THE BLESSED PSALMS: PSALM 18

PSALM 18

¹O Paradise, dwelling of the Most High, how glorious art thou, beyond the telling of men, and past all imagining.
²Thy gates are not shut by day, neither by night; for there is no darkness in thee, nor shadow of turning.
³The river of life floweth in the midst of thee, clear as crystal, proceeding from the throne of God and of His Son.
⁴The trees on either side bring forth fruit every month, and their leaves are for the healing of the nations.
⁵No more is there curse nor toil, for the servants of the Lord serve Him with joy, and His name is upon their foreheads.
⁶They hunger no more, neither thirst any more; for the Lamb is their shepherd, and leadeth them unto living fountains.
⁷The sun is not thy light, nor the moon by night; but the glory of the Lord lighteneth thee, and the Son of God is thy lamp.
⁸Thou art adorned with all beauty, thy walls are salvation, and thy foundations are truth.
⁹No tear entereth into thy borders, neither sorrow, nor mourning, nor death, for all these are passed away.
¹⁰The song of the holy is heard without ceasing, and the voice of rejoicing goeth up forever.
¹¹There is no strife within thy courts, neither envy nor wrath; for all dwell in the peace of the Most High.
¹²They who have overcome are clothed in white, and walk with Him who loved them even unto death.
¹³The martyrs rest beneath thine altar, crying not for vengeance, but singing the praises of the Lord their God.
¹⁴The prophets rejoice, for the things which they saw afar off have now been fulfilled in glory.
¹⁵The children laugh in thy streets, and the aged are made young, for corruption hath no power in thy borders.
¹⁶Every knee is bowed in reverence, and every tongue confesseth that the Son reigneth forever and ever.
¹⁷The throne of God is established in thy midst, and mercy and righteousness go before His face.
¹⁸O Paradise, thou joy of the righteous, the land not sown with hands, the inheritance of the blessed.
¹⁹They that hoped in the Lord now see Him as He is, and are satisfied beyond all measure.
²⁰Let every soul long for thee, O holy city, and press toward thy gates with praise and thanksgiving.

▷THE SEVEN SCRIPTURES OF THE CHURCH OF GLABADOS
    ▷THE PSALMS
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