Quid gloriaris?

Why boastest thou thy- | -self, thou tyrant,

* that | thou canst do mischief;

2 Whereas the | goodness• of God

* en- | -dureth yet daily?

3 Thy tongue i- | -magin•eth wickedness,

* and with lies thou cuttest | like a sharp razor.

4 Thou hast loved unrighteousness | more than goodness,

* and | falsehood more than righteousness.

5 Thou hast loved to speak all words that | may do hurt,

* O | — thou false tongue.

6 Therefore shall God destroy | thee for ever;

* he shall take thee, and pluck thee out of thy dwelling, and root thee out of the | land of the living.

7 The righteous also shall see | this, and fear,

* and shall | laugh him to scorn:

8 Lo, this is the man that took not God | for his strength;

* but trusted unto the multitude of his riches, and strengthened him- | -self in his wickedness.

9 As for me, I am like a green olive-tree in the | house of God;

* my trust is in the tender mercy of | God for •ever• and ever.

10 I will alway give thanks unto thee for that | thou hast done;

* and I will hope in thy Name, for thy | saints like it well.

Glory be to the Father, and | to the Son,

* and | to the Holy Ghost,

As it was in the beginning, is now, and | ever shall be,

* world without | end.  Amen.