints,<br>And grieve the men I love.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But still I found my doubts too hard,<br>The conflict too severe,<br>Till I retired to search thy word,<br>And learn thy secrets there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There, as in some prophetic glass,<br>I saw the sinner's feet<br>High mounted on a slipp'ry place,<br>Beside a fiery pit.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I heard the wretch profanely boast,<br>Till at thy frown he fell;<br>His honors in a dream were lost,<br>And he awakes in hell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord, what an envious fool I was!<br>How like a thoughtless beast!<br>Thus to suspect thy promised grace,<br>And think the wicked blest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet I was kept from full despair,<br>Upheld by power unknown;<br>That blessed hand that broke the snare<br>Shall guide me to thy throne.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Isaac+Watts">Isaac Watts</a><div class=q>
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Now I'm convinced the Lord is kind
To men of heart sincere;
Yet once my foolish thoughts repined,
And bordered on despair.

I grieved to see the wicked thrive,
And spoke with angry breath,
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