courts one day abide Then be elsewhere a thousand dayes beside I 'de rather keep th' door of the house of God Than dwell in th' tents of wickednesse abroad 11 For God will glory grace and worship give No good withhold from those that purely live 12 O Lord of Hosts that man shall blessed be That wholly doth depend and trust in thee PSAL. LXXXV 1 LOrd thou 'st been merciful unto thy land And thou hast rescu'd Jacobs seed from band 2 Thy folks iniquitie thou hast forg'ven And thou hast also covered their sin 3 Thou 'st also took thy wrath most sore away And thou from wrath that is most fierce dost stay 4 God of our health convert us all to thee And let thine anger cease ' mongst us to be 5 Wilt thou be angry Lord and not return And shall thy wrath unto all ages burn 6 Wilt not again let us revived be That we thy people may rejoyce in thee 7 O Lord declare thy goodness in our wealth And be to us an aid and saving health 8 I 'le heare the Lord who to his Saints speak peace That never they return to foolishnesse 9 His health to them that fear him is at hand That they may dwell in glory in our land 10 Mercy and truth meet in one and th' same place Justice and peace each other do embrace 11 Truth from the earth flourisheth pleasantly And righteousness looks from the heavens high 12 Yea God shall give you things most good in peace And all our land shall yeild forth her increase 13 Justice shall 'fore him go like guide or stay His steps he 'l keep and lead them in the way PSAL. LXXXVI 1 LOrd bow thine ear for poor and weak am I And needy eke then listen to my cry 2 Preserve my soule Lord for I holy be Thy servant save who trusteth still in thee 3 Be mercifull to me Lord for I cry To thee O Lord my God uncessantly 4 Comfort thy servants soul with pain that 's pin'd For unto thee I lift my soul and mind 5 For thou art good thy gifts of grace are free Thy mercie 's great to those that call on thee 6 Give ear O Lord when that to thee I pray And hearken to thy suppliant alway 7 For in the day of trouble upon thee I 'le call for thou wilt quickly answer me 8 Among the Gods there 's none like thee doth shine Nor are their works to be compar'd to thine 9 The Gentiles which thou didst make and frame Shall worship thee and glorifie thy Name 10 For thou art great all power is thine owne Thou wondrous things dost thou art God alone 11 Teach me thy way thy truth I will walk meek Unite mine heart with fear thy Name to seek 12 O Lord my God my heart shall give thee praise And I will glorifie thy Name always 13 Thy mercy shew'd to me most great is it For thou 'st delivered me from th' lowest pit 14 The proud against me rise with men of might They seek my soul and have not thee in sight 15 But thou art meek full slack and slow to wrath Long-suffering thy truth no measure hath 16 Turn to me and strength to me apply Thy servant and thy hand-maids son am I. 17 Some sign me shew that all my foes may see And be asham'd ' cause thou Lord comforts me PSAL. LXXXVII 1 GOds city is upon the holy hills 2 Sion he loves more then where Jacob dwells 3 Glorious things are spoke of thee abroad O city of the living Lord our God 4 On Ra'ab I 'le look and bear in mind the same And Babilon shall learn to know my Name Lo Philistine Tire E-thi-ope likewise A folk long since were born and there did rise 5 'T was said of Sion divers men of fame Have there sprung up and God doth stay the same 6 When God the people counts it shall appear That this man at the first did spring up there 7 The trumpeters and singers there shall be And all my springs are composed by thee PSAL. LXXXVIII 1 O Lord thou God of my deliverie Both day and night 'fore thee I oft do cry 2 Lord let my prayer before thee oft appear And to my cry do thou incline thine ear 3 For in my soul I grief and trouble have And eke my life doth draw nigh to the grave 4 Like those that go to pit I 'm in thy sight And like a man that hath no strâ—ngth nor might 5 Free 'mong the dead like th' slain that lie i' th' Land Whom thou destroy'st and cuttest from thine hand 6 Yea thou hast laid me in the lowest pit In darkness eke and in the depths of it 7 Upon me sore lyeth the wrath of thee With all thy waves thou 'st much afflicted me 8 Thou friends put'st from me mak'st them hate me sore I am shut up and can come forth no more 9 My sight through grief me fails I call thee God To thee always my hand I stretch abroad 10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead always And shall the dead arise and give thee praise 11 Or shall thy kindness Lord be taught in grave With those that dy shall truth her honour have 12 Shall they that lye in th' dark thy wonders wot Thy justice eke where all things are forgot 13 But I O Lord to thee did call apace My pray'r shall early come before thy face 14 O Lord why castest thou my soul from thee Why hidest thou thy glorious face from me 15 From my youth up I 'm griev'd and like to dy I bear thy terrours distracted am I. 16 Thy wrath most fierce doth heavy on me fall Thy terrours eke do me oppresse withall 17 They compasse me as waters at the tide And eke with streams beset me on each side 18 Lover and friend far from me thou hast put In darkness thou hast mine acquaintance shut PSAL. LXXXIX 1 THy mercies Lord to sing I ne'er will spare With mouth I ever will thy truth declare 2 I said thy mercies ever shall remain Thy truth in heaven shall appear most plain 3 God saith with mine elect I 've cov'nant made I 've sworn my Servant David to perswade 4 Thy seed I 'le stay and stablish it full fast Thy throne I 'le build for ever it shall last 5 The heavens shall thy wonders praise O Lord Thy Saints within thy Church thy faith record 6 Who 's like the Lord in all the clouds abroad 'Mong Sons of men what one is like our God 7 God 'mong his Saints is greatly to be dread Of all 'bout him in terrour to be had 8 Lord God of Hosts what one is like to thee On ev'ry side thy truth is seen to be 6 The raging Sea thou rulest at thy will The waves thereof that rise thou makest still 10 Rahab in peices as one slain thou 'st broke And from thine arm comes enemies dead stroke 11 Heaven is thine thine is the earth also The world thousound'st
all the folk be fearfull at his sight 10 Tell all the world the Lord doth reign above He'th set the earth so fast it cannot move And that 't is he that rules with princely might To judge the folk with equity and right 11 The Heavens and the earth shall much rejoyce The Sea and all therein shall make a noise 12 The field shall joy with all things on the earth The Woods and ev'ry Tree shall sing with mirth 13 Before Gods face and coming of his might When he shall judge and rule his folk aright PSAL. XCVII 1 THe Lord doth reign let all the earth rejoyce Let multitudes of Isles him praise in voyce 2 Darkness and Clouds are round about him gone Justice and judgement dwell about his throne 3 A fire before him goes the World throughout And burneth up his foes ev'n round about 4 His ligh-te-nings did to the world appear Whereat the earth did look and deadly fear 5 The Hills like wax do melt ev'n at Gods sight Ev'n at the presence of the Lord most bright 6 The Heavens shew his justice all abroad That all may know the glory of our God 7 Shame sure will come on those serve Idols vain On those that love dumb Pictures to maintain 8 Sion heard glad was Juda did rejoyce ' Cause of thy judgements they 've set forth their voyce 9 For thou art high in all the earth abroad And art exalted 'bove all other God 10 All that fear God hate all things that are ill He saves his Saints from such as would them spill 11 The light is sown ev'n for the just mans part Gladness and mirth for the upright in heart 12 Ye just in Gods great holiness rejoyce Be thankfull to him both in heart and voyce PSAL. XCVIII 1 O Sing to God a new and pleasant Song For he hath wrought his wonders great and strong With his right hand he doth his foes devour And victory get with his arm and pow'r 2 The Lord makes known his saving health and might He shews his justice in the Heathens sight 3 To Israel truth in mind he doth record All earth hath seen the goodness of the Lord. 4 A joyfull noise make to the Lord alwayes In him rejoyce and eke to him give praise 5 Play on the Harp and Psalms unto him sing 6 With Trumpets eke rejoyce before our King 7 Yea let the Sea for joy both roar and swell And eke the earth withall therein that dwell 8 Let floods rejoyce and clap their hands apace The Mountains eke before the Lord his face 9 He 'l come to judge the World and ev'ry wight And rule the folk with justice and with right PSAL. XCIX 1 THe Lord doth reign though folk do rage full sore He sits on Cherubs though the world doth roar 2 God's high 'bove all in Sion is his seat 3 He 's holy let all praise his Name most great 4 Th' Kings strength loves judgement equity and right Which he in Jacob executes with might 5 Exalt then God th'Lord for he 's most holy Before his foot-stool worship all lowly 6 Moses Aaron were 'mong his Priests and eke Samuel 'mong those that to his Name did seek 7 They call'd God heard and from Clouds Pillars spake They kept his Statutes nor his Ordnance brake 8 Thou answredst them O Lord and them forgave Though vengeance on their follies thou would'st have 9 Exalt our God him worship at his hill For he most holy is in all his will PSAL. C. 1 ALL Lands make joyfull noise 'fore God rejoyce 2 Him serve with gladness and with pleasant voyce 3 Know th' Lord is God 't is he that hath us made Not we our selves we's sheep are he 's our aid 4 Enter his Gates with praise his Courts with th' same Be thankfull to him blesse his holy Name 5 For God's most good his mercy doth endure His truth unto all ages is most sure PSAL. CI. 1 MErcy and judgement eke I 'le sing to thee 2 I 'le wisely do untill thou come to me 3 My heart shall walk within my house in light I 'le set no wicked thing before my sight 4 Who falls I hate they shall not cleave to me Ill hearts shall from me part no ill I 'le see 5 I 'le slay him that 's friend sland'reth privily Th' proud heart I 'le hate and him that looketh high 6 Mine eyes on th' faithfull of the Land shall stay He me shall serve that walkes in perfect way 7 He that deceives in my house shall not dwell Nor shall he oft see me that lies doth tell 8 The wicked of the Land soon slay will I Ill doers eke from th' City of th' most high PSAL. CII 1 MY prayer hear Lord my cry let come to thee 2 In troubled times hide not thy face from me 3 Incline thine ear to me hear when I call A smoake consumes as th' herb doth fade I fall 4 My heart like grass is scorcht and withered So â—ore that I forget to eat my bread 5 With groanings sore my bones cleave to my skin 6 As deserts Pelican such case I 'm in 7 As sparrow ' lone on house so watch do I 8 ' Gainst me is sworn my raging enemy 9 For I have ashes eat instead of bread And with my drink my tears have mingled 10 ' Cause of thine indignation and thy frown For thou 'st me lifted up and cast me down 11 Like shadow that declines my dayes do pass And I my self like to the with'red grass 12 But thou O Lord for ever shalt indure Unto all Generations firm and sure 13 Thou shalt arise and Sion mercy show For th'time to shew her favours is come now 14 For in her stones thy servants pleasure take Favours her dust Lord do not her forsake 15 The heathens then O Lord thy Name shall fear Thy glory ring through kingdomes far and near 16 When God shall Sion build appear shall he In glory great and magnanimitie 17 Th' prayer of the destitute he will regard Not them dispise but give them due reward 18 For future age this shall be writ alwayes That those here-after born may give thee praise 19 For he look't down ev'n from his holy place Beholding earth with 's most glorious face 20 To hear the groans of those that pris'ners are And those that were condemn'd to die to spare 21 Mount Sion in for to declare Gods Name And in Jerusalem advance his fame 22 When people gath'red are both far and near To serve the Lord and in his Courts appear 23 My former strength he weakned in the way My dayes he shor-te-ned Thus I did say 24 Midst of my dayes away Lord take not me Thy years throughout all generations be 25 Of old thou 'st laid th' foundations of the Land The heavens are the workes of thine own hand 26 They perish shall but thou shalt still indure They shall wax old and change like a vesture 27 But thou' rt the same thy years for
ay shall be 28 Thy servants sons shall daily stand 'fore thee PSAL. CIII 1 SOul bless the Lord bless thou his holy Name And all within me do likewise the same 2 Still blesse the Lord my soul ne'er cease to be Mindfull of him who still takes care of thee 3 Who gave thee pardon for thy faults who still Makes well thy pain and sickness at his will 4 Who doth redeem thy life from death and who Doth tender mercies daily to thee shew 5 Who feeds thee with good things so that thy youth Like as the Eagles so he still renew'th 6 The Lord with justice executeth those Who are not friends unto his Saints but foes 7 The Lord to Moses did his wayes declare His acts unto the Isralites lay bare 8 The Lord is mercifull though we him grieve Slowest to wrath and quickest to forgive 9 He will not alwayes chide nor will he cause His wrath both now and ever-more to pause 10 Nor yet according to our sins hath he Rewarded us but in a higher degree 11 As far as 't is 'twixt earth and heaven above Such is his mercy to us such his love 12 Such space as 't is 'twixt East and West such he Removes from us both sin and miserie 13 Like as a Father loveth Children dear So doth the Lord if we him truly fear 14 The Lord that made us knows our fashion just How weak we are and how we are but dust 15 And how the dayes of man are few for they Like as a flower quickly fade away 16 Whos 's gloss and beauty stormy windes disgrace And make it loose the sweetness of that place 17 But yet the Lord his Saints will ever love Their Children shall be blessed from above 18 To such as keep his Covenant and do His Will and his Commandement also 19 The Heaven is the footstool of the Lord The Earth he ruleth both by pow'r and word 20 Ye Angels great in pow'r praise ye the Lord Which to obey and do his will accord 21 Ye Noble Hosts and Ministers strive still To execute his pleasure and his will 22 Yea all his works praise ye his holy Name In ev'ry place soul do likewise the same PSAL. CIV 1 BLess God my soul O Lord thou art most high With honour thou art clad and Majesty 2 Who as a Garment cloathes thy self with light Who stretchest out the Skies like Curtaines bright 3 Whose Chamber beams do lie in waters low Who makes Clouds Charrets rides on wings that blow 4 Who Angels Spirits makes Ministers a flame 5 Who laid the Earth that none can move the same 6 As with a garment thou 'st it cloth'd with th' deep Thou 'st made the waters 'bove the Mountains keep 7 At thy rebuke they fled there none would stay From th' thunders voyce they hasted all away 8 They go by Hills by Vales their way they take They go to th' place which thou for them did'st make 9 Thou 'st made abound that they o're't may not pass That they turn not again to cover th' grass 10 He sends the springs into the streams most strong Which runs the Mountaines and the Hills among 11 They drink do give to each beast of the field The Asses quench their thirst which are most wilde 12 The dwelling place of fowls eke by them are Which 'mong the branches green do sing most rare 13 The Hils eke from his Chambers watreth he All earth 's fill'd with thy works which they do see 14 For beast he grass for man he herb doth sow That he may food ' cause from the earth to grow 15 And that which makes mans heart glad namely wine And oil to cause the face of man to shine 16 Gods Trees are full of Sap they nothing want Lebanons Cedars there the Lord did plant 17 Where birds for safety go and make their nests For th' Stork th' Fir-tree her house is there she rests 18 Th' Hills for th' wilde Goates a refuge is most high Rocks are for Conies that they there may lie 19 For Seasons he appointed hath the Moon The Sun knowes when t is up t' must go down soon 20 When it is night thou makest darknesse sleep Wherein all beasts out of the Forrests creep 21 The Lyons young do roar after their prey From God the Lord they seek their meat alway 22 The Sun doth rise they get together then And presently they couch down in their Den. 23 Man goeth forth unto his work full soon And to his labour there he stayes till noon 24 In Wisdom Lord thy works each one thou 'st wrought Thy Riches on the earth are past mans thought 25 So is the great wide Sea wherein are all Unspeakable things creeping large and small 26 The Ships go there th' Levi'than eke I say Whom thou hast given leave therein to play 27 These all on thee do wait O Lord that live That in due time thou meat to them maist give 28 That thou them giv'st they gather from the Land They 'r fil'd with good when thou openest thine hand 29 Thou hides thy face they troubled are and mourn Thou tak'st their breath and they to dust return 30 Thou sends thy spirit forth they new-born are Thou dost renew the earth that was most bare 31 For evermore Gods Glory shall indure He shall reioyce in 's works that are most pure 32 The earth trembleth when he on it doth look The Hills he toucheth instantly they shook 33 Whil'st that I live unto the Lord I 'le sing And whil'st I be I 'le praise give to my King 34 My Meditation on him shall be sweet I 'le glad be in him he 's my help most meet 35 Sinners destroy ill men let be no more Bless thou the Lord my soul praise him therefore PSAL CV 1 GIve thanks to God upon his Name eke call Make know his deeds 'mong people great and small 2 Unto the Lord our God high Psalmes eke sing Talke of the wondrous works ev'n of our King 3 Glory in God and in his holy Name Let th' heart rejoyce that seeks to do the same 4 Seek God the Lord his strength and aid therefore Yea seek his face both now and evermore 5 His wondrous works let still be in your heart Nor let his judgements from your mind depart 6 Ye Seed of Gods own Servant Abraham Ye Jacobs Sons Gods chosen do the same 7 He is our Lord our strength our aid our God His Judgements are in all the earth abroad 8 The Covenant which he to his hath made He hath perform'd according as he said 9 Which Covenant he made to Abraham His Oath he made with Isa-ac by Name 10 It stood for Law That Jacob might obey For Covenant to Is-ra-el for ay 11 Say-ing th' Land Ca-na-an to thee I 'le give Th' Lot of thine Heritage wherein thou 'st live 12 When they were but a few in number men Yea very few and strangers in it then 13 When they from one place to
Kingdom they shall talk each hour And speak of thy great goodness and thy pow'r 12 To make the folk thy mighty acts to know Thy glorious Kingdoms Majesty to show 13 Thy Kingdom is for everlasting sure And thy Dominion through all ages dure 14 The Lord upholdeth all that fall and he Raiseth up those that bow'd together be 15 The eyes of all wait upon thee to give Them meat in season that their souls may live 16 Thou openest thy bounteous hand and gives To satisfie th' desires of all that lives 17 In all his wayes the Lord is righteous still He holy is in all his works and will 18 The Lord is nigh to them that on him call In truth he them doth hear and ever shall 19 Th' desire of those that fear him he 'l fulfill He 'l hear their cry and save them all he will 20 The Lord preserves who loves him they 'r his joy But all the wicked he will quite destroy 21 My mouth shall speak the praises of the Lord All flesh shall blesse his Name with one accord PSAL. CXLVI 1 PRaise ye the Lord my soul shall give him praise 2 Whilst that I live I 'le him exalt alwayes 3 In Princes put no trust neither confide In Sons of men who cannot help nor guide 4 Their breath doth fall to earth full soon away And then the councells of their hearts decay 5 He 's blest that Jacobs God hath for his stay Whose hope is in the Lord his God for ay 6 Which heav'n earth sea and therein all the store Did make which keepeth truth for evermore 7 Which frees th' opprest to th'hungry which doth give Due food which looseth pris'ners le ts them live 8 God op'neth th' eyes of th' blind and them doth raise That are bow'd down th' upright he loves always 9 God th' widdow stranger fatherlesse keeps ay But upside down he turns the wickeds way 10 Sion the Lord thy God shall raign e're more All ages to praise ye the Lord therefore PSAL. CXLVII 1 PRaise God for it is good and to him sing For so to do it is a comely thing 2 God builds Jerusalem for there he 'l dwell Gathers in one th' disperst of Israel 3 Th' broken in heart he heals much ease they finde And eke their wounds he carefully doth binde 4 He tells the Stars and calls them by their Name 5 God's great his power and knowledge is the same 6 The meek God lifteth up sets them on high But throws to ground those that act wickedly 7 Thanks give with praise unto the Lord our King And to our God on harp eke praises sing 8 Who cov'reth th' skie with clouds who rain makes flow On earth who maketh grass on hills to grow 9 He food unto the beasts of th' field doth give To th'ravens young which cry that they may live 10 I' th' strength of horse rejoyce he never can Nor takes he pleasure in the legs of man 11 Of those that fear him God doth love the sight In those that in him hope he takes delight 12 O thou Jerusalem give God due praise And eke thou Sion blesse his name alwayes 13 He'th made strong bars and th' gates together prest Thy children eke within thee he hath blest 14 He peace makes be i' th' borders which are thine And eke thee feeds with wheat which is most fine 15 He his commands doth send the earth about His word doth swiftly run the world throughout 16 He giveth snow like wool which fall full fast He scattereth hoar frost as ashes cast 17 He casts forth ice like morsells at that tide The vehement cold thereof who can abide 18 He sends his word them melts makes th' wind to blow He causeth ice to thaw waters to flow 19 To Jacob he his word of truth did show He 's law and judgment Isr'el gave to know 20 With other Nations thus dealt hath not he They knew no laws of his the Lord praise ye PSAL. CXLVIII 1 PRaise ye the Lord him praise from heavens high Yea praise him still above the starry skie 2 Praise ye his Name ye glorious Angells still Praise him ye noble hosts that do his will 3 Ye glorious creatures Sun and Moon him praise The same perform ye brightest Stars alwayes 4 Yea praise him in the highest heavens still Ye waters 'bove the heavens this fulfill 5 Yea let them praise the Lords most mighty Name At his command he did create the same 5 He likewise hath establisht them for ay Set a Decree which not o're-pass they may 7 Praise ye the Lord likewise from earth below Dragons all deeps praise ye his Name also 8 Yea fire and hail snow vapour praise the Lord With stormy windes that execute his word 9 Yea mountains great and hills that be so high Trees fruitfull Cedars eke him magnifie 10 Yea beasts and cattel that in forrests dwell Things creeping flying fowl his praises tell 11 Kings of the earth great Princes People all Praise ye the Lord ye judges great and small 12 Ye young men strong and maidens praise his Name Fathers also and children do the same 13 Let these praise God for 's Name alone 's most great His glory 's 'bove the earth 'bove heavens seat 14 The Lord his peoples strength exalteth still That 's Saints should all be prais'd it is his will This to his Servant Israel doth he A people near to him the Lord praise ye PSAL. CXLIX 1 PRaise ye the Lord new songs unto him sing Amongst his Saints let all his praises ring 2 In him that made him Israel let rejoyce Let Sions Sons be joyfull in their choice 3 Let them his Name exalt and praise in dance On Timbrel and on Harp his praise advance 4 For God takes pleasure in his peoples peace He 'l save them eke to beautifie not cease 5 Let th'Saints in glory joyfull be and sing A loud upon their bed of God their King 6 Let th' mouths be fill'd with praises of the Lord And in their hands be a two-edged sword 7 Vengeance to execute th' heathen among And punishments upon the people strong 8 Their Kings in prison there to bind with chain Their Lords in iron fetters to remain 9 To execute on them Gods written word This honour have his Saints praise ye the Lord. PSAL. CL. 1 PRaise ye the Lord him praise in 's holy seat Praise him i' th' firmament of 's power great 2 For 's mighty acts and deeds love him alwayes According to his greatnesse give him praise 3 With trumpet praise the Lord who is most high Yea praise his Name on Harp and Psaltery 4 With Timbrel praise his Name 't exalt in dance With Instruments and Organs him advance 5 Yea on loud Cimballs still advance his praise On sounding Cimballs give him thanks alwayes 6 Let all things living praise the Lord I say Praise ye the Lord soul praise thy God for ay FINIS
thy might Thou sat'st in throne to judge for me most right 5 Thou didst confound the heathen people so That the remembrance of them none shall know 6 Thou hast made quick dispatch with all my foes Thou 'st burnt their town and caus'd their fame to close 7 But God for ever is and he will be In seat of Judgement and true equitie 8 With Justice he will keep and guide all those That are unto his people friends not foes 9 He also will to those that are opprest In time of need be their defence and rest 10 And they that know thy Name shall trust in thee For their own safety and deliverie 11 Sing Psalms to God that doth in Sion dwell And of his noble Acts all Nations tell 12 For he is mindfull of the blood of such As be opprest remembring th' humble much 13 Have mercy on me Lord my foes me hate 'T is thee alone can keep me from deaths Gate 14 I will in Sion then shew forth thy praise And much rejoyce in thee alone alwayes 15 The Heathen are sunck down into the pit Which they for others ever did make fit 16 The Lord is known by his most just commands But wicked men are snar'd by their own hands 17 The wicked shall be turned into Hell But pious men with God shall ever dwell 18 Neither will God the needy man forget But in far better state he will him set 19 Arise O Lord lest worldlings with their might Prevaile therefore Lord judge them in thy sight 10 Put them in fear O Lord of thee and then They may well know they are not Gods but men PSAL. X. 1 WHy keepest thou so far from us or why hides thou thy face in our extremity 2 The wicked's pride doth persecute the poor But Lord do thou destroy the evill doer 3 For in the lust of his own heart he doth Delight he hates the poor he loveth sloth 4 The wicked through his pride doth wrong his soul In thinking thou his deeds would not controul 5 Because he prospers he still follows lies Neglects thy Laws puffs at his Enemies 6 He saith in his heart I never then shall be Changed nor come into adversitie 7 But in his mouth deceit and fraud doth dwell Under his tongue breeds vanity and Hell 8 He lies in holes the innocent to slay And such as come thereby he makes away 9 He like a Lion lurking in his Den To see if he can snare poor simple men 10 He croucheth down most craftily alway To make poor needy harmlesse ones his prey 11 Thus saith he in his heart God doth forget He doth not mind whom I catch in my Net 12 Rise up O Lord therefore and do not rest From looking to the humble and th' opprest 13 Why let'st thou wicked men thy Laws despise They scoff at thee and evill do devise 14 Thou see-est their deceit thou understands The fatherlesse are left unto their hands 13 Lord breake the armes of wicked men that so Both they and theirs into the pit may go 16 The Lord is King and by his powerfull hand He shall destroy the Heathen from his Land 17 Lord thou hast heard the humble mans request And what is fittest for him thou knowes best 18 Lord judge the poor and help them to their right Which was took from them by the worldlings might PSAL. XI 1 I Put my trust in God what is your will To say flee as a Bird unto your Hill 2 For lo the wicked bend their bow their art Is primely t' insnare th' upright in heart 3 The worlds foundations shall all come to nought But righteous men have never evill wrought 4 And God which is most holy and and most high Doth look at all men in his Majesty 5 He doth in godly men take much delight But punish such as doth his word despite 6 Upon the wicked he will brimstone rain They shall all perish there shall none remain 7 So that ye see his justice doth delight In holynesse h'embraceth the upright PSAL. XII 1 HElp Lord for godly men do now decay Both truth and faith from sinners passe away 2 Their words are vanity or like a bubble Their lips do flatter and their hearts are double 3 The Lord will cut off such as not refuse Their flatterings but still do lying use 4 For they have said our lips they are our own We will prevail over us there is none 5 But for the needy's sake God will arise And save the poor from all his Enemies 6 Gods words are pure as Silver they are try'd They are like Gold seven times purify'd 7 And since thy promise is to help Lord then Do thou us help from this ill kind of men 8 Lord if thou leave sinners on every side Their wickednesse will spread the world so wide PSAL. XIII 1 HOw long wilt thou forget me Lord or why Hides thou thy self in my necessity 2 In heart how long shall I tormented be And how long shall my foes triumph o're me 3 O Lord my God consider me opprest Lest with mine eyes of death I be possest 4 Lest that mine enemies of me should say We have prevailed and made him our prey 5 But from thee and thy mercies I have made My heart full merry and my soul full glad 6 I will sing praises to the Lord for he Hath alwayes bountifully dealt with me PSAL. VX 1 THE Fool saith in his heart there is no God But Lord do thou correct him with thy Rod. 2 The Lord from heaven look't upon mankind To see who lov'd him but he none could find 3 They are all gone aside they are become Like dust upon the earth or filthy scum 4 What are none good do all work mischief still Eating thy people rejecting thy will 5 Whil'st they thus rage they shall have dread for why God to the righteous race is very nigh 6 Ye strive to shame the poor because they call Upon the Lord and make him all in all 7 But who shall hear thy people unlesse thou Perform thy promise to Isra-el now 8 When thou brings back those that were captive led Then Jacob shall rejoyce Israel be glad PSAL. XV. 1 LORD who shall in thy Tabernacle dwell Or who shall live in thy most holy Hill 2 The man that walks uprightly and whose facts Declare him to be just in all his acts 3 He that backbiteth nor nor worketh ill Unto's neighbour nor of him lies doth tell 4 That hates the vile and honoureth the just His promise is most true perform 't he must 5 Who puts not coyn to use nor ever took Reward ' gainst Saints he never shall be shook PSAL. XVI 1 IN thee I put my trust deliver me 2 Thou art my God my goodness can't reach thee 3 But to the Saints that on the earth do live And to the faithfull I my goods do give Their griefes shall many be who make not God Their Lord they shall be scourg'd with iron rod.
the simple and obscure 8 Gods statutes make Mens hearts rejoyce for why Their just and pure enligh-te-ning the eye 9 The fear of God for ever doth endure His Judgements are most true most just most pure 10 They are beyond the reach of any Mony More sweet then hony combs or then the hony 11 By them I know tis thee I must regard In keeping them I shall have great reward 12 what man is there that can his errors spy Then clense me Lord from mine iniquity 13 And let me over sin get Victorie That I from all offences may be free 14 Lord take my words and heart into thy sight Thou art my strength do thou judge me aright PSAL. XX. 1 IN all adversitie God hear thee still And Jacobs God defend thee from all ill 2 And send thee help from his high Sanctuarie 3 And out of Sion likewise strengthen thee 4 Remembring thy offerings and sacrifice 5 Granting thy will fulfilling thy device 6 We will rejoyce in thee alone and on Thy Name we trust grant our Petition 7 The Lord will his Anointed only save And be his help if help of him he crave 8 In Charrets and in Horses some do trust But wee 'l call on our God who is most Just 9 So we do rise but they for ever fall Save Lord and let the King hear us that call PSAL. XXI 1 HOw joyful is the King for in thy brest He safely lies and therein takes his rest 2 For thou hast given him his hearts desire And ne're withheld what he did once require 3 And thou prevented'st him with manifold Blessings and set on 's head a Crown of Gold 4 He ask't thee life him thou it never gainsaid 5 But Majesty and Honour on him laid 6 For ever thou hast made me blest to be I 'm glad when I thy countenance can see 7 The King doth trust in God him he doth love God is his stay he therefore ne'r shall move 8 Thou shalt stay them that do thee once withstand And let them feel thy mighty power and hand 9 As in an Oven so burn them with Flame And in thy anger put them all to shame 10 Their fruit shall be destroyed and ev'n then Their seed may go from just and godly men 11 For they of mischeif muse against thy Name But have no power to execute the same 12 Then as a mark set them in open place And with thine arrowes keen hit them on face 13 Exalt thy self in strength Lord every hour And we will praises sing unto thy power PSAL. XXII 1 My God why dost thou me forsake or why Helps thou me not in my extremity 2 To thee O God all day I cry and call And eke all night yet hear'st thou not at all 3 Thou art the joy of Is-ra-el for ever 4 Our Parents trust thee thou didst them deliver 5 They were delivered when to thee they cri'd They trusted in thee and were not denyed 6 But now I am a worm no man become Reproach to people and their outcast scum 7 All men that ere do meet me on my way Do grin and laugh at me And thus they say 8 This man did trust in God but now wee 'l see Whether he can from us deliver thee 9 God brought me from my mothers womb to rest And kept me whil'st that I did suck her brest 10 No sooner born but I was cast on thee My God thou prov'd a loving Lord to me 11 Depart not from me in my present grief For in thy absence none can give releif 12 There 's many Buls which compassed me round Strong Bulls whose food hath been on Bashan ground 13 They gape at me as if they would me Slay Much like a Lyon Roaring for his Prey 14 I am like water shed my bones do beat And I like wax do melt ' gainst any heat 15 My strength like to a potters sherd doth dry My tongue cleaves to my jawes in dust I die 16 Sinners and Dogs beset me in the street They with curst hatred pierce my hands and see 17 I like Anatomie on me they stare When grief my flesh consum'd and bones lay bare 18 My garments eke amongst them they divide My seamless coat who shall have lots decide 19 Be not far from me therefore but make speed Thou art my strength Lord help me in my need 20 And from the Sword Lord by thy mighty power Save me from dogs that would my soul devour 21 From Lyons eke do thou deliver me From horns of Unicornes Lord set me free 22 Unto my Brethren I 'le declare thy Name And in thy Temple I 'le shew forth thy Fame 23 All that do fear the Lord praise ye his Name Jacob and Israels seed do ye the same 24 He hateth not the poor nor turns awry His Countenance but hearkeneth to their cry 25 In mid'st of Saints I will set forth thy praise And vows perform to thee behight alwayes 26 With plenty he shall satisfie the meek Their hearts shall live for ever that him seek 27 All coasts of th' earth shal turn to thee for grace The heathens worship shall thy glorious face 28 The heathens kingdom God shall have therefore And be their Governour for ever-more 29 Those that be sat on earth shall bow to thee To dust they go from death none can be free 30 A seed shall serve the Lord so shall it be Counted his own to all posteritie 31 His righteousness declares both all and some Unto a people that is yet to come PSAL. XXIII 1 GOd is my Shepheard I shall never need 2 I drink sweet waters in good ground I seed 3 When I 'm nigh lost then home he doth me take And lead me in his paths for his own sake 4 Though I were at deaths door I 'le fear none ill For with thy staff thou comfortest me still 5 Thou spread'st my head in presence of my foes Thou noint'st my table with oile my cup or'e flowes 6 While breath doth last thy grace shall me defend And in thy house my life I 'le ever spend PSAL. XXIV 1 THe earth 's the Lords all store therein is his And eke the world with those that therein is 2 For he hath founded it it safely stands On liquid waters as if 't were on Lands 3 Gods Holy Hill into who shall ascend A sure inhabitant unto the end 4 Whose heart hands life are spotless and upright 'T is such alone that are the Lords delight 5 Such shall a blessing from the Lord obtain His righteousness with them shall ere remain 6 This is the brood of them that seek thy face As Jacob did the Israelite in 's race 7 Open ye Gates ye everlasting Gate The King let enter in his glorious State 8 Who is this King The strong and mighty God The mighty Lord in battle with his Rod. 9 Open your Gate and everlasting Dore And let him in who entered before 10 Who is this King The Lord of hosts it
regard I hate and trust in thee alone O Lord. 7 In thee I will rejoyce thou wilt not see My soul in trouble nor adversitie 8 Nor didst thou to my foes make me to come Thou hast my feet plac't in a most large room 9 Some pitty on me take O Lord mine eye With grief 's consum'd my soul with miserie 10 My life is spent with grief with sighs my year My strength me fails my bones consume with fear 11 ' Mongst foes I am a scorn friends are dismaid My neighbours when they see me are afraid 12 As men when once they 're dead are quite forgot Just so am I or like a broken pot 13 I 've heard much slander fear was on each side When they conspir'd ' gainst me thou wert my guide 14 For I in thee O Lord did put my trust I said thou wert a God to me most just 15 My times are in thine hands deliver me From th' hand of him which is mine Enemie 16 Thy face to shine upon thy Servant make O Lord save me for thy sweet mercies sake 17 Let me ne're be asham'd on thee I call Put sinners to the shame and make them fall 18 Make dumb their lips which follow after lies And mischief do against th'upright devise 19 How great 's thy goodness laid up for them then Which fear and trust in thee for th' Sons of men 20 Thou shalt in secret keep them and them hide From strife of tongues and from the worldlings pride 21 Blest be the Lord who shew'd me all along Marvelous kindness in a City strong 22 I said in haste when I was much opprest I was cut off yet heardst thou my request 23 Ye Saints love God who doth the faithfull guide He 'l give the proud according to their pride 24 Be of good courage for the Lord 's most just He 'l strengthen you if you make him your trust PSAL. XXXII 1 THe man is blest whom God forgives his sin 2 Whose heart no guile nor fraud is found therein 3 For whilst that I my sins kept close my bones Did waste away with dayly plaints and moanes 4 Both day and night thy hand on me lay smart My moisture into dryness did convert 5 Then to confess my fault I did begin Thou didst O Lord forgive me all my sin 6 The humble man shall therefore pray to thee Floods shall not him destroy he needs not flee 7 When trouble once doth compasse me about Thou art my refuge and dost rid me out 8 I will thee teach how thou shalt walk aright And will thee guide according to my sight 9 Be not so ignorant as th' Horse or Mule Whose mouth without a bit there 's none can rule 10 There shall much sorrow find the wicked out But God the righteous compasseth about 11 Be glad in God therefore lift up your voice Y' upright in heart and in him much rejoice PSAL XXXIII 1 YE righteous in the Lord rejoyce for praise Is comely to th' upright in all their ways 2 Praise ye the Lord with harp and sing him things Of pleasantnesse with musick of ten strings 3 Play skilfully sing him a song most new 4 His words are all most pure his works most true 5 He loveth right and judgement with good will And with his goodness he the earth doth fill 6 For by his works alone were th' heavens wrought And by his breath the Hosts to passe were brought 7 He gathers Seas on heaps within the shore He layeth up the depth in house of store 8 Let all the earth fear God and let them all In awe of him be kept and on him call 9 He spake and it was done he did Command The universe is perfect out of hand 10 God brings to nought those that do evil act He maketh their device of none effect 11 The Councells of the Lord shall â—â—and most pure His thoughts t' all ge-ne-ra-ti-ons shall endure 12 Blest are all they t' whom God their guide is known Whom he doth chuse he taketh as his own 13 The Lord look't down on men mortal by birth 14 Considering the dwellers of the earth 15 He fashioneth mans heart and doth it frame Alone he knowes the working of the same 16 A King of Hosts shall not be sav'd at length Nor shall a mighty man prevail by 's strength 17 An horse for safety is most vain nor can He by his strength deliver any man 18 Behold the eyes of God the just doth aid With those that to offend him are afraid 19 Their soul to death in famine thou'lt ne're yield 20 Our souls waits on thee thou' rt our only sheild 21 Our hearts in thee shall joy still present be 22 With us who daily put our trust in thee PSAL. XXXIV 1 I 'le bless the Lord for ever and his praise Shall in my mouth continue all my dayes 2 My soul shall make her boast of God my choice Th'umble shall hear thereof and much rejoice 3 O therefore magnifie with me the Lord And let 's exalt his Name with one accord 4 For I my self him sought he lent an ear And did deliver me from all my fear 5 Who doth behold shall see his light most clear They shall not be asham'd nor need they fear 6 This poor man for relief to God did cry He sav'd him from his trouble instantly 7 Gods Angel doth Encamp them round for ever That fear his Name and he doth them deliver 8 O taste and see that God is good and just Blessed is he who maketh him his trust 9 Ye Saints fear ye the Lord to him give ear For there 's no want to them that do him fear 10 The Lyons young do rage and suffer much But who fears God no lack shall be to such 11 Come children dear unto my words give ear I will you teach how you the Lord shall fear 12 That man that would lead long a blessed life 13 Must keep his tongue from guile his lips from strife 14 From ill depart do good and peace pursue 15 To such the Lord gives ear they 're still in 's view 16 Gods face is ever ' gainst the wicked train He cuts off those that should of them remain 17 The Righteous cry God doth hear them ever Frees them from pain and them he doth deliver 18 The Lord is nigh to such as contrite be The poor and meek also them 〈◊〉 he 19 Th' afflictions of the righteous many be But God from all of them do set him fâ—ee 20 The Lord he doth preserve their Sons alway That none of them are broke or do decay 21 Sin shall the wicked slay he that doth hate The righteous shall be ever desolate 22 The Lord redeems the Souls of his nor shall Those that make him their trust be prone to fall PSAL. XXXV 1 LOrd plead my cause with those that strive ' gainst me They sought to slay but conquer'd are by thee 2 Be thou my help take hold on Spear and Shield
deceitfull and mischievous tongue 5 God shall destroy thee from thy dwelling place Both thee and eke thy seed he will deface 6 The just they 'l see thy fall with fear the Lord They 'l praise and laugh at thee with one accord 7 See him that would not take God for 's defence Made goods his God was rul'd by corrupt sense 8 In th' house of God I 'm like green Olive-tree In God I trust he doth deliver me 9 For this therefore I 'le praise thee with my voice Set forth thy Name wherein the Saints rejoice PSAL. LIII 1 THe fool in 's heart hath said a God there 's none Corrupt are they good works they'v done not one 2 God looks to earth on â—ons of men to see If any lov'd him in sinceritie 3 They 'r all corrupt and faln out of the way Ther 's none of them doth good not one I say 4 Do not the wicked know they feed on all My folk as bread nor do they on me call 5 There were they in great fear and much dismaid Whereas there was no cause to be afraid His bones that thee beseig'd are flung abroad They are consumed and cast off by God 6 Give thou the people health O Lord fulfill Thy Vow to Israel made on Sion hill When God brings back his that were captive led Then Jacob shall rejoyce Israel be glad PSAL. LIV. 1 THy strength me judge me save thy name O Lord 2 Unto my words give ear my prayer regard 3 Strangers against me rise and vex me still Regard not God but seek my soul to spill 4 But loe the Lord mine helper is and aid Upholds my soul nor lets me be afraid 5 With ill repay all those that for me wait Destroy my foes that for me lay a baite 6 I freely sacrifice then to thee will And praise thy Name therein is comfort still 7 He keeps me from those that ' gainst me conspire Upon my foes mine eye hath seen's desire PSAL. LV. O Lord my God give ear to me that pray Nor from my supplications turn away 2 Attend to me O Lord and hear my voice My prayer so mournful is I can't rejoyce 3 ' Cause of the cruelty and noise of those Who blemish me and are my mortal foes 4 My heart within me Lord is pained much The deadly terrours faln on me are such 5 The terrours faln on me make me afraid With horrors over whelm'd I 'm sore dismaid 6 O that I 'd dove-like wings I did then say Then could I be at rest by flight away 7 I 'le wander far and in desart remain 8 And hasten my escape from stormes and pain 9 Destroy O Lord and eke divide their tongue For I in their City have seen much wrong 10 Both day and night these go about the wall Mischeif's in th' mid'st and sorrows eke withal 11 Guile and deceit in mid'st thereof do meet Nor wickedness departeth from her street 12 If foes should me reproach I would 't abide And from him I my self could safely hide 13 But thee it was which friendship did pretend 14 And to Gods house thou went'st with me a friend 15 Let death them take let them go quick to hell Evil's with them in wickedness they dwell 16 As for me I upon my God will call And he will save me from my troubles all 17 Morning and noon I 'le pray and eke rejoyce And cry aloud for he will hear my voice 18 My soul in peace he 'l keep from wars ' gainst me Though Adversaries join and many be 19 The Lord that reigns both now and evermore When I complain he 'l punish them full sore 20 His Covenant of peace they have forgot And those that wish their good they value not 21 Smoother then oil or butter were their words Their hearts conceiveth war and cuts like swords 22 Cast thou thy care on God he 'l thee sustain Nor shall the just in troubles long remain 23 The bloody man the Lord shall cast always In pit nor shall he live out half his days But I O Lord in thee will ever trust For thou art unto me a God most just PSAL. LVI 1 O Lord my God be merciful to me Lest by mine enemies consum'd I be 2 To wallow me O Lord they take delight And many be which do against me fight 3 O Lord my God when that I am afraid I 'le trust in thee alone who art my aid 4 O Lord thy word I 'le praise and trust in thee Nor will I fear what flesh can do to me 5 What I e're spake they rest my words at will And all their thoughts do work ' gainst me for ill 6 Themselves they hide most close and for me wait They mark my steps and for my soul lay bait 7 Shall they in mischeif scape Lord on them frown And in thine anger cast these people down 8 Thou tel'st my flights and on my tears dost look Keep them in glass and write them in a book 9 My foes turn back when that I cry to thee And by this same I see thou lovest me 10 God and his word I 'le praise and trust mine aid 11 What man can do to me I 'm not afraid 12 O Lord my God thy vowes are upon me And I will dayly render praise to thee 13 My soul defend from death keep feet upright That I may walk with such as live in light PSAL. LVII 1 TAke pitty on me keep my soul in rest Thy wings my guard whil'st ill from me be past 2 I 'le call on God my God who is most high To him that gives me all things will I cry 3 From heaven he will send me safe from those With mercy truth who are my deadly foes 4 My soul with Lyons is all set on ire I live with such as fret like flames of fire 5 Their teeth like spears and arrows I have seen Their tongue is sharper than a sword most keen 5 Exalt thy self above the Heavens clear And let thy glory 'bove the earth appear 6 They for my steps prepared have a net My soul 's bow'd down in pit they would me set They thought they could me catch in their own pit But they themselves are faln in midst of it 7 My heart is fixt O Lord in thee alwayes In thee t is fixt and 't shall sing forth thy praise 8 Awake my joy my lute le ts hear thy voice For I my self will wake and eke rejoyce 9 'Mong people Lord to the I 'le praises bring Amongst all nations I to thee will sing 10 Thy mercies to the Heavens do extend Thy truth doth go from one cloud to the end 11 Above the Heavens Lord exalted be Thy glory also 'bove the earth le ts see PSAL. LVIII 1 YE Rulers put in trust do ye judge right Are all your judgements just ev'n in Gods sight 2 In heart ye muse to mischeif and consent Where ye should justice eye to bribes ye 'r bent 3 The wicked
that would me slay 2 Hide me from those that in deceit do lurk And eke from those iniquity that work 3 Who whet their tongues like as men whet their swords And bend their bows to shoot their bitter words 4 That they may hit in secret place the just They quickly shoot at him no God they trust 5 In wicked works they have decreed and say Let 's use deceit there 's none dare bid us nay 6 What way to hurt they muse within their heart What snares to use they all consult their part 7 But God will shoot at them and with them fight He shall them wound and put them all to flight 8 Their evill tongues shall work themselves such blame That who their faults see wonder at the same 9 All men that see of Gods great works shall tell And all his doings they shall know full well 10 The just shall trust in God and shall rejoyce So shall the pure in heart be glad in voyce PSAL. LXV 1 IN Sion Lord for thee e're waiteth praise And to thee I 'le perform my vow always 2 For that thou do'st unto my pray'rs agree All folk both far and near shall trust in thee 3 Iniquities ' gainst me prevail alway For my transgressions purge them all away 4 The man is blest thou takes i' th' Court to dwell With goodness of thine house it shall excell 5 Hear us O God our health from thee doth rise The hope of earth and of Sea coasts likewise 6 Which by his strength he makes the mountaines stand With strength they are beset and with thine hand 7 Which maketh boistrous Seas to be most still And governeth all tumults at his will 8 The folk that dwell on earth shall dread to see Thy signes the morn and noon shall e're praise thee 9 When th' earth is dry and thirsteth more and more Then with thy drops do thou encrease her store Thy floods do ever flow in ev'ry thing The seed and corn thou makest up to spring 10 Thou breaks her clods with wet her furrows fills Her fruits are blest thy drops on her distills 11 Thou deckst the earth with fair and pleasant crop Thy clouds of rain great plenty they do drop 12 Whereby the desert great increase shall bring Hills shall therein rejoyce and eke forth spring 13 The pastures flocks shall feed and cover th' earth Th' corn so encrease that men shall sing with mirth PSAL. LXVI 1 YE men make joyfull noise to God alwayes 2 Sing forth his Name and glorious make his praise 3 How great thou art in all thy works say ye Thy foes for fear ' gainst will they seek to thee 4 All earth shall sing unto thy holy Name I 'le worship thee my soul shall do the same â—Behold and see what things the Lord hath wrought Mark well what he for man to passe hath brought â—The Seas he dry'd therein a way they had They went on foot most dry their hearts were glad â—By pow'r he rules and eyes all men for ever Triumphing rebells he will not deliver â—Ye people bless the Lord our God always With joyfull voyce sing ye eke of his praise â—Who keeps our souls in life all by his love He looks t' our steps we shall not slip nor move â—0 Though like to silver Lord thou didst us try â—1 And broughtest grief on us that we should ly â—2 Though thou let men our heads o're ride and raign Though we through fire and water run for pain Yet sure I am thou didest it for best Thou brought'st us in a place of wealth and rest 13 Into thine house I 'le go and dayly pray There to apply my self my vows and pay 14 Which with my mouth I spake in all my smart And which I made in dolour of my heart 15 Burnt offrings I 'le give thee fat oxe and rams My sacrifice shall be of goats and lambs 16 Come forth and hear all ye that fear the Lord What for my soul he'th done I will record 17 Full oft to mind his goodness I do call I make great speed t' shew forth his praises all 18 If I in heart regard iniquity The Lord will never hear me when I cry 19 But verily the Lord hears my desire And grants me what of him I do require 20 Blessed be God who hears me when I pray His mercies from me he takes not away PSAL. LXVII 1 THe Lord in mercy grant to us his grace And cause on us to shine his glorious face 2 That all the folk on earth may know thy way And saving health ' mongst nations great I say 3 Let all the people praise thy holy Name And thee extoll my soul shall do the same 4 Let all the world rejoyce and sing with mirth For thou with truth and right dost guide the earth 5 Let all the people praise thine Holy Name And thee extol my soul shall do the same 6 Then shall the earth yeild forth her great encrease And then to bless us thou wilt never cease 7 God will us blesse and then both far and near Shall have great cause his holy Name to fear PSAL. LXVIII 1 GOds foes shall flee when that he doth arise And scattred shall be all his enemies 2 As fire melts wax and th' wind blows smoake away So in Gods presence th' wicked shall decay 3 But just men 'fore the Lord shall much rejoyce They shall be glad and chearfull in their voyce 4 Who rides on th' skies sing praises to his Name His Name is Jah let 's magnifie the same 5 He that 's above within his holy place Is Childrens Father judge of widdows case 6 Houses he gives unto the comfortlesse But rebells brings into a great distresse 7 When thou didst march th' Egyptians from among And brought'st thy folk through desart wide and long 8 He made it rain so fast the earth did quake His mighty presence made Mount Sion shake 9 Thou wash't thine heritage with store of rain When weary 't was thou didst with it remain 10 Thy chosen flock dwelt there and thou hast store Of goodness got for those which are thy poore 11 God gave the Word great company were those That set it forth for they of him were chose 12 Kings of great Armies fled apace with toil And she that staid at home shall part the spoil 13 Though ye'mong pots have lain y'out shine the dove Whose wings beneath like silver gold above 14 When in 't God scatted Kings both high and low It was like Salmon Hill as white as snow 15 Though Bashan be an hill both great and high Yet Sion doth it much exceed then why 16 Brag ye ye Hills to leap cease will ye never God Sion loves and there he 'l dwell for ever 17 His Armies thousands are of warriours strong He eke in Sinai is them all among 18 Thou 'st gone on high and captive led them all Which long since kept his chosen ones in thrall Thou 'st gifts receiv'd and
hand away Pluck't from thy breast and with it all them slay 12 Lord thou' rt my King and evermore hast been Yea thou to do me good was oft-times seen 13 Thou by thy strength didst waters deep divide Therein thou brok'st the Serpents head he dy'd 14 Thou break'st Whales heads and gavest them for meat To those in deserts that they should them eat 15 Thou water mad'st come from rocks hard and high And seas that were most deep thou didest drie 16 Both day and night by thee were first begun Thou hast prepared light ev'n by the Sun 17 Of earth thou didst appoint the ends and coasts Thou found'st out Summer heats and Winter frosts 18 Consider Lord thy foes thy folk would shame And foolish men have oft blasphem'd thy Name 19 Thy Doves to foes Lord do not thou deliver Neither forget the needy ones for ever 20 Thy Covenant Lord have respect unto From th' earth's dark place springs cruelty and wo. 21 Let not th' oppressed ones Lord come to shame But give poor needy cause to praise thy Name 22 Stir up thy selfe therefore plead thine one cause Lest th' foolish thee reproach that break thy laws 23 Forget not thou the voyce of thine en'my Sith foes tumults increase continually PSAL. LXXV 1 TO thee give thanks we will for that thy Name Is nigh O God thy wonders shew thy fame 2 When I thy folk receive I 'le judge aright 3 Though earth's dissolv'd I 'le bear them with thy might 4 I said to fools act not so foolishly And to the proud set not your horns too high 5 Lift not your horns high nor with stiff-neck speak 6 No honour doth from th' worlds four quarters break 7 But God is judge he sentence gives aright Abaseth and exalteth in his might 8 For in his hand he bears a cup that 's red With mixed wine which he pours on their head The dregs thereof his foes their fill shall drink And wring them out in cups fil'd to the brink 9 But I 'le declare his works his praises sing Ever to Jacobs God and Israels King 10 The wickeds horns and strength cut off will I But th' righteous shall be exalted high PSAL. LXXVI 1 IN Judah God the Lord is known full well His Name is great in City Is-ra-el 2 In Salem is his Tabernacle he His dwelling place hath made in Sion be 3 And there he break the shaffs of bows the sheild the sword and battel he o'rethrew in field 4 Thou art more rich more strength in thee is found Then those that rob on mountaines high and round 5 The proud through thee are spoil'd and faln on sleep There is no man of might himself can can keep 6 O Jacobs God at thy rebuke did fall Both charret horse none of them mov'd at all 7 Thou dreadfull art what man the courage hath To bide thy sight when thou art once in wrath 8 Thou judgement caus'd to come from sky at will And to be heard th' earth fear'd and was most still 9 When God arose in judgement for to save Th' meek of the earth that were nigh to the grave 10 The wrath in man that reign'd now gives thee praise Hereafter Lord restrain their rage alwayes 11 Make vows pay them to God that nigh him be Bring gifts to him for dreadfull sure is he 12 For he 'l cut off all Princes of great birth He dreadfull is to all the Kings of th' earth PSAL. LXXVII 1 I With my voyce unto the Lord did cry With voyce I spake he heard me instantly 2 In griefe I sought the Lord no rest I took By night my soul all comfort good forsook 3 When I on God do think my grief 's the more I could scarce speak my breath was stopt so sore 4 Thou keest'st my eyes awake my speech is gon 5 Both ancient dayes and years I think upon 6 I commune with mine heart my song I mind And for my Spirit I much talk do find 7 Will God the Lord e're cast us off therefore And will he friendly be to us no more 8 His mercies ' gain come to us will they never And doth his promise fail us eke for ever 9 Hath God forgotten gra-ti-ous to be He mercies eke in wrath shut up hath he 10 At last lo this my weakness is said I His mighty hand can help who is most high 11 I 'le think upon the works of th living Lord His mighty works I gladly will record 12 Yea I 'le declare all works thou didst devise And will not spare to tell thy councells wise 13 Thy ways O Lord are holy all abroad Who is so great in strength as thee our God 14 Thou' rt God who wonders dost both near and far Thy strength among the folks thou dost declare 15 Thou dost defend thy folk ev'n with thine arm Joseph and Jacob's seed thou keep'st from harm 16 The waters saw the Lord and were afraid Depths of the Seas were troubled and dismaid 17 From clouds came rain from skies a sound O God Thine Arrows also went forth all abraod 18 The voyce of thunder made all things to quake The light'ning made all earth to fear and shake 19 Thy path's in waters deep in Seas thou 'st gone But where thy foot-steps are it is not known 20 Thou led'st thy folk like to a flock in th' land Moses and Aaron guides them by their hand PSAL. LXXVIII 1 Give ear my people to my law alway Incline your ears to that which I shall say 2 In parable open my mouth I will Dark sayings old I 'le utter eke with skill 3 Which we have heard and know ye friends of old The self-same thing have oft unto us told 4 We will not hide them from their children dear Shewing the folk to come the Lord and fear His strength also that wonderfull hath been And eke his works that true and great were seen 5 Jacob had law how Is-ra-el should live Willing our friends the same their Sons to give 6 That they their Sons that were not sprung up so Should know the law and teach their seed also 7 That they their hope in God might ever set And keep his laws and not his works forget 8 Not like their fathers rebells in God's sight And would not frame their hearts to know him right 9 Though Ephraims children armed were alway Yet they turn'd back of battell in the day 10 They kept not vow nor would walk in Gods law 11 But quite forgot Gods wonders that they saw 12 He wondrous things did to their fathers hands In Zoans fields and eke in Egypts lands 13 He parted Seas and caused them through to pass The waters all together gath'red was 14 He also with a cloud them led at day And in the night with fiery light alway 15 He water brought from dry land which he clave And drink to them as in great Seas he gave 16 He Seas drew from the rock which he did keep They run so fast they made
that all things should thee know 12 Both north and south O Lord thou mad'st the same Tabor Hermon rejoyce shall in thy Name 13 Thine arm is mighty powerfull through th' land Thou art most high and strong is thy right hand 14 Justice and judgement do thy throne embrace Mercy and truth advance before thy face 15 The joyfull sound that know blest is the folk For such O Lord shall in thy favour walk 16 Such in thy name rejoyce shall all the day Thy justice in exalted be shall they 17 For why their glory strength in thee doth ly Thy favour in thou 'lt lift our horns on high 11 For God the Lord defence to us doth bring The Holy one of Israel is our King 19 Thy will to Saints in visions thou didst show Thou told'st thy mind to them that they might know A man of might I 've chose your King to be And set him up among the folk for me 20 My servant David I have searched out I him anoint King over all the rout 21 With whom my hand shall aid and eke remain Mine arm also with strength shall him sustain 22 His enemies they shall not him devour Nor Sons of wickedness o're him have pow'r 23 Before his face I will beat down his foes That hate him without cause I 'le plague all those 24 My mercy and my truth in him shall lie And in my Name I 'le lift his horns on high 25 I 'le set his kingdom o're both sea and land He shall embrace the flood with his right hand 26 He shall depend on me and thus shall say Thou art my fathers God and eke my stay 27 I 'le make him my first-born on earth that springs His might I 'le make above all earthly Kings 28 My mercy I will keep for him in store And eke my covenant for evermore 29 His seed I 'le also make t' endure alwayes And eke his throne to last as heavens dayes 30 If 's Sons my Law and judgements in w'ont stay 31 My Statutes and Commandments if breake they 32 Then with a rod their sins visit will I With stripes them scourge for their iniquity 33 Yet I 'le not quite my kindness from him take Nor shall my faithfulness him ere forsake 34 I will in no wise break my covenant Nor will I change that from my lips hath went 35 Once by my holyness now sworn have I I made to David promise I 'le not lie 36 His seed for ever shall endure and be And eke his throne ev'n as the Sun 'fore me 37 And as the moon for ever standeth fast As witnesse true so shall his kingdom last 38 But thou dost now cast off and eke reject Thou' rt wroth with thine anointed and elect 39 Thy servants now thou 'st quite undone took down Unto the ground also his Royall Crown 40 Thou pluck'st his legs up him to confound And thou hast brought his strong holds to the ground 41 He 's spoil'd by all that pass that way throughout He 's made a scorn to neighbours all about 42 ' Gainst him that are 'bove him thou 'st set all those O're him rejoyce thou hast made all his foes 43 Thou 'st made his sword blunt that should foes withstand To him in war thou giv'st no upper hand 44 Thou 'st made his glory cease the world quite round And thou hast cast his throne down to the ground 45 Thou hast much shortened his youth and Name And eke thou hast him covered with shame 46 How long Lord wilt thy self hide wilt ne're turn Still shall thy wrath like fire against me burn 47 Remember thou my time consumeth fast Why mad'st thou men like things most vain to waste 48 What man death sore his eyes shall never have Shall he his soul deliver from the grave 49 Thy loving kindnesses O Lord where are Which in thy truth to David thou did'st sware 50 Remember what doth on thy servant ly Th' reproach of folk born in my brest have I. 51 Wherewith thy foes O Lord blaspheme thy Name Th'anointeds steps they cease not to defame 52 Blessed be God both now and eke alway Prais'd be his Name Amen Amen I say PSAL. XC 1 LOrd thou hast been our sure defence and rest So long time past as cannot be exprest 2 E're mountains were or earth or world abroad From age to age for ever thou art God 3 Thou grindest man like dust or clay and then Thus do'st thou say Return ye sons of men 4 For many yeers as now are in thy sight When it is past 't is as th' watch of the night 5 When thou them scatterest as sleep's their trade And like the grass whose beauty soon doth fade 6 It springs in th' morn and groweth presently At noon 't is cut quite down and waxeth dry 7 For through thy wrath our might is much decay'd And of thy wrath we are full sore afraid 8 Thou 'st set our iniquities in thy sight Our secret sins are in thy favours light 9 Thy wrath us kils thereof doth nought remain Our years consume and can't be cal'd again 10 Full threescore years and ten we live on mold Who sees four score is counted wondrous old And yet the strength the which we look upon Is nought but grief for they as blasts are gon 11 Who once doth know what power thine anger hath And feareth thee according to thy wrath 12 Lord teach us while on earth we do remain T' apply our heart ev'n wisdom to attain 13 Return O Lord how long wilt in wrath proceed Thy Servant favour shew help him at need 14 O fill us early with thy truth always That we may much rejoyce ev'n all our days 15 Thou hast us plagu'd but now Lord make us glad For all the years that we have trouble had 16 Thy work let to thy servant Lord appear And eke thy glory to their children dear 17 Thy grace let stand upon thy servants thus And what we take in hand prosper to us PSAL XCI 1 HE that in secret place dwells of th' most high Shall ' bide under his wings eternally 2 I 'le say of God he is my ' fence most just My fortresse eke for in him I do trust 3 Sure from the fowler he shall be thy ' fence And also from the noisom pestilence 4 His wings thee'l save and keep thee safely there His truth shall be thy ' fence instead of spear 5 Thou shalt in no wise fear nor be affright Of shafts that flee by day or else by night 6 Nor of the plague that walks in dark so fast Nor yet of that which at noon-day doth waste 7 Ten thousand at thy side destroy'd shall be But there no harm at all shall come to thee 8 Thou shalt behold it onely with thine eye And see th' reward of those act wickedly 9 Because thou 'st made the Lord thy refuge be And trusts in him thy sure defence is he 10 There shall no evil fall upon thy face
Nor shall the plague come nigh thy dwelling place 11 For he will give his angells charge o're thee In all thy ways they shall thy keepers be 12 They shall thee bear even their hands upon Lest that thou dash thy foot against a stone 13 On Lyons and on Adders eke thou 'st tread Dragons thou shalt under thy feet lay dead 14 Because he e're hath set his love on me I 'le him protect my Name aright knows he 15 When he for help doth cry I 'le answer give Him take from grief in honour he shall live 16 with long life I him e're will satisfie And shew him my salvation from on high PSAL. XCII 1 'T Is good to give thanks to the Lord our King And to his holy Name all praises sing 2 To shew in morn thy loving kindness bright And eke thy faithfulness in ev'ry night 3 Upon ten stringed instruments most sweet With all the mirth you can invent most meet 4 For through thy works thou Lord hast made me glad I will triumph in th' works thine hand hath made 5 Thy works are great thy thoughts are deep also 6 A brutish man of this doth nothing know 7 When wicked men as grass do spring up fast They when they flourish ever shall be waste 8 But thou' rt most high and thou dost reign therefore In ev'ry place both now and evermore 9 Behold O Lord behold thy foes I say How all that sin shall perish and decay 10 Like th' Unicorn thou shalt my horns lift high With oile most fresh anointed be shall I. 11 The wish upon my foes mine eyes shall see Mine ears shall hear those that do rise ' gainst me 12 The righteous flourish shall like the Palm Tree Like Cedars eke in Lebanon that be 13 Those that are planted in the Courts of God They spring apace and flourish all abroad 14 They still in their old age forth fruit should bring They shall be fat and also flourishing 15 To shew that God upright is in his will He is my rock in him there is none ill PSAL. XCIII 1 THe Lord doth reign with glory goodly dight To shew his strength he'th girt himself with might The earth he'th made and shaped it so sure Nought can it move it firmly doth endure 2 The world was made thy seat was set before In time of old thou hast been ever-more 3 The Floods O Lord the Floods do make a noise The Floods I say have lifted up their voyce 4 The Lord is mightier than th' waters yea He makes a greater noise than th' waves of th' Sea 5 Thy Testimonies are most sure alway And truth becomes thine house O Lord for ay PSAL. XCIV 1 O Lord to whom all vengeance doth belong Shew forth thy self most valiant and most strong 2 Shew forth thy self for thou the earth dost guide Reward the proud according to their pride 3 How long shall wicked bear the sway in voyce How long shall they thus triumph and rejoyce 4 How long O Lord shall th' wicked take their fill Shall they rejoyce whose workes are ever ill 5 Thy Flock and Heritage they vex full sore Against thy folk they rage still more and more 6 To Slay the Widdows Lord they do not cease And still they do destroy the fatherlesse 7 Yet say they God shall not our deeds espie Neither shall Jacobs God this thing once eye 8 Ye brutish men some knowledge learn arise And eke ye fools when will ye once be wise 9 He that the ear doth plant hear shall not hee And he that forms the eye shall he not see 10 Who scourge the Heathen shall not he punish too Who knowledge teacheth shall he not eke know 11 The thoughts of man are known by God on high That they are all corrupt and vanity 12 That man is blest whom thou dost keep in aw And through chastisement teach him in thy law 13 Whereby he shall in trouble quiet sit When wicked men shall fall into the pit 14 For God will not refuse his folk to take His heritage he will no time forsake 15 But judgement shall to righteousness convert Those follow 't shall that are upright in heart 16 Who will arise ' gainst evill dor's with me And stand ' gainst th' workers of iniquitie 17 Unless the Lord had been my rock and ' fence My soul it had almost dwelt in silence 18 When I did say I am now like to fall Thou did'st provide to stay me up withall 19 I' th' multitude of thoughts within my mind Thy comforts do delight my soul I find 20 Wilt thou draw nigh with wicked men to sit Instead of law which mischief still commit 21 For they consult against the men most good In counsels and consult ' gainst guiltless blood 22 But yet the Lord is my defence and lock He is my God my strength and eke my rock 23 He'st cause their mischiefs themselves to annoy They 'l fall in malice God shall them destroy PSAL. XCV 1 O Come unto the Lord and let us sing Let 's make a joyfull noise unto our King 2 Yea let us come and to the Lord give praise In singing Psalms let us rejoyce alwayes 3 For why the Lord 's a great and mighty God A King above all Gods i' th' world abroad 4 His are the secret places of the Land The strength of Hills he also hath in 's hand 5 The Sea is his for he the same hath wrought And eke the earth he framed out of nought 6 O come and le ts worship the Lord therefore And let 's bow down to God for evermore 7 For he 's our God for us he doth provide We are his flock he feeds us he 's our guide 8 To day if ye'l hear harden not your heart As i' th grudging day ye did i' th' desert 9 Your fathers tempted me me for to prove My works they saw yet they did still me move 10 Twice twenty years they griev'd me I did say They erre in heart they have not known my way 11 Wherefore I kindled wrath ' gainst them in brest And sware they should not come into my rest PSAL. XCVI 1 O Sing unto the Lord a Song most new Sing to the Lord on earth that is most true 2 Yea sing to God and to his holy Name Shew forth alway Salvation by the same 3 'Mong Heathen speak his honour round about His wonders shew ev'n all the world throughout 4 The Lord is great we should him greatly praise He 's to be fear'd 'bove all the Gods alwayes 5 For Heathens Gods are Idols that will fade But yet our God the heathen he hath made 6 All praise shall dwell for ay before his face Strength shall excell within his holy place 7 All folk give thanks unto the Lord alway With might ascribe unto the Lord I say 8 Give glory due to Gods most holy Name Go to his Courts with gifts unto the same 9 worship the Lord within his Temple bright Let
subjection also 43 They still provok't he oft-times set them free But were brought low for their iniquitie 44 Yet when they were in much extremity He them regarded and did hear their cry 45 He call'd to minde what he to them had swore And he for them repented much therefore 46 He also those to pitty them made glad That carried them when they were captives led 47 Save us O Lord our God to thee we pray From Heathen folk eke gather us alway That we may thanks give to thine Holy Name That in thy Praise we may adore the same 48 Blest be the God of Is-ra-el for ay Praise ye the Lord. Amen let all men say PSAL. CVII 1 GIve thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth endure both now and ay 2 Th' redeemed of the Lord let him say so Whom he hath kept from the hand of their great foe 3 And gath'red them out of the lands from th' East From the North from th' South yea even from the west 4 They wandered in Solitary way No City they did find where they could stay 5 Hungry and thirsty th' were ' cause they did want Their Soul within them also it did pant 6 Their trouble in to God they all did cry He them set free from their extremity 7 And he them led forth e-ven by th' right way That they might go to the place where they might stay 8 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodness for unto poor Souls alwayes 9 The longing Soul he satisfieth at will The hungry Soul with goodness he doth fill 10 Such as be in the depths of darkness found Affliction in most toilsome being bound 11 ' Cause they Rebel'd ' gainst Gods great Majesty And eke contemn'd the Counsel of th' most High 12 Therefore he brought the hearts down of each one They all fell down to help them there was none 13 Their trouble in to God they all did cry He saved them from all their misery 14 From darkness he them brought for his own sake Their bands in sunder eke for them he break 15 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodnesse for unto poor Souls alwayes 16 For he the great strong Gates of Brass hath broke And cleft the Iron Barrs ev'n at one stroke 17 Fools for their sins do feel much misery Th' afflicted are for their iniquity 18 Their Soul all manner of good meat doth hate And they draw neer e-ven unto Deaths Gate 19 Their trouble in to God they all did cry He saved them from their great misery 20 He sent his Word and them did heal with joy He them set free from those would them destroy 21 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodness for unto poor Souls alwayes 22 And let them sacrifice with thankfull voyce His wondrous workes declare and so rejoyce 23 Such as in Ships into the Sea descend Their merchandise through fearfull floods to end 24 The workes of God the Lord these men do see His wonders eke where deepest waters be 25 For he commands the stormy windes obey And lifteth up the waves thereof I say 26 To th' skies they mount to th' depths they fall again Their soul is melted ' cause of their great pain 27 They stagger much they reel both to and fro They 're almost mad like drunken men they go 28 Then in their pain to God they all did cry He saved them from their great misery 29 He makes the storm a calm ev'n at his will So that the waves thereof which rag'd are still 30 They 're glad when rest is come which they did crave And are brought to that place which they would have 31 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodness for unto poor souls alwayes 32 Let them the folk ' mongst praise his holy Name Where elders be let them eke do the same 33 He rivers makes like deserts to be found And water-springs he turns into dry ground 34 A fruitfull Land full barren he doth make Of wicked men revenge he doth then take 35 He deserts turns to water that doth stand And into water-springs he turns dry land 36 There he makes dwell those that most hungry are That for their use a Town they might prepare 37 And Vineyard plant and sow good seed in field Of their increase which pleasant fruit may yeeld 38 He blessed them they multiply'd in peace He suff'red not their Cattel to decrease 39 Again they minish't are and brought full low Oppression through affliction and sorrow 40 He puts contempt on Kings makes them to stray In wilderness where that there is no way 41 But yet the poor he brings from troubles deep And oft augments their train like flocks of sheep 42 The man that 's just shall see it and rejoyce And all iniquity shall stop her voyce 43 Who so is wise and will these things record Such shall perceive the kindness of the Lord. PSAL. CVIII 1 O God my heart is fixt I 'le sing alwayes Ev'n with my glory and thee give due praise 2 Awake my harp sweet melody to make And I my self right early will awake 3 O Lord 'mong people thou shalt praised be 'Mong Nations great thou shall be prais'd by me 4 Thy mercy for is much 'bove th' heavens high Thy truth doth reach beyond the cloudy skie 5 'Bove Heavens high exalt thy self O God On earth display thy Glory all abroad 6 So that thy might may keep such as thee fear That they may have thy help this from me hear 7 I will rejoyce God spoke in 's holy place Sichem and Succoths I 'le divide by pace 8 Gilead is mine Manasses mine beside Ephraim's my head my law doth Juda guide 9 In Mo'b I 'le wash o're Edom make shoe flee Philistine triumph thou because of me 10 Who will me bring into the City strong To Edom guide lest that I should go wrong 11 Wilt not thou which hast left us and our coasts And would'st not take into thy care our hosts 12 Give us thy help from those that us disdain The help that man can give us is but vain 13 Through God our Lord we shall do valiantly 'T is he alone treads down our enemy PSAL. CIX 1 O Lord my God hold not thy tongue alwayes Ev'n thou that art the God of all my praise 2 Th' mouth of the wicked out ' gainst me is broke With lying tongue they have against me spoke 3 With hatred they me compassed about And eke against me fought a cause without 4 My love for they my adversaries are But I do dayly give my self to pray'r 5 They eke have ill for good rewarded me And for my love they all most hatefull be 6 A wicked man o're him set eke let stand The dreadfull Satan ev'n at his right hand 7 When he is judg'd let him condemned be And let his pray'r become iniquity 8 Let 's dayes be few let others take his place 9
Let 's wife a widdow be 's Sons fatherlesse 10 Let 's Sons be Vagabonds and beg their bread Wandring from place to place for to be fed 11 Let the Extortioner catch all his store Let strangers spoile his labour got before 12 Let none be there him mercy to extend Let there be none to be his childrens friend 13 So let his seed for ever be destroy'd And in succeeding age their name be void 14 Let not his fathers sins from Gods thought fall Nor 's mothers faults be done away at all 15 But in Gods sight let them remain for ay That God from earth may cut them clean away 16 ' Cause he no mercy shew'd but at one stroke He strove to slay those that in heart were broke 17 He cursing lov'd 't shall be unto him â—o He hated good it shall be far him fro 18 As he with cursing clad himself so 't shall Like water oil into his bowells fall 19 As garment let it be to him for ay As girdle that he may be girt alway 20 Let this th' reward be of my foes from God Of them who speak against my soul abroad 21 But do for me O God for thy Name sake Thy mercy 's good thy hand from foes me take 22 For I am poor and needy pitty me My heart is sore with grief and miserie 23 Like th' shadow when it doth decline I 'm gone Like th' locust I am tost now and anon 24 My knees through fasting feeble grow and weak My flesh me faileth of its farness eke 25 Reproach to them I was ev'n for thy sake When they look't on me they their heads did shake 26 O Lord my God some help of thee I crave According to thy mercy Lord me save 27 That this is thine own hand that they may know That thou O Lord this self-same thing did'st do 28 Let them curse but bless thou let them have shame When they arise let th' friend joy in thy Name 29 Let foes be clad with shame and let them cover Themselves with shame with mantle as all over 30 My mouth shall thankes give to the Lord alwayes Yea I 'mong multitudes will â—ound his praise 31 For he shall be ev'n at the poors right hand To save him from those that his soul withstand PSAL. CX 1 GOD said to my Lord sit on my right hand Till I thy foes thy foot-stool for make stand 2 Th' rod of thy strength God shall from Sion send Rule thou in midst of foes unto the end 3 In day on which thy power they shall see Free-offerings the folk shall offer thee With holy worshipping they'st offer all The births dew's th' dew that from the morning fall 4 God swore he 'l not repent what he doth say Mâ—lchizedâ—k like thou art Priest for ay 5 The Lord on thy right hand that is thy stay Shall wound for thee great Kings on 's wrathfull day 6 Th'heathen he 'l judge fill th' place with bodies dead O're divers Towns in sunder smite the head 7 He shall drink of the brook ev'n in the way Therefore shall he lift up the head that day PSAL. CXI 1 PRaise ye the Lord the Lord my heart shall praise Th'uprights assembly in now and alwayes 2 Gods works are great of all them they are sought That pleasure therein have or any thought 3 His work is honourable and most sure His righteousness for ever doth endure 4 His wondrous works to be thought on he'th made The Lord most gratious is from wrath most stai'd 5 To those that do him fear meat giv'n hath he On 's Covenant he e're will mindfull be 6 The people he hath shewn of 's works the power The Heathens land he may give them each hour 7 Th' works of his hands are verity most pure All his Commandements they are most sure 8 They all stand fast both now and eke anon In truth and eke uprightness they are done 9 He hath redemption â—â—nt 's folk to deliver His Vow command 〈…〉 blest be 's Name for ever 10 Gods fear the first step to true wisdom 's found Who keep his laws with prudence they abound PSAL. CXII 1 TH' man 's blest that feareth God and walks upright In Gods Commandments that takes much delight 2 His seed on earth they shall be much increas't Those that in heart upright are shall be blest 3 Riches and Wealth in 's house shall be alway His righteousness 't doth endure for ay 4 Unto the just from darkness cometh light He gracious is of mercy full and right 5 A good man sheweth favour and doth lend All his affaires do unto wisdom tend 6 Surely he shall not moved be for ay The just shall be thought on now and alway 7 Of tidings ill he shall not be afraid His Heart is fixed trusting in his aid 8 His heart is fast afraid he shall not be Till his desire upon his foes he see 9 He ' th giv'n to th' poor his justice shall for ay Indure he shall exalted be alwayes 10 Th' wicked shall see it and be griev'd thereat Their whole desire shall melt away like fat PSAL CXIII 1 PRaise ye the Lord shew forth his wondrous fame All ye his servants praise his holy Name 2 Blest be the Name of God the Lord alway From this time forth and ever more I say 3 From th' rise of th' Sun to th' going down of th' same Let praised be the Lord 's most holy Name 4 The Lord 's 'bove al 's glory 'bove th' Heavens high 5 Who 's like to God who dwells above the Skie 6 He doth abase himself to see we know Things 'bove the Skie and in the earth below 7 The poor out of the dust he ta 〈…〉 alwayes The needy ones from dunghil 〈…〉 doth raise 8 That he may set him Princes 〈…〉 to walk Yea ev'n with the Princes of 〈◊〉 folk 9 Th' barren he maketh children bear therefore Praise ye the Lord both now and evermore PSAL. CXIV 1 WHen Is-ra-el did out of Egypt go And Jacobs house from language strange also 2 Judah his Sanctuary was Is-ra-el His large Dominions wherein he did dwell 3 The Sea saw it and fled before his face Jordan was driven back out of his place 4 The Mountaines high like unto Rams did skip The little Hills like dancing Lambs did leap 5 What ailed'st thee O'Sea that thou thus fled And Jordans streames that thou wast backwards led 6 Ye Mountaines high like Rams why did ye skip And little Hills like Lambs why did ye leap 7 Tremble thou earth at th' presence of the Lord 'Fore Jacobs God dread all with one accord 8 Which turneth Rocks to standing waters clear From flint makes fountain water to appear PSAL. CXV 1 NOt to us Lord Thy Name let th' glory take Ev'n for thy Truth and eke thy mercies sake 2 Why should the Heathen say where 's God their love 3 He hath done what he pleas'd our God's above 4 Their Idolls Gold are made by men
they be 5 They 've mouths but speak not eyes but cannot see 6 They having ears hear not we know full well They noses have yet have no sense to smell 7 They hands but feel not feet but they walke not There 's none of them that speaketh through his throat 8 They that them make are like unto them just And so is ev'ry one that in them Trust 9 O Is-ra-el trust in the Lord alway He is their help that trust in him for ay 10 O house of Aaron trust ye in his Name 11 For he 's their help and shield that do the same 12 God hath been mindeful of us he 'l us bless To Israel Aarons house he 'l do no less 13 Who fears the Lord our God he 'l bless them all Who ere they be let them be great or small 14 The Lord he shall increase you more and more Both you and yours you children shall have store 15 You are the blessed of the Lords say I Which made the earth and eke the Heavens high 16 The highest Heavens are the Lord 's above The earth to men he gives of his free love 17 The dead praise not the Lord neither do they That into silence do go down that way 18 But we will bless the Lord our God alway Praise ye the Lord from this time forth for ay PSAL. CXVI 1 I Love the Lord because he hears my voyce I am his Suppliant he is my choice 2 He hath me heard therefore on him I 'le call And whil'st I live make him my all in all 3 Hells pains and eke deaths sorrows set me round Nought sorrow but and trouble there I found 4 Upon the Lords great Name then did I call I pray thee Lord my soul free from this thrall 5 God gracious is to mercy bent is he 6 He simple keeps I low was he rais'd me 7 O thou my soul return unto thy rest God hath much kindness unto thee exprest 8 For thou deliv'red hast my soul from thrall Mine eyes from tears and eke my feet from fall 9 In land of living 'fore the Lord I 've walk't 10 I have believ'd was griev'd therefore I 've talk't 11 In haste I thus said All men liars be 12 What shall I render God for 's gifts to me 13 The wholesome cup of saving health I 'le take Unto the Lords great Name my pray'r I 'le make 14 Unto the Lord my God I 'le pay my vow In presence of his people even now 15 The death of those in whom God takes delight Most precious are in his most glorious sight 16 Thy Servant Lord I am I do confess Thine Hand-maides Son thou 'st loos'd me from distress 17 The sacrifice of prayer I 'le offer thee Thy Name shall still be call'd upon by me 18 Unto the Lord my God I 'le pay my vow In presence of his people even now 19 In all the Courts and Temples of the Lord Let Sion praise his Name with one accord PSAL. CXVII 1 O All ye Nations to the Lord give praise All ye his folk both now and eke alwayes 2 For he is mercifull his truth for ay Indures praise ye the Lord therefore I say PSAL. CXVIII 1 GIve thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth indure both now and ay 2 Let Israel say his mercy lasts for ay 3 And eke the same let Aarons houshold say 4 Those that fear God even now let them say That he his mercy eke indures for ay 5 I call'd on God in grief he answerd me In place most large he also set me free 6 The Lord is on my side I will not be Afraid what man or beast can do to me 7 God takes my part with those that do help me My wish on them that hate me I shall see 8 'T is better to believe the Lord most just In Princes great then to confide or trust 9 'T is better to believe in God most just In Princes great then to confide or trust 10 All Nations living compas't me about But in the Name of God I 'le them blot out 11 They all beset me compast me about But in the Name of God I 'le blot them out 12 They came 'bout me like Bees but in Gods Name I quench't their fiery thorns I 'le ' stroy the same 13 That I might fall thou sore hast thrust at me But God he helpt and eke deliv'red me 14 The Lord is my defence my strength and song And he also my Saviour is most strong 15 In th' dwellings of the just there 's health and joy The Lords right hand triumpheth valiantly 16 The right hand of the Lord 's exalted high For his right hand things worketh valiantly 17 I shall not die but live and all abroad Declare the wondrous workes ev'n of our God 18 The Lord my God hast chastened me sore But unto death he hath not g'ven me o're 19 Open the Gates of Righteousness alwayes I 'le enter them the Lord alone to praise 20 Gods Gate in which the just to enter are 21 I 'le give thee praise for thou hast heard my pray'r 22 The stone which builders oft-times did refuse Is now become the cheif stone which men use 23 This is the doing of the Lord most high It marvellous doth seem ev'n in our eye 24 This is the day which God the Lord hath made We will rejoyce and eke in it be glad 25 Save now my God O Lord beseech thee I I thee beseech send us prosperity 26 Who comes i' th' Name of God blessed is he Out of Gods holy house blest you have we 27 He who hath shewn us light is God the Lord On th' Altars hornes binde th' Sacrifice with cord 28 Thou art my God I will shew forth thy praise Thou art my God I 'le thee exalt alwayes 29 Give thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth indure both now and ay PSAL. CXIX 1 BLest are the undefiled in the way Who daily walk i' th' Law of God their stay 2 Blest are all they from 's Laws that ne're depart But him to seek do wholly bend their heart 3 They do no wicked thing nor go astray But daily walk uprightly in his way 4 Thou hast commanded us O Lord on high Thy Precepts for to keep not go a-wry 5 O that my wayes directed were by thee To keep the Statutes thou prescribest me 6 Then shall no shame o're cloud me when I shall My self give up to keep thy Precepts all 7 I will thee praise with uprightnesse of heart When I 've thy judgements learn'd I 'le ne're depart 8 Thy Statutes all Lawes also keep will I O Lord my God leave me not utterly BETH 9 By what meanes shall a young man's life amend By setting's self on Gods laws to attend 10 I have thee sought with my whole heart alway From thy Commandments never let me stray 11 Thy word hath still been hid within my heart Nor hath transgression caus'd me
there be And vengeance shew on them that trouble me 85 The proud have digged pits and spread their net For me because thy laws they do forget 86 All thy Commandements most faithfull be They persecute me falsly help thou me 87 On earth they almost me consumed yet Nor thee neither thy Laws did I forget 88 After thy loving kindness quicken me So shall I keep the word promis'd by thee LAMED 89 For ever Lord to us thou hast made sure Thy word in heaven ever to indure 90 Thy truth unto all ages is for ay Thou stablish't hast the earth not to decay 91 As to this day they still continue shall Ordain'd by thee for they 're thy servants all 92 Unless thy Law had been my whole delight I should in affliction perish'd quite 93 I 'le ne're forget thy precepts nor yet thee For with them thou hast oft times quickned me 94 I am thine save me for thou hast me bought For with whole heart thy precepts all I 've sought 95 The wicked watch me still for to destroy But I 'le thy Truth consider mak 't my joy 96 Of all perfections end I 've seen O God But thy Gommandments are exceeding broad MEM 97 How do I in thy Law delight alway It is my Meditation all the day 98 Thy Word hath taught me wiser for to be Then all my foes for they are still with me 99 My teachers all in knowledge I excell ' Cause I thy Laws keep them to others tell 100 More than the aged I do understand Because I keep thy Precept and Command 101 My feet I have refrain'd from th' evil way That I thy Word may keep make it my stay 102 I 've not departed from thy judgements yet For thou' rt my teacher I 'le not them forget 103 How sweet unto my tast 's thy word alway Doubtless no hony half so sweet as they 104 Thy precepts through I understanding get Therefore I each false way from me do set NUN 105 Thy Words a Lamp my feet for to direct A light unto my paths in all respect 106 Lord I have sworn and it perform I will Thy Righteous Judgements ever to fulfil 107 I am afflicted much quicken O Lord My fainting soul according to thy Word 108 O Lord accept my lips pure offring free Thy Righteous Judgements also teach thou me 109 My soul continually is in my hand Yet I thy Law forget not nor command 110 The wicked folk for me have laid their snare Yet from thy precepts I did never erre 111 Thy Law 's mine heritage I 'le ne'r depart Thy Testimonies still rejoyce my heart 112 I 've set my heart to keep thy law alway In perseverance that shall last for ay SAMECH 113 I hate vain thoughts but love thy Law O Lord 114 Thou art my hiding place I trust thy word 115 Ye evill doers all from me depart For I 'le on Gods Commandments set mine heart 116 That I may live thy promise me uphold Of hope let me no shame have but be bold 117 Uphold me Lord and then full safe am I Thy Laws I 'le love and that continually 118 Them that erre from thy ways thou 'st trod to ground For their deceits are falshoods that abound 119 Thou like earth's scum the wicked turn'st away Therefore I love thy testimonies ay 120 For fear of thee my flesh doth tremble much I 'm sore afraid thy judgements they be such AIN 121 Judgement and justice eke O Lord I 've done Let me not be opprest by any one 122 My surety thy servant be ev'n for good Let not the proud m'oppress nor seek my blood 123 Mine eyes do fail for thy Salvation Lord And for thy just and eke thy faithfull word 124 In mercy Lord do with thy servant deal Thy Statutes teach me they are my choice weal. 125 Lord I am thine me understanding give That I may know thy precepts by them live 126 'T is time for thee to work bring folk in aw For they imperiously make void thy Law 127 Therefore thy Statutes pure O Lord I love Above choice treasure yea choice gold above 128 So I 'le esteem thy precepts all for ay Most right they be and I 'le hate all false way PE 129 Thy Laws are wonderfull ev'n in the deep Therfore O Lord my soul them all doth keep 130 The entrance of thy word doth make folk live Unto the simple it doth knowledge give 131 I opened my mouth and eke did pant Thy Laws and eke thy precepts of for want 132 Be mercifull to me keep me from shame And eke me use as those that fear thy Name 133 Set m' in thy word let no iniquitie Me rule or have Dominion over me 134 Deliver me from those would me oppress So will I keep thy Laws in righteousness 135 Thy face upon thy Servant make to shine Thy Statutes teach me that they may be mine 136 Great streams of water run quite down mine eye ' Cause th' break thy Laws follow iniquity TSADDI 137 Most just and righteous eke art thou O Lord Upright are all thy judgements and thy word 138 The testimonies thou 'st injoyn'd for ay They righteous are and faithfull eke are they 139 My zeal it hath consumed me O Lord Because my foes forgotten have thy word 140 Thy word it is most just and eke most pure Therefore thy Servant will in it indure 141 I small am and as scorn before men set Yet do I not thy precepts Lord forget 142 Thy righteousness it is most just alway And eke thy Law it is the truth for ay 143 Trouble and grief me hold they eke me spite Yet thy Commandements are my delight 144 The righteousness thy Laws of is for ay Me knowledge give that I may live alway KOPH 145 I cry'd with my whole heart O Lord me hear I will thy Statutes keep and eke thee fear 146 O Lord my God save me to thee I cry Thy testimonies all then keep shall I. 147 I cry'd to thee before day break O Lord And eke did hope and trust i' th glorious word 148 Mine eyes prevent the watches of the night That meditate thy word in Lord I might 149 For th' kindness sake my voyce let come 'fore thee According to thy judgement quicken me 150 That follow after mischief nigh they draw They far are from thy precepts and thy Law 151 Thou' rt neer O Lord therefore on thee I l'e call And thy Commandements they truth are all 152 Touching thy Laws I them have known alway That thou hast founded them even for ay RESH 153 My grief consider eke deliver me For I thy Law forget not nor yet thee 154 Plead thou my cause eke set me free O Lord Quicken thou me according to thy word 155 Salvation's far from those that wicked be For they thy Statutes seek not neither thee 156 O Lord my God thy mercies many be According to thy judgements quicken me 157 Both foes and followers many are mine
But from thy Laws yet do I not decline 158 I saw the sinners and was griev'd O Lord Because thy Law they kept not nor thy word 159 Consider Lord how I thy Precepts love According to thy Statutes eke me move 160 Thy word from first to last is true and pure Thy judgements just do all for ay indure SCHIN 161 Princes me persecute causeless O Lord But th' heart of me in aw stands of thy word 162 Ev'n at thy word I do rejoyce in mind Like one that wealth doth in abundance find 163 Of lying tongues I hate both great and small But I do love thy Laws and Precepts all 164 Sev'n times a day O Lord I do thee praise Because thy judgements they are just alwayes 165 Great peace have they which in thy Law delight For nothing shall offend them nor them spite 166 O Lord I 've hope 't in thy Sal-va-ti-on And thy Commandements I all have done 167 My soul hath kept thy Testimonies right And I exceedingly in them delight 168 I 've done all that which thou hast said to me For all my wayes they daily are 'fore thee TAU 169 My cry let come unto thine ear O Lord Me knowledge give according to thy word 170 My supplication eke let come 'fore thee According to thy word deliver me 171 My lips shall speak and also utter praise When thou 'st me taught thy Statutes and thy wayes 172 My tongue thy word and works shall eke lay bare All thy Commandements most righteous are 173 Thine hand let help me eke and with me close For I thy Laws and Precepts all have chose 174 For thy Salvation I have long'd O Lord I love to act thy Law and hear thy word 175 My soul let live and it shall give thee praise And eke thy judgements let me help alwayes 176 Lost sheep as I have stray'd thy servant seek For I thy Laws think on and Precepts eke PSAL. CXX 1 IN my distress unto the Lord I cry'd My prayer he heard my suit was not deny'd 2 My soul O Lord from lying lips deliver And keep me from deceitfull tongue for ever 3 O thou false tongue what shall to thee be giv'n Or what be done to thee who thus dost sin 4 Arrows most keen from the Almighty's hand Shall thee consume as fire at his Command 5 Wo's me that I constrained am to dwell In Meshech Kedars Tents to me 's a Hell 6 My soul hath too long dwelt with them that hate A peacefull Life and Solace in debate 7 I am for peace but when I speak they are For times most troublesome and eke for war PSAL CXXI 1 UNto the Hills I will lift up mine eyes O Lord from whence my help doth all arise 2 My help from God comes who did heaven frame And eke the earth blest be his holy Name 3 Thy foot for to be mov'd he will not see He doth not slumber that preserveth thee 4 Behold ev'n he that Is-ra-el doth keep 'S not giv'n to slumber neither will he sleep 5 The Lord thy keeper is and eke thy shade On thy right hand he is he hath thee made 6 The Suns bright beams shall not by day thee smite Nor shall the Moons white frost thee hurt by night 7 From evils all the Lord shall thee preserve And keep thy soul in safety him to serve 8 In all thy wayes he shall thee keep therefore From this time forth and that for ever-more PSAL. CXXII 1 I Much rejoyc't when as the people said Let 's go into the house of God our aid 2 Our feet within thy gates most firm shall stand O thou Jerusalem chief of the Land 3 Jerusalem is builded most compact No forraign foes mischief on us can act 4 The Tribes of God go up unto the same Into his house to glorifie his Name 5 For there are set the thrones of judgement still For Davids house Gods word for to fulfill 6 O Pray ye then for Jerusalem's peace Let them that love her prosper and not cease 7 Peace be within and eke thy walls surround Prosperity within thy gates abound 8 For my dear friends and brethrens sake I 'le say Peace be within thy Palaces for ay 9 ' Cause of the house of God the Lord most high I 'le seek thy good and eke felicity PSAL. CXXIII 1 LOrd unto thee mine eyes lift up will I O thou that dwellest in the heavens high 2 As Servants eyes on Masters fixed be We eye thee Lord till mercy flow from thee 3 Have mercy on us Lord thou God on high For with contempt we 're fillâ—d exceedingly 4 Contempt hath fill'd our soul for we have born Reproach from those that do us proudly scorn PSAL. CXXIV 1 IF't had not been the Lord our strength and stay Who on our side was now may Isr'el say 2 If God had not our part took ' gainst our foes When lewde and wicked men against us rose 3 They'd us devoured in their wrathfull ire And quick consum'd us as a furious fire 4 Then had the raging floods us over powr'd The streams thereof would have our souls devour'd 5 The waters in their pride without controul Have us devour'd and eke o're-whelm'd our soul 6 Blest be the Lord our God and guide for ay Who'th not us giv'n unto their teeth for prey 7 Our soul's escap'â— as bird from th'fowlers snare The snare is broke and we escaped are 8 Our help still lies in Gods most holy Name Who both the heaven and the earth did frame PSAL. CXXV 1 THey 'le as mount Sion be whom God doth guide Which can't be mov'd but ever doth abide 2 As mountains are Jerusalem about So God is with his folk all end without 3 For th' wicked's rod shall not on th'righteous be Lest they should turn unto iniquitie 4 Do good unto the good in them delight And eke to them that are in heart upright 5 Th' wicked shall be with those act wickedly But Israel shall be lov'd by God on high PSAL. CXXVI 1 WHen God did turn Sions captivitie Like them that in a dream were so were we 2 Then did they laugh and sing ev'n so that they 'Mong th' heathen God hath done great things did say 3 Hath done great things for us the Lord our choice Whereof we all are glad and much rejoyce 4 As streams i' th' south turn our captivity 5 They that do sow in tears shall reap in joy 6 He that goes forth and weeps bearing good seed Shall come again with joy and sheaves indeed PSAL. CXXVII 1 EXcept God to the house do set his hand For what man doth unto it 't will never stand Except the Lord the City in keep guard In vain it is that men do watch and ward 2 To rise up early sit up late 't is vain He gives his rest without turmoil or pain 3 Children are th'in-heritance of the Lord Th' fruit of the womb is also his reward 4 Strong swift as Arrows in the Mighty's
hand So are youths children at the Lords command 5 Happy 's the man of such that hath great store He 's not ashamed be his foes before PSAL. CXXVIII 1 BLest's ev'ry one that fears the Lord above And walks still in his wayes of truth and love 2 Thou 'st eat th' fruit of thine hand and happy bee In all thy wayes it shall be well with thee 3 Thy wise on thy house side as fruitfull Vine Children like Plants thy table round betwine 4 Behold that thus the man is blest that shall Still fear the Lord and on his Name still call 5 The Lord shall out Sion thus bless thee And all thy life his Churches good thou 'st see 6 Yea thou shalt see thy Childrens Children well And also peace upon his Is-ra-el PSAL. CXXIX 1 MAny a time afflicted me have they Ev'n from my youth now Israel may say 2 Oft-times from youth they have afflicted me But ne're prevail'd to work my miserie 3 The plowers plowed deep upon my back Long furrowes make to make my bones to crack 4 But God is righteous he'th in sunder cut The wicked's cords which they for me have put 5 Let them be all consum'd and turn'd away That Sion hate and would his Saints dismay 6 Let them like grass on house top wither still Ere it grow up so perish in its ill 7 Wherewith the mow'r cannot his hand fill Nor he that bindes his sheaves his bosom still 8 Nor do they wish that passing by the way The blessing of the Lord upon you stay PSAL. CXXX 1 OUt of the depths to thee Lord did I cry Hoping that thou my suit would'st not deny 2 Lord let the ears of thee who art my choice Attentive be to hear thy Plaintiffs voice 3 O Lord if thou should'st mark iniquities Who could once stand before thy purest eyes 4 But much forgiveness Lord with thee is there That all men may thee reverence with feare 5 My soul doth wait for God the Lord most just And in his word I hope and also trust 6 My soul doth wait for God ev'n more I say Then those that watch for th' breaking of the day 7 God's mercifull let Israel in him trust 'T is he that souls redeems he is most just 8 He shall most early wake and eke arise Israel redeem from his iniquities PSAL. CXXXI 1 MY heart Lord is not haughty nor mine eyes In things most high I do not exercise 2 Surely I have my self behav'd most milde My soul is even as a weaned childe 3 Let Israel hope in God the Lord therefore From this time forth and eke for ever-more PSAL. CXXXII 1 REmember David Lord thy servant true And his afflictions have still in thy view 2 How he did swear unto the Lord above An oath to Jacobs God whom he did love 3 I surely will no Tabernacle spread Nor build an house nor come into my bed 4 I 'le not give sleep unto my drowsie eye Nor slumber to mine eye-lids give will I. 5 Untill a place for Jacobs God I find An habitation answering my mind 6 We heard of it at Ephrata ev'n there We found it in the fields where woods appear 7 We 'l go into his Tabernacles all Before his foot-stool worship him and fall 8 Arise O Lord and come into thy rest Thou and thy Ark of strength by me possest 9 Thy Priests with justice let be cloath'd about And eke thy Saints for joy let them still shout 10 For th' Servant David's sake O Lord I say Lord turn not thine anointed's face away 11 God swore in truth he will not turn from it He David told his seed should on 's throne sit 12 If that thy Sons will keep my Law therefore Thy Sons shall sit i' th' throne for evermore 13 God Sion chose therein there is great space He hath desired it for 's dwelling place 14 This is my rest for ay herein I 'le dwell I have desired it and like it well 15 Her victualls I will bless abundantly Her poor with bread I eke will satisfy 16 I 'le cloath her Priests with safety round about And all her Saints aloud for joy shall shout 17 I 'le there make Davids horn bud out most brave I lamp ordain'd for mine annointed have 18 His foes I 'le cloath with shame and them pluck down But on himself much flourish shall his Crown PSAL. CXXXIII 1 BEhold how good it is and how 't seems well For brethren all in unity to dwell 2 Like precious balm poured on Aarons head That drencht his beard and round his garment spread 3 As dew on Hermon hills and Sion fell So God commands his blessing there to dwell PSAL. CXXXIV 1 BEhold and blesse the Lord all ye that stand By night i' th' house of God at his command 2 Lift up your hands unto Gods place above And bless the Lord for 's benefits and love 3 The Lord that heaven made and earth did frame Thee blesse from Sion praise ye's holy Name PSAL. CXXXV 1 PRaise ye the Lord praise ye his holy Name Ye servants of the Lord do ye the same 2 Ye that do stand in the house of the Lord And in his courts his praises loud record 3 Praise ye the Lord he 's good ye praises sing T' sing praises to his name 's a comely thing 4 For God himself to him hath Jacob chose He Israel for 's peculiar treasure knows 5 For I do know that God the Lord is great Above all other Gods hath plac'd his seat 6 He doth what e're he please in heav'n hils steep Within the Sea and in all places deep 7 He Vapours daily causeth to ascend From one part of the earth unto the end He maketh lightning for the rain in measure He brings the wind forth of his hidden treasure 8 Who Egypt first-born smote ev'n in one night Both man and beast to make them more afright 9 Who tokens sent and wonders midst of thee On Pharaohs servants whilst the Saints went free 10 Who did great Nations slay and them annoy'd Ye mighty Kings he took and them destroy'd 11 Sihon of Amorites Og of Bashan Those Kings and all the Kingdomes of Cana'n 12 He gave their Land as heritage to dwell Unto his chosen people Is-ra-el 13 Thy Name O Lord for ever is most sure Thy memory all ages through endure 14 For God will judge his people i' th' event And likewise for their wrongs he will repent 15 Idols of heathen workes of men they are Silver and Gold cannot with God compare 16 For mouths they have yet speechless still they be Th' eyes also have yet have they none to see 17 They eke have ears yet hear they not a sound And in their mouths no breath there can be found 18 They that them make are like unto them just And so is ev'ry one that in them trust 19 blesse ye the Lord therefore O Is-ra-el And also ye in Aarons house that dwell 20 And Levi's house praise ye
his holy Name All you that fear the Lord do ye the same 21 Blesse ye the Lord who doth in Sion dwell And in Jerusalem his praise forth-tell PSAL. CXXXVI 1 GIve thanks unto the Lord for he 's most pure His mercy eke it doth for ay indure 2 Give thanks unto the God of Gods alway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 3 Give thanks unto the Lord of Lords for he And eke his mercy shall for ever be 4 To him that wonders doth ev'n in mens view For he his mercy shall for ever shew 5 To him that did by wisdom heaven frame For 's mercy dures for ay blest be his Name 6 To him that stretch't out earth the seas above For 's mercy dures for ay blest be his love 7 To him that lights did make most great and pure For 's mercy doth both now and ay indure 8 The Sun he made to rule the day most clear Foâ—'s mercy doth both now and ay appear 9 The Moon and Stars by night do bear their sway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 10 To him that Egypt smote in their first-born For 's mercy dures at ev'ning and at morn 11 Who Israel them from among did bring For th' mercy dures for ay of God our King 12 With hand most strong and arm stretch't out most pure For 's mercy doth for ever-more indure 13 To him in parts which did th'red sea divide For 's mercy doth both now and ay abide 14 For 's Is-ra-el through th' midst of 't he made way For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 51 But he therein Pharaoh and 's hosts o'rethrew For he to his shall mercy ever shew 16 To him which th' desert through did with his walk For 's mercy dures for ay unto his folk 17 To him which smote great Kings without delay For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 18 Who Kings slew and none of them would d'liver His mercy for it doth indure for ever 19 As Sihon who of Amorites was King For 's mercy it through Kingdomes e're doth ring 20 And Og of Bashan King he eke did slay For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 21 Their Land an heritage for eke he gave For 's mercy dures for ay his folk to save 22 Even unto his Servant Is-ra-el For 's mercy doth with his for ever dwell 23 Who in ouâ— low estate did us deliver For he and eke his mercy dures for ever 24 And hath redeemed us ev'n from our foe For 's mercy dures for ay to us below 25 Who in due time doth food to all flesh give For 's mercy dures for ay his folk shall live 26 O give great thanks to God above alway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay PSAL. CXXXVII 1 WE all sat down by th'floods of Babylon And wept when that on Sion we thought on 2 In midst thereof upon the Willow tree Our harps and other instruments hang'd we 3 For they us taunt that wasted us full sore And they to whom we pris'ners were before 4 O how shall we our Gods high praises sing In forraign Nations under a strange King 5 Jerusalem if I neglect thee yet Let my right hand its cunning quite forget 6 Let tongue to mouth cleave thee forget if I If I prefer not thee 'bove my chief joy 7 Remember Lord ev'n Edoms cruelty ' Gainst thy Jerusalem in'ts misery Raise it cry'd they lay 't level with the ground No stone upon a stone let hence be found 8 But thou O Babylon destroy'd shall be He happy is that so rewardeth thee 9 Happy is he that takes thy little ones And dasheth them in streets against the stones PSAL. CXXXVIII 1 WIth my whole heart O Lord I will thee praise To thee 'fore Gods I will give thanks always 2 I 'le worship t'wards the temple praise thy Name Thy kindness truth for th' word 's above the same 3 Th' day when I cry'd O Lord thou answered'st me My weak'ned soul strength'ned was by thee 4 All Kings on earth thee praise with one accord When they shall hear the words ev'n of the Lord. 5 Yea they shall speak and of thy praises sing For great 's the glory of the Lord our King 6 Though God be high yet th' poor he doth respect The proud he knows a far doth them reject 7 Though I in grief walk thou wilt me revive Thou 'lt stretch thine arm ' gainst those that with me strive 8 What me concerns the Lord will perfect still His mercy's ay forsake me he ne're will PSAL. CXXXIX 1 O Lord thou hast me search't my heart and wayes Thou see'st my secret motions all my dayes 2 Thou know'st my sitting rising up also Thou understands my thoughts though far thee fro 3 My lying down and path's compast by thee Acquainted with thou all my wayes dost see 4 For in my tongue lo there is not a word But 's altogether known to thee O Lord. 5 Thou 'st me beset behinde before also By thy right hand thou teachest me to go 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful and high Beyond my reach I cannot it discry 7 Ev'n from thy Spirit whether go shall I Or whether shall I from thy presence flie 8 If I ascend to Heaven thou art there Or bed in Hell make thou art every where 9 Or if I take the wings of morning day And dwell i' th' utmost parts ev'n of the Sea 10 Ev'n there also thine hand shall lead me out And thy right hand shall compasse me about 11 Or if I say darknesse shall cover me I' th' darkest night thy glorious eyes can see 12 Darknesse and night hideth not from thy face Yea dark is light to thee in every place 13 For all my reins possessed are by thee In Mothers womb thou still did'st cover me 14 I 'le praise thee for I 'm wonderfully made Thy works are great my Soul know's thee its aid 15 My limbs though secret made not hid from thee But in earths lowest parts wrought curiouslie 16 Thine eyes did see me in unperfect frame Thou writes my sev'ral parts perfects the same 17 How precious are thy thoughts to me O Lord How great 's the Sum of them for to record 18 If reckon them I should they passe the sand When I awake I 'm still at thy commmand 19 As for the wicked them thou'lt surely slay Depart from me ye bloody ones I say 20 For they 'r still speaking wickedly ' gainst thee Thy foes thy Name in vain oft take I see 21 Hate I not them O Lord that hate thee still Hate I nor those ' gainst thee that set their will 22 Yea them with perfect hatred hate do I I count them as my utter enemie 23 Search me O Lord and also try my heart And know my thoughts I 'le ne'r from thee depart 24 An I see in me if there be wicked way And lead me in thy truth O Lord for ay PSAL. 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