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A13398 The Psalter of Dauid in Englyshe, purely and faythfully tra[n]slated after the texte of Felyne: euery Psalme hauynge his argument before, declarynge brefely thentente [and] substance of the hole Psalme; Bible. O.T. Psalms. English. Joye. Joye, George, d. 1553. 1534 (1534) STC 2371; ESTC S111715 113,039 258

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brekynge in no rōnynge out no out criynge in our stretes Happy is that people with whom it goeth thus happy is that people which holdeth the lorde for their god The argument into the C.xlv Ps. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid declareth the mercy of god to be so poured forth into euery mā that all thynges do prayse and magnifye it but chefely the faythfull men whiche are moste plentuously fylled with it The tytle The hymme of Dauid EXaltabo I shall extoll the god o kynge and shall publyshe thy name thorowout all the worlde Contynually shall I magnifye prayse thy name throwout all the worldes Great is the lorde worthy moche prayse his greatnes can nat be serched Frō age to age thy workes shal be praysed and they shal declare thy noble actes All my mynde shall be ernestly set at all tymes to declare thy cleare and glorious fame and also to publishe thy meruelous dedes Men shal speke forth the mighty power of thy myracles and I shall put them in mynde of thy myght Men shall shewe forthe the memoriall of thy plentuous mercy and shall ioyfully tryumphe of thy ryghtwysnes The lorde is fauorable bente vnto mercy slowe vnto wrathe and of plentuouse goodnes Gentle is the lorde vnto al mē and his mercyable gentelnes swimming ouer all his workes All thy workes shall magnifye the and thy mercy shal declare thy selfe Men shall preache the beautefull glorye of thy kyngdome and shall extoll thy dedes with wordes That they myght certifye and shewe mē his noble actes his glorie his clearnes Thy kyngdome is a kyngdome in to all worldes and thy power is a power thorowe out all ages The lorde stayeth who so euer slydeth and as many as are thrust downe he lyfteth vp agayne The eyes of all thynges loke vp wayte vpon the and thou gauest them meate in tyme. Thou openest thy hande satisfyest all thyngꝭ lyuyng for thy goodwyll Ryghtwyse is the lorde in all his waye he is good in all his dedes Present is the lorde to as many as call vpon him to as many as call vpon him of true belefe To them that feare him he maketh all thinges acceptable he heareth their erienge and saueth them The lorde kepeth all that loue him and all the vngodly he wyll banyshe My mouth shall speke the prayse of the lorde euery thynge lyuynge shal sprede his holy name into all the worldes The argument into the C.xlvi Psal. ¶ This Psal. is a prayse of lyke argumēt with the Psal. before saue that here the Prophet disswadeth chefely the trust in to men whan it is so that god is he which alone both may saue wyll saue all that trust in him The title of the Psal Prayse ye the lorde LAuda aīa mea Prayse the lord my soule I shall prayse the lorde whiles I lyue I shal synge vnto my god as longe as I shall haue my beynge Trust nat in princes which are but men in whom there is no sauynge helth Their breth goth forth of their bodyes and by by they are turned ī to their erth in the same day all their counsels perishe Hapy is he that seketh helpe of the god of Iacob whose hope is the lorde his god Which hath made heuens and erth the see and what so euer ar contayned in thē which kepeth his promyse for euer Which auengeth men vexed wrongfully whiche gyueth meate to the hungry it is the lorde that loseth men in holde The lorde gyueth lyghte to the blynde the lorde lyfteth vp men oppressed it is the lorde that loueth the rightwyse The lorde kepeth stāgers he lyfteth vp the yonge fatherles the wydowes and the purposꝭ of thūgodly he turneth vp so downe The lorde shal be kynge for euer whiche is thy god o Sion in to al ages Prayse ye the lorde The argument into the C.xlvij Psal. ¶ In this Psalme the prophet exhorteth Israhell by name to the prayse of god and also the cytisens of Ierusalem LAudare dn̄m Prayse ye the lorde for it is a plesaunt and a ioyefull thinge to prayse our god there is no thinge so to be desyred as the prayse of hym The lorde shall restore Ierusalē shall gather to gyther the scattered out lawes of Israell He healeth the broken in herte and caseth their heuy labours He nombreth the sterres gyueth namꝭ to them all Grace is our lorde grace is his power his wyt may no mā cōprehēde The lorde lyfteth vp the meke lowlyōs the proude vngodlye he casteth downe to the groūde Sīge ye to the lord with thākes giuynge synge ye vnto our god with harpe Which ouerledeth the heuens with cloudes and prepayreth rayne for the erthe and bringeth forth grasse in the hylles Which gyueth cat all their foode meat also to the rauyns chekens calling for it He delyteth nat in strength stronge stedes neyther hath he pleasure in the trumpets of men But his plesure is in them that feare him truste vpon his mercy Praise thou the lorde o Ierusalē prayse thi god o Siō For it is he that shal strēgthen the barres of thy gates shall lade thi cytesens within the with plētuouse gyftes He endueth thy costes aboute the with pease and satisfyeth the with the mooste purest floure of the wheate He sendeth forth his pleasures in to the erth his cōmaūdemētes rōne forth swiftly He gyueth downe snowe lyke wulle the hore froste he scatreth lyke asshes He casteth forthe his hayle lyke gobbetꝭ of bred who maye abyde his colde He sendeth forth his worde and melteth them awaye he ledeth backe his wynde and the waters droppe downe It is he that tolde his pleasurs to Iacob vis ordynance and decrees vnto Israhel With no natiō hath he thus delt neither to any other dyd he publyshe his decrees The argument into the C.xlviii Psal. ¶ In this Psal. the Prophet exhorteth all creatures both heuenly erthly to the praise of god The tytle of the Psal. Praise ye the lorde LAudate dn̄m Prayse the lorde ye heuēly mīdes prayse ye hī all that are aboue Praise him all aungels prayse him all his hoste roundaboute hym Praise him sonne and mone praise hym all bright and shynynge sterres Prayse him the mooste highest heuens and ye waters that ar aboue the heuens Praise ye the name of the lorde for he made all thīges with a worde And hath made them to stāde fast into all worldꝭ he hath gyuen thē a lawe whiche they breke nat Prayse ye the lorde al creatures of therth dragōs all depe waters Fyer hayle snowe yse stormy wīdes doing his commaundement Mountayns and all high hylles frutefull trees all cedre trees All wylde bestes tame all thīges that crepe fethered foules Kinges of therth all peple princes all rulers of therthe Syngle men maydēs old men yonge prayse the name of the lorde for it is only hyghe and sprede ouer erth and heuens He
the erth euen vnto the vttermoste partes therof mought feare him The argumēt ī to the .lxviii. Psal. ¶ In this Psalme Dauid syngeth his victorie obtayned of the alyauntes as of the Syrins that the Acdomites and the Amonites EXurgat deus As sone as god ryseth to helpe his enemyes are dyspersed they flee from him that hate him He putteth them to flyghte lyke smoke as waxe melteth agaynste the fyer euen so wast the vngodly from the presens of god But the ryghtwyse ioye and are glad before god they leape for ioye Synge ye to god synge to his name lifte him vp rydynge vpon the ouermoste heuens THE LORDE is his name ioye ye before him The father of the fatherlesse helper of widowes euen god syttynge in the seate of his secrete holye place Euen god which giueth chyldrē to the bareyne and loseth men holden in feters but the forsakers of hī shal dwell in the wyde bareyne desert Oh god whā thou wenyst forth before thy people and walkedest thorow the deserte Selah The erthe was al to shaken and moued and the heuens droped at the presens of this god of Sinay ye of god euen the god of Israell But o god thou scatt●edest rayne in good tyme vpon the erth whiche thou chalengest be ryght heritage and whan it fayled thou restoredest it agayne That this flocke myght dwell there in thou hast so prepared for the poore oh god afflycte that they enioye thy goodes The lorde hath brought it to passe that womē shulde bryng good tydynges and syng the vyctory of riȝt gret powers Kynges cōpassed with gret hostes haue fledde they haue fledde the weake people that sate at home deuyded the spoyle Also if ye had ben as blacke as men syttynge amonge pottes nowe shall ye be white as though ye were couerd with douues fethers which are as whyte as syluer and her winges as yelowe as golde Whan for her sake the almyghty god broke downe the kynges she was made as whyte as the hyll zalmon The hyll of god is fat as is Bashā it is an hyghe hyll a fatte hyll lyke Bashan Wherfore sette ye so out youre selues ye hyghe hyllꝭ this hill of god is a plesaūt habitacyon for the lorde dwelleth in it perpetually The horsemen and chariettes of god are thousande thousandes ye many thousandes of Angels the lorde is in mydde monge them in his holy place Thou hast lyfted vp thy selfe and hast take them whom thou wylt lede captiue thou hast receyued some mē among as gyftes And euen the forsakers of that thou hast cōpelled to obaye the for that in this place god wyl haue his seate whiche hath his beynge of him selfe Praysed be the lord at all tymes he miȝt encrese his benefytes vnto vs the very same god which is our sauyour Selah God which is to vs both god sauioure is the lorde hauynge his beynge of hym selfe in whose handes ar dyuerse kyndꝭ of deth Uerily god hath smittē the hed of his enemyes euen the very crowne of the hedde of the synful man The lorde sayd I shall restore my welbeloued euen as I dyd ones restore them from Bashan ye I shall brynge them agayne as I dyd ones from the botome of the see Wherfore thy fote shal be red with blode and thy dogges tonges shal be redde with the blode of thy enemyes bothe with theirs and with the bloude of the kynge Thy beloued se thy solemne goyngꝭ o god euen the goyngꝭ of my god my kynge syttīg nobly in his holy secrete place Singers go before there folowe plaers at the orgayns in the myddꝭ wente ther yonge maydēs playeng vpon tympanes In the congregations prayse ye god the lorde euen ye whiche are of the seade of Israhell There were of the lytell tribe of Beniamin certayne whiche bore rule the prynces of Iuda their strength the prynces of zabulon the pryncꝭ of Naphthalim Thy god hath gyuen the thy strength stablysshe o god that thinge which thou hast wrought for vs. In the temple at Hierusalem euen kynges shall brynge the gyftes As thou sharply blamest the speare mē with thy myghty power amonge the capitayns of the hoste so makest thou thē to yelde and to become trybutaryes payenge their syluer Caste downe the people whose delight is to haue batayle There shall come of the moste nobleste from Egypte Inde shall stretche forth her handes swyftly vnto god Ye kyngdomes of the erth synge ye to god synge ye with prayse vnto the lorde Selah Whiche rydeth vpon the heuens ye vpō the euerlastynge heuens lo he putteth forth his voyce ye and that a voyce full of power Gyue ye to god the prayse of strength his cleare maiestie is vpon Israhell his strength is in the clowdes Thou art to be feared o god ī thy secret holy place the god of Israhell he shall gyue strength and power to the people Praysed be god The argument into the .lxix. Psal. ¶ In this Psal of Dauid which is the fygure of Christ the hed of all faithfull mē whom it becometh to be cōformed and made lyke their hed is cōtayned a gret complaint as of one beyng in greuous present perels and afterwarde a feruēt prayer for delyueraunce SAluum me fac deꝰ Saue me god for waters are rysen so hyghe vpon me that I am in peryll of my lyfe I stycke fast ī the depe toughe claye ī the which I can nat cōtynue I am brought into the depe floude and the violent streme carieth me awaye I am wery of criynge my throte is hoorse my syghte is wasted with lokynge vp vnto my god They y● odiously persue me fautlesse are mo in nombre than the heares of my hed they haue preuayled which vndo me causles they whette their enymite vpō me they constrayne me to paye tho thynges whiche I neuer toke awaye God thou knowest if I haue done any thynge folysshely it is nat vnknowen vnto the if I haue offended Oh lorde the lorde of hostes lette them nat be shamed for my sake whiche depende on the oh god of Israhel lette them nat be confounded that seke the. For I for thy sake haue borne the opprobrye shame and ignominye couerd my face I was made a strāger to my bretherne an alyaunte to my mothers children Euen the very loue that I bore to thy house ete me vp the ●●probryes whiche the vngodly cast agaynste the brente me sore I gyue me to wepynge my body do I scourge with fastīg and for thus doynge I am reuyled I clothed me ī heare and sacke for their sakes and they iested vpō me They fabled vpon me that sat at the gates and the dronken men in tauers made songes vpon me But I lorde ī the meane tyme made my praier vnto the whā tyme was offred me oh god for thy infynite mercy trouthe heare me for the whiche thou were wonte to helpe Delyuer me from this tough claye and suffre me nat to be drowned lette me be delyuered frō these odious
before the Lorde oure maker For he is oure god and we are the people of his pasture and the flocke whome he dryueth if we thys daye gyue hede and beleue his worde Se that ye harden natte youre hertes as they dyd in the deserte of Merybah in the tyme of temptacyon Whan youre fathers tempted and prouoked me and yet they se my workes Fortie yeres I chydde with the nacyon and I sayde this people erreth in their hertes they alowe nat my wayes Unto whom I swore ī myne angre they shall neuer entrr ī to the lande of my rest The argument into the lxxxxvi Psal. ¶ The prophet moueth al creatures to the praise of god bycause that he now by Christ raygneth CAntate Synge ye to the lorde a new songe synge ye to the lorde as many as dwell vpon therth Synge ye to the lorde and prayse ye his name preache ye day by daye that sauynge helth whiche he bryngeth Put the gentyls also in mynde of his beautefull glory amōg all his people declare ye his merueles For right gret is the lorde worthy moche prayse he is to be feared before all goddes For all the goddes of the people are nought it is the lorde that hath made the heuens Noble fame clernes is before him power and maiestye shyne in his holy secrete place Gyue ye to the lorde honour welworthy his name brīge ye forth gyftes and come into his temple Worship ye the lorde in his ryche goodly temple feare him ye that inhabyte the erth Tell ye the gentyles that the lorde is kynge he shall stablissh the worlde lest it rele he shall iuge and reason with the people indifferētly Be glad ye heuens and let the erth ioye let the see take her pleasure what so euer swīmeth therin Let the felde laugh and what so euer is conteyned in it nowe let all the trees of the wode triumphe Ye and that before the lorde for he is come for he is come to gouerne the erth to gouerne the worlde with rightwisnes and the people of hys faythfulnesse The argument into the lxxxxvij Ps. ¶ In this Psalme Dauid prophesyeth of the kyngdome of Christe DOminus reg exul The lorde is kinge the erthe ioyeth many iyldes ar glad He is closed aboute with a derke cloude but his seate regall is sette in rightwisnesse and equyte Fyer goth before him and brenneth his enemyes round about him His lyghtnynges smyte the worlde roundabout the erth sawe them and trembled for feare Hylles melted awaye lyke waxe at the presens of the lorde they melted euen frō the presens of the lorde of all the erth The heuens shewed forth his xightwysnesse all the people sawe his gloriouse beautie Let them be shamed who soeuer worshyp carued images whiche also glorie in fayned pyctures of nought ye goddes all se that ye fall downe worshyp him Syon haue herde and is glad the cyties of Iuda reioise ī thy iugemēt● oh lord For thou lorde art higher thā all men of therth and farr exalted aboue all the goddes Ye that loue the Lorde se that ye hate euyll he kepeth the lyues of his sayntes delyuereth them frome the hādes of the vngodly Lyght is sprede amonge the rightwyse and gladnes to the vpright in herte Be glad ye rightwyse in the lorde sprede ye his holy memoriall euerywhere The argument into the lxxxxviij Psa. ¶ The argumēt of this psal is all one with the other before with the argumēt of the lxxxxvi p CAntate Synge ye to the Lorde a newe songe for he hath done meruelouse dedes he saued alonly with hys right hande and with his holy arme The lorde hath declared his sauing helthe he hath opened and sette forthe hys rightwysnesse before the gentyles He remēbreth his mercy his faythfull promyse to be performed vpon the house of Israhell All the costes of the erthe haue sene the sauynge helthe whyche our god hath brought Make ye melody to the lorde al therth lyfte vp your voice tryumph and synge ye Singe ye to the lorde with harpe playe vpon harpe the dytie with swete note With clariers trumpettes make ye melodye before the kynge which is the lorde Let the see romble out her melody and all therin ye the rounde worlde also all that enhabit it Let the floudes clappe their handes gtoither the hylles also be glad reioysynge before the Lorde For he is come to gouerne the erthe he shal gouerne the rounde worlde with ryghtwysnesse and the people with equyte The argument into the lxxxxix Psal. ¶ This Psalme syngeth the goodnes and power of god repesented some tyme by the Arche gyuen in ernest of his promyse DOminus reg iras The Lorde is kynge be the peple neuer so wrath he sytteth in his estate vpō the arche bytwene the Cherubyns although therthe be moued therat The lorde which dwelleth in Siō is right great his power is mighty ouer all peple Let mē sprede thi name for it is gret to be fered holy also This kīge excelleth in strēgth loue of iugement thou hast set all thynges in due ordre with Iacob so that they maye be nowe done of equyte and right Extolle ye therfore the lorde oure god fall ye down before his fote stole for he is holy Moyses Aharon chefe amōg his sacrifycers Samuell chefe amonge the callers vpon his name called vpō the lorde he graūted thē From the shadowe beme of the cloude he spoke to thē they marked and kepte hys cōmaundementes and ceremonies which he gaue them Lorde thou art our god thou graūtedest these men and for their sakes thou forgauest them also for these mennes sakes thou takest vengeaunce vpon them Extoll ye the lorde oure god and fall ye downe before his hyll for holy is the lorde our god The argument into the C. Psal. ¶ An exhortation vnto the prayse of god in the holy congregation IUbilate Make ye melody vnto the lorde all that dwell vpon the erth Worshyppe ye the lorde gladly come into his presens ioyfully Knowledge ye the lorde that he is god he hath made vs and nat we our selues we are his people and the flocke of his pasture Entre ye in to his gates with thākes geuyng into his for porches with prayse syngyng magnifie hī praise his name For the lorde is ryght gentle his mercy endureth in to euerlastynge his fayth fulnes into all ages The argumēt īto the C.i. Psal. ¶ Here the prophete promyseth him selfe to do the offyce of a Christen and holy prince that is to say fyrst to lyue perfectly him selfe and thā to vaynquishe euell men to promote the good The ditye of Dauid MIsericordiam iudici Of mercy equite shall be my songe vnto the shall I synge oh lorde I shall behaue my self wysely lyuyng īnocētly whā shalt thou come to me I shal walke in my house with a pure harmles hert No
shrewde thynge shall I purpose him that foloweth shrewdenes I hate and in no wyse shall he be to me belongynge A malicious herte shall avoyde fro me and an hurtful man shal I nat maīteyne A priuy backebiter of his neyghboure wyll I distroye a proude countinaunce with a swellīg herte hī wyl I nat suffre But I serche for them that loue faythfulnes in therth that suche myght dwell with me he that lyueth hurtelesse shall serue me There shall be no place in my house for him that doth deceitfully he that speketh lyes shall nat prospere with me But swiftly shall I dystroye these vngodly vpon therth that I might cut oute of the cyte of the lord all workers of falshed The argument in to the C.ii. Psal. ¶ This Psal. conteyneth a greuous complaint of the mysery of the holy people whiche nowe retourned from Babylon goynge aboute to repayre the temple and the cytie suffred great iniures and rebukes of the gentyles their borderers but there is annexed consolacyon in that they cōsydered the perpetual goodnes of god nowe begynnynge to shyne vpon thē thorowe the fauour of Ciri and Darii Rede the story in Ezra and Nehemiah the Prophete The tytle of the Ps. This is a prayer of the poore afflycte beynge in greuous anguishe and powrynge forth his complaynte before the lorde DOmine exaudi Lorde heare my prayer and suffre my depe desyre to come vnto the. Hyde nat thy face from me in tyme of my tribulation bow down thyn eare vnto me in the day whan I cal vpon the spede the to graunt me For my dayes verily ar vanyshed away lyke smoke and my bones are dryed vp lyke a stowe My hert is smytē thorow lyke grasse is wethered away in so moche as I forsoke to take myn own meate I was so dryed vp with my sorowfull and lowde syghes that my bones clyued to my skynne I am like an estrege of the wyldernes made lyke an houlet in an olde forlaten house I lye wakyng am left alone lyke the sparowe in the thacke Myn enemies reuyled me al day they that chidde me vsed my name opprobriously I eate therth in stede of brede lycke in my teares in stede of drinke And all is for thy indignacion thi wrath for whā I was a loft ethou threwest me downe My dayes are vanyshed away lyke a shadowe I my self am wythered lyke hay But thou lorde syttest styll for euer thy memoriall endureth in euery age Thou shalte ryse haue pety on Syon for it is tyme for the to fauour it for the day apointed is now come For the stones of it please thy seruantes verily and they fauor her soyle Euen the haythen also shal worship the name of the Lord al the kynges of the erth shal knowlege thy glorious beaute The lorde verily shal bylde Syon he shal be sene in his beauteful glory And he shal haue respect vnto the prayer of the pore forsaken his prayer shal he nat dispise This thynge shal be writen for the worlde to come and for his cause the people which ar yet vnmade shall prayse the Lorde For he shal loke forth of his hyghe holy place the Lorde euyn frō heuen shall beholde the erth To here the syghes of them that are in bondes and to lose the chyldren iuged to dethe That they myght preache the name of the Lorde in Syon and his prayse in Ierusalem Whan the people the kyngdomes shall be gathered togyther to worshyp the lord He abated my courage in my iourney hath cut of my dayes I say ● my god take me nat awaye in the myddes of my dayes for thy yeres endure thorow out all ages In the begīning thou laydest the foundation of the erthe and the heuens are thy handy worke They shall perishe whan thou shalt stande fast and all thynges shall ware olde lyke a garment thou shalt dresse them agayn lyke a garment they shal be chaunged But thou art euen thyne owne self and thy yeres shall neuer be ended The chyldren of thy seruātes shall dwel styll and their posterite shall lyue prosperously and blessedly in thy presens The argumēt in to the C.iii. Psal. ¶ In this Psalme the Prophete prayseth the goodnes of god towarde men which forgyueth their synnes and gyueth them plentuously the goodnes both of body and soule wherfore he exhorteth both men and angels and all creatures to prayse god The ditie of Dauid BEnedic aīa Prayse thou the lorde o my soule and all that are within me prayse his holy name Prayse thou the lord o my soule forgete nat his benefytes Whiche forgyueth the all thy iniquities and heleth all thy deseases He redimeth thy lyfe frō ꝑdicyon heapeth vpon the on euery syde his mercy gentlenes He fylleth thy soule with goodnes renueth thy yougth lyke an Egle. Of rightwysnes and equite he restoreth all men that suffre wronge He hath made his waies knowē to Moises his dedes to the chyldrē of Israell The lorde is prone vnto mercy and bēte vnto fauour he is slowe vnto wrath and plentuous in goodnes He shal nat chyde alwayes neither kepe hatred in mynde euer to be auēged He hath nat deelt with vs after our synnes neither rewarded vs accordynge to our iniquytes But loke howe hyghe heuēs ar ouer the erth euyn so high hath he made his mercy to preuayle ouer thē that worshyp him And loke howe farre the eest is from the weest euen so farre hath he set our synnes from vs. Loke howe the fathers herte yerneth vpon his chyldren euen so doth the lorde pety them that feare him For he knoweth of what frayle metall we are he remembreth full well that we are but duste The dayes of man ar lyke grasse for as a flowre of the felde he florissheth for a tyme. Whom whan the wīde hath ouerblowē by by is it gone and his place where he was knoweth hī no more But the mercy of the lorde endureth from worldes vnto worldes ouer them that feare him and his ryghwysnes stretcheth to their chyldres children Unto those which kepe couenaunt with him and holde in mynde his cōmaundementes to th entent they wolde do them The lorde hath set fast his seate regal in the heuens and all thynges are subiecte vnto his kyngdome Prayse the lorde ye whiche are his messagers valiaunt in power which do his commaundementes obeynge him at a worde Prayse ye the lorde all his hoste ye that are his mynisters which do his pleasure Prayse ye the lorde all his workes ye that in euery place of his dominion The argument in to the C.iiij Psal. ¶ This Psal. is a prayse wherin the Prophete magnifyeth god of the creation of the world and of the mercyfull gouernaunce therof BEnedic Praise thou the lorde my soule oh lorde my god thou art greatly to be magnifyed thou hast ornoured thy selfe with fame clerenesse and glorye Thou deckest thy selfe with lyght as with a garment thou
sprīge wethers ye hylles to play lyke lāmes At the presens of the lorde the erth must nedes trēble feare ye that at the p̄sēs of the god of Iacob For he bryngeth the harde rock into a ponde of water euē the very stonne into plentuous springes The argument into the C.xv Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid prayeth god for glorye of his name to do good vnto the people that it myght be openly knowē him onely to be god all Images to be but Idoles NOn nobis domine Nat to vs lorde nat to vs but vnto thy name gyue the glory and prayse for thy mercy and for thy trouthes sake Wherfore shulde the gentyls say where is nowe their god Whā our god is in the heuēs he doth what soeuer lyketh him Their images are but golde and syluer euyn the worke of mannes hande They haue mouthes yet speke thei nat eyes se nat eares and here nat nose and smell nat They haue handes and nothynge fele they fete and goo nat withe their throte make they no noyse Unto these Idoles are th●y lyke that make them and as many as trust vnto them But Israhell trust thou in the lorde for he helpeth them and is their shelde Ye of the house of Aharon se that ye trust in the lorde for he is their helpe their shelde Ye worshippers of the lorde se that ye truste in the lorde for he is to thē helpe and defender The lorde wyll haue vs in mīde it is he that wyll do good he wyll do good to the house of Israell to the house of Aarō He wyll be benefyciall to the worshippers of the lorde as well to the lytell as to the great The lorde might encrease his good mynde toward you towarde you towarde youre chyldren Ye ar they to whom the lorde doth good which hath made heuen and the erth The heuēs the veri heuens ar the lordes but the erth hath he gyuen to rhe childrē of mē The dede in no maner of wyse shall prayse the lorde neyther they that go downe to the place of sylence But we shall magnifye and prayse the lorde from this tyme in to euerlastynge ❧ Prayse ye the lorde The argument in to the C.xvi. Psal. ¶ This Psalme is a thankefull songe for the helpe of the lorde wherby Dauyd escaped whā he was nowe compassed in of Saules hoste DIleri I loue the lorde for he hath herde me he hath herde the depe desyers of my herte He bowed down his eares vnto me wherfore whyles I lyue shall I call vpon him The sorowfull snares of dethe helde me strayte strayte anguysshes hampered me in anguisshe and afflyction founde me But yet the name of the lord I called vpō I beseche the lorde delyuer my soule The lord our rightwyse god is prone vnto fauour he is redy bente vnto mercy The lorde kepeth the pore sīpleōs I was full poore full of care and he saued me Turne the my soule vnto thy rest for the lorde hath rewarded the. For thou hast delyuerd my soule from deth myne eyes from teares and my fete from slydynge I shall continue and dwell before the lorde amonge the lyuynge men I beleued and therfore muste I nedes speke but I was fore scurged therfore So that I thought sayd with my selfe whan I fled so hastely euery mā is a lyer What shal I gyue agayn to the lorde for all the benefytes which he hath gyuē me I shall take the cuppe in the thankefull fyft for the helpe brought me and I shal call vpon the helpe of the lorde Nowe shall I performe my vowes vnto the lorde in the presens of all his people Precious is the deth of his sayntes in the eyes of the lorde Ye verily lorde for I am thy seruant I am thy seruāt the sonne of thy hande mayde euen thou hast losed my bondes Unto the shall I make the sacryfyce of prayse the name of the lorde shall I cal vpon Nowe shall I performe my vowes before al his people In the fore porches of the house of the lorde in the myddes of thy Ierusalem The argument in to the C.xvii Ps. ¶ In this Psal. the Prophete prophesyeth the gospell to be preched to the gentils LAudate dominū oēs Prayse ye the lorde all gentyls magnifye him al nacions For his mercy is sprede ouer vs and the faithfulnes of the lorde standeth for euer The argument into the C.xviii Ps. ¶ This Psalme is a prayer in whiche Dauid delyuered now from all his afflyctions and promoted to be kynge of all Israell opēly in the tabernacle of god gaue him thankes also layde forth the persone of Christ in him selfe COnfitemini Magnifye ye the lorde for he is gratious his mercy endureth for euer Let Israell now magnifye hī for his me●cy ēdureth for euer Let the house of Aharon magnifye him for his mercy endureth for euer Let as many as feare the lorde magnifye him for his mercy endureth for euer Whan I was in a greuous straynte I called vpon the lorde and he graunted to set me at large The lorde standeth on my syde I shall nat feare what so euer man maye do vnto me The lorde standeth on my syde with my helpers and I shall se my desyre vpon thē that hate me It is beter for one to cōmytte him self to the tuicion defence of the lorde than to mānes defence It is better to put our confydence in the lorde than in men be they neuer so great Whan all the gētyles beseged me on euery syde well sayde I in the name of the lorde for I shall cut them away They cōpassed me in ye they beset me in round about well sayd I in the name of the lorde for I shall cutte them away They swarmed about me lyke bees and inuaded me as fersly as fyer that drie thornꝭ but they were sone quenched for I sayde well in the name of the lorde I shall cut thē awaye I was cast with great vyolence redy to haue fallen but the Lorde sustayned and helpte me The lorde is my strēgth the very same whom I prayse it is he that is my sauynge helthe The voyce of triumph of men ioyfully publysshynge theire sauynge helpe nowe broughte vnto theym is in the tabernacles of the ryghtwyse for the right hāde of the lorde hath broȝt it so mightely to passe The right hāde of the lorde is exellent high the right hāde of the lorde hath brought it so mightely to passe I shall nat dye but lyue and shall publysshe the workes of the lorde He chastysed him with greuouse ernest chastemute but yet he betoke me nat to deth Open ye vnto me the gates of the company of rightwysemen and I shall enter in at them and magnifye the lorde This is the gate of the lorde the rightwyse shall enter in therat I shall magnifye the for thou hast graūted me hast brought me a sauīge helpe The
whose heuy laboure of their owne lippꝭ might ouerwhelme thē Let colles of fyer fall vpon theym caste them downe into the fyer pyttes oute of the whyche they maye neuer aryse Let nothynge prospere in therth with this busye tonged lyenge man let his owne mischef hunte forthe this vyolente man vntyll it hath cast hym downe hedlynge I knowe that the lorde wyll auenge the poore afflycte and delyuer the nedyons The rightwise verily shall magnify and sprede thy name the pure in herte shall dwell in thy presens The argument into the C.xli. Psal. ¶ Dauid chased awaye from the tabernacle of god prayeth first to optayne the spirite wherby he might preferre the frendlye sharpe rebuke of the sayntes the fauour of thungodly their felycyte dispysed afterwarde he desyreth worthye vēgeance to his enemys his owne delyuerance DOmine clama●i Lorde it is thou that I call vppon haste the to me here me as sone as I call vpon the. Let my prayer ascende luckely in to thy syght lyke incense let the lyftynge vp of my hādes be in the stede of the euenīge sacrifyce Lorde set a keper to my mouth and kepe thou dilygently the dore of my lyppes Bowe thou nat my herte into any mischeuous thīge lest I be about to commytte vngodly dedes with men gyuen all to wickednes so eate their daynties with them Let the rightwyse smyte me for my soules profyte for I hadde leuer he chastyned me than the softe oyntment of thungodly shulde souple my heed For yet do I stande instantly withe my prayer agaynste their malyce Let their chefe rulers be cast downe hed lynge in to stonnye places that yet other men might beare my swete wordes As one that plougheth slytteth and deuydeth the erthe euyn so were we shaken a sondre and oure bones were scattered aboute oure graues Wherfore vnto the o lorde lorde my eyes are lyfte vp whan in the put I my truste powre thou nat out my soule Kepe me frome their snares whiche they haue bente for me and from the trappes of thē which ar gyuen all to wickednes Let these vngodly fall in to their owne snares whyles I escape for euer with other men The argument into the C.xlij. Psal. ¶ Here Da remēbreth his flyght frō Saule ī to a certayn caue where he abode as he beleued his owne takinge was in a greuouse straynte but he prayed to the lorde Rede the historie in the first of the kynges the .xxiiii. Chap. The tytle This psalme is the instruction of Dauid and his prayer whan he was in the caue UOce mea Unto the lorde I crye before the lorde I fell downe made my prayer Before him I powred forthe my heuy meditacyon before hym I layde my strayte anguysshe Whan my spiryte was sore tormented with in my selfe thou knewest my way they setted snares for me in the pathes where I went I loked on my righthande and I loked on my lyfte hande there was nat one that wolde make any knowlege to me all refuge was taken fro me there was nat one that wolde seke to saue my lyfe I cryed vnto the O lorde and I sayde thou arte my helpe thou arte my porciō among the lyuyng men Attende vnto my cryenge for I am in a greuouse and wretched state delyuer me frō my pursuers for they haue preuayled agaynst me Leade my soule oute of prison that it might spreade thy name let me be compassed about with rightwysmen for it is thou that shalte do me good The argument into the C.xliii Psal. ¶ This psalme hath the same argumente with the psalme before for it entreateth the same mater The tytle The songe of Dauyd DOmine exaudi O lorde heare my prayer lysten vnto my feruente besechynge for thy trouthes sake graunte me for thy rightwysnesse Haue thou nat to do with thy seruaunt in iugemente for in thy presence no man lyuenge is reputed rightwyse A cruell enemye verilye persecuted my soule he hathe caste downe my lyfe in to the erth he hath sette me in derknesse lyke as men iuged to dethe My spirite is sore troubled within me my herte wexeth colde in my brest But at last I remembred the dayes past I consydred all thy workes and pōdred in mynde the dedes of thy handes I stretched forthe my handes vnto the my soule desyrously panted and brethed for the I gaped for the lyke thursty erth Selah Haste the to graunt me o lorde for my spirite fainteth hyde nat thy face from me onlesse I be lyke men goynge downe into their graues Make me shortly to heare of thy mercy able goodnes for in the do I truste shewe me the waye wherin I maye go for vnto the haue I lyfted vp my soule Delyuer me fro my enemyes o lorde my god for at the do I hyde my selfe Teache me to do thy pleasures for thou art my god thy good spirit might lede me in to the right way For thy names sake lorde restore me for thy rightwysnes leade my soule out of this strayt anguyshe Ye for thy mercyes sake all to distroye my enemyes shake away all that trouble my soule for I am thy seruant The argument into the C.xliiij Psa. ¶ Here in this psalme Dauid the prophet praiseth the lorde god for that he hathe delyuered him from all perylles and from all his troubelouse enemyes and hath made him kynge his kyngdome to florisshe with all maner felycitye BEnedictus do Praised be the lorde which fyghteth for me which hath instructe my handes to battayle and lerned my fyngers to fyghte Whiche is my mercy my bulwarke my castell and my delyuerer my shelde and he in whom I truste whiche casteth the people vnder me O lorde what thyng is man that thou thus moche settest by him what is this mortall mā that thou thus regardest him Man is lyke a thynge of nought hys dayes ar but a vayne flyenge shadowe But the lorde lettith downe theuens discendeth he toucheth the hilles and they smoke He casteth forth lyghtenynges and scattereth theym he sendeth forthe his arowes and distroubleth them Let downe thy hande frō aboue delyuer me delyuer me from these myghtye waters from the power of strange men Whose mouthe speketh vayne thinges their riȝthāde is a riȝthāde doyng deceit O god I shall synge a newe dytie vnto the with kytte and tenne stringed instrumentes shall I synge vnto the. Which bryngest helpe vnto kynges whiche haste delyuered Dauyd thy seruaunt from the myscheuouse swerde Take me vppe and delyuer me frome the handes of strange men whose mouthes speke vanytes whos 's ryghthande is a right hande that dothe disceyte That our sōnes might growe lyke well thriuīg plantes our daughters gorgyously set forthe lyke the cornerde houses might represēt the beauty of the temple Let our garners be replenyshed with all maner of corne our shepe with thousande folde encrese might fulfyll euery waye Let oure oxen be stronge for draught burden no
The Psalter of Dauid in Englyshe purely and faythfully trāslated after the texte of Felyne euery Psalme hauynge his argument before declarynge brefely thentente substance of the hole Psalme To the reder BE glad in the lorde dere brethern gyue hī thākes whiche nowe at the last of his merciable goodnes hath sent you his Psalter in Englysshe faithfully purely translated which ye may nat mesure iuge after the comē texte Fo● the trouth of the Psalmes muste b● fetched more nygh the Hebrue veri●te in the which tonge Dauid with the other sīgers of the Psalmes firs● songe them Let the gostly lerned i● the holy tonge be iuges It is the spirituall man saith Paule which hath the spirite of god that must decerne and iuge all thynges And the men quietly syttyng if the truth be shewed them must iuge and stande vp speke the first īterpretour holdynge his peace god giue you true spirituall and quiete syttynge iuges Amen Beatus vir Psal. .i. ¶ The argument of the first psalme ¶ They that forsake theyr coūseyls the waies the lernyng and conuersatyon of the vngodly geuynge thēself holie to the knowlege of goddes ●awe to lyue therafter ar blessed the other ar wycked vngodly The blessed ar lykened to a moist frutful tre fast plāted by the wa● side the vngodly to dri baren dust scatred with the wīde BEatus vir Blessed is that man whiche walketh nat in the coūsaile of the vngodly stādeth nat in the waye of sīners sytteth nat in the seat of the pestelēt scorners But hath all his pleasure ī the lawe of the lord vpō it his mīde is ocupied both day night Sith a man shall be lyke a tree planted by the ryuer ●yde which wyl gyue forth her frutes in due tyme and her leues shall nat wither for what so euer he shall do shal ꝓspere But so shal nat the vngodly for they shal be lyke dust which is dyspersed with the wynde Wherfore these vngodly shal nat stande in the iugemēt neither these synners maye abyde in the companye of the rightwyse For the lorde aproueth the waye of the ryghtwyse but the waye of synners shall perisshe The argument into the .ii. psal ¶ This psal sheweth who were againste god his sonne Christ their vayne study howe god aboue scorneth their enforcementes howe that Christes kyngdome standeth encreseth whiles they perisshe and that the waye of helth is to truste and to cleue to Christe our kynge QUare fremuerūt gentes Wherfore do the gentyls thus swell clustre togyther Wherfore do the people of the iewes thus gnaste in vayne Wherfore conspire the kingꝭ of therth the chefe prestꝭ thus cast theyr hedes togyder against the lorde his anointed Sayeng lette vs breke their bondes lette vs caste of their yokes But he that hath his residēs ī heuē derideth thē the lorde scorneth thē ▪ Than shall he thrust them downe in his wrath in his indignation shal he all to trouble thē I haue constitute ordened my kynge to be ouer Sion my holy hyl I shall shewe forth the lordes cōmaundemēt for he said vnto me thou arte my sonne whō I haue now openly declared Aske of me I shall gyue the that nations into thy heritage to be thyn owne possession thorow out all the worlde Thou shalte smyte thē togyther with an yerne sceptre shalt br●ke thē lyke erthē vessels Nowe therfore ye kynges be wise vnderstand ye rulers of the erth be content to be monished lerned Serue ye the lorde besely study to gyue him his honour ioyfully with reuerēce Kysse ye the sonne lest he beīg wrath your lyfe perishe for hys angre shall be shortly kyndled And thā blessed ar all men that truste in him The argument in to the .iii. Psalme ¶ Dauid merueleth complaineth to the lorde of the multitude boldnes of his enemies cōmitteth hī selfe with gret trust to the lorde whiche wyl shortly smyte thē downe for no mā els may saue no mā is ꝑtaker of helth but he trust in hī The title of the ps The songe or ditie of Dauid fleīg frō his sōne Absalō Thistori is writē ī the .ii. boke of kīges frō the xv cha to the xx DOmine quid Lorde see what a sorte there are that trouble me full many there are that ryse agaīst me Many ther are that thīke thus vpō my soule surely ther is no helth to be loked for from god vnto this man Selah But thou lorde thou art my helpe my glory thou liftest vp my heed The lorde I called vpō with my prayer he answered me euen from his holy hyll Selah I shall lye down slepe I my self shall vpwake me for the lorde sustayneth me I shall fere ye thousandꝭ folke althogh they besige me roūde aboute A rise lorde saue me any god thou shalt gyue all my enemys such a clap on their chekꝭ that anone the tethes of these vngodly shal be broken It is the lordes properte to saue and thy people it be houeth to be holpē and endued with thy ●enefytes Selah ¶ This worde Selah sygnifyeth the sentence before to be pondred with a depe effecte longe to be rested vpon the voyce there to be exalted The argument into the .iiii. psalme ¶ Dauid sheweth the goodnesse of god and his helpe brought to hī whyles his sonne Absalon coniured against him he reproueth the madnesse of the nobles of Israhell cōspirynge agaynst hī calleth thē to repentāce after this he reioyseth of the great plētuousnesse pease surenes restored thorow the goodnes of god vnto him The title of the psalme Dauides song vpon an instrumēt played for his victorie CUm inuocarem Whan I called vpō the thou answeredest me whiche art the god of my rightwysnes Whan I was in astrayte thou dyddest set me at large haue mercy vpon me and heare my depe desyre O mē howe long entende ye to turne my glory into shame howe lōge wyll ye loue vayne thinges seke lyes Selah I wold ye knewe it that the lorde hath set aparte chosē vnto hī his saint the lorde shall here whan I call vpon hī All though ye be moued yet se ye synne nat pondre all thinges in your mynde as ye lye in bedde that ye myght so set your hertes at rest Selah Make your sacri●fice with rightwysnes put your trust 〈◊〉 the lorde Many thinke sayeng se who shal shewe vs our desyre lorde let thy shy●nyng face illumine vs. Thou hast poured my hert full of gladnes whete wy●e haue ben encresed vnto them in tyme. Now therfore thei restored to peace● I shal lye downe slepe for thou lord hast so ordred me that I may lyue fre safe ¶ The argument into the .v. psal ¶ This psalme is a prayer of a man oppressed of wicked enemyes whome whan he knoweth to be hated of god he taketh herte vnto him agayn trustyng that
hī nat moch lesse inferior thā Angels with so great dignite glory hast thou ēdued hī Thou hast made hī lorde of thy handy workes thou hast cast all thinges vnder his fete As flockes of shepe all herdes of nete also the wilde bestꝭ Foules of the aire fisshꝭ of the see what soeuer swīmeth in the water Lorde ye our lorde howe wōdreful reuerēt is thi nam ī all therth The argument into the .ix. Ps. ¶ Dauid in this psalme singeth his songe of victorie in the which he gyueth thankes for his noble victory vpon Goliath afterwarde he extolleth the ryghtwysnes of god whiche delyuereth his children in tyme at the last he cōcludeth with prayer desyrynge god to represse to quēch the vngodly The tytle of the psalme The songe of Dauid cōmitted to the chaūter of the qu●re to be sōge vpō their musycall īstrumētes COnfitebor tibi do I shal magnify the lord with my hert I shal shewe forth all thy miracles I shall reioyse glory in the I shal sprede thy name oh most hyghest For thou hast brought it so to passe that al my enemyes are fled they ar ded one fallyng vpon another in their flyghte For thou hast gyuen sentence with me thou hast affirmed my cause thou sittest ī iugement a rightwyse iuge Thou hast sore blamed the hethē the vngodly is fallē down ded thou hast quenched their name for euer O thou aduersary hast thou distroied for euer hast thou throwē downe cyties is their memorial with thē ded as thou thoughtest to bringe to passe No verily for the lorde raigneth yet styl for euer his seat of iugemēt is made redy He shall iuge the worlde of his rightwysnes shal gyue sentēce vpō the people euēly The lorde shall be a refuge for the pore oppressed in tyme of afflictiō In the shal they trust that know thy name for thou wylte nat forsake the sekers of the lorde Synge ye to the lorde whiche dwelleth in Sion declare his noble faytꝭ among the people For he maketh enquerāce for murther forgetteh nat the bloudsheders he shall nat forget the cryyng of the pore afflicte Haue mercy vpō me lord behold my afflictiō which I suffre of my haters lyft me vp euē frō the very thresshold of deth That I myght remēbre all thy praises within the gates of Siō I shall reioyse of the helth which thou hast brought The heythen ar drouned in their own pyt and their fete ar tyed in their own net which they bet so preuily Noble is the lorde full wide is his power ī that the vngodly is thꝰ trapped ī his own snare for such is his praise Selah The vngodly shal slyde down to hell al heithen that forget god But the pore forsakē shall nat be forgotē for euer nether the good hope of the aflicte shall alwaies be vayn Arise lorde let nat the mortall mā p̄uayle execute iugemēt vpō the hethē Lord smite thē with feare lerne the hethē to konw their selues mortal Selah The argument into the .x. Psal. ¶ This psal is a prayer against the peruerse malycious importune men oppressynge vndoyng the pore afflict with crafty violēce in the which also their intollerable pryde their vngodlynes both their crafte to hurt and their studye are all descrybed QUare dn̄e reces Wherfore abydest thou so far oh lorde wylt thou be hyd frō vs in tyme of our afflyction whyles the vngodly is a lofte he persecuteth the pore afflycte let them be snared with their owne crafty deceyt which they study for For what thīge so euer lyketh hym that he prayseth he bendeth him self al to lucre he careth nat whither he speke wel or euyll of the lorde This vngodly man loketh a loft he regardeth nat that ther is any god neither is he in his thoughtes What thinges he take in hāde they prosper a longe tyme to his minde thy punyshement is lyfte vp high frō him he thinketh to cast downe all his enemyes with a blast of his mouth He thīketh in his hert I shal nat fal I shal cōtinue throw out the worldes wythout hurte His wordes swīme in periury fraude deceite what so euer his tōge saith it is iniury shrewdnes He lyeth bent to catche decaied vyllages he kylleth the innocēt preuily his eyes ar fast vpon the pore wretches He layeth pryuy watches he lyeth bēt like a lion ī his dēne to deuoure the poore afflicte he distroyeth hī whiles he drawe him into his net He maketh him self like a sycke weyke man but the pore afflyct fal away thorow his strēgth He thinketh in his herte god careth nat for these mē he turneth his face frō thē wyll neuer se thē Aryse lord oh god lyft vp thy hāde dyspise nat thy pore afflict For how lōge shall this vngodly blaspheme god for he sayth in his here that thou seest nat But thou seest verily for thou beholdest īiury indignation whā it shal please the thou wilt declare thy selfe in very dede The poore afflicte cōmitteth him selfe to the which art wonte to be an helper to the yong fatherles Al to breke the strength of the vngodly hurtful man folowe vpon hī serchyng out his vngodlynes than shal he nowhere apere The lorde is kīge for euer these hethen vngodly haue perisshed are fallē frō his erth The desyres of the pore afflyct the lorde hath herde thou shalt gyue them aquy●● minde thy eare shal be intēt vnto thē To delyuer the yōg fatherles pore oppressed so that this mortall mōstre be no more fered vpon therth The argumēt into the .xi. Psal. ¶ Here Dauid chalengeth these men which made him to auoyde and to fle from euery parte of the lordshyp of Israhel hauyng no place to hyde him He doth here also declare his trust in god magnifyeth his iugement agaynst bothe good euyll Rede the history ī the first of the kīges frō the xxii ▪ Cha. vnto the .xxvii. The tytle of the ps For Dauides vyctory was thys Psal. songe IN domino confido I haue put my trust in the lorde wherfore thā by byd ye me fle doune frō your hyl like a byrde ▪ For lo the vngodly haue bēt their bow ● haue set their arowes therin to smyte the perfyte in hert espyed ī preuy places For ther is no place sure to abyde ī but what I pray you haue the riȝtwise deserued The lorde is resydēt in his holy tēple in heuē is his seat regall his eyes loke forth he be holdeth to espie the sōnes of mē The lorde examyneth the rightwise but he hateth in his hert the vngodli the man also that loueth vyolēce wronge He wyl sēde fyer vpō the vngodly lyke rayn brēning lyghtenīges brimstō and hote whirlwindꝭ for such parte shall they drike For rightwise is the lord he loueth the rightwyseman fauoreth the mayntener of the ryght The argument into the .xii. Psal. ¶ Here Dauid
the and were nat shamed But as for me I am but a worme and no man euen the very approbry of the men and am abiecte frō the vylest folke All that se me made but a laughynge stocke on me they mocked me with their lippes wagged their heddꝭ at me Sayeng this vyllayne referred all thinges to the lorde let him nowe delyuer hī if he wyll for he loueth hym well But yet thou arte he whiche leddest me out of my mothers wombe myn owne refuge euen from my mothers teares As sone as I came into this worlde I was layde in thy lappe thou art my god euen from my mothers wōbe Go thou nat farre fro me for my trouble draweth nigh neither is there any mā that wil helpe There are beset me rounde aboute great sturdy steares ye that fatte bulles of Bashan haue hedged me in Lyke a rorīge lyon pantyng and gapyng for his prya● their mouthes ar open vpō me naked before them I sanke awaye lyke water all my bones shoke out of ioynt my herte within m● melted away lyke waxe The moyster of my body was dryed vp and I was lyke a po●sherde my tonge cleued to the sydes of my mouthe thou 〈…〉 me to my graue For euen lyke dogges they came about me the chy●●he of noyous men hedged me in they dygged thorow my hādes fete A mā might haue tolde all my bones and they gasyng vpō me thus petylesse entreated toke theyr pleasure They parted my ouer clothes to theym selue for my tother cote they casted dyse But thou oh lorde be nat farre o my strength haste the to come helpe me Delyuer my lyfe from the deth stroke and my deare soule from the wodnesse of these dogges Saue me from the mouthes of these lyons and defende my pore symplenesse frō the hornes of these vnycorns I shall sprede thy name amōg my bretherne in the myddes of the congregation I shall prayse the. I saye ye that feare the lorde se that ye prayse him all ye of the seede of Iacob glorifye him and all ye of the progeny of Israhell fere him For he hath nat despysed nor abhorred the troublouse afflyctyon of the pore in no maner of wyse turneth he his face from hī but whan he cried vnto him he herde him I shall praise the in the gret cōgregation I shall ꝑform my vowes before his worshippers The meke mē shal ete and be satisfyed they that seke the lorde shal praise him their hert shal lyue ioye for euer The dwellers in thextreme partes of therth shal remēbre thē selues be turned to the lorde all hethen nations shal fall downe before the. For the kingdome is the lordes he is lorde ouer all natiōs All the riche men of therth shal ete do him homage they shal be bowed down before him discēde in to their graues for they may nat ꝓlonge any lyfe to their soules But their posterite shall serue him shal be nōbred to the lord for euer And thus their chylders chyldren shall shewe the rightwisnesse whiche he hath gyuē to the peple which is yet to be borne ❧ The argumēt in to the xxiii ps ¶ In this psalme Dauid declareth and setteth forth the maruelous suretie of the truste in god also howe blessed a thīg it is The song of Da. DOminus regit me The lord is my pastore and feder wherfore I shall nat wante He made me to fede in a full plentuous batle groūde and dyd dryue retche me at layser by the sewte ryuers He restored my lyfe ledde me by the pathes of ryghtwysnes for his name sake Ye if I shuld go thorow the myddes of deth yet wyll I feare non yuel for thou arte with me thy staffe thy shepe hoke counfort me Thou shalt sprede garnyshe me a table ye that in the syght of myne enemyes thou shalte souple my hed with oyntement and my full cuppe shall laugh vpon me Ye and thy mercy and gentelnes shall folowe me all my lyfe I shal sitte in the house of the lorde a longe tyme. The argument into the .xxiiij. Psal. ¶ In this psal Dauid syngeth all thinges to be the lordes howe wonderfull he hathe layde the foundation of the erthe vnder the see yet the erth appereth aboue it He asketh a questyō who shall enter into the kyngdome of god and answereth therto cōcludynge all thinges be thei neuer so stoute stronge to be obedyente to hys worde and to be opened at his pleasure whiche is the moost valyant gloriouse kinge The tytle of the psalme The songe of Dauid DOmini est terra The erthe is the lordes all that is cōteyned in it the rounde worlde all that inhabyt it For in the see hath he set his foūdatiōs and hath buylded her aboue the flodes Who shall clymbe into the hyll of the lorde or who shall abyde in his holy place An innocēte in his dedes and he that is pure in hert that hath nat extolled hīself proudly into vanyte neither hath sworn for any disceyte This man shal be fedde with the blessynge of the lord with the mercy of god his sauyour This is the nation gyuen all vnto him seketh him this is the very right Iacob· Selah Oh ye gates lyfte vp your selues ye gates euer lastynge be ye opened this gloryouse kynge shall in enter Who is this kynge y● is so glorious it is the myghty valiaunt lorde Noble in power a lorde exellent in strength to wage batayle Oh ye gates lyft vp your selue ye gates euerlastyng be ye opened that gloryoꝰ kynge shall ī entre Who is this kynge that is so glorioꝰ it is the lord of hostes it is he y● is this gloryous kyng Selah The argumēt in to the .xxv. Psal. ¶ This Psalme is a praier of an holy man oppressed with synne and with the hasty violence of his enemyes wherfore he prayeth the lorde to delyuer him from his synnes to teche him his wayes to delyuer him from the fury of his enemyes and that for his mercyes sake thorowe which he was wonte to saue suche as trusted in him and nat to forsake synners holden yet with any feare and truste whiche both he knowlegeth of him selfe at laste he setteth to a lytell praier for all the people of god The tytle of the psal The songe of Dauid AD te dn̄e leuaui Unto the oh lorde I lyfte vp my mynde my god I trust in the let me nat be shamed lest min enemyes reioyse vpon me For they shal nat be shamed who so euer depende vpon the but they shal be shamed that wrongfully hurte innocentes Shewe me thy wayes lorde wonte me to thy pathes Lede me forth for thy faithfull truthes sake acquainte me with the for thou art god my sauyour of whom I depende parpetually Lorde remembre thy mercy thy gracyouse fauour for in these thynges thou excellest euē frō the beginnīg But
euyll for good and ar agaīst me because I sought studyously to profyt them Forsake me nat lorde be nat ferre fro me my god Spede y● to helhe me lorde my sauynge helth The argumēt in to the .xxxix. Psal. ¶ Here Dauid nat withstādynge he was vexed with full bytter and greuous diseases yet he refrayned his tonge l●st in complaynyng he might haue spoken some inconuenient wordes namely his aduersaries hearynge him but to god he cōplayned of those thynges whiche he suffred of the shortnes of al his lyfe and desyred of god delyueraunce of his disease whiche he knowleged to haue suffred for his synne and that worthely The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Dauid committed vnto Ieduthun the chefe chāter amōg the sīgers of a certayn ordre ī their quere DIxit custodiam I thought with my selfe sayeng I shal so kepe my self that I wyll nat offende with my tonge But that I wold be moseld for spekyng my aduersary beynge present By the reson of longe sylence I was made so domme that I might nat speke of any thyng were it neuer so good but ī the meane season my sorowe freted me inwardly My herte brent within me lyke fyer whiles I mused with my self breakynge to no man my mynde But at last I losed my tonge and I brake forth in to these wordes Sewe me lorde I besech the what myne ende shall be or what shall be the measure of my lyfe let me knowe I beseche the howe shorte is my tyme. Lo as for my dayes they ar but an hādfull ye they are nothynge to the what sayd I ye euery man stande he neuer so faste is but vanite and nought Selah What is he ye euery man walketh lyke a shadowe it is but vanite nothīg what so euer mortal mē enforse They heape togyther riches but they knowe nat for whom they gather thē And nowe my lorde wherfore do I tary in y● verily my hope is layd vp Wherfore delyuer thou me from all my synne set me nat forth for a laughyng stoke before the wiked mā I helde my pease opened nat ones my mouth for thou madest me thus to do Take awaye therfore thy plage for thy strōge hāde hath almost made an ende of me Surely whyles thou in chastening any man for his synne doest but chyde him onely anon thou consumest him So that what so euer thyng is pleasant in him anon it perissheth as a mought eten cloth what sayd I verily euery mā is but vanyte nothyng worth Selah Lorde here my prayer gyue eare vnto my cryenge ceasse nat whyles I wepe for I gyuen vnto the am here but away faryng stranger as were all my fathers Spare me that I might brethe a lyttell before I ceasse go oute of this worlde The argument in to the .xl. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Dauid glorieth of his delyuerance thorowe the helpe of god from a greate peryll he merueleth of the infynite mercy of god towarde them that feare him for which thyng seynge that he desyreth no sacrifyce but euyn mā himself he yeldeth hīselfe to him magnifiēg hi● rightwysnesse mercy he toucheth that his synnes were cause of his peryll and at the laste he prayeth god to cast downe his enemyes and to make glad good men with his gentilnes EXpectās expectaui Whyles I abode I taryed for the lorde he bowed downe his eare to me and herde my crienge He led me out of the tough cley and muddy pitte the water arisyng roūd about me he set my fete vpon the stone and gaue quycke spede to my steppes And he put in to my mouth a newe sōge to praise therwith our god Which thynge many perceyue to be worshippe to the lorde began also lyke wise to trust in him Blessed is that mā that setteth the lorde before him for his hope hath no respecte to the proude men ●leuynge to vaine lyes the truth forsaken Many thinges hast thou done lorde my god thy noble dedes and depe counsels as cōcernynge vs no man maye comprehende no man maye shewe ne expresse them neyther maye they be nombred Thou delytedest neyther in sacrifyce nor in oblation but hast opened my right eares to here the neyther brente sacrifyce nor yet any slayn beest hast thou desired And than I sayd lo I myselfe am here presente of me it is wrytten in the bokes of the lawe It hath lyked me well to do thy wyll my god thy lawe is set faste with in me in my very herte I shall preache thy rightwysnes in the full cōgregation lo I haue nat holden my mouth as thou lorde well knowest In no maner wise haue I hid thy rightwisnesse within me but thy faithfulnesse thy sauynge wyll haue I sprede I haue nat cessed to shew forth thy mercy thy trouthe in the full congregation Neither thou lorde also hast holdē thy gratyouse mercyes fro me thy gentyll fauour thy trouth preserue me perpetually For I was ouerwhelmed with innumerable troubles my synnes combred me so that I myght nat se thē all they were farre mo thā the heere 's of my heed for the which thīge my herte fayled me Let it please the lorde to delyuer me lorde haste the to helpe me Let them be confoūded that laye awayt for my lyfe to quench it let thē be borne bacwarde with open shame ignominye as many as studye to do me harme Let them be destroyed bicause thei haue ben about to shame me euen they whych sayde by me fyghe fyghe vpon me But let them reioyse in the who so euer seke the loueth the helthe whiche thou bringest let these men haue euer in their mouth magnified extolled be the lorde I was in adflyction pouertye but the lorde loked to me thou arte my helpe my delyuerer my god thou shalte nat tary The argument in to the .xli. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Dauid remēbreth a certayne disease in himself in which whan he laboured his enemyes reioysed greatly thynkynge him to be outquenched thorowe the paine of his disease his frendes forsoke him but god holpe him and euermore helpeth wherof he affermeth that mā to be happye which knoweth the displeasure of god towarde him BEatus q i intelligit Blessed is that man which vnderstandeth the very thīge as cōcernynge the sycke man in tyme of aduersyte the lorde shal delyuer hī The lorde shall kepe him he shall restore him to helth he shall enioye prosperouse thinges vpon the erthe for thou shalte nat leaue him to his enemyes pleasures The lorde shall strēgthen him lyenge vpon his sycke beed thou shalte so bryng it to passe that he shall change all his bed I verily sayd lorde haue mercy vpō me heale my soule for I am a sīner againste the. My enemyes spoke euyll vpon me sayenge whan shall he ones dye whan shall his name perisshe Whā any of thē came in to see me he spoke vayne lyes he gathered mischef to hīself in his hert and he
of his eloquence for his strength power clerenesse lyberalyte bothe in him selfe and in his quene and at last for his lucky yssue In all these thinges they fygured Christ his churche and both the power felycitie of his kyngdom The tytle A louely songe full of lernyng made of the sōnes of Chore to be song of Salomon ERuctauit cor meum My hert thynketh resteth of a good thynge my songe shal be of a kyng my tonge shall delyke the penne of a perfyte redy scribe Thou arte the most beautyfull of all mortall men hauyng a marueylous grace in thy tonge bycause that god hath endewed the with perpetuall benefytes Oh most valyant knight gyrde thy swerde vpon thy syde by the whiche y● mayst declare thy glorious beautie Entre thou in happely with cleare worshyp for that thou excellest in faythfulnes mekenes and rightwysnes with these thinges shalt thou be endued that thou maiste do noble actes with thy merueylous power Thy arowes ar very sharpe they shall smyte the hertes of the kynges enemyes the people shall fall vnder the. The s●ate regall Oh lorde shall stāde for euer for the scrypture of thy kingdome loueth equyte Thou art the louer of rightwisnes and hater of vnright bicause that god whiche is thy god hath anoynted the with very oyle of gladnesse which art promoted aboue thy felowes The playtes of all thy robes sauour of muste and aumber as thou comest forth of thy white y uery palaces Where the doughters of kynges in their precious riche ornowrementes of thy gyfte make the glad thy quene on thy ryght hand also deckt in goldē aparell Here doughter gyue hede bowe downe thy eare forget thy people and thy fathers house And the kynge shal be enamored of thy beaute for he is thy lorde to him shalt thou do reuerence Tytus shall brīge the presentꝭ euery ryche nacion shall honoure y● with gyftes She shall sit nexte the kyng in his priuye chāber all gloriously her aparel shal be broyded with golde In clothe of tyssue she is p̄sented to the kynge her handmaydens folowyng her ar brought togyther also vnto the. They ar p̄sented with ioye ar brought into the kynges palace For the fathers thou shalt haue chyldren whom thou shalt constitute to be chefe in all the erth I shall remēbre thy name thorow out all the worldes wherfore the people shall magnifye the for euer The argument into the .xlvi. Psal. ¶ This Ps. sheweth with what trust surenes holy men ar holdē by goddes helpe ī al maner of perels The title A songe of the sōnes of Chore vpō certain secret cōmitted of Da. to the chāter DEus noster re God is for vs defēce and strength he is our most present helpe whā aduersyte thrust vs down Wherfor we shall nat feare although the erthe be moued frome her place and the hylles compassed with the see al to shake Let the waters of the see swell and rore and breke vp her bankes lette the hygh hylles be borne downe with her vyolence Selah Let shall the lytle ryuers of the swete floude refresshe the cyte of god whiche is the moste secretest holy place among the tabernacles of the most hyghest God sytteh in the myddes of this holy place wherfore it shall natte be moued for god shall helpe it swyftly The hethen flocked togither sediciously and anone the kyngdomes were moued he lyfted vp his voice than men shrāke away The lorde of hostes standeth on our parte the god of Iacob is our highe stronge towre Selah Come ye hyther and beholde the noble actes of the lorde what wonderfull thīges he hath wrouȝt in therth He taketh away batayle euyn vnto the farthest parte of therth he breketh their bowes he vnhedeth their speres brēneth their chariettes in the fyre Cease ye therfore let me alone se that ye knowe me for god aboue all nations and aboue all thynges in the erthe The lorde of hostes standeth on our ꝑte the god of Iacob is to vs an high stronge towre Selah The argument in to the .xlvii. Psal. ¶ In this psa the sonnes of Chore expresse the glorie of god to be sprede ouer all the worlde how that christ exalted the regyōs the people were cōuerted to god The tytle A songe of the sōnes of Chore cōmytted to the chāter to be sōge OMnes gentes All people clappe your handes for ioye make ye melody to god with great tryumphe For high is the lorde greatly to be feared he is a riȝt gret kyng ouer all therth He subdueth the people vnto vs and the he●then he casteth vnder our fete He hath chosen vs for him selfe he hath chosen our herytage euen the beautie of Iacob whom he loueth Selah God is lyft vp with mirthe and melody and with the sounde of trompettes Synge ye to god synge synge ye to our kynge synge For god is the kynge of all the erthe synge ye who so euer excelleth in wytte God reygneth ouer the he●then god sytteth in his holy seate regal The best and chefe of the people shal be ioyned to the god of Abraham The comens also of the erth shall ioyne them vnto god for he is greatly exalted The argument in to the .xlviii. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. the sonnes of Chore synge the excedynge felycite of the churche for the present defēce of god that vnder the fygure of Ierusalem The title The song of the sōnes of Chore. MAgnus dominus Great is the lord and great prayse worthy in the cytie of our god whiche is his holy hyll The mount Sion is a goodly beautifull place makyng gladde all the lande vpon whose north syde is bylded the cytie of the noble kyng God is well knowen in his palacꝭ to be a defēsfull castell for all his For lo kynges cāe togither passed for by They se all this were astoned they were afrayde driuen ī to a sodayn flight Ther they were amased feare toke them euyn suche sorowe as taketh sodenly women greate with chylde Thou brekest all togither the shyppes of the great see of Tharsys with the vehement tēpestes of the eest wynde As we haue herde euen so haue we sene in very dede ī the cyte of the lord of hostꝭ our god god hath stablysshed it for euer Selah We haue cōceyued ī our mīde thy mercy which syttest gloriously in thy holy tēple As thy name is sprede euē so wyde spredeth thy prayse stretching vnto the farthest partes of therth what thyng so euer thou doest it is rightwysnes The hyll of Syon shal be glad the cyties of Iuda shal reioyse for thy so gratious plesures Go ye about Syon vewe it wel tell ye her tourꝭ Cōsyder her wallꝭ loke how hyghe ar her palacꝭ which shal be her memoriall into the generation that foloweth For here is god ye our god īto eūlastīg it is he that shal lede vs so lōg as we here lyue The argumēt into
thou plucked backe thy hande holde nat thy righte hande thus styll in thy bosome Uerily thou arte god which hast hytherto ben my gouernoure thou arte euyn he that bryngest helth into the myddes of the erth Thou verily thorowe thy power troublest the see thou breakest the heedes of the dragons in the waters Thou knockest togyther the heedes of the greate whales and gyueste them for meate to the people of the deserte Thou breakeste vp the sprynges thou makest drye the floudes The daye is thyne the nyghte also belongeth to the thou haste ordeyned the lyght and the sonne Thou hast ordeyned sette all the costes of the rounde worlde somer and wynter thou hast made them Yet se thou forgetest nat this one thynge that this enemye thus blaphemously reuyleth the lorde that this wyked folysshe folke thus greuously hurte thy name Let not the lyfe of thy turtle douue come into the cōpanye of these aduersaryes the company of the pore afflicte forget nat for euer Loke vpon thy ꝓmyse for among these blynde wretches of the erth all are full of vyolence trouble Turne nat awaye from the these pore lowelyous with shame but rather cause these pore afflycte nedions to prayse thy name Aryse god gyue sentence agaynste thy aduersaryes remēbre howe blasphemously they reuyled the and how chorlysshly these wicked men deale with the dayly Forget nat the proude wordes of thy aduersaryes lette the hyghe swellynges of them that resyst the clyme vp styll into their owne confusyon The argumēt in to the .lxxv. Psal. ¶ Here fyrste of all Christe oure sauyoure is brought in vnder the fygure of Dauid reioysīg of the power gyuen him by the which he wolde restore the worlde nowe beynge redy to fall and he monissheth that no man resyste his kinge bicause that god is he alone whiche exalteth whō he wyll The tytle of this Psalme The songe of Asaph called Ne perdas COnfitebimur tibi We thanke the god we thanke the for nyghe is thy gloryous power those men that call vpon the they shal remēbre thy meruelous dedes For I shal take vp vnto me my cōgregation shal execut true iustice The erth the dwellers ther vpon begā to slyde away I haue vnderset it Sel. I spake to these made foles sayeng se that ye be nat besydꝭ your wyttꝭ I sayd also vnto these vngodly se that ye extolle nat your power Lyfte nat vp your hornes to highe neither speke ye proudneckedly For this lyftinge vp cometh neither frō the eest nor the weest neither yet frō the sowthe hylles of the deserte But it is god verily the myghtye iuge he casteth downe one man and lyfteth vp another For there is a cup full of troubled wyne in the hande of the lorde out of whiche he powreth to be dronke of whose verye dregges shall be supped of for all the vngodly of the erth shall drynke therof But I in the meane season shall shewe forth contynually his glorie and prayse my god euyn the very god of Iacob And shall also plucke vp by the rotes the hornes of these vngodly but the power of the rightwyse shall be styll exalted The argument into the .lxxvi. Psal. ¶ Here Asaph syngeth howe that Hierusalem was nobly defēded of god wherfore he extolleth his power 〈◊〉 to be dreded thā excedyng all mēnes powers The title The song of Asaph cōmytted to the chanter to be songe at thorgaīs NOtus in iudea God is honorably knowen in the lande of Iudah and his cleare fame is nobly sprede thorowe the lande of Israell His tabernacle is set vp in Ierusalem and his mansion in Syon There he broke into peses both ●owe arowes bukler swerde ī batayle Selah Thou arte passynge clere and noble worthy to be magnyfyed aboue the kyngdomes full of thefte and robery They are depriued of their stronge herte their slomber hath ouergone them their handes are benōmed although they were men valyaunte in batayle For thorowe thy fearfull thretenynge rebuke o god of Iacob their horse and cartes went all to hauoke Thou arte to be feared in dede for who maye stande before the especyally whan thy angre wa●e hote Euen from heuen thou causest thy fearfull iugement to be herde the erth feared and durste nat ones quitche Whan god shulde ryse in to iugement to saue all the meke sprited of the erth Selah For mennes īdignation occasyoned thy glory euen whiles thou brydeledest the reste of thy fury Make your vowes and performe them to the lorde your god for he is in the myddes amonge you Offre your gyftes to him so gretly to be feared whiche taketh breath euen from princes it is he that is to be feared of the kynges of the erth The argument into the .lxxvii. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Asaph declareth his heuynes of mynde for the calamyte wretchednes of the holye people The tytle of this Psalme The songe of Asaph commytted to the chef chaunter to be songe of the order of those syngers amōge whom Ieduthum was chefe UOce mea ad dominum Wyth my voyce to god with my voyce to god I cryed loude and he lystened to me In the tyme of my trybulation lorde I sought the my sore ranne all nyght and ceassed nat my soule refused all conforte I remembred god and I gnasted and grated my tethe togyther for angre I spoke and my spryte was sore vexed beynge full of anguyshe Selah Thou heldest myn eyes from slepe all the kyght longe and I was so tormented in mynde that my slepe fayled me I called to mynde my dayes paste euen the yeres of my sore age I remembred my mery night songes I spake in my herte and my spirite serched the cause of this heuye iugemente Sayenge shall the lorde than caste me a waye for euer shall he neuer call me agayne into his fauour Is his goodnes than thus taken awaye for euer is hys counfortable promyse thus ended for all ages Hath god than forgotten to haue mercy or wyll he shutte vp his mercy in his angre Selah And I thought this is but myn owne weake abydynge vntyll the most highest declare his right hande as he is wonte to do Wherfore I wyll call to mynde the workꝭ of the lorde and I wyll holde in remēbrance thy meruelouse noble actes whyche thou haste wrought of olde tyme. I shall thinke vpon all thy workes and talke vpon thy wonderfull dedes contynually Oh howe wonderfull are thy wayes oh god whiche dwellest in the secrete holye place who is so mightye so greate as is god Thou art god which hast wroȝt meruelouse thinges and haste declared thy mightie power amonge the people Thou hast redemed and losed thy people with stronge power euyn the sōne of Iacob Ioseph Selah The waters somtyme sawe the oh god the waters sawe the and they trembled euen the depe botomlesse see was all to troubled The blacke cloudes sent downe rayne it thundred in the ayre hayle stones came
mighty seate to be taken and his beautefull house to be brought īto the handꝭ of his aduersares ▪ He betoke hys people all togyther in to the swerde his yre brente so sore against his heritake Fyre deuoured their yōg chyldren their vyrgyns loste the floure of their ma●yages Their sacryfyces were smytten downe with swerde and their wyues had no layser to mourne lyke wydowes And the Lorde awaked as thoughe he had slepte and sterte vp with great noyse from slombre as a man that had surfetted with wyne And smitte his enemis in the nether afterpartes and made them to be into perpetuall opprobrye Natwithstandynge all this yet he refused reiected the tabernacles of Ioseph and the trybe of Ephraym he wolde nat chuse But he chose the trybe of Iuda euyn the hyll of Syon his owne welbeloued And he buylded thervppon hys temple lyke highe palaces and layed the foundation as fast as the erth to abyde a longe space And he chose his seruaunt Dauid and toke him frome the shipkote He led him frō the folowing of his shepe to fede his people euen Israell his owne heritage And he shal gouerne and fede them purely with faythfull herte shall ●etche them forth driuynge them wysely The argument into the .lxxix. Psal. ¶ In this Psalme Asaph complayneth of the calamyte and wretchednesse done to Hierusalem of Antyoch desyreth the helpe of god againste him The tytle The songe of Asaph DDus venerunt gentes The hethen oh god are come into thyne herytage they haue polluted thy holy temple and haue brought Hierusalem in to an heape of stones They haue giuen the carcases of thy seruauntes meate to the foules of the ayre and the flesshe of thy sayntes to the beestes of the erthe They haue shed their bloude lyke water round about Hierusalem and there was none that wolde burye theym We are made an approbrie to oure neyghbours scorne derision to them that dwell roūd about vs. Howe longe lorde wilt thou be angrye euer shall thy indygnatyon brenne styll lyke fyer Powre out thy wrath vpon these hethen which wyll nat knowlege the and also vpon these realmes that call nat vpon thy name For Iacob they haue deuoured haue lefte his habytatyon desolate Remēbre nat our olde iniquytes let thy mercyable gentylnes preuente vs shortly for we are greuously oppressed and made full poore Be present with vs god saue vs for thy gloriouse name delyuer vs pardon our sinnes for thy names sake Lest at any tyme these hethē shulde saye where is their god Let the vengeance of the blodshed of thy seruātes declare the amonge these heithen in our syght Let the sorowfull syghes of thē that are in bondes come into thy presens and for thy great power make them alyue whiche are nowe iuged to deth And turne vnto oure neyghbours plentuously their opprobry into their owne bosomes with the which they haue reuiled the so approbriously oh lorde Make vs whiche are thy people and the flocke of thy pasture to magnifye the withe thankes for euer and to shewe forthe thy prayses from generatyon into generatyon The argument into the .lxxx. Psal. ¶ This Ps. is of the same argumēt with that which goth before The tytle of this Psalme The songe of Asaph to be songe of the beautyfull Lyle commytted to the chaunter QUi regis Israel Thou herdman feder of Israhell lysten take hede which driuest Ioseph lyke a flocke of shepe thou which syttest betwene the Cherubyus shyne vnto vs. Thou which arte before Ephraim Beniamin Manasses lyfte vp thi power spede the to saue vs. Oh god restore vs make thy face to shine vpon vs we shal be saued Oh lorde which art the god of hostꝭ how longe wylt thou be angry with the praier of thy people Thou fedest vs with the teares of oure eyes and madest vs to lycke in them plētuously in stede of drynke Thou settedest our borderers agaynste vs and madest our enemyes to laughe vs to scorne God of hostes restore make thy face to shyne vpon vs and we shal be saued Thou translatedest thy vyne frō Egypt and the gentyles caste oute plantedeste it in their places Thou prouydedest it a place and dydest rote it faste in somoch that it sprede ouer all the lande She couerd the hylles with her shadowe and her brode leued braunches shadowed the hyghe Cedres Thou madest her to sprede forth vnto the weest see and her brode braunches to reche vnto the floude Eufratem Wherfore than haste thou broke vp her hedge that euery man passinge foreby may snatche of her frute Wherfore do the bores of the forest wrot her vp and the wylde beestes of the felde fede vp on her Oh god of hostes turne the we beseche the loke out from heuen beholde and vyset this vyne tree Euen the same vyne whiche thy ryghthande hath planted and hast vnderset it for thyne owne selfe Wherfore it is nowe brente vp with fyre and broken downe at thy rough chalēge and sharpe blamynge they perisshed Chalenge them agayne into thy hande for whom thou were wont to declare thy power delyuer theym whome thou haste strēgthened to be thyne We swarue nat from the in any wyse restore oure lyfe that we might calle vpon the. Lorde god of hostes restore vs make thy face to shyne vppon vs and we shall be saued The argument into the .lxxxi. Psal. ¶ In this Psalme Asaph exhorteth vs ernestly to worshippe god EXultate deo adiutori Synge ye with triumphe vnto god our helper make ye melody to the god of Iacob Lyft vp your swete tune smyt vpō your psalteres touch clenly the strynges of your swete harpes Blowe vp your trūpettes in the fest of the newe mone in the fest apoynted for your sacrifyces For so it is ordeyned for Israell and cōmaūded of the god of Iacob He cōmaūded straitely Ioseph to obserue this thinge whan he shulde come out of Egypte I herde a langage whiche I knewe nat I toke the burden from his shoulders his handꝭ were delyuerd frō the fornace Whyles thy enemyes assayled the with batayle thou calledest vpō me I delyuerd the I bekened vpon the preuily whan I thondred full lowde I serched thy herte to proue the at the waters of thy grudgynge agaynste sayenge Selah Here my people I shal ensure the Israell if thou shalt here and belyue me If thou wilt nat haue any other strange god neither worship any other vnknowē god But wylte knowe worshyppe me thy god whiche haue ledde the forthe of Egypt open thy mouth to aske I shall gyue the all thīges But my people gaue no hede to my voyce Israell regarded me nothynge at all And I left them to theyr owne folyshe hardenes of their hertes they wrought after their own inuēciōs Oh that my people had herde me Oh that Israell had walked in my wayes Howe shortly thā had I cast down their enemyes had
endued with the fauour of thy presence shal in entre They shall reioyse vpō thy name dayly and for thy ryghtwisnes they shall lyfte vp their selues For thou art the glory of their strēgth for thy good wylles sake thou shalt extol our power The lorde is our prīce our shylde it is our kynge that maketh holy Israell Than thou spokest in a visyon to thy saītes sayeng I haue set vp a mightty man to be an helper I haue lyfte vp a chosen mā out of my people I haue foūde my seruant Dauid with my holy oyntmente haue I anoynted him That my hande shulde be fast with him that my armes shulde strengthen him His aduersaryes shall nat begyle him a shrewde man shal nat vexe him I shall smyte togyther his aduersaryes befor his face his haters shal I distroy My mercy my faythfulnes are with hī and ī my name shal his power be exalted I shall throwe the see vnder his power the floudes shal be at his cōmaundement He shall call vpon me sayeng my father arte thou my god my sauynge defence Ye I shall set hym to be my fyrst begotē chylde to be aboue the kyngꝭ of therth Into euerlastyng shall I laye vp my mercy for him I shal be faythfull in promyse vnto him I shall bryng it so to passe that his sede shall euer endure his seate regall shal stāde as longe as the heuens abyde But if his chyldren shall forsake my lawe lyue nat after myn ordinaūce If they shall defyle my ceremonies wil nat obserue my commaundementes With a rodde than shall I punyshe theyr synnes with beatynges shall I reward their iniquites But yet my mercy shal I nat take from him neither wyll I deceyue him of my promyse I shall nat frustrate my bargayne neither wyll I change that thynge which is ones gone forth of my mouth Ones I swore be my holynes in no maner of wyse shall I deceyue Dauid His seade shall euer contynue his seate regall shall abyde before me lyke the sōne It shall endure as fast to stande as the moone whiche is in the cloudꝭ a sure forshewer of the tyme. Sel. But yet thou hast repelled thou hast abhorred turned away thy face in thy gre● angre from thy anoynted Thou haste had no consyderacyon of thy couenaunte smytten with thy seruauntes thou hast caste downe his diademe to the grounde Thou hast cast downe his walles turned his stronge defēces īto his gret feare They plucked tore him as many as passed foreby he was brought to this state that euen his owne neyghbours had him for a laughyng stocke Thou maintenedest the righthande of thē that assayled hī all his enemyes thou madest glad Uerily euyn thou bluntedest the edge of his swerde and woldest nat helpe him in batayle Thou madest an ende of hys dignyte and his seate regall thou threwest downe into the erth Thou cuttest of the dayes of his youth and couerdest him with ignomynie Selah Howe longe o lorde shalt thou thus cōtynually turne the awaye shall thy ho●e indygnatyon brenne thus styll lyke fyer Remēbre of how fewe dayes I am hast thou made all men in vayne For what man is there whiche must nat dye maye there any man delyuer his lyfe frome the power of his graue Selah Where are those thy mercys shewed of old tyme past oh lorde whiche thou sworest vnto Dauid of thy faith Remēbre thy rebukes whiche are layde vpon thy seruauntes o lorde I receyued into myn owne bosom all the rebukes of moch people With the which thy enemyes reuyled vs oh lorde they reuyled euyn thy anoynted bycause he taryed so longe Praysed be the lorde for euer more AMEN AMEN The argument in to the lxxxx Psal. ¶ In this ps Moyses cōplayneth of this vain present lyfe desyreth the fauour of god to prospere tho thinges whiche he hath begone The tytle The prayer of Moyses the man of god DOmine refugiū Lorde thou hast ben a refuge or sanctuary for vs that at all tymes Before thy hilles were brought forth and the erth rounde about was prepared frome worldes vnto worldes thou art god Thou ledest backe man vntyll he be olde and than thou sayest turne ye backe agayne o mortall men For a thousand yeres are before the euyn as yesterdaye whiche are nowe past as one of the watches of the night Thou makest them to slyde downe all at ones lyke a sodeyn gret rayne they ar lyke a dreame lyke a floure anon ar they changed Which florisheth in the mornynge and receyueth fresshe beautie at euenynge it is cutte downe and withred Uerily we are wasted with thy wrathe and with thy feruente indignatyon ar we throwen downe Thou haste layed our iniquyties before thy face and our offences haste thou set in the lyghte of thy presens All our dayes thou beynge angry shall slyde awaye our yeres go away lyke a thought The dayes of our yeres ar threscore and ten we be somewhat stronge they are foure score and the beste of them are passed in synne and heuynes swiftly we muste flye awaye What man knoweth the power of thy wrath but lyke as men feare the so fele they thy indignation Wherfore shewe vs playnly the nōbre of our dayes that our herte myght gete some wysdome Turne the lorde how longe be pleased set thy herte at rest with thy seruantes Fyll vs anone with thy mercy we shall tryumphe reioyse all our dayes Make vs glad for the dayes in the which thou hast scourged vs for the yeres in the whiche we suffred afflyctiōs Let thy worke shyne vpō thy seruantꝭ thy beautefull magnifycence vpon their chyldrē The glorious maiestye of the lorde our god be ouer vs make thou to prospere what so euer we go about what so euer we begin make it to succede luckely The argumēt into the lxxxxi Psal. ¶ Here it is declared how sure that man is and howe fre from all yuels whiche committeth him selfe with a fast fayth vnto god QUi habitat in Who so euer sytteth in the secrete helpe of the most hyghest abydeth faste vnder the shadowe of the all mighty for all alone suffycient He shall saye to the lorde thou arte my trusty defence my castel my god I shal cleue vnto him For he wyl delyuer me from the snare of the hunters and from their deedly pestylence He wyl couer the with his fethers thou shalt be sure vnder his wynges defended with his faithfull promyse as with bucler and shylde Thou shalt nat nede to be afraid of night bugges neither of the arowes that flye by day Neither of the poyson pestylēce that crepeth in the derke nor yet of the deuylyshe distroyer in the clere mydday There shall fall of thy left syde a thousāde and of thy ryght hande shall there fal ten thousande but suche falles shall nat come nyghe the. For thou onely shalte beholde these thinges with pleasure
and shalte se these vngodly quyted agayne For thou lorde thou arte my hope thou hast set the most highest to be my refuge No disease shall come a nygh the nether any plage shall happen vnto thy house For he hath cōmaūded euyn his angels to be with the to kepe the dilygently in all thy wayes Whiche shall beare the vp with their handes onelesse thou smytest thy fote agaynst any stone Thou shalte walke vpon lyons and venomous edders and shalte treade vnder thy fote the lyōs whelpes and dragons Because he hath trusted in me I shal delyuer him I shall gyue him the ouer hāde bicause he hath knowleged my name He shall call vpon me I shall answere him I shall be present with him in tribulation I shall defende him and shall endue him with dignytie I shall fyll him with longe lyfe and shal gyue him my sauynge helth The argument in to the lxxxxij Psal. ¶ In this psalme is expressed that in the Sabbath daye is the chef oportunite to prayse god The tytle of this psal The ditye of the songe which serueth for the Sabbath daye BOnum est confiteri Nowe is conuenyent tyme to magnify the lorde and to sprede thy name with prayse oh thou most highest To synge erly thy mercy thy faithfulnes in the night season And that vpon ten stringed instrumentes vpon the lute the psaltry and vpon the harpe For thou hast made me glad with thy workes I shall triumph vpon the dedes of thy handes Howe great ar thy dedes oh lorde meruelouse profounde and vnsercheable are thy counsels and thy thoughtes A dull man shall nat knowe this thinge neither these shrewde fooles shall vnderstande them That is to say euyn these whyles the vngodly shall flourisshe lyke the floure and all that are addycte vnto wyckednes shal be gyuen to sprede them selfe to the entent they shulde be blowen awaye for euer Than arte thou full hyghe to abyde in to euerlastynge oh lorde For lo thy enemyes o lorde for lo thy enemyes perysshe they ar distroyed who so euer were gyuen to wyckednes But thou shalte lyfte vp thy horne lyke an vnycorne I shall be anoynted soupled to be made fresshe and lusty againe I shall se my desyer fall vpon my await-layers and myne eare shall heare that I longed for of those mē which pursued me The rightwisman shall florisshe lyke the palme tree and shall excede in strength lyke the Cedres of Lybani They are planted in the house of the lorde shall flourisshe in the foure porches of our god Ye and euen nowe in their olde age shall they yet be fruitfull freshe and full of lyuely sappe To declare howe indyfferent and rightwyse is the lorde my stronge defence in whom is there no shrewdnesse The argument in to the lxxxxiij Psal. ¶ This psalme setteh forth the maiesty of god of the creatyon of the worlde and throwynge downe of the gentyles most of all be to dreded THe lorde is kynge his maiestye is gloriouslye deckte the lorde hath done vpon himself strength hath girte himselfe mightely He hath verily buylded and set fast the roūde worlde so that it shall nat be moued Thy seate was prepared in season but thou thy selfe art of euerlastynge The floudes are rysen o lorde the floudes haue rored the floudes haue lyfte vp their stremes Aboue the noyse of the meruelouse stormy and troubled see meruelouse is the lorde whiche hath his resydence aboue Thy wordes are certaine very faithfull thy house is right fayre holy goodly the secrete holy place of the lorde shall stande into full longe tymes The argument into the lxxxxiiij psal ¶ In this Psa. the prophet calleth in the iugemēt of god against the vngodly the oppressours of innocentes poore afflycte threteneth them to nat knowe tho thynges that here are done DEus vlcionum Lorde god the reuenger of synnes god the punissher of synnes shyne vpon vs. Lyfte vp shewe forth thy selfe o iuge of the erth acquyte these proude mē and gyue them their rewarde Howe longe shall these vngodly oh lorde how longe shal these vngodly thus ꝓsper reioyse Shall they thus prate and speke proudly shall they thus boost themselfe these men addicte and all giuen to wickednes They oppresse thy people oh lorde they scourge theym whom thou chalengest of right heritage Pore wydowes and strāgers they slee and yonge fatherles chyldren they put to deth And they thynke that the lorde se nat these thīges nether that the god of Iacob perceyueth them Se that ye haue vnderstādynge ye foles amonge the people and ye sottes whan at the laste wyll ye wexe wyse He that made the eare howe shulde he nat here he that facyoned the eye how shuld he nat se He that chastyse all nacyons and gyueth knowlege to the men shal he nat correcte you The lorde knoweth euyn the very thoughtes of mē and that they are vayne nought Blessed is the man whom thou o lorde techest and chastynest and instructest him in thy lawe That thou mightest set him at reste in a troubelouse season euen than whilꝭ the pytte is yet a dyggynge for the vngodly For the Lorde shall nat caste awaye his people neither wyll he forsake them he hath taken vp into his herytage For yet shall iugement be ioyned with rightwysnes this rightwysnes shall all men right in herte folowe What man wyll ryse for me agaynst the vngodly who wyll stande with me agaynst these workers of wyckednesse Excepte the lorde had helpte me my soule had shortly dwelled in the place of silēce But whan I thought nowe my fote is slyden awaye than thy mercy oh lorde helde me vp These manyfolde careful thoughtes brent me nat within so soore but thy consolatyons refresshed agayne my soule moch more For what hast thou to do with the feare of these flareryng dissemblers whose maner is to fayne iniuries They clustred were wrapped togider agaynst the iust mānes soule they shed deuelisshly the īnocētes blode But the lorde shall be a castell for me in which I maye be safe and my god is my rocke stōne in whom I may be defended And he wyll acquyte them their wickednes and whyles they ace aboute to hurt other with wronge he shall distroye thē the lorde our god shall distroye them The argument into the lxxxxv Psal. ¶ This Psalme is a bydynge to honour God ernestly and to magnifye his name UEnite exultemus Come let vs triumph let vs make melody to the lorde the defender of our helthe Let vs haste to come in to his presence with prayse giuynges let vs synge vnto him with hymnes For the Lorde is a right great god kinge ouer all goddes In whose hande are the depe secretes of the erth and the highthes of the hylles The see is his for he made it and al cōteyned therin his handes haue facyoned Come therfore and let vs worshyp and fall downe vppon oure knees
stretchest out the heuens lyke a cortayne He layeth the bemes of his tabernacles aboue in the waters he him selfe is caryed in the clowdes he flyeth on his iourney with the wynges of the wynde He vseth blastes of wynde for his messagers for his ministers he hath the flamyng ●yer He layde the foundacion of the erth ●ast stayed of her owne selfe so that she shal nat rele for euer Thou hast wrapped it in with the depe see lyke as with a garmēt for euen vpon the hylles waters shall stande They fled whan thou blamedest them fell downe sodenly at the noyse of thy thōderynge The hylles apered all alofte the playne feldes lay beneth at their place assygned them Thou hast lymyted them their boūdes whiche they ouer passe nat onlesse they retourne ouerflowe therth He sendeth forth quycke sprynges into ryuers which ren downe betwene the hylles Wherof drinke the wylde beestes wylde asses slacke their thyrste Nyghe these swete flodes the foules of thayer haue their seates synge among the bowes He watreth the hylles euen from his ouer parlers with the plentuousnes of thy workes thou satisfyest therth He maketh the grasse to spryng to grow into fother for catall the corne also by mānes labour toylīge wherby he miȝt get liuyng out of the groūde As wyne which maketh mery mānes herte oyle whiche maketh mannes face fresshely to shine bred which susteineth th art of mā The trees of the lorde ar refresshed euen the Cedres of Lybani which he planted In the which the byrdꝭ nestle y● Curl● hath their her nest The hygh hylles ar a refuge socour for the wylde gotes the stonney rockes for the hares He made the moue to shewe the apoīted festes the sonne knoweth whan he shall go downe Thou bryngest derkenesse vpon to make the nyght than they go to their relefe the wylde beestes of the wodes As the lyōs roryng for their proie so to aske their meate of god The sonne rysen they are hyd agayne and are layde downe in their dennes But man goth forth to his worke vnto his labour vntyll the euenynge Oh howe excellent are thy workꝭ o lorde all thynges wysely haste thou made the erth swymmeth in thy goodnes This see is gret and of maruelous large bredthe there are thyngꝭ crepynge with out nombre and thynges that haue lyfe both great and small There sayle shyppes and there go these whales which thou hast made therī to play All thynges wayte vpon the that thou shuldest gyue them meate in time Whan thou hast gyuen it thē than they gather whan thou hast opened thy hāde than ar they well satisfyed with good fode Whan thou turnest away thy face than are they astoned whan thou gathrest in their breath than are they deed and returned into erth And agayn whan thou breathest vpon them than are they created a newe and thus renuest thou the face of therth The glorious beaute of the lorde stādeth for euer the lorde shal euer reioyse of his workes He beholdeth therth it trembleth he toucheth thylles they smoke I shal synge vnto the lorde whyles I lyue I shall synge vnto my god as longe as I shall haue my beīg My speche might be swete vnto hī I shall reioyse ī the lorde Let the sīners be cōsumed vpō therth the vngodly also vntyll that non be lefte a lyue oh my soule praise thou the lorde LOUE IE THE LORDE The argument into the C.v. Psal. ¶ Here the Prophet exhorteth to the prayse of god in his holye congregacyon at the Arche the ernest of his promyse of the lande of Canaan COnfttemini Magnifye ye the lorde and call vpon his name put the peple in mynde of his wonderfull dedes Synge vnto him and make ye melodye shewe forth all his meruelouse workes Gloriously sprede ye a brode his holy name their hertes might be glad that seke the lorde Seke ye the lorde dilygently his mighty seate also seke ye his face alwaye Remembre his actes whiche he hath done his wonders and iugementes which are gone forth of his mouthe Oh ye seede of Abraham which are his seruantes oh ye chyldren of Iacob hys chosen The lorde he is our god which optayneth the rule ouer all the erthe He remembreth his promyse thorowe al ages that his bargayne might stande in to thousande generacyons Whiche he smyt with Abrahā swore vnto Isaac Whiche he put to Iacob for a lawe to Israhell into a perpetuall couenaunte Whan he sayde vnto the I gyue the lāde of Canaan the lot porcyon of thyne inheritance Euyn whan they were but a fewe sely men and straungers therin Goynge frome nacyon to nacyon frome their owne realme to a nother people He suffred nat any man to do them wrōge for their pleasures he chastysed euē the kynges Se therfore that ye touche nat my anointed neither hurt ye my prophetꝭ He brought an hungre vpon the lande and wasted all their yerely corne He sente before them a man euē Ioseph solde into bondage They tormented his fete with fetters his body was caste into yerns Untyll his dede came īto lyght the worde of goddes owne mouth restored him tryed with fyer lyke golde The kynge sente and delyuered him and the gouerner of the people dyd lose him He made hym ruler of hys house and the dysposer of hys goodes To correcte his nobles at his pleasure and to teach his sage men wysdome And Israhell after this is comen in to Egypt Iacob became a stranger in the lāde of Ham. And god encresed his peple excedyngly and made them stronger than their aduersaryes And afterward turned the hertꝭ of these men made them to hate his people to worke disceyte with his seruantes And than he sente thē Moyses his seruaunt and Aharon his chosen These men shewed his myracles amōge them and wōders in the lande of Ham. He caste vpon them derknesse and made derke Egypte and they dyd nat againste his wordes He turned their waters in to blode and slewe their fysshes Frogges crepte euerywhere in their lāde euyn in the kynges bed chambres He dyd but saye the worde there came swarmes of flyes lyse in to all their costes In stede of rayne he gaue thē hayle stones and lyghtenynge in their lande He smyt their vynes fygtrees broke downe their trees in their coostes He spoke the worde there came hotte flyes and deuourynge wormes without nombre Which deuoured brēte vp all the grasse in their lande they eate vp the fruit in their feldes He smyt also euery first begoten that they had euyn the first fruites of their wedlocke But he ledde forth his chosen endued with syluer and golde and there was nat one in their trybes that was sycke Egipte reioysed in their forth goinge for they were a frayde to holde them any lenger He stretched forth a cloude which couered theym and sente thē fyer to
lyghten them by night They asked and their came quayles and he fylled them with heuenly foode He opened they in the stony rocke their flowed oute waters the floudes ranne downe the wyldernesse For he remēbred his holy promyse and also his seruant Abrahā And he led forth his people in great ioye his chosen with gret triumph And he delyuered them the lādes of the gentyles they chalēged vnto them the labours of the flocke by right herytage To thentente they wolde obserue his ceremonyes and kepe his lawes also LOUE IE THE LORDE The argument into the C.vi Psal. ¶ The people of god scatered amonge dyuerse nacyons of the gentyles for their synnes exhort themself to prayse the goodnes of god laydforth alwayes to thē that seke him The tytle of this Psalme Loue ye the lorde which hath his begynnynge of him selfe and all other creatures haue their begynnynge of him COnfitemini Magnifye ye the lorde for he bereth vs good mynde his mercy is set forth for vs into euerlastīge Who may expresse the noble actes of the lord who may declare all his praises Blessed are they that obserue equytie and studye to do right at all tymes Remēbre me oh lorde accordyng to thy good wyll promysed to thy people vyset me with thy sauynge helth which thou hast promysed That I might delyte in beholdynge the prosperyte of thy chosen that I mighte reioyse in the gladnesse of thy folke and that I might glorye with thy people whō thou haste claimed to be thy right herytage We are siners lyke as oure fathers were we haue commytted wickednes and haue done vngodlily Our fathers in Egipte regarded nat thy myracles neither remēbred they thy manyfolde goodnes they rebelled at the see euyn at the red see And yet he saued thē for his names sake to magnifye his gloryouse power He rebuked roughly the red see it was vpdried and he led them thorowe the depth lyke as thorowe a deserte He preserued them from the handes of their aduersaryes redemed them from the power of their enemyes And the waters ouerwhelmed their aduersaryes so that nat one of theym was lefte a lyue Than beleued they his wordes and songe forth prayse vnto him But full sone after forgote they his workes they wolde nat abyde his pleasure They were set a fyer with lust in the deserte and they tempted god in the wyldernes And he gaue thē their askīge but with it he cast their bodyes into a consūptyon They enuyed Moyses and angred hī in their tentes and Aharon also the lordes saynte Therth opened her selfe swalowed in Dathan supte vp the congregation of Abyram Fyer consumed their feloshyp the flame brente vp thun godly They made a calfe in Horeb worshipt the cast idole And they turned his beautiouse glory īto the symilytude of an oxe that eateth grasse They had forgotten god their sauyoure euen him whiche dydde so great thynges for them in Egypte They forgot the myracles in the lāde of Ham euyn the terryble actes whiche he wrought in the redde see And he thought to haue banisshed them had nat Moyses his chosen put forth hīselfe a speker for them reconsyled these of broken peasyng his heuy indygnation vnlesse he shu●●● haue distroyed them After this they dispysed that lande so worthy to be desyred neither had they any faythe to his promyse They murmured in their tabernacles they gaue no hede to the lorde And he lyfted vp his hande againste thē to throwe them downe in the wyldernes Ye to cast downe their posteryte amōge the gentyls to scater them into the regiōs They were addicte maryed vnto Baalpeor they eate the ded sacrifyces They prouoked him to angre with their owne inuencyons and vengeaunce crept in and sprede amonge theym Thā stepte forth Pinchas auēged goddes quarell helde backe the vengeance Which facte was a lowed him for a rightwyse dede throwout all ages into euerlastynge They prouoked god also at the waters of their grugynge against sayēg Moyses was punisshed for their sakes For they troubled vered his mynde he spoke a mysse with his mouthe Neither wolde they distroye the gentyls as the lorde commaunded them They medled maried with the gentyls and learned their workes They worshypt their carued images which turned them to cōfusyon Also they slewe their owne sonnes daughters offringe them vp to sacrifyces to deuils They shedde thinnocent blode euyn the blode of their owne sonnes doughters whō they slew and offred to the Idols of Canaan the erth was polluted with the blode They were defyled thorowe their owne workes they were vnshamfased in their owne dedes And the wrath of the lord was kyndled agaynst his people and he turned his face from his herytage And he betoke them into the handes of the gentyles they that hated thē were become their rulers And their enemis oppressed them subdued them to their power Many tymes he delyuered them and yet they rebelled his pleasur were worne out with their owne wyckednesse And he behelde whan they were sore laide agaynst and herde their lamentacion He remēbred hys promyse vnto them of his great goodnes he turned himselfe from indygnation And he brought it to passe that euen they which helde them in captiuyte had pytie vpon them Saue vs lorde our god seperate vs frō the gentyles that we might publissh thy holy name prayse the ī thy laudable dedes The lorde of Israhell be praysed from worldes in to worldes all peple might saye Amen Praise ye the lorde The argument into the C.vij Psal. ¶ Here tho Prophet declareth all aduersyte to be sent in to be taken away also of god onely COnfitemini Magnify ye the lorde for he is gratious of good mynde towarde vs his goodnes stādeth forth for vs for euer Let them that are redemed of the lorde euyn thē whom he hath losed from so narowe straītes praise him Whom he hath gathered from the partꝭ of therth as from the Est and west from the north south For whan they erre frō the way in the desert fynde no towne inhabited And for honger thyrst their soule famysheth in them They cry to the lorde in suche a narawe straynte he delyuereth thē from their distresse And leadeth them into the ryght waye which bringeth thē to the cyte inhabited Of this they magnifye the lorde for hys goodnꝭ they publyshe his meruelous dedes amonge men As whā he satisfieth a thristy soule and replenysheth an hungry soule with good sustinaunce But they that sit in derkenes and in the shadow of deth in afflyction and yerne Because they rebelled agaynst the wordes of god and casted away opprbriously the counsell of the most hyghest Whose hertꝭ he tameth by afflyction for they fall there is nat one that wyll helpe them They crye vnto the lorde in suche narowe straintes and he delyuereth them from their
with me for thy names sake for fauorable is thy goodnesse delyuer thou me For I am scourged and poore and my herte laboreth and faynteth within me I vanisshe awaye lyke a glyding shadow and am hunted vp frō place to place lyke a locust My knees folde vnder me for lacke of meate my flesshe is gone my fatnesse is lost I was a laughynge stocke to as many as se me they wagged their heddes at me Helpe me lorde my god kepe me for thy mercyes sake Let them knowlege that this is thy hande and that thou oh lorde haste done thys thīge Let thē curse but blesse thou let them ryse agaynst me but to their owne cōfusyon but yet let thy seruant reioyse Let my aduersaryes be lased in with shame and couerde with confusyon lyke as with a cloke I shall magnyfy the lorde dilygently with my mouth I shall prayse him among many For he wyll stande at the poore mānes right hāde to kepe his soule from tyrauntes in authoritye The argument into the C.x. Psal. ¶ This Psal. is a songe of Dauid wherin he syngeth of the kyngdome of Christ which began in Syon and from thense it is come forth vnto thendes of the worlde and it shall holde vntyll both al the heuēly and erthely creatures worship Christ and his enemyes be put downe to be his fote stole The tytle of the Ps. The dite of Da. DIxit dominus The lorde said vnto me lorde syt on my right hande vntyl I make thyn enemys thy fote stole The lorde shall bringe forth thy mighty impery frō Syon exercyse thou thy power in the myddes of thyne enemyes Thy people shall present themself vnto the welwyllynge in suche tyme as thou shalt declare thy power in the cyte in thy noble holy cleren●s euyn thy yongons from their mothers wombe shall be there present as thycke as the fressh mornīge dewe The lorde swore he shal nat repente him thou arte the offerer ones for euer to offre thyn owne selfe accordynge as it was fygured in Melchizedech The lorde beyng euer at thy right hande shall smyte downe euen the kīges in time of his wrath He shall execute iugement vpon the gentyles fyll all places with their deed caryons it is he that shall smyte downe the heed that raygneth so wyde But of the troublous water must he first drinke by the waye therfore than after shall he extolle and lyfte vp his heed The argument into the C.xi. Psal. ¶ This Psal. is a prayse in the whiche the power wysdome and goodnes of god ar magnified The title of this Psal. Loue ye the lorde COnfitebor I shall surely magnify the lorde with all my hert ī the coūsell of the rightwyse in the congregatyon Excedynge great are the workes of the lorde which serched dilygently and well thought vpon a man shall fynde in them what soeuer he shall desyre What so euer he doth it is solempne ful of maiesty his rightwysnes abydeth for euer He hath brought it to passe that there shall be a memoriall of his myracles the lorde he is gentle gracyouse and redy to haue mercy He hath gyuen a proye to his worshippers he hath remembred his promyse into many worldes He declareth to hys people withe howe great power his workes were done euen whan he gaue thē the herytage of the gētyles What soeuer he hath done bi his power thei ar faithfulnes equyte what soeuer he commaundeth it is faythfull They are made faste to abyde in to euery age for they are done of trewe faythfulnesse and right iugemente He hath sente redemption to his people he hath cōmaunded that his couenaunte shuld be kept holy īto euery worlde holy and to be feared is his name The begynnynge of wisedom is the fere of the Lorde they sauoure righte holye that gyue dilygence to do his commaundementes the prayse of these men contynueth euerlastynge The argument into the C.xij Psal. ¶ In this Psal. the prophet declareth the perpetuall felycitye of them which feare worshyppe and folowe god in doynge mercy The tytle of this psalme Loue ye the lorde BEatus vir qui ti Blessed is that mā that worshippeth the lorde and in his cōmaūdemētꝭ is ernestly occupied His issue shal be in great power in therth the generatiō of the rightwyse shall prosper Plētuousnes riches ar ī his house and his rightwysnes stādeth for euer To the desyrers of riȝt he maketh lyght to springe in derknes for it is he that is graciouse bente vnto mercy and rightwyse A good mā shall deale fauorably frely he wil dispose his goodes with iugemēt For he shall nat slyde to fall for euer a rightwysman shal be in ꝑpetuall remembraunce Whan he shall here afflyction to be at hande he shall nothynge feare for his herte is confirmed that is to saye stayed in the lorde His hert is vnderset he shal nat fere vntyll he se his desyer fall vpō his enemys He distributeth gyueth forth to the pore nedy his rightwisnesse abydeth for euer his power shall be exalted with dignitye All this shall the vngodlye se and haue indygnacyon he shall grynne with his teth shall consume him self for the vngodly verily shal be dysapoynted of his desyer The argument into the C.xiij. Psal. ¶ Here the Prophet exhorteth to the prayse of god for that he beholdeth he gouerneth and at his pleasure chaungeth all thynges lyftynge vp alwayes the humble men restoring the careful wretches The tytle Loue ye the lorde LAudate pueri Praise ye seruātes of the lorde god praise ye the name of the lorde Let the name of the lorde be sprede in this tyme into all worldes to come Frō the sōne risynge vnto the downe fallynge the name of the lorde be praysed High is the lord aboue all natiōs his beautifull glory is aboue heuēs Who maye be compared to the lorde our god euen he that ruleth on highe I meane him whiche so humbleth him selfe that he wolde se all thynges bothe in heuen erth Which lyfteth vp the pore frō the dust exalteth the nedy frō the donge To set him with the beste euyn with the chefe of his people Whiche so restoreth the baren that she hath an house full and maketh her a glad mother of many chyldren Prayse ye the lorde The argumēt in to the C.xiiij Psal. ¶ In this Psal. the Prophete declareth howe ioyfully Israell was brought out of Egypt and toucheth brefely certayne of the chefe miracles whiche the lorde dyd for them IN exitu Whan Israell came oute of Egypt the house of Iacob from the people of strange tonge Iuda was goddes holy people Israel was the folke ouer whō he wold haue rule The see sawe the hoste of god come she gaue backe Iordayne fled gaue place The mountayns scipped lyke wethers the hylles lyke the lāmes of the flocke What ayled the thou see thus to flye thou Iordane why goest thou backe What meane ye moūtains thus to
me lorde I shall obserue thy ordynāces I called vpon the saue thou me and I shall kepe thy testemonyes I preuente the dawnynge of the daye crye vnto the I wayte for thy promises My eyes preuented the watches that I might be oc●upyed in thy pleasures Here me lorde for thy mercyes sake quicken me after thy pleasures My pursuers layde theire owne fautes vpon my necke but they are gone farre backe from thy lawe Thou arte present oh lorde and all thy preceptes ar the very selfe trouth I knewe this before of thy testemonyes for thou haste stablysshed them to abyde for euer ¶ The .xx. Octonary Res. Beholde my afflyctyon and defende me for I forgette nat thy lawe Defende my cause and delyuer me quicken me accordynge to thy promyses Helthe is farre from the vngodlye for they regarde nat thy ordynaunces Bountuouse is thy gentelnes oh lorde quycken me accordynge to thy pleasure Many there are that persecute me and ar agaynste me and yet haue I nat swarued from thy testimonyes I se these malyciouse men it irketh me bycause they obserued nat thy sayenges Thou seest that I loue thy cōmaūdemētes lorde for thy mercyes sake quycken me The begynnynge of thy wordes is trouthe and the iugementes of thy rightwysnesse stande for euer ¶ The .xxi. Octonary Shin The ouermost in authoritye persecuted me fauteles and my herte feared at thy wordes I am as glad of thy pleasures as one that had founde many proyes I hate abhorre lyes I loue thi lawe Seuen tymes in the daye I prayse the for thy rightwyse iugementes The louers of thy lawe shall haue moch felycite and quietnes and no hurte at all I trusted vpon thy helpe o lorde gaue dilygence to thy preceptes My soule obserueth thy testimonyes and loueth thē greatly I obserue thy commaundementes and thy testimonyes for all my wayes are open vnto the. ¶ The .xxij. Octonary Tau Let my cryēge ascende in to thy presens oh lorde make me rightly to vnderstāde thy wordes Let my depe desyer come into thy syght delyuer me accordynge to thy promyses My lyppes shall powre forthe thy prayse thou shalte instructe me in thy ordynances My tonge shall speke of thy pleasures for all thy preceptes are rightwysnesse Let thy hande helpe me for I haue chosen thy cōmaundemētes I desyred thy sauynge helpe oh lorde and thy lawe is my delyte My soule shall lyue and shall prayse the and thy iugementes shall be my helpe I am strayed lyke a loste shepe seke thou thy seruaunte for thy commaundementes haue I nat forgotte The argument in to the C.xx Psal. ¶ This Ps. is a cōplainte full of affectes it is a cōplaint of an holy mā banished īto amōge the vngodly doynge althīge with disceyt vyolence The tytle of these .xv. Psal. folowynge is only this The songe of Ma●hloth whiche worde cōmenly is interpreted stayres or degrees supposynge these .xv. Psalmes to haue be songe in an higher tune Ad dominū cum Whan I was in strayte anguisshe I called vpon the lorde and he graunted me Lorde delyuer my soule from lyēge lyppes and from a dysceytfull tonge What auauntageth it the or what good bringeth it the thou lyenge man thy deceytfull tonge Oh sharpe arowes of the strōge archer hote consumyng ienipe● coles Helas that I am thus longe holden in exyle amonge these false and cruell folke of Meshec and must yet dwell styl with the chorlysshe nacion of Kedar All to lōge hath my soule taryed amōge these vyolent men whiche hate pease I studye for pease but whan I speake of pease to theym by and by are they styrred to battayle The argument into the C.xxi. Psal. ¶ This Psalme declareth that of god onely helpe is loked and taryed for of the faythefull men ▪ and that he onely bringeth it presently LEuaui oculos I lyfte vp my eyes into the hylles from whence helpe might come vnto me My helpe cometh frō the lorde the maker of heuens erth He shall nat suffre thy fete to slyde neyther he beynge thy keper shall slepe Lo neyther wyll he slepe nor yet ones wynke that kepeth Israhell The lorde is thy keper the lorde is thy defence and is euer at thy right hande The sōne shall nat smyte the by day neither yet the mone by night For the lorde shall kepe the from all euyll ye he shall kepe thy soule The lorde shall kepe both thy outgoinge and thy incommynge frome thys tyme vnto euerlastynge The argument in to the C.xxii. Psal. ¶ Here vnder the fygure of Ierusalem are descrybed the felycyte of Christes churche and the desyers of the sayntes therof LEtatus sū I was right glad whā mē sayd vnto me let vs go vnto the house of the lorde Our fete shall stande faste in thy gates O Ierusalem Ierusalem is buylded goodly lyke a cyte well framed to gyther in her selfe That thyther might ascende the trybes euē the trybes of the lorde to magnifye the name of the lorde for so was it cōmaūded vnto Israel by goddes owne mouth For there were ordeined and holden the seates of iugement euyn the iugement seates of the house of Dauyd Praye ye for the felycitye of Ierusalem the louers of the might prospere They mighte prospere wtin thy walles they might prospere within thy houses For thy brothers and thy neighbours sakes shall I nowe pray for thy felycite For the houses sake of the lorde oure god I shall praye for thy welthe The argument into the C.xxiij Psal. ¶ Here the sayntes layde in the mouthes of the welthy vngodly doynge all amysse praye to god for their delyueraunce commyttynge them selfe to his cure ADte leuaui Unto the lyfte I vp my eyes which rulest in heuyns Beholde for as the seruauntes eyes are euer vpon their maisters the maydens waytinge vpon her maisters euyn so are our eyes lokynge vp vnto the lorde oure god vntyll he haue mercy vpon vs Haue mercy vpon vs lorde haue mercy vpon vs for we are out of measure fylled with ignominy Our soule is fylled out of measure with scornes derisyon of these welthy riche men with ignominy and shame of these arrogaunt proude men The argumēt into the C.xxiiii Psal. ¶ Here the sayntes of god gyue thankes and reioyse that they ar delyuered by goddes helpe frō so present peryls NIsi quia Except the lord had ben with vs lette Israell nowe speke Excepte the lorde had bene with vs whā these men rose agaynste vs. Without doute their wrath thus kīdled agaynst vs they had deuoured vs quick Waters had wrapped vs in with their waues the floude had gone ouer our soule The troublouse floude of these importune men had ron ouer our soules But praysed be the lord which hath nat gyuen vs ī to their tethes for their proy Our soule is delyuered lyke the birde frō the snare of the fouler the snare is brokē and we are escaped Our helpe cometh thorowe the name of the lorde whyche hath made the
heuens and erthe The argument in to the C.xxv Ps. ¶ Here is declared the congregation of god to be sure god defendynge them and to prospere the lorde fauorynge and weedyng the vngodly out of them QUi confidunt They that stycke to the lord shal neuer stagger but shall stāde fast for euer lyke the moūte of Siō And lyke as Ierusalem is gyrte aboute with hylles euen so closeth the lorde his people from this tyme vnto euerlasting He wyll nat suffre the power of the vngodly to oppresse the lande of the rightwyse leste the rightwyse put forth their handes vnto any wyckednesse Deale thou gentely with good mē and with men right in their hertes Them that swarue from the right waye vnto shrewdnes the lorde might leade a waye with men gyuen vnto wyckednes The argument in to the C.xxvi Psal. ¶ Here is declared the gladnes of the people returned from Babylon and vnder this fygure is it shewed also the gladnes of the faythful whō Christe hath verily delyuered from the captiuyte of synne and dethe IN cōuertendo Whā the lorde shal bringe agayne vs of Syon frō capt●uyte we shal be lyke mē dremīge for ioy Than shall our mouthes be fylled withe laughter and our tonges with tryumph than shall it be sayde amonge the gentyles that the lorde hath wrought mightely with these men The lorde shall worke mightely with vs we shall be refresshed with gret gladnes Bringe vs agayne frō captiuyte o lorde for so shalte thou fyll vs with ioye as if thou shuldest gyue plentuouse floudes to the dwellers in the thursty south deserte They that sowe with teares shall reape with gladnesse Whan they wente forth to sowe they wente wepynge takynge with them their seede coddes But whan they shall come agayne they shall come withe grette ioye bringynge their handes full of corne The argumēt into the C.xxvij ps ¶ This Psalme teacheth vs the house and family the sure custody of the cyte to haue meate rest and chyldren well dysposed and towarde all cometh of the grace of god NIsi dūs Excepte the lorde bylde the house the bilders therof labour but in vayne Excepte the lorde kepe the cyte the keper therof watcheth but in vayne It is all in vayne that ye haste your selues to ryse so erly and agayne to dyfferre your downe syttinge to eate your careful brede excepte god gyue it all For it is he that thus shall gyue vnto his welbeloued quyete slepe and plentuouse refection with good fode Lo chyldren ar the heritage which the lorde gyueth the frute of the wombe is his reward As arowes ar in the handꝭ of mighty mē euen so shal be the chyldren of thy youth Blessed is the man which hath his quyuer fylled with these arrowes for they shall nat be shamed whan they shall haue to do with their enemyes in iugement The argument into the C.xxviij Ps. ¶ This Psal. techeth vs that the worshyppers of god shall prospere both priuatly and openly BEati omnes Blessed is he who so euer worshippeth the lorde whiche also walketh in his wayes For thou shalt eate the labours of thyn own hādes shalt haue prosperouse encrase Thy wyfe shall be fruytfull as the vyne tree within the walles of thy house thy chyldren shall stande roundabout thy table lyke the plantes of the olyue trees Lo thus shall that man be blessed whiche worshyppeth the lorde The lorde shall do the good frō Sion thou shalte delyte beholdyng the prosperitie of Ierusalem all dayes of thy lyfe And thou shalte se thy childers children and the felycitie of Ierusalem The argument in to the E. xxix psa ¶ This Psalme sheweth vs that the vngodly although they vexe longe and sore the people of god yet shall they nat preuayle but at the laste to perisshe goddes people beynge free and safe SEpe expugna Greuously haue they vexed me euyn fro my youthe nowe let Israell speke Greuously haue they vexed me euyn fro my youth but yet they preueyle nat agaynst me Upon my backe these plowmen plowed and haue cutforth their longe vorowes But the rightwyse lord hath cut away the bondꝭ of these vngodly They shal be shamed put to flyght who so euer hateth Syon They shal be as grasse that groweth vpō the house ryggꝭ which is wethred before it be pulled vp With the which neither the reaper fylleth his hādes nor yet the gatherer fylleth his armes Neither the goers forby so regarded thē as to say ones god blesse you or we well wysshe you in the name of the lorde The argument into the C.xxx Psal. ¶ This Psalme is an ernest prayer full of affectes of a man here oppressed with aduersytie for his sīnes but yet promisynge him selfe with fast fayth hope frō god to haue both forgyuenes of his sīnes delyuerance frō his afflictiōs DE profundis Fro my most depest painfull troubles called I vpon the lorde Lorde here y● me let thy eares be attente vnto my depe desyre If thou shuldest loke narowly vpon oure wycdkenesses o lorde o lord who might abyde the But there is mercy with the and therfore arte thou worshypped I abyde the lorde my soule abydeth him I tary lokīg vp alway for thy ꝓmises My soule wayteth for the lorde as desyrously as the watche men in the mornīge watche desyre the day sprynge Let Israell wayte for the lorde for with the lorde is there mercy plentuouse redēption And it is he that shall redeme Israell from all his wyckednesses The argument in to the C.xxxi Psal. ¶ Here in this Psal. the prophet sheweth him selfe to be without all pride to haue folowed humilite wherfor he trusted to be exalted of god DOmine non Lorde my herte is nat proude neyther loke I a lofte I take nat stoutly vpon me in great maters neyther presume I in meruelouse thynges aboue my estate But verily I repressed and put my soule to sylence lyke a wainlyng from his mothers teate euen lyke a wainlynge was my soule in very dede Let Israhell wayte and trust vpon the lorde from this tyme into euerlastynge The argument into the C.xxxij Psal. ¶ This Ps. sīgeth the ꝑpetuall felycite of christes kyngdome of the presens of god in his cōgregation this all is mēte vnder the fygure of Dautds kyngdome of the Arches set in Sion MEmento dn̄e O lorde remembre thou Dauid his afflyction also Which swore to the lorde and made his vowe to the mighty god of Iacob Sayēg if I entre īto the tabernacle of my nowne house if I ascēde into my decked bed If I suffre my slepe to come into myne eyes or myne eye lyddꝭ ones to wīke Uncyll I shall fynde a place for the lorde a mansyon for the myghty god of Iacob I praye god I dye Lo we herde of thys house in Ephrata and haue founde it in the busshye felde We shall come into his māsyon and shall fall downe before his fote stole Aryse o lord come īto
vp all gladnes gone away and to lament perpetually the destruction of Ierusalem After this the Aedomites stered vp the Babylonites agayne to requyre the same which Babilonites hādled the Israhelytes full cruelly SUper flumina At the ryuers of Babylon we satte downe togyther and wepte whan we remembred Syon Upon the salowe trees there we hanged vp our harpꝭ Whā there they that toke vs requyred songes of vs sayd whan we had hāged vp our mery instrumentꝭ sīge vnto vs some of your songes of Syon And we answered se I pray you howe shulde we synge the songes of the Lorde in a strange lande O Ierusalem if I forget the let my right hande forget her offyce on the harpe Let my tonge cleue to my mouth if I remēbre the nat ye if I preferre nat Ierusalē al myn own mirth Oh lorde remēbre the sonnes of Aedom sayenge in the daye of the distruction of Ierusalem make all bare in it distroye it lay it wyde open euen with the grounde O cytie of Babell well worthy to be distroyed blessed shall he be that shall rewarde the as thou hast rewarded vs. Blessyd shall he be that shall take thy yong babes throwe thē agaynst the stones The argumēt ī to the C.xxxviii Ps. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid prayseth the mercy of God whiche delyuerynge him frō all peryls had exalted him lukely vnto his regall dignite ¶ The title of the Psal. The songs of Dauid COnfitebor I shall magnifye the with all my herte and shall prayse the in the presens of thy goddes I shall fall downe vpon my knees at thy holy temple and shall magnifye thy name for thy mercy and trouthes sake For thou haste extolled thy name and thy worde aboue all thynges In what tyme so euer I called vpon the thou grauntedest me thou encresedest great strength in my soule All the kynges of the erth shall magnifye thy o lorde for they haue herde the decrees and plesures of thy mouth And their songe shall be of the ordynaūces of the lorde for excellent is the glory of the lorde For the hyghe lorde beholdeth humble and lowely thinges and a proude man he knoweth a farre If it chaunce me to be in the myddes of afflyction yet thou wilt restore me thou wylt stretche forth thy hāde agaynst the wrath of my enemies and shalt preserue me with thy ryght hande The lorde wyll bryng all thīges to passe for me o lorde thy mercy standeth forthe for euer thou shalt nat forsake the workes of thy handes The argumēt in to the C.xxxix Ps. ¶ Here Dauid expresseth that al his dedes and thoughtes are serched of god open vnto him for he hath made him and all thīges in him and that god is euery where p̄sent with hī beholdīge all thynges that he doth The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Dauid committed to the chaunter to be songe in the temple DOmine probasti Lorde thou hast serched me depely and thou knowest full well what I am Thou knowest wherfore I do sytte and wherfore I vpstande euen my thoughtꝭ thou tryest and knowest before My ingoynge and downliynge to slepe thou compasest narowly and all my lyuynge thou foreseest clerely For my tonge is nat aboute to speke a worde but anone lorde lo thou knowest it all before What so euer is within me behynde and before thou hast made it and thou haste put to thy hande to my shape The knowlege of this my shape is hyde fro me hygher than I can atteyne ther vnto Whether shal I flye from thy spirit and whether shall I flye from thy face If I clyme vp into the heuens ther arte thou if I make my bed in my graue lo yet there arte thou present If I take vnto me the swyfte wynges of the mornyng beames and so in the twin clynge of an eye be conuayed into the vttermost partes of the west see Euen there yet shall thy hande take me and thy ryght hande shall set holde vpon me I thought than that I wold be couerd and hyd with derkenesses but with the euen the nyght is all shynynge The very derkenesses may hyde nothīg from the ye the nyght shyneth lyke the daye and the derkenesses ar to the euen the very lyghte For thou possessest my inwarde affectes and dydest facyone me in my mother bely I shall magnifye the for thou hast facioned me meruelously to behold thy workꝭ ar to be merueled aboue mesure as knoweth my soule My strength in my bones senowes were nat vnknowē vnto the whā I shulde be made secretly in my mothers wombe knytte togyther in the lowe preuy erth Where whā I was yet without facyon thou seest me with thy eyes all my lymmes facyoned by tymes thou haddest drawen lyke as in a paper whan there was nat one of thē yet sette full perfytly Howe clere ar thy thoughtꝭ vnto me o god oh how excede they ī nombre If I wolde nombre thē they excede the sādes of the see but yet I labour busely to cōsyder them I cleue euer vnto the. O god I wolde it were thy pleasure to distroye hese vngodly ye blody men auoyde out of my syght Which speake wyckedly agaynst the and rayle spytfully vpon the these are thy enemyes Them that hate the oh lorde I hate verily I abhorrew i th great indygnatiō thē that ryse agaynste the. I hate them extremly and repute them as enemyes Serch me oh god knowe thou my hert examyne me and trye thou my pathes And loke if I haue begōne any shrewde waye and leade me there out in to the waye euerlastynge The argument in to the C.xl. Psal. ¶ Here in this Psal. Dauid prayeth to be delyuered from the deceytfull lyes of Doeg and of his felowes and that they for their false deceit myght be cast away that those men which study to do right and to be good myght the more frely gyue them selues to the holy seruyce and prayse of god The tytle of this psalme The sōge of Dauid commytted to the chaunter ERipe me Delyuer me o lorde frome this myscheuouse man saue me from this vyolente man Which thynketh mischef in their hertes and contynually ronne to battayle They haue whetted theire tonges lyke serpentes edders venome is vnder their lyppes Selah Kepe me o lorde from the handes of this vngodlye man saue me from this cruell man which thinketh to supplāt me These proude men haue set a preuy snare for me haue bēte their nettes euyn by my path haue they layed their gynnes for me Selah I sayde lorde thou arte my god heare lorde my depe desyers O lorde thou arte my lorde my god my mightye sauynge helth thou shalte defende my hed what tyme I shall take me to armour wepen Lorde suffre nat the vngodli to take his pleasure on me let nat his myscheuous entent prospcre with him lest these proude heddes be axalted Selah I meane these heddes that thus besege me on euery syde