hunt by troupes condemne the guiltlesse blood 21 My refuge yet the Lord my hopes my God their Rocke makes good 22 On them the Lord shall cause to fall their painfull wickednesse Suppresse them in their malice shall our God shall them suppresse PSAL. 95. Venite exultemus COme to the Lord sing joyfully let us together flocke And shout aloud triumphantly in our Salvations Rocke 2 His face with praise let us prevent in him with Psalmes rejoyce Triumphant shouts to him present and make a cheerfull noise 3 For why the Lord our God is great a mighty King he is Above all gods the Soveraigne seat the power Imperiall his 4 The deeps of earth are in his hand his is the strength of Hills The shore-bound sea the dry-laid land his hand that form'd fulfills 5 O come and let us then adore due worship yeeld him all And prostrate on our knees before the Lord our Maker fall 6 For in his folds and fields is he our God that doth us keep The pasture his his people we we of his hand the sheep 7 To day his voice if ye will heare then harden not your hearts In Meribah like them that were in Massah's Desert parts 8 That day your fathers faulty were shooke off their former awe 9 To tempt Me fell to prove Me there and yet my workes they saw 10 To whom said I with griefe de ferr'd full forty yeeres of daâ—es This people in their heart have err'd and have not knowne my waies 11 To whom I swore it in my wrath hot boiling in my brest If ever witnesse this mine oath they enter not my rest PSAL. 96. Cantaâ—e Domino SIng to the Lord a new set song that all the earth may sing That all that to the Lord belong his praise aloud may ring 2 Sing to the Lord and blesse his Name where-ever day doth dwell Good tidings day by day proclaime of his salvation tell 3 Among the Heath'ns his glory shew to Nations farre and neere His wonders let the people know with wondrous gladnesse heare 4 For great the Lord his greatnesse more than can by praise be prais'd All other gods above before his feare is to be rais'd 5 For all the gods among the Heath'ns are off-gods Idols vaine The Lord is he that made the Heav'ns of Heav'ns that holds the reine 6 Before him beames of glory bright and Majestie bowe downe His Sanctuary marchlesse might and beauteous glory crowne 7 Ascribe unto the Lord ascribe of every line that live Of all the people every tribe all power and glory give 8 Give to the Lord the honour'd Name that with his glory sorts Take up an offring to the same and come into his Courts 9 In honour of his Holy place before the Lord appeare Bowe downe your selves and at his face stand all the earth in feare 10 The Lord so tell the Nations raignes establisht by his might That he the world unmov'd containes shall judge the people right 11 Let Heav'ns the havens of joy rejoyce and let the earth be glad The sea set forth his roaring voice in all his plenty clad 12 Field and what ever clothes the field shout out in speechlesse noise All trees that Frith or Forrest yeeld before the Lord rejoyce 13 Because he comes because he comes with Judgement in his mouth To judge the world with righteous doomes earths people with his Truth PSAL. 97. Dominus regnavit REjoyce let earths whole Continent it is the Lord that raignes Be glad ye many Islands pent within the Maines demaines 2 About him clouds and darknesse round obscur'd the light that shone With Justice Judgement laid the ground the Bases of his Throne 3 Consuming fire before him goes that flaming from on hie On every side pursues his foes them following where they slie 4 His lightnings at the world shoot light which bright but dreadfull shines The earth lies trembling at the sight and from her hinge declines 5 In presence when the Lord appear'd like waxe the Mountaines melt The Lord of all the earth they fear'd his presence trembling felt 6 His Justice as the Heavens declare whose Ministers they be On earth how great his glories are so all the people see 7 Graven Images all they that serve confusion stands before That boast of Idols whom they carve him all ye gods adore 8 This Sion heard and joy'd to heare that such successe they had Thy â—udgements Lord with reverend feare made Judah's daughters glad 9 For thou O Lord â—ar higher art than all the earth is hie No height to thy heights lowest part of all the gods comes nie 10 Hate evill ye that love the Lord who for his Saints doth stand His servants favour'd-soules restor'd to free from wicked hand 11 A light is for the Just one sowne whose crop shall come to light From whence shall sheaves of joy be mow'n by men in heart upright 12 Ye â—ust then in the Lord rejoyce your musicke make his praise His Holinesse with thankfull voice remembring to up-raise PSAL. 98. Cantate Domino SIng to the Lord a new-set song for wonders hath he done With holy Arme whose right hand strong hath his Salvation wonne 2 His saving health the Lord made knowne the Nations eyes beheld His Justice to the people shewne hath he himselfe reveal'd 3 His Truth and Mercy mindfull friends to Israels house have been And of the earth have all the ends our Gods Salvation seen 4 Shout to the Lord a cheerfull cry let all the earth up-raise Shout out rejoyce triumphantly in joyfull Psalmes sing praise 5 Sing Psalmes with Harp with Harp Voice Psalmes to th' Eternall sing 6 With Trumpets sound with Cornets noise before the Lord the King 7 Roare sea and all that sea full fills world and world-dwellers all 8 High-rising rivers high-borne Hills clap hands to shouting fall 9 Before the Lord for he in â—ight to judge the earth is come To give the world his judgements right the peoples equall doome PSAL. 99. Dominus regnavit THe Lord is King though peoples sits his raigne in rage reprove Between the Cherubims he sits let earths foundations move 2 The Lord is great in Zions fame above all people hie 3 Great fearfull holy is his Name let their confession crie 4 Strength-strengthning Judgement loves the King of Righteousnesse his Throne With Justice Judgement stablishing in Jacob hast thou done 5 The Lord our God as it is meet exalt and prostrate all Before the footstoole of his feet for he is Holy fall 6 With Moses Aarons Priests enstall'd and Samuel on his Name With them that call on JAH they call'd the Lord then answer'd them 7 He from the cloudy Pillar spoke they in obedience have His Testimonies kept unbroke the Law to them he gave 8 Thou Lord our God didst answer make their pardoning God thou weâ—t Yet did thy vengeance overtake and their inventions thwart 9 Exalt the Lord our God before his holy Mountaine all For Holy is our God
and darknesse was his vaile 11 Darke his pavillion darke the skie darke waters duskie clouds Compose an aërie canopie wherein himselfe he shrowds 12 The brightnesse of his presence tooke the melting clouds in chace With haile and coales hot-burning strooke they fled before his face 13 The Lord from Heav'n in thunder spoke his voice that is most-Hie With stormes of haile made earth to smoake and coales of fire to flie 14 His sheafs of arrowes forth he sent which at the scatt'red flew Of lightning-shot his vollies spent downe his resisters threw 15 The channels of the Maine appeare the worlds foundations vast At thy rebuke discovered were Lord at thy nostrils blast 16 He sent his hand from Heav'n above to bay the waves that flew He tooke mee and from out the drove of many waters drew 17 He freed mee from my strongest foe to whom my strength was small And from my mighty haters moe than I could match withall 18 When I with woe was over-gone they mee fore-laid that day But mee then helper having none the Lord my staffe did stay 19 Where I was bound he brought mee forth enlarg'd and set mee free For of mine owne none other worth but his delight in mee 20 According as my justice stands the Lord did mee reward And to the purenesse of my hands my recompence he shar'd 21 Because what waies the Lord did goe therein my feet have trod And have not as the wicked doe departed from my God 22 For all his Judgements in my sight my guides before mee lay And from mee his Decrees upright I did not turne away 23 So thus with him was I sincere and held integritie Restrain'd my selfe with hand severe from mine iniquitie 24 Just therefore as my Justice stands the Lord to mee supplies Rewards the purenesse of my hands in his pure-sighted eies 25 Thou to the mercifull wilt shew how mercifull thou art Thy strong perfections make him know that is of perfect heare 26 So with the pure to be as pure thy selfe thou wilt reveale And with the froward wilt be sure as frowardly to deale 27 Thus wilt thou save from overthrow poore peoples miserie And strike the eyes of pride as low as they have look't too hie 28 My candle thou shalt surely light this darksome night of mine The Lord my God shall make as bright as lightsome day to shine 29 By thee have I dismai'd an host and broken through them all And by my God where danger most might skare mee scal'd the wall 30 The way of God is perfect ground the Word of JAH is tri'd To all a shield of safetie found whose hopes on him reside 31 For who is God the Lord except Who is a Rocke of Might Say ye that have to Idols crept and give our God his right 32 The God that girdeth mee with strength is he that is my stay And he through all my journles length that perfect gives my way 33 He makes my feet as swift as Hinds to follow or to flie He makes me stand as â—it he finds upon my places hie 34 My hands to warre he doth frequent and weapons learnes to feele These armes of mine to bend and bent to breake a bow of steele 35 On me the shield of saving health thou hast vouchsaf'd to â—eat Thy right hand hath upheld my wealth thy meeknesse made mee great 36 Beneath my feet thou didst enlarge my pathes on every side And of my footsteps took'st such charge my ankles should not slide 37 Mine enemies have I pursu'd and overtooke in flight And not return'd till I subdu'd and ruin'd them outright 38 With wounds I stunn'd them in such wise that now to stand unmeet Nor ever able more to rise they fell beneath my feet 39 For thou with strength hast girt my â—â—de in battell to oppose And under foot to tread their pride against mee that uprose 40 Thou of my foes to mee hast brought the neckes that under yoke I might cut off and bring to nought my haters at a stroke 41 In their distresse for help they cri'd but none there was to save Even to the Lord but none repli'd and he no answer gave 42 Small as the dust before the wind them did I peace-meale beate And them like out-cast rubbish grinde that strewes the myrie street 43 From people with contentions fed thou hast delivered me And of the Heath'ns hast made me head by strangers serv'd to be 44 To mee at hearing of the eare obedient shall they sit And to my power dissembling feare the forraigne shall submit 45 The strangers sonnes shall shrinke away their falsers hearts shall faile And in their holds affraid to stay their closets make their Jaile 46 Let live the Lord my Rocke be blest He that my head did raise The God in whom my health doth rest exalted be with praise 47 My praise of God the Powerfull sings avenger of my wrongs That under my subjection brings the headlesse peoples throngs 48 He from my foes in safetie led and left mee free to stand Above my Rivals rais'd my head rid from the Tyrants hand 49 To thee therefore will I give thanks O Lord and praises frame Among the Heathens thickest rankes to sing unto thy name 50 His Kings salvations great he makes for ever to succeed On his Annointed mercie takes on David and his seed PSAL. 19. Coeli enarrant Victori Psalmus David THe glorie of the God of Heaven the Heav'ns of God declare The Firmament firme proofe hath given his handy-worke they are 2 Day unto day delivereth speech in times alternate lines And night to night doth knowledge teach whose light in darknesse shines 3 No speech no language like their owne to make their meaning found Their voicelesse voice all eares have knowne all heard their soundlesse sound 4 Through all the earth their line is runne their words the world about A Tabernacle for the Sunne in them hath he set out 5 Which like a Bride groome brightly clad leaves his retiring place And Giant-like with gesture glad sets forth to runne his race 6 His beames from Heavens each Signe Syde their oblique round repeat And none there is himselfe can hide from his life-breathing heat 7 Much more the Law 1 of JAH 2 is pure 3 the soule 4 re-purifies 5 Of JAH 6 the Testimonie 7 sure 8 and makes the simple 9 wise10. 8 The Statutes 1 of the Lord 2 upright 3 the heart 4 with joy 5 suffice The Lords 6 Commandment 7 pure 8 gives light 9 to soule-dark-sighted eies10. 9 The reverend feare 1 of JAH 2 from staine 3 stands chaste 4 and cleane for ever 5 Of JAH 6 the Judgements 7 truth 8 containe just 9 are they altogether10. 10 To be desired more than gold than much fine gold they are No honey-drops the combe can hold for sweetnesse may compare 11 Moreoever is thy servant taught by their admonishing Observing them but as they ought how much reward they bring 12 His errours who so
THE PSALMES OF DAVID THE KING AND PROPHET AND Of other holy PROPHETS paraphas'd in English Conferred with the Hebrew VERITIE set forth by B. Arias Montanus together with the Latine Greek Septuagint and Chaldee Paraphrase By R.B. LONDON Printed by Robert Young for Francis Constable and are to be sold at his shop under S. Martins Church neere Ludgate 1638. The Authors observed in this Paraphrase Apollinarius B. Arias Montanus Genebrard Lorinus Buchanan Berseman Ainsworth Snegedin M. Anton Flammin With the Titles of the Psalmes as they are in the Originall The first booke containeth inclusive Psalmes 41 Second booke containeth inclusive Psalmes 31 Third booke containeth inclusive Psalmes 17 Fourth booke containeth inclusive Psalmes 17 Fifth booke containeth inclusive Psalmes 44 Added in the end out of Apolâ—inarius one Psalme The Combat of David with Goliah 1 151 Selah in the five Bookes repeated 71. times Higgajon twice Psal. 9.17 92.4 Observance of the Acrostich Psalmes PSALME 1. Beatus Vir. BLest is the man whose walks are cleer from wicked counsells aire To sinners way who stands not neer nor sits in scorners chaire 2 But on the Law of God doth ground the life of his delight And in those holy Precepts bound his practice day and night 3 And like the planted tree that lives the rills of water neere His fruit as duely forth he gives in season of the yeere His leafe shall neither times decayes nor tempests blast suppresse So whatsoever he essaies shall sort to good successe 4 Not so not so the wicked race they like the chaffe shall thrive Which from the earths offended face the winds before them drive 5 Therefore shall not the wicked stocke in judgement stand upright Nor with the just the sinfull flocke their guilty heads unite 6 For how the Just their journie lay the Lord their Leader knowes But wicked doers with their way destruction overthrowes PSAL. 2. Quare fremuerunt WHy doe the Heathen-pow'rs and people entertaine The Heathens such tumultuous rage the people plots so vaine 2 Kings of the earth conspire and Princes counsell take Against the Lord against his Christ a powerfull head to make 3 In sunder let us breake their servile bands say they Their yoke from off our neckes discharge and cast their cords away 4 But Hee in Heaven above that sits and sees their pride Shall laugh their vanities to scorne the Lord shall them deride 5 To them then shall he speake in his resistlesse ire And their affrighted soules shall feele his furie burne like fire 6 Yet mine Annointed King upon mine holy Hill Upon Mount Zion have I set I shall declare the will 7 Of which Decree the Lord hath given the charge to mee And said Thou art my Sonne this day have I begotten Thee 8 Aske I to thee will give the Heathens world of ground For thine inheritance possesse as farre as earth hath bound 9 Thou with an iron rod shalt stripe their stubborne hides Or like a Potters brittle shards in pieces dash their sides 10 Now then O Kings be wise and ye that judge the Land Be well instructed what ye judge judge what ye understand 11 Serve ye the Lord in feare in feare and joy betwixt A joyfull feare a trembling joy delight and dutie mixt 12 Embrace and kisse the Sonne lest through your cold delay His wroth contemning your contempt ye perish in the way If but a little while his anger'd patience burne For safety they that hope in Him have all a happy turne PSAL. 3. Domine quid Psalmus David cùm fugeret à facie Absalom filii sui HOw many my distressers Lord what mighty enemies Against one harmlesse head of mine how many heads arise 2 A multitude say of my soule so helplesse left alone Himselfe he cannot help in God for him there health is none Selah 3 But thou my shield about me Lord dost for my glory stand The sole up-lifter of my head is thy Almighty hand 4 Up to the Lord I strain'd my voice and cri'd that he might heare And he out of his holy Mount to my complaint gave eare Selah 5 I laid me downe and slept from sleep refresht I rose againe My sleep was sound my guard was safe the Lord did me sustaine 6 Beleaguer'd with ten thousand strong in armes about me laid And malice equall to their might I would not be affraid 7 Rise up Lord save me O my God for thy revengefull stroke Of all my wicked foes the jawes and ranck'rous teeth hath broke 8 Salvation is of thee O Lord from thee the blessing flowes Which on thy chosen peoples heads thy bounteous hand bestowes Selah PSAL. 4. Cùm invocarem Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Psalmus David TO thee O God my righteousnesse let my complaint repaire Thou hast enlarg'd mee from distresse in mercie heare my praier 2 My glorie sonnes of man to shame how long will ye apply Your love shall vanitie enflame your labour seeke a lye Selah 3 But know that of his gracious Saint the Lord makes wondrous choice And when to him I make my plaint the Lord will heare my voice 4 Be angry but from sinne refraine Soule with a silent zeale Selah 5 Thy selfe upon thy bed arraigne and to thy selfe reveale 6 The sacrifices ye present let Justice sacrifice And let your hope be confident that on the Lord relies 7 Of good say many is there none will shew us any sight On us Lord all our good in one lift up thy faces light 8 Pure joy into this heart of mine so shalt thou give me more Than theirs that of their corne and wine in harvest heap up store 9 My head then downe will I both lay and sleep in peaces cell For thou alone O Lord my stay in safetie mak'st me dwell PSAL. 5. Verba mea Ad Praestantem super Nehiloth Psalmus David UNto my words O Lord give eare weigh well my wordlesse thought 2 O let my crie where thou maist heare my King my God be brought 3 Thou Lord shalt early heare my voice to thee my praier shall flie And of the rising morne make choice to Heaven to raise mine eie 4 For thou art God in wickednesse that takest no delight The evill shall have no accesse nor sojourne in thy sight 5 Vain-glorious Fooles before thine eyes take sooting never shall Thou hatest of iniquities the painfull workers all 6 The lying tongue shalt thou defeat with utter overthrow The man of bloudâ— and pale deceit the Lord abhorres to know 7 But in thy mercies much regard thy house will I draw neere And to thy holy Temple-ward doe worship in thy feare 8 Lord lead me in thy justice right and lest I step astray Because of my maligners straight before me make thy way 9 For in hâ—s mouth no truth sincere their inwards deeps of woe Their throat an open sepulchre tongues smoothly taught to goe 10 Judge them O God and let their fall their guilty counsells tell Rout them with their transgressions all against
Heath'n are sunke downe in the pit which they themselves prepar'd â—â—t secret net which they did fit their foot hath fast ensnar'd 16 His judgement done the Lord is knowne to execute aright Caught in the handy-workes his owne mark well the wicked wight Higgajon Sel. 17 The wicked shall returne to Hell where their abode is set â—re Heath'ns Heav'ns-contemners dwell and all that God forget 18 For alwaies shall not be forgot the grievance of the poore Of needy soules the hopes shall not be lost for evermore 19 Rise Lord let none of mortall race prevaile against thy hand But let the Heath'ns before thy face to heare their judgement stand 20 Dismaying-feare upon them throw that Lord confounded then The haughty-hearted Heath'ns may know they be but wretched men Selaâ— PSAL. 10. Ut quid Domine WHy standst thou Lord so farre aside when dangers draw so neere Thy helpfull face why dost thou hide when troublous times appeare 2 The wicked in his heat of pride pursues the heart-lesse poore In those selfe-toiles let them be ti'd by them contriv'd before 3 The wicked boasts his soules desires beyond his wisht successe The covetous what he admires blasphemes the Lord to blesse 4 On God so proud the wicked is he takes no care to call Nor God in any plot of his hath any place at all 5 His travell all times well succeeds thy Judgements where he goes Above his sight he never heeds but puffes at all his foes 6 For in his hearts consent he said ' Mov'd shall I never be â—n me shall evill none be laid my fall no age shall see 7 His mouth is full with curses arm'd deceit and guile among â—niquitie and mischiefe swarm'd hive underneath his tongue 8 In villages to stands he gets there close in ambush lies The innocent and poore besets and murthers when he spies 9 In secret he from sight of men lies waiting neere the way â—nd Lion-like lurkes in his den to snatch the poore for prey 10 The poore into his net he drawes till he hath caught him thrall â—toops low into his powerfull pawes that poore by flockes may fall 11 In heart he saies tongue durst not say All this hath God forgot Or heedlesse hides his face away for ever sees it not 12 Arise Lord God lift up thy hand for them that help implore Without thy strength too weake to stand be mindfull of the poore 13 Why hath the wicked heart a tongue though words for feare retire â—o speake in spitefull thoughts This wrong thou God wilt not enquire 14 Thou seest for wrong and wickednesse thine eye and hand perceive â—â—dresse the poore and fatherlesse to thee their helper leave 15 Of wicked and malicious men brâ—ake thou the harmfull arme Seeke out his wickednesse and then find neither arme nor harme 16 The Lord is King and Governour for ever and beyond The Heath'n opposers of his power are perisht from the land 17 The meek-afflicted soules desire thou Lord art pleas'd to heare Their heart confirm'd dost thou inspire attentive mak'st thine eare 18 To judge the pupill and the poore that sorry man may find His daunting threats to be no more but earth and empty wind PSAL. 11. In Domino Ad Praestantem Davidis MY trust doth on the Lord relie how say ye to my soule Soule to thy mountaines safetie flie as swift as feathred fowle 2 For loe the wicked bend their bow on string their arrow fit A shoot in darknesse to bestow the upright heart to hit 3 When wicked plots are over-past that stedfast ground have none When their foundations downe are cast the just what hath he done 4 The Lord from holy place above the Lord from Heav'n his Throne His eyes will view his eye-lids prove how Adams sonnes have gone 5 The just and wicked ones estate the Lord will prove and trie 6 But selfe hate soules his soule doth hate that love malignitie 7 Upon the wicked will he showre snares fire and brimstone downe And breath of burning tempest powre their cup this lot shall crowne 8 For just the Lord and just designes are lovely in his sight His face discerns and right defines of men and meanes upright PSAL. 12. Salvum me fac Ad Praestantem super Octavam Psalmus David SAve Lord for godly men are gone and goodnesse none that mind Of Adams sonne a faithfull one example rare to find 2 With faign'd discourse and fawning style each one his neighbour holds But of his flatt'ring lips the guile in heart and heart he molds 3 All flatt'ring lips of fraud the traine the Lord cut off betimes And tongue that strikes no lower straine but lofty language chimes 4 Our tongue say they shall sure prevaile these lips of ours must walke Our lips their Masters must not faile what Lord shall taxe our talke 5 Now for the needy soules reprize and poore mans groaning cares Up will I saith the Lord arise and save him from these snares 6 Thy words O Lord are words as pure as silver seven times tri'd In Test of ashes by the cure of fire repuirifi'd 7 Thou shalt O Lord preserve the flocke of thy selected sheep And ever from this wicked stocke the soule that serves thee keep 8 The wicked compasse every coast their quarter keeps no bounds While Adams 〈◊〉 are valew'd most where vilenesse most abounds PSAL. 13. Usque quò Domine Ad Praestantem Psalmus David HOw long Lord wilt thou me forget for ever shall it be How long no eye upon mee set but hide thy face from me 2 How long shall I in soule advise and daily vexe my heart How long my foes above me rise against me that take part 3 Behold O Lord my God and heare from clouds of darknesse deep With thy pure light mine eye-sight cleare lest in the death I sleep 4 Against me lest to have prevail'd my foe give out the voice For when my feeble foot hath fail'd my troublers will rejoyce 5 My trust yet on thy mercie staies thy saving health shall be My joy of heart my song shall praise thy bounty Lord to mee PSAL. 14. Dixit Insipiens Ad Praestantem Davidis THere is no God the fooles heart sayes in his ungodly mood 2 Corrupt and odious are their wayes none no not one does good 3 The Lord look't downe from heaven to see what Adams sonnes desir'd Of understanding who was hee that after God enquir'd 4 Together all departed are all loathsome-sented grow'n Of doing good that hath the care or conscience none not one 5 Are wicked workers all mis-led so ignorant are all That eate my people up like bread on God they never call 6 There did their feare confesse distrust whose guilt they could not hide â—he generation of the Just hath God to be their guide 7 The counsells of the poore to blame your blame-full counsells rend â—nd shamelesse of his hopes speake shame that on the Lord depend 8 Salvation who to Israel shall out of Sion give When
they that now in bondage dwell no longer captives live When home-return'd the Lord shall bring the people of his choice O then for joy shall Jacob sing and Israel rejoyce Isti tres versus non sunt in textu Hebraeo Graeco Chaldaeo vel in Carmine Apollinarii In Biblâ—â— emendatis relicti sunt ob antiquetatis venerationem sed absque arithmetica notae qua ut proprii distinctique hajus Psalmi versus habeantur A Paulo recitantur hoc ordine THeir throat an open sepulchre the forge of fraud their tongue Their lips more deadly poyson beare than where the Aspe hath stung 2 Their mouth of cursing is a spring of bitternesse a floud Their feet as fowle of prey on wing are swift in shedding bloud 3 Their waies are for vexation made and to destruction load The way of peace is not their trade nor know they how to tread Which knowing not needs must they fall where endlesse horrour lies Of God that have no sense at all no feare before their eies PSAL. 15. Domine quis Psalmus Davidis WHo Lord shall sojourne in thy Tent Inhabit who thy holy Hill Who perfect walkes is working still 2 The workes of Justice to fulfill In heart means truth truth speakes as ment 3 Whose tongue to slander cannot frame Doth to his friend no evill thing Nor gives nor takes reproaches sting From mischiefes venom'd mouth to fling Against his neighbours honest name 4 Whose eye all kind respect forgot Holds in contempt a person vile But rankes them high in honours file To feare the Lord that set their while Sweares to his hurt and changeth not 5 Gives not to biting Usurie For sordid gaine his silver lent Sells not for bribe the innocent To do these things whose mind stands bent Shall stand unmov'd eternally PSAL. 16. Conserva me Michtam Davidis ON thee my safeties hope is staid O God preserve thou me 2 Thou Lord my Lord my soule hath said My good is not to thee 3 Upon the Saints on earth that dwell soules gracious in thy sight Soules that in serving God excell set is my sole delight 4 Their sorrowes shall be multipli'd that after off-gods runne That other god have deifi'd and left thy dues undone Of bloud the offerings they propine I will not once partake Nor of their names these lips of mine shall ever mention make 5 The Lord is of mine heritage the portion of my cup The over-flowing beverage my lot thou holdest up 6 Within a faire and pleasant land the lines for mee are laid A goodly heritage in hand I hold to mee convai'd 7 Thankes to the Lord will I returne for his advertisement Whose fire within my reines doth burne with mighty chastisement 8 The Lord before mee alwaies set my object un-reprov'd On my right hand so him I get I shall not be remov'd 9 My heart therefore thus heartned sung for joy within my brest Glad was the glory of my tongue My flesh in hope shall rest 10 Nor wilt thou leave my soule in hell nor give thy Holy One Where death and shades of darknesse dwell to see corruption 11 The path of life thou mak'st mee know full joyes before thy face From whence perpetuall pleasures flow thy right hand is the place PSAL. 17. Exâ—udi Domine Oratio Davidis HEare justice Lord exactly heed what my loud cries entreat Attend my praier that doth proceed from lips without deceit 2 My judgement from before thy face let come in open sight Let thy pure eies discerne my case and give the Rights their right 3 My heart by night thy search did sound yet nothing didst thou find That with my mouth I did propound to sinne against my mind 4 By workes that earthly man concerne I find what course they runne By thy lips word the pathes I learne of breakers-through to shunne 5 Beat thou my waies and make them plaine my feeble steps fore-guide My feet within thy pathes containe my footing shall not slide 6 On thee I call thou God wilt heare and answer mee againe â—o my request incline thine eare attend how I complaine 7 Thy wondrous mercies set apart from thy insulting foes Saviour of them whose hope thou art that thy right hand oppose 8 O keep me as those chrystall globes the eyes black darling keep And spread thy wings wide covering robes where shadow'd I may sleep 9 My head from wicked faces hide the heads of my decay That compasse me on every side to make my soule their prey 10 Enclos'd in their owne sat they smoake with surfeits doubtfull sweat And with their mouth have proudly spoke their haughty hearts conceit 11 To snare our footsteps in our walkes they now beset us round With eyes as treason closely stalkes to undermine our ground 12 His likenesse is a Lion bold that greedy is to teare So keeps the Lions whelp his hold that lurkes in secret where 13 Rise Lord prevent his sharp fore-sights to stop my foe begin And with thy sword wherewith he fights my soules deliverance win 14 From men the scourge Lord of thy hand from mortall-worldlings will Upon this life whose portions stand whose gorge thy treasures fill Sonnes have they store and of their store when death shall them bereave Then all too much what they have more they to their children leave 15 Now of thy face a view to take shall Justice be my guide In mee when shall thine Image wake I shall be satisfi'd PSAL. 18. Diligam te Domine Ad Praestantem Servi Domini Davidis qui loquutus est Domino verba Cantici hujuâ— in die quo eripuit cum Dominus de volâ omnium inimicorum suorum de manu Saul Et diâ—iâ— O Lord whose strength in mee doth move and all my strength beget The strong impression of my love on thee is wholly set 2 The Lord my rocke whereon to build my fort my Saviour My God my hopes strong hold my shield horne of my health my towre 3 Upon the praised Lord I call'd to him for help I prai'd Mee from my foes he dis-enthrall'd and gave mee saving aide 4 Of death the sorrowes succourlesse were round about mee laid Of over-bearing wickednesse the flouds made me affraid 5 The cords of Hell about mee bent on every side tooke hold The snares of death did mee prevent that I could not unfold 6 Opprest the Lord my God I prest he from his Palace heares Before him came my loud request and entred at his eares 7 Then shook the trembling earth for feare the hills foundations mov'd And at his presence troubled were because his wroth reprov'd 8 A storme of smoake before him came which from his nostrils fum'd And fire out of his mouth did flame that where it came consum'd 9 He bow'd the Heav'ns and made his Throne with earth his foot-stoole meet Beneath the dreadfull light that shone lay darknesse at his feet 10 A Cherub-chariot did him beare whose plumes he made his saile The winds his winged-coursers were
is full of gifts whose bargaine Brib'rie drives 11 Of this perfection I have got however thou esteem Yet my perfection urge I not in mercie mee redeeme 12 My foot upon so firme a ground stands stedfast and upright That I O Lord thy praise will sound in great Assemblies sight PSAL. 27. Dominus illuminario Davidis THe Lord my Saviour is my light of whom am I affraid The Lord is of my life the might by whom to be dismaid 2 When wicked men with malice arm'd my foes in furie fell To eate my flesh against mee swarm'd they stumbled and they fell 3 Encamp't against mee not an host should make my heart affraid Should warlike troupes fill every coast in this my trust is stai'd 4 For one suit to the Lord I sue his house for life to hold Those beauties of the Lord to view his Palace to behold 5 For his Pavillion will he spread in troublous time to hide And on a rocke advance my head in secret by his side 6 Above my foes now round about my head shall be up-rais'd And JAH with joy his tents throughout in hosts and hymnes be prais'd 7 Unto my voice O Lord give eare upon thee when I call And my request in mercy heare but answer mee withall 8 When Seeke my face thou saidst to mee with ecchoing touch of grace My heart advertis'd answer'd thee Lord I will seeke thy face 9 Thy face from mee then doe not hide thy seeker to defeat Nor from thy servant turne aside in thy displeasures heat My succour not to be forgot thou hast been heretofore God of my health now leave mee not forsake mee now no more 10 Should mee my fathers wiser care my mothers love forsake Though she that bare mee mee forbare the Lord would mee up take 11 Teach mee O Lord thy way to tread where thy safe conduct lies And in the path of Rightnesse lead from my observers eies 12 Give mee not to my foes desire for falshoods evidence With him against mee doth conspire that breath 's out violence 13 As I beleev'd so faith to mee did firme assurance give The goodnesse of the Lord to see within their land that live 14 Attend the Lord with courage bold be strong and stay the end Confirme thy heart to hold thy hold upon the Lord attend PSAL. 28. Ad te Domine Davidis ON thee O Lord my Rocke I call deafe-ceasing cease to be Lest downe the pit like them that fall thy silence silence me 2 The voice of my petitions heare when for thy grace I cry When to thy holy Adyte neere I lift my hands on hie 3 Draw mee not with the wicked sort that worke with sinfull art That to their neighbours peace report but malice presse in heart 4 Pay them what they to passe have brought the evill they devis'd And by the workes their hands have wrought be their reward assiz'd 5 Because what deeds the Lord hath done his hand they will not heed Downe shall he breake them every one and build up no such breed 6 Blest be the Lord to whom I strain'd the voice of mine un-rest Whose gracious eare hath entertain'd and heard my whole request 7 The Lord my strength is and my shield my hearts my hopes successe Joy to my heart whose help doth yeeld him shall my song confesse 8 The Lord with strength doth still support the flocke that he enfolds And of salvations is the Fort that his Annointed holds 9 O save the people of thy flocke blesse thine inheritance Feed them and on thy favours rocke for ever them advance PSAL. 29. Afferte Domino Psalmus Davidis GIve to the Lord ye men of Might ye sonnes of Mighty race Give glorie to the Lord his right all strength to his give place 2 Give to the Lord his Names renowne before his holy Seat Your selves unto the Lord bowe downe his beauteous honour greet 3 The voice that forth on waters breakes it is the Lord that-bounds The glorious God in thunder speakes the Lord on seas re-sounds 4 The Lord sends forth a mighty noise when power his power withstands The Lord gives out a soveraigne voice when Majestie commands 5 When lofty Cedars broken lie his voice the Lord extends Of Lebanon the Cedars high the Lord in sunder rends 6 He makes them like a Heifer trip proud of his velvet hornes So Lebanon so Shirion skip so skip young Unicornes 7 The Lords voice shoots out flames of fire JAH'S voice the Desert shakes 8 To tremble if the Lord transpire the Desert Cadesh makes 9 JAH'S voice makes Hinds bring forth their young the Forrest-brood makes bare And in his Temple every tongue his glorie can declare 10 The Lord sate Soveraigne at the floud the Lord for ever raignes For sinners judgement for the good his Mercy-seat ordaines 11 Strength to his people their strong Rocke the Mighty Lord will give The blessing he will give his flocke shall be in peace to live PSAL. 30. Exaltabo te Domine Psalmus Cantici Dedicationis domus David I Will extoll thee Lord Most-Hie so high-extoll'd by thee That hast not left an enemie to triumph over mee 2 Thee Lord my God my cry besought thou heald'st mee instantly 3 My soule from Hell thou Lord hast brought reviv'd mee from-to-die 4 O ye his Saints the praises sing that to the Lord belong Before his holy presence bring a thanks-remembring song 5 For but the twinkling of an eie his angers moment lasts But life on fraile mortalitie his gracious favour casts An evening weeping may out-weare and teares with midnight mourne But mirth at morning will appeare and joy with light returne 6 In my prosperitie I said mov'd shall I never be 7 My mountaine Lord so strongly laid thy favour rais'd to me Thy face from me yet didst thou hide and I was troubled soone 8 Then Lord to thee for grace I cri'd to thee Lord made my moane 9 What profit in my bloud can be when I descend the pit Shall dust to tender thankes to thee or tell thy truth be fit 10 Heare Lord of thee what I request and mercy on mee take O doe not mee that am distrest my helper Lord forsake 11 To joyfull dancing hast thou turn'd my sorrowes dolefull sound My sack-cloth loos'd wherein I mourn'd with gladnesse girt mee round 12 That so may my uncessant tongue my glory tune thy praise Thankes Lord to thee my God be sung to endlesse length of daies PSAL. 31. In te Domine speravi Ad Praestantem Psalmus David MY confidence on thee I ground sham'd let mee never be As Justice doth in thee abound O Lord deliver me 2 Bowe downe thine eare I may be heard with speed on mee reflect My rocke of strength my house of guard in safety mee protect 3 For thou my rocke and fortresse tri'd whatever path I tread Wilt for thy Name sake be my guide and all my footing lead 4 To bring mee forth out of the net for mee in secret laid Thy
a Laurell green and like a Cedar tall 36 He past away and loe was gone this Lord of so much ground I sought him but of such a one no footstep could be found 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 37 See and observe the Perfects close the righteous man attend What ever pressure him oppose peace is his after-end 38 Together where transgressors all shall be destroi'd in haste Of wicked men their endlesse fall shall cut them off at last 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 39 To all the righteous from the Lord doth their salvation flow Whose strength to them doth strength afford when trouble strikes them low By them the Lord their helper stands deliverer of the Just Deliverer-safe from wicked hands because in him they trust PSAL. 38. Domine ne in furore Psalmus Davidis ad commemorandum MY faults let no reproofe of thine Lord in thy wrath repeat Nor chastise any crime of mine in thy displeasures heat 2 A show'r of arrowes shot from thee come storming on my crowne And some of them sticke fast in mee thy hand doth presse mee downe 3 My flesh is all un-sound within in thy displeasure lest My bones by reason of my sin are of their peace berest 4 My wickednesses heaped store above my head is gone The burthen of them is too sore for mee to beare alone 5 My festred stripes a loathsome sent my foolishnesse bewray 6 So crooked I so bow'd so bent goe mourning all the day 7 My flankes inflam'd with scorching smarts that in my boiles abound My flesh that hath so many parts not any part hath sound 8 I feeble am and broken sore in mine unquiet fits For griefe of heart I groan and roare my paine so neere mee sits 9 Before thee Lord my whole desire my sighes not hid from thee 10 My heart doth pant my strength expire mine eye-sight not with mee 11 Alooffe my loving neighbours stood before my stroake at hand My friends the neerest of my bloud strove who should furthest stand 12 And they that seeke my soule set snares that evill search and say To circumvent mee unawares went musing all the day 13 I like a deafe man am become that heares no sound at all As from whose mouth a man strook dumbe not any word doth fall 14 As one not hearing held I fast mine eares mine answers hold As one un-meeke reproofes to cast whose mouth was not the mold 15 Because O Lord I wait for thee for thee my hopes awake Thou Lord my God shalt answer mee and answer for mee make 16 Heare mee in this distresse said I lest they rejoyce at mee And when my foot but steps awry they magnifie to see 17 And ready sure I am to halt so hard thy hand doth straine Continually with fresh assault before mee is my paine 18 My crimes I freely will confesse and openly declare Be sorry for my sinnes excesse with un dissembled care 19 Yet live my mighty foeâ— the while their power with mine compare And they that doubled hate with guile how multipli'd they are 20 And they that evill pay for good for gaine returne mee losse Against mee that for goodnesse stood ungraciously stand crosse 21 Me doe not thou O Lord forsake nor farre from mee be gone 22 My God more haste to help mee make Lord my salvation PSAL. 39. Dixi custodiam Ad Praestantem ad Ieduthun Psalmus David WHat waies my wary foot shall presse I will said I take heed And with my tongue lest I transgresse advisedly proceed My mouth from speaking word amisse as with a bridle curbe Before mee while the wicked is lest some distaste disturbe 2 With stilnesse dumb I nothing spake from termes I did refraine Even good untill my heart did ake and troubled was my paine 3 My heart was hot in my desire which silence smoth'red long While thus I mus'd out burst the fire then spake I with my tongue 4 Lord make mee know my journies end the measure of my daies That I may learne what is to spend how ceasing soon my waies 5 Loe tâ—ou hast given my daies a span my world as nothing plaine Before thee every settled man is doubtlesse wholly vaine Selah 6 Sure shadow-like man makes a shew in vaine they vexe their mind He heaps up goods and doth not know what gatherer them shall find 7 And now Lord what doe I expect on whom doe I attend On thee doe all my hopes reflect in thee begin and end 8 From all my foes deliver mee that on my shame encroach And make mee not for faults to thee to be the fooles reproach 9 As one strook dumbe depriv'd of sense complaint my mouth made none Nor opened once that two-leav'd fence for thou didst what was done 10 Thy plague away from mee revoke more than I can withstand That am consumed by the stroke of thy resistlesse hand 11 When man for sinne thy chastning wroth with stripes calls home againe Thou melt'st his beauty like a Moth sure earthly man is vaine Selah 12 Heare Lord my praier and with thine eares consider of my cries Hold not thy peace my speaking teares hot-showring from mine eies For I a stranger am with thee nor seat have certaine here A sojourner thou harbour'st mee as all my fathers were 13 O spare mee with a little breath my strength to mee restore Before I goe from hence to death and then I be no more PSAL. 40. Expectans expectavi Ad Praestantem Davidis Psalmus AS waiting for the Lord I stai'd I waited patiently And he to mee with present aide inclining heard my cry 2 He brought mee from the groaning pit out of the my'rie clay Upon a rocke my feet did fit and ord'red all my way 3 He gave into my mouth a song that newly was compil'd A Psalme to praise that did belong and to our God was stil'd This sight shall many eies behold and feare what he hath done Their hopes shall on the Lord lay hold by my example wonne 4 Blest is the man whose hopes reflect upon the Lord his eies That to the proud gives no respect nor such as turne to lies 5 O Lord my God thy wonders wrought thy thoughts no thought of man As thou to us to thee hath brought nor bring in order can 6 When I to speake of them addresse and would their summe declare Names greater than I can expresse past number summes they are 7 No sacrifice didst thou desire yet opened hast mine eares Nor offring-burnt for sinne require which bloud-stain'd Altar beares 8 My selfe I come then said I loe the booke-roll to attest Thy will my God I joy to doe thy Law is in my brest 9 I to the great Assembly told the Justice that thou shew'st Nor shall my lips refraine behold and that O Lord thou know'st 10 Thy Justice did I not obscure hid in my heart to dwell Thy faithfulnesse did I assure and thy salvation tell Thy loving kindnesse have I not nor yet thy truth conceal'd Nor in the great
confusion set Beneath the vaile that on mee lies my face and shame are met 16 The loud reproachers voice I heare the proud blasphemer brooke To see thy face my foe I feare and for th' Avenger looke 17 All this upon us have we felt yet have not thee forgot Nor falsly with thy Covenant dealt therein we fail'd thee not 18 Our heart is backward turn'd to none revolt is not our fault Our steps out of thy pathes not gone nor in thy pathes did halt 19 In dens where Dragons draw their breath though thou hast crush't us neere And covered with the shade of death our heads thou heldst so deare 20 If of our God at any time the Name we have forgot Or of a stranger god the crime our hands up-lifted blot 21 Where-ever selfe this sinne bestowes shall God not search it out For he the very secrets knowes in heart un-brought about 22 For thy sake all day are we kill'd whom else no crime could staine On this account our bloud is spill'd like sheep in shambles slaine 23 Awake why sleep'st thou all this space for ever leave us not 24 Rise Lord why hidest thou thy face our wants our woes forgot 25 Our soule is humbled to the dust our belly glew'd to ground Rise help redeem us of whose trust thy mercy is the bound PSAL. 45. Eructavit cor meum Ad Praestantem super Shoshannim filiis Corâ—h Canticum Amorum MIne heart is working out a piece of peerlesse skill Mine argument the King my tongue a speedy writers quill 2 Than Adams sonnes more faire grace from thy lips doth flow His blessings therefore God on thee for ever did bestow 3 Gird on thy thigh thy sword great Champion as thou art 4 With glory arm'd and high renowne faire prosper thy desert 5 Ride on the word of Truth and Meeknesse reigne thy Steeds With Justice manag'd thy right hand shall teach thee dreadfull deeds 6 Whole Nations under thee thine arrowes sharp shall bring Shall of thy foes subdue the heads and pierce the hearts O King 7 Thy Throne O God out-lasts the longest ages light Thy Kingdomes Scepter as the hand that holds the Scepter right 8 Just as thy hate thy love with Justice loves to goe Thy hate against injustice just holds wickednesse thy foe Thee therefore God thy God so to himselfe endeers As to annoint thee with the oile of joy above thy Peers 9 In robes perfum'd with teares of Myrrhe and Aloë clad With Cassia from the Ivory roofes more than thy Makers glad 10 Kings daughters in thy Traine of thee their honour hold Upon thy right hand sits the Queen attir'd in Ophir gold 11 O daughter heare and see hereto encline thine eare Thy people and thy fathers house forget that thine they were 12 So covet shall the King thy beauty his desire He is thy Lord him serve observe adore with heart entire 13 Tyres daughter with a gift shall there beseech thy face The wealthy Sydons peopled shores with presents sue for grace 14 The daughter of the King all-glorious is within Her robes of gold her fairer face her fairest soules faire Inne 15 So comes she to the King in vesture needle-wrought With Virgin-Ladies of her traine to thee shall she be brought 16 This Royall Troup along shall joy and gladnesse bring And enter shall they in this pomp the Palace of the King 17 Sonnes in thy fathers stead of thee shall he beget Sonnes whom thou maist in all the earth for soveraigne Princes set 18 Thy Name to age and age shall my remembrance sing The people therefore on thy praise shall ever dwell O King PSAL. 46. Deus noster refugium Ad Praestantem siliis Choreh super Gnalamoth Cantiâ—um ON God our stay and strength we ground that refuge else have none Aboundantly in trouble found when other helps are gone 2 Though earth should change we would not feare although the mountaines steep Were rent and hurri'd here and there dis-bowell'd in the deep 3 Should waves of waters roare and swell or should the mountaines shake When seas against the rockes rebell and billowes batt'rie make Selah 4 There is a river streaming by makes glad Gods Citie walls The holy Torrent O most-Hie that from thy Mansion falls 5 Amidst her God this care hath tooke remov'd she shall not be Which forth before the morning looke will God her keeper see 6 The Heath'ns enrag'd these tumults felt mov'd Kingdomes made a noise He thundred and the earth did melt when God gave forth his voice 7 The Lord of Hosts is on our side our hosts to fortifie The God of Jacob shall abide for us a refuge hie Selah 8 O come but hither and behold what workes the Lord hath wrought What desolations late and old his hand on earth hath brought 9 Unto the earths extremest ends he maketh warre expire The bow he breakes the speare he rends the chariots burnes with fire 10 That I am God surcease and know among the Heath'ns will I Exalted be by high and low and in the earth made hie 11 The Lord of Hosts is on our side our hosts to fortifie The God of Jacob shall abide for us a refuge hie PSAL. 47. Omnes Gentes plaudite Ad Praestantem filiis Choreh Psalmus YE people all the Quire to fill come clap your hands on hie With joyfull voice to God shout shrill triumphant melodie 2 For dreadfull is the Lord most-High through earth a mighty King 3 That Tribes and Nations farre and nigh beneath our feet did bring 4 An heritage for us he chose right not to be remov'd The excellency to dispose of Jacob his belov'd 5 In triumph with applauding noise is God himselfe gone by The Lord is with the Trumpets voice ascended up on hie 6 Sing make the praise of God your mirth sing praises to our King 7 For God is King of all the earth a Psalme instructive sing 8 Above the Heath'ns God raignes alone co-equall none admits Above the Heav'ns upon his Throne of Holinesse he sits 9 The Nations Princes feed among the God of Abrahams flocke For earths great shields to God belong their high-exalted Rocke PSAL. 48. Magnus Dominus Canticum Psalmi filiorum Coreh GReat is the Lord prais'd all abroad but chiefly to be prais'd Where in the Citie of our God his holy Mount is rais'd 2 Mount Sion beauteous is in site besides the Northern lands Of all the earth the glad delight the great Kings Citie stands 3 God in her Palaces is knowne for her a refuge hie 4 For Kings behold oppugnants grow'n are gone together by 5 This wondrous sight strook suddenly such terrour in their mind No heart to stay scarce feet to flie could feare confounded find 6 Upon them feare strong hold did build and paine the racke of feare 7 As when a woman bigge with childe her burthen throwes to beare 8 So tempest-beaten at their leake the ships salt water drinke The ships of Tarshish dost thou breake and with an
thy bosome void Why this while thou withdrawne dost stand Destroier undestroi'd 13 For why God is my King of old by whom Salvations wrought Doe we amidst the earth behold as from their fountaine brought 14 Through standing seas divided walls thy power thy peoples leads And with thy batt'ring water-falls thou break'st the Dragons heads 15 Leviathans great heads more great thy surges swept away Thou gav'st him to be peoples meat the Desert-dwellers prey 16 Thou mad'st out of the stony rocke whole flouds and fountaines flie And through their laps to lead thy flockes drew'st mighty rivers drie 17 Thine is the day the night is thine thou hast prepar'd the light By day the golden Sunne to shine the silver Moone by night 18 The seas shut up within their shores thou quarter'st out the coasts The Summers and the Winters flow'rs thou lay'st with fires and frosts 19 Remember Lord how this reproach the Enemie did frame How foolish people did encroach that durst blaspheme thy Name 20 Thy Turtles soule commit thou not to be the wild beasts prey Nor thine afflicted flocke forgot for ever cast away 21 Unto thy Covenant have respect for all the earth is darke And here her roofes hath rapine deck't oppression set her marke 22 O let not thine opprest depart repuls't with brand of shame But let the poore afflicted heart and nâ—edy praise thy Name 23 Arise O God thy plea proceed to plead without delay Remember how the foole-mad breed reproach thee all the day 24 Forget not of thine enemies the voice that thee offends Their tumult that against thee â—ise continually ascends PLAL 75. Confitebimur tibi Ad Praestantem Ne corrumpas Psalmus Asaphi Canticum TO thee O God our thankes confesse thy praise we celebrate And neere to us thy Names accesse thy wondrous workes relate 2 When time shall bring about the day that I the Rule receive With Justice will I guide the way and righteous Judgement give 3 The earth and earths in-dwellers all dissolv'd and downe are cast Her shaken fabricke from to fall her pillars I set fast Selah 4 To mad-proud fooles I said Beware let folly be forborne And to the wicked Have a care ye lift not up the Horne 5 Fooles heave not up your Horne on hie lest Heaven your Antliers checke Your words on lowly wing let flie not with a stiffe-borne necke 6 For neither from the East nor West nor Hills high-callings come But God the Judge Some humbleth best Exalteth other some 7 For in his hand the Lord doth beare a cup whose wine is red And full of mixture is the Mere by him distributed Of indignation in this cup on earth the wicked all Wring-out the dregs and drinke them up depriv'd of mercy shall 8 But I for ever will declare and Hymnes of gladnesse bring Which I for praises shall prepare to Jacobs God to sing 9 And of the wicked every horne I from their heads will rend When high shall every beame be borne that forth the Just shall send PSAL. 76. Notus in Iudea Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Psalmus Asaphi Canticum IN Judah God is knowne his Name is great in Israel 2 His Tent in Salem He the same that doth in Sion dwell 3 The burning arrowes there he brake shot from the bow-mans hand The sword and shield made field forsake and warlike bands dis-band Selah 4 Much brighter shines thy Glories Crowne than brightnesse shines by day Thine Excellence of more renowne than are the Mounts of prey 5 There mighty-hearted men lay foil'â— and falling slept their sleep The men of power of power found spoil'd which none found hands to keep 6 O God of Jacob thy reproofe sent many a daring head Chariot and Horse with thundring hoofe to sleep among the dead 7 Thou thou art to be fear'd alone for thy resistlesse might And in thy wrath from then what one shall stand before thy sight 8 From Heaven to have thy Judgement heard it was thy dreadfull will And at thy thundring voice afeard earth trembled and was still 9 When God in Judgement rose to save the meeke on earth un-slaine Selah Praise of mans rage thâ—â— sure shalt have the rest thou shalt â—â—straine 10 Vow to the Lord your God and pay all round about him neere Your present in the presence lay of Jacobs Fathers Feare The spirit of Princes rank-growne pride his gathering spirit shall prune That is on earth an awfull guide to keep their Kings in tune PSAL. 77. Voce mea ad Dominum Ad Praestantem super Ieduthun Asaphi Psalmus I With my voice to God did crie so loud that he might heare My voice to God I rais'd on hie and he to me gave eare 2 While day to my distresse gave light unto the Lord I mourn'd My restlesse sore ran out by night my soule from comfort turn'd 3 I thought on God My troubled thought betooke me no reliefe My spirit complain'd but over-wrought was my complaint with griefe Selah 4 Thou heldst my heavie eyes awake while I with watching weake Would rest but rest I could not take astonish't could not speake 5 I thought upon the daies of old their compleat summe to cast And of our fathers ages told what yeeres in number past 6 I call'd to mind my song by night I commun'd with my heart And throughly out to search my spirit bare every part a part 7 For ever will the Lord displeas'd cast off and not restore And will his anger unappeas'd adde no acceptance more 8 For ever is his Mercy done his Word to ceasing put 9 His Grace hath God forgot so soon in wrath his Bowells shut Selah 10 Or is my sicknesse this said I that I so late began Of his right hand that is Most-Hie the changing turnes to skan 11 To my remembrance will I call what workes the Lord hath wrought What wonders did of late befall will ponder in my thought 12 Of all thy workes will I advise and as I meditate Make my discourses exercise thy doings to relate 13 Most Holy is O God thy way thy Sanctuaries seat Thy Second whom can any say as God as God so great 14 Thou art the God that Strength thou art that strange designes hast showne And of thy power hast made thy part among the people knowne 15 Thy peoples generations thine arme redeem'd of old Thy Jacobs and thy Josephs sons whom Josephs brethren sold. 16 Thy face O God the waters saw the waters saw thy face The trembling waters stood in awe the groaning deeps gave place 17 The clouds on earth their tempests powr'd the skies gave out a sound Thine arrowes from the quiver showr'd made seas on seas rebound 18 Thy thunder-shot roar'd round about the world with lightnings shone The earth was stirr'd and shooke in doubt her day-light lamp was gone Yea even this dreadfull glimm'ring light glad comfort gave their eie That in this darknesse-double-night yet let them see to die 19 Thy way is in the sea aside on
So Israel his hatred got his people held so deare 59 His Tabernacle he forsooke that Shilo lov'd so well His Tabernacle where he tooke delight with men to dwell 60 His Arke his Monument of Power he left in captive bands And gave his Glories beauteous flowre into Distressors hands 61 He chain'd his people to the chance of Tyrants raging blade And wroth with his Inheritance their heads the hostage made 62 Their young men were untimely driven of fire to be the food Their virgins not in marriage given nor by their praisers woo'd 63 Their Priests annointed slaine with glaves and laid on bloudy Beers No widowes on their wedlockes graves to melt some mourning teares 64 So wak't the Lord as after sleep the rowzed sp'rits refine Or as a Giant sowsed deep in lavish cups of wine 65 With Hemorroids on their parts behind his enemies he smote And branded them and all their kind with shames eternall note 66 For Josephs Tent he did refuse or Ephraims Tribe to move 67 But Judah's Royall Tribe did chuse and Sion-Mount his love 68 There built his Temples Hornes on hie his Holy-place so sure That founded to Eternitie might firme as earth endure 69 His servant David hooke and sling he drew from folds of sheep And of a Shepherd made a King a flocke of soules to keep 70 From following Ewes with young ones great of Jacobs chosen seed Possest him of a Regall-seat his Israel to feed And them within this Holy Land with perfect heart he fed Them with a prudent Pastors hand his flocke discreetly led PSAL. 79. Deus venerunt Psalmus Asaphi THine Heritage O God expil'd invading Heath'ns laid waste Thine Holy place have they defil'd on heapes have Salem cast 2 The caskasse of thy servants meat given to the fowle of Heaven And of thy Saints the flesh to eate to earths wild beast is given 3 Their bloud about thy Salem round like waters have they shed Profanely left above the ground their bones un-buried 4 Our neighbours neere on every side reproach us face to face And round about us scorne deride and load us with disgrace 5 How long for ever Lord how long before thine anger turne O shall thy jealousie so strong like fire for ever burne 6 Upon the Heath'n powre out thy wrath and make their Kingdomes flame Whose heart of thee no knowledge hath that call not on thy Name 7 For they have eat up Jacobs race his seed by sword devour'd And on his wasted dwelling place their fire and fury powr'd 8 Call not our former sins to mind with speed some mercy shew Prevent us with thy bowells kind whose losse hath brought us low 9 Help us God of our health and make thy Name the glory share Deliver us for thy Names sake our sins in mercy spare 10 For why live we to see this day to beare this by-word home To heare the Heath'n-blasphemer say Where is their God become To Heath'ns let this be understood before our eyes be read How deare thy vengeance sells the blood of us thy servants shed 11 Let prisoners sighes yet reâ—king warme before thee bring their breath According to thy powerfull arme reserve the sons of death 12 And their reproach which to our paine our neighbours on thee lay Into their bosome Lord againe with seven-fold paine repay 13 So we thy peoples pasture sheep shall ever of thy praise With thankfull Hymnes Memorials keep to Age and Age of daies PSAL. 80. Quiregis Israel Ad Praestantem super Sosannim Gâ—eduth Asaphi Psalmus SHepheard of Israel give eare That Joseph like a sheep dost lead That sitt'st upon the winged-chaire The Cherubims cleare up thy head 2 Before Ephraim and Benjamin Before Manasseh to us come Stirre up thy mighty strength herein And for salvation bring us home 3 To shew that saving health is thine Turne us O turne to us againe Cause thou thy face on us to shine Salvation so shall we attaine 4 Lord God of Hosts how long wilt thou In these extremes of our affaires Hot-smoaking bend thine angry brow Against thy peoples humble praiers 5 Thou mak'st them eate the bread of teares Of teares to drinke in measure great 6 Our neighbours strife to fill our eares With scorne our foes us soule entreat 7 To shew that saving health is thine O God of Hosts turne us againe Cause thou thy face on us to shine Salvation so shall we attaine 8 A Vine from Egypt hast thou brought The Heath'ns dis-planted by thy hand 9 Before thy plant the way hast wrought Which taking root hath fill'd the Land 10 The Hills were covered with the shade That from her fanne of leaves did fall For cold for heat kind shelter made Her stature like Gods Cedars tall 11 Her branches bound the sea a Crowne Her boughes be-deck't Euphrâtes shore 12 Her hedge why hast thou broken downe That passers-by her clusters tore 13 To root it up the woods wild Boare To rend it downe the fields wild Beasts All glutted with her purple gore Were this faire Vines unfitting guests 14 Returne O God of Hosts and now With eyes than light that brighter shine Looke downe from Heaven upon this bough Behold and visit thou this Vine 15 This Vine the strength of thy right hand Stock burnt with fire the boughes cut downe 16 Sonne for thy selfe made strong to stand They perish at thy faces frowne 15 Upon the Man of thy right hand O let thy hand continue long Upon the Son of man let stand Whom for thy selfe thou mad'st so strong 18 So no revolt of ours shall give Our backes to thee to brand with shame O quicken us and we shall live And living call upon thy Name 19 To shew that saving health is thine Lord God of Hosts turne us againe And cause on us thy face to shine Salvation so shall we attaine PSAL. 81. Exultate Deo Ad Praestantem super Gittiâ—h Asaphi TO God our strength with joyfull voice in triumph let us sing To Jacobs God with echoing noise make we the aire to ring 2 Take up the Psalmes sweet melodie the sounding Timbrell bring The pleasant Harp the Psalterie straine voice and wind and string 3 Blow up the Trumpet when the Moone her silver hornes renewes At solemne feast as to have done on our high day we use 4 For this a statute was ordain'd to Israel fore-told A Rite to Jacobs God retain'd for Jacobs sons to hold 5 In Joseph was this witnesse cleer'd when he from Pharaoh's land Went forth a language there I heard I did not understand 6 I eas'd him of the burthen there that on his shoulders lay His palmes by me delivered were from carrying hods of clay 7 Thou call'dst me in distresse thy yoke of bondage I remov'd To thee in cloud of thunder spoke at Meribah thee prov'd Selah 8 Heare O my people my Record and I will witnesse beare O Israel to this my word give thou but heedfull eare 9 Strange God in thee there shall
therefore bowe downe your selves and fall PSAL. 100. Iubilate Deâ— Psalmus ad Confessionem SIng loud unto the Lord a song that all the earth may ring 2 With gladnesse serve the Lord among before him come and sing 3 Know that the Lord is God that he not we our selves did make His pasture-sheep his people we from him our being take 4 Goe in his gates your thankes proclaime his praise within his Courâ—s To praise him and to blesse his Name make thither your resorts 5 For good and gracious is the Lord his Mercy never ends The truth of his eternall Word to Age and Age extends PSAL. 101. Misericordiam Iudicium Davidis Psalmus WHat Mercy and what Judgement say Lord I will sing to thee 2 And wisely take the perfect way when thou shalt come to mee 3 My selfe will good example give to walke with upright heart And others as I live to live amidst my house convert 3 I will not in mine eyes abide a word of Belial I hate their worke that turne aside nor cleave to me it shall 4 A froward heart an evill man from me unknowne depart 5 Detractors tongue nor beare I can proud looke nor large of heart 6 The faithfull of the Land mine eyes soâ—t out with me to sit In perfect way whose walking lies for me is servant fit 7 Within mine house deceitfull wight there shall not any dwell Nor be establisht in my sight whose lips doth leasings tell 8 The wicked all out of the land my morning search shall shut That from Gods City may my hand all evill doers cut PSAL. 102. Domine exaudi Oratio afflicti cùm obruitur efâ—undit coram Domino meditationem suam IN my distresse to comfort me yet heare O Lord my praier And let the crying unto thee of my complaint repaire 2 Hide not thy face from me this day when trouble tells my need Incline thine eare and heare me pray to answer me make speed 3 For here my daies consum'd on earth away like smoake are gone My bones are burnt up lie an hearth of fire-out-eaten stone 4 My heart is smitten downe for dead and withred as the grasse That I to eate my daily bread forgetfull overpasse 5 My breast my sorrowes uncouth Inne breathes forth such broken groanes My flesh but knits up with my skinne a sacke of saplesse bones 6 So mournes the Wildernesses Foule the Hermit-Pellican In Deseâ—t shades so shriâ—kes the Owle portending spells of bane 7 I watch the widow'd Sparrowes watch on houses ridge alone That of her better halfe her match bewailes the comfort gone 8 Reproaches bitter gall my foes cast daily in my dish And in their madnesse make my woes the measure of their wish 9 For I when faintnesse would be fed and thirst no longer beares Have eaten ashes as my bread and blent my drinkes with teares 10 Thine angry threat so sore doth lie so fierce thy wrath doth grow Thy hand but heav'd me up so hie to hurle me downe as low 11 The shadow of my daies declin'd my light in darknesse spends Like withred grasse my breath resign'd the house of death attends 12 But thou O Lord one and the same for ever dost reside And this Memoriall of thy Name shall age and age abide 13 Thou to thy mercies seat shalt climbe and bring thy Sion home For now of mercy is the time the time appointed come 14 Now though thy servants nought relieve delight her stones yet move To see her in the dust they grieve and yet her dust they love 15 Thy Name O lord the Heath'ns shall feare to find what thou hast done And all the Kings on earth to heare what glory thou hast wonne 16 When Sion up the Lord to build in glory shall appeare 17 He to the lowlies praier shall yeeld nor them despise to heare 18 This writing shall remaine un-worne when after-age shall live And praise the people yet un-borne unto the Lord shall give For from his Sanctuaries height he downe did cast his looke The Lord from Heaven did vaile his sight when earths survey he tooke 20 To heare the heavie groanes of those that draw imprison'd breath From chimes of iron chaines to loose the eldest sonnes of death 21 That of the Lord their tongues the Name in Sion may declare And in Jerusalem proclaime his praises what they are 22 When Nations from their farthest home together gathred meet To serve the Lord when Soveraignes come and Kingdomes kisse his feet 23 My strength when able strength began he weakned in my waies Cut off my pilgrimages span and shorter made my daies 24 I said my God post not my Sunne at noone to mid-nights stage My race of daies is halfe to runne thy yeeres are Age and Age. 25 The earths foundations on their weight thou Lord hast laid of old Those lamps of Heaven their orbes their height thy fingers did enfold 26 When they shall perish thou shalt hold the Centre of thy yeeres They as a garment all waxe old as chang'd a vesture weares 27 But thee for evermore the same no compasse comprehends And of thy yeeres eternall frame the circle never ends 28 Thy servants children shall succeed to stand before thee fast And last-succeeding times their seed succeeding shall out-last PSAL. 103. Benedic anima Dâ—vidis MY soule and every secret part within my bodies frame To praise the Lord assist my heart to blesse his holy Name 2 To blesse the Lord let nothing let my soule thy ready way No benefit of his forget with praises to repay 3 Which pardoning all thy sins fore-past wâ—â—h thee in mercy deales To cure thy frailties doth fore-cast and all thy sicknesse heales 4 Which frees thy life from going downe into corruptions Pit His mercies and Compassions Crowne upon thine head doth fit 5 With good things to thy hearts desire which satiates thy mouth And Eagle-like renewes the fire in embers of thy youth 6 To Justices the Lord gives light he guides the ballance best And Judgements executes aright to all that are opprest 7 His waies he made to Moses knowne the limits of his Law His wondrous actions all his owne the sons of Israel saw 8 Compassion from the Lord doth flow for clemencie none such Of suffrance long to anger flow his tender mercy much 9 His censure checkes not each offence he will not alwaies chide Nor keep his anger in suspense for ever to abide 10 He hath not as our sins require with us severely dealt Nor our iniquities like hire to our deserts have felt 11 But as the Heavens unmeasur'd height above the earth is hie Such is his Mercies matchlesse might to them that feare him nie 12 As far as whore the Sunne begins to where he sets the day So farre hath he remov'd our sins and rid his wrath away 13 As with compassion on his sons a fathers bowells melt So in the Lord compassion runs by them that feare him felt 14 For to the mold he knowes we
to them unknowne to fanne their exil'd breed 28 And to Baal Phegors Idoll-head they joyn'd themselves amaine The offrings eating of the dead to powers Infernall slaine 29 Thus they to anger him provoke with Rites that they invent And in the plague upon them broke their follies punishment 30 Then stood up Phineas in pursuit of Cosbies carnall sin His hand did Judgement execute so was the plague call'd in 31 The Author of so just a deed his Justice did commend From age to age that shall succeed whose praise shall never end 32 They vext him at the flouds of strife with Moses ill it went For them he had a weary life and for their sakes was shent 33 Because his spirit they did provoke and him to murmure prest That unadvisedly he spoke and with his lips transgrest 34 The Nations did they not destroy of whom the Lord had said Nor land nor life let them enjoy his charge they disobey'd 35 But mingled with the Heath'ns they were to learne their workes tooke care 36 To serve their Idolls well could beare which were to them a snare 37 The bloud of sons and daughters slaine on Divels Altars stood Of Innocents the bloudy staine of sons and daughters bloud Whose limbes their Divellish-led desire with murthrous hand had pil'd To Cana'n-Idolls burnt with fire the Land with bloud defil'd 38 With works their own thus were they stain'd on them their zeale they spent 39 As their Inventions entertain'd a whoring thus they went 40 The fury therefore of the Lord against his people burn'd His owne Inheritance abhorr'd his love to loathing turn'd 41 He gave them up to Tyran's law into the Heathens hand That whom they hated held in awe and Lord-like might command 42 By enemies with humbling strokes opprest and bow'd they were Whose hand on them laid heavie yokes above their strength to beare 43 Them many a time did he redeem but they eftsoon begin And of their counsells more esteem though humbled for their sin 44 Yet when he saw their hard restraint how their afflictions grew Then hearkning he to their complaint his chastisement withdrew 45 His Covenant did he beare in mind that he with them had strooke On them his many mercies kind repentant pity tooke 46 He gave them to the tender eare of their Commanders will Made them to whom they captives were their eyes with favours fill 47 Proceed O Lord our God to save from Heath'ns our heads to raise That praise thy holy Name may have we glory in thy praise 48 The Lord the God of Israel King be blest eternally Amen let all the people sing all Halelu-jah cry Finis Libri quarti LIB V. PSAL. 107. Consitemini Domino THe Lord is God with thanks expresse His mercy is for ever and 2 So let the Lords redeem'd confesse Redeem'd from their distressors hand 3 Which gathred were out of the lands From shining East from shady West From where the frozen Pole-starre stands From Desert south-seas sun-burnt brest 4 They wandred in the Wildernesse And tooke a solitary way Where soot of man did seldome presse Nor found they City where to stay 5 With hunger pin'd with thirsting faint Their anguish't soule was overcharg'd 6 Then to the Lord they made complaint Who them from their distresse enlarg'd 7 He led them on and brought them home The readiest way for them the best 〈◊〉 to a City they might come 〈…〉 tation where to rest 8 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse That he for Adams sons hath done 9 The thirsty soule he satiates The hungry soule with good sustaines 10 That sits in darknesse at the gates And shade of death in iron chaines 11 Because against the words of God They bent themselves rebelliously Despis'd his counsell and withstood The hand of him that is Most-Hie 12 Thus humbled for they did not well In griefe of heart he let them lie Where downe they fell but helplesse fell For refuge none nor help was nie 13 Distrest unto the Lord they cri'd Who set them free from their distresse 14 From darknesse from deaths shade unti'd And brake their bands of heavinesse 15 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse That he for Adams sons hath done 16 For he the gates of brasse hath broke The gates of brasse against him bent And by his hands resistlesse stroke The iron barres in sunder rent 17 Fooles for their faults afflicted are Whose way hath made their will their law 18 Their soule abhorres all kind of fare Neere to the gates of death they draw 19 Distrest unto the Lord they cry Who them from dying anguish saves 20 He heales them by his words supply And frees them from corrupting graves 21 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse Which he for Adams sons hath done 22 Before him offrings let them lay Confessions of their thankfulnesse And sacrifice of praises pay His workes with shouts of joy expresse 23 They that in ships goe downe to sea And Marts in many waters keep 24 What deeds the Lord hath showne them see His workes of wonder in the deep 25 The stormy wind his word bespake That all the Maine with Mountaines fills The sea-wet starres their mantles shake The brinie downes are turn'd to hills 26 As high as Heaven the billowes mount Dis-mounted deep as hell descend Their melting soule makes small account But feare of death in death to end 27 Thus bandi'd to and fro they reele And stagger like a drunken man Ill may the Pilot rule the keele Where wisedomes care so little can 28 Distrest unto the Lord they crie Who sets them free from their distresse 29 The storme he calmes with cleerer skie And sets their waves at quietnesse 30 The combat ceast the sea-men glad That winds and waves were parted friends He that of them the conduct had To their desired haven them sends 31 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse That he for Adams sons hath done 32 Assembled in the peoples throngs His worthy acts when they repeat With hymnes of praise and thankfull songs Exalt him in the Elders seat 33 Which turnes the flouds to desert sands To drinesse drawes the springing Weâ—â— 34 With salt he sowes the fruitfull lands For their misdeeds that therein dwell 35 Againe he turnes the desert dry To standing pooles with water fill'd 36 And seats the hungry downe thereby Where they to dwell a City build 37 Their fields they sow their vines they plant Which yeeld them fruits of faire encrease 38 Their Mynes of wealth no blessings want Nor suffreth he their heards decrease 39 On them made lesse and low brought downe He makes restraint and anguish prey 40 On Princes leaves contempt to frowne In Deserts lets them lose their way 41 Yet
Aaron blesse 13 Be â—t your state small meanes afford sit ye in honours seat Young old that feare the Lord the Lord will blesse you small and great 14 To adde to you and to your race the Lord will yet proceed To multiply on you his grace on you and on your seed 15 The blessed of the Lord ye are his blessings ye partake Your Maker he makes you his care that Heaven and Earth did make 16 The Heavens Heavens supremest Heaven the Lord alone commands The Earth to Adams sons hath given to serve him in all lands 17 And though the dead Lord of thy praise no song in silence sing 18 To praise thee Lord shall endlesse daies our Halelu-jahs ring Halelu-jah PSAL. 116. Dilexi quoniam I Love the Lord that so lov'd mee my voice my praiers to heare 2 And in my daies will call for hee to mee inclin'd his care 3 The pangs of death did wind about and had beset mee round The straights of Hell had found me out distresse and griefe I found 4 Upon the Lords Name then I call'd and ecchoing did repeat Deliver thou my soule enthrall'd O Lord I thee entreat 5 How gracious is the Lord and just our God is mercifull 6 The Lord the simple keeps from dust my ransom'd head did pull 7 Soule to thy rest returne for why the Lord hath rendred thee 8 My soule from death from teares mine eye my feet from falling free 9 My walkes before the Lord I make the lands of them that live 10 I did beleeve and therefore spake for greatly did I grieve 11 I did as feare and haste conceiv'd All men are lyars say 12 For bounties from the Lord receiv'd what gift shall I repay 13 Salvations cup will I up take and on the Lords Name call 14 And of my vowes now payment make before his people all 15 His gracious Saints the Lord beholds his eyes high-prize their daies Their death in deare account he holds and with revenge repaies 16 Sure Lord I am thy servant one redeem'd from hostile hands Thy servant I thy hand-maids sonne thou hast unloos'd my bands 17 A sacrifice of praise to thee my thankfull heart shall frame My sacrifice O Lord shall be to call upon thy Name 18 My vowes I to the Lord will pay and put them off no more But on my hearts pure altar lay his people all before 19 Lord in thy houses courts let me these vowes upon me bring O Salem in the midst of thee mine Halelu-jah sing Halelu-jah PSAL. 117. Laudate Dominum O Praise the Lord ye Gentiles all throughout the earth that dwell Upon his Name all Nations call his praise all people tell 2 For towards us his Graciousnesse his Mercies mighty store And of the Lord the faithfulnesse endures for evermore Halelu-jah PSAL. 118. Confitemini Domino THe Lord is good with thankes confesse his mercy is for ever 2 Let Israel now say no lesse his mercy faileth never 3 Now Aarons house acknowledge may his mercy is for ever 4 Let them that feare the Lord now say his mercy faileth never 5 From where in straight distresse I lay unto the Lord I cri'd The Lord made answer with my way about me made more wide 6 The Lord for me I feare not all what man can doe to mee 7 The Lord my helpers helps I shall upon my haters see 8 The hopes that on the Lord are laid lye safer than on man 9 Our hopes the Lord can better aide than powerfull Princes can 10 All Nations round about me came conspirers for my fall But in the Lords more-powerfull Name I shall cut off them all 11 They prest in swarmes on every side on every side they swarm'd But Lord thy Name my weapon tri'd to cut them off me arm'd 12 Like swarmes of Bees their forces link't they round about me bent Whom Lord like fire in thornes extinct thy Name shall soon prevent 13 That I might fall by some offence thou hast thrust at me sore But yet a hand in my defence the Lord my helper bore 14 The Lord is of my strength the summe the subject of my songs And my salvation is become to whom my life belongs 15 The voice of joy and health is heard in tents where Justice dwells The right hand of the Lord up-rear'd in fortitude excells 16 The right hand of the Lord preferr'd preheminence hath wonne The right hand of the Lord up-rear'd right valiant deeds hath done 17 Thy deeds in death Lord they that dwell to light have never brought I shall not die but live to tell what workes the Lord hath wrought 18 Thy stripes O Lord I feele some bloud thy chastisement did draw Yet hath not given me up for food to deaths devouring jaw 19 The gates of Justice open mee that I may enter there And there O Lord confesse to thee that Saints thy praise may heare 20 Of God the Lord this is the gate the Just shall enter there 21 Where thee my Saviour celebrate will I whom thou didst heare 22 The Stone the Builders did despise is made head corner-stone 23 And marvellous is in our eyes this that the Lord hath done 24 This day the Lord that gave it light did unto us commend This Festivall from morne to night let joy and gladnesse spend 25 Save now O Lord send happinesse Hosanna now we sing Salvation Lord and good successe Hosanna to our King 26 Who in the Lords Name comes Good-speed faire blessings him befall We from the Lords House whence proceed all blessings blesse you all 27 God is the Lord that light affords hath given us gladsome mornes The Host for sacrifice with cords bind to the Altars hornes 28 Thou art my God I will confesse that hast exalted me What then my God can I doe lesse but thy Exalter be 29 O praise the Lord beyond all bounds whose goodnesse doth extend Whose tender mercy farther sounds than time shall ever end PSAL. 119. Beati immaculati Octostichon Acrostichon 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ALl blessed they in perfect way that undefil'd are found That of their walkes the steps to stay make Lord thy Law their bound 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 All blessed they that all their daies and daily care convert To keep his Testimonies waies him seeke with all their heart 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 As no iniquitie they doe his waies their walking guide As stedfast in his pathes they goe then footing cannot slide 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 All thy Commandments give command to doe as to discerne To stand to as to understand to live in as to learne 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 Assisted O that by thy grace directed were my waies So should my foot-steps hold their place thy Statutes be my staies 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Abasht confusion should not fall nor shame on me reflect While unto thy Commandments all I had a due respect 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 An upright heart will I prepare to make thy praise
THe evill man the violent from me O Lord keep farre 2 Whos 's heart on mischiefe wholly bent they daily gather warre 3 They like a Serpent whet their tongue beneath their lips beare stings With Aspes fell poyson to be stung lesse deadly danger brings Selah 4 Lord keep me from the wicked hand and from the violent To thrust away my feet which stand and study to prevent 5 For me the proud have hid a snare with cords wide spread a net Way-laid my path at un-aware their grins for me have set Selah 9 Thou to the Lord my God I said to heare this voice of mine A suitor to thy grace for aide thine eare O Lord encline 7 Lord God my strength my strength to lead my saving health from harmes Thou sett'st the Helmet on my head upon the day of Armes 8 Lord wicked men encourage not nor grant them their desire O further not his crafty plot lest further they aspire Selah 9 Upon my chiefest haters head that compasse me about A covering of their lips to spread let mischiefe maâ—ke them out 10 Let burning coales on them descend hot fire on them let fall And into dungeons deep them send whence rise they never shall 11 A man of tongue shall never grow establish't in the land But evill to his overthrow shall hunt the griping hand 12 I know the Lord will Justice frame the poore opprest to quit The Just shall sure confesse thy Name the right before thee sit PSAL. 141. Ad te Domine Psalmus Davidis TO this complaint O Lord of mine thy speedy help apply Thine eare unto my voice encline when unto thee I cry 2 As incense let my praier be sent and right before thee rise Let mine up-lifted palmes present an evening sacrifice 3 Set Lord a watch my mouth before my wandring tongue to tie And of my lips keep fast the doore whence words have wings to flie 4 To evill further not my heart pretences to pretend Their dainties let me eate no part whom wicked deeds commend 5 But smite me let the Just in love his hand up-lifted lights Compassions his reprovings prove his Mawle in mercy smites Such balme none such the wicked powre shall never breake mine head For in their evills evill houre my praier for them shall plead 6 Their â—udges though by hands of rockes lie fell'd beneath our feet To heare my sayings swarme by flockes for they are pleasing sweet 7 Our scattred bones together put the mouth of Hell receives As stone on earth from Quarry cut as chips the cleaver cleaves 8 But unto thee O God the Lord mine eyes attendant looke When help thou wilt my hopes afford leave not my soule forsooke 9 Preserve me from the handed-snare which they for me have laid And grins for which their wicked care with cost and paine hath paid 10 But let the wicked downe be cast his toile his taker be While I together over-past his fall my safety see PSAL. 142. Voce mea ad Dominum Maschil Davidis cùm esset in spelunca oratio MY voyce up to the Lord I strain'd and shew'd my wofull case My voyce unto the Lord complain'd and humbly su'd for grace 2 My meditation I prepar'd before him to expresse Before his face have I declar'd and powr'd out my distresse 3 When sunk my spirit within me lay my path then didst thou know A snare to walk on in my way they closely did bestow 4 On my right hand I lookt and saw to know me there was none All refuge did from me withdraw to seeke my soule not one 5 To thee ô Lord I cry'd and said to thee my hopes arrive My lot before me thou hast lay'd the land of them that live 6 Consider my complaint to thee attend my low-brought cry From my pursuers rescue me they stronger are than I. 7 My soule out of close prison bring I shall confesse thy Name The just about me in a ring thy bountie shall proclaime PSAL. 143. Deus exaudi Psalmus Davidis HEare Lord my prayer my fuits entend which I for grace to thee And to thy faithfulnesse commend in justice answer me 2 And enter not by judgements right thy servants sins to sound For justifi'd shall in thy sight not one that lives be found 3 My soule is by my foe pursu'd my life to earth lies smit Among the dead for ever mew'd in darknesse set to sit 4 My spirit within me spent hath left my understanding craz'd My troubled heart of rest bereft amidst me lyes amaz'd 5 I call to mind the daies of old on all thy worke I muse Thy deeds my serious thoughts behold what passe thy hands peruse 6 To thee I stretch forth either hand thy help to entertaine My soule â—or thee as weary land thirsts after welcome raine Selah 7 Haste Lord and heare my spirit is done hide not thy face from me Like them that downe the pit are gone lest else made soon I be 8 Thy morning mercy make me heare in thee I trust to mee The way I am to walke make cleere I list my soule to thee 9 From my pursuing enemies O Lord deliver me That where my safeties shelter lies for covert flie to thee 10 Thou art my God to doe thy will O make me understand To guide me thy good Spirit instill where right commands the land 11 And for that Names sake of thine owne thou Lord shalt quicken mee As for thy Justice thou art knowne my soule from pressure free 12 Against my foes thy power employ make strong thy Mercies arme My soules distressors all destroy that me thy servant harme PSAL. 144. Benedictus Dominus Davidis BLest be the Lord my Rocke of Might my Fortresse never farre By whom my hands are taught to fight my fingers fram'd for warre 2 My Mercy my strong Hold my Towre my Saviour and my Shield In whom I trust and by whose power to me my people yeeld 3 Lord what is man that thy respect to know him takes such care Why on the sons of man reflect and reckon what they are 4 Man is of vanity a masse made up on earth to creep Whose daies as slides the shadow passe to death the house of sleep 5 Thy Heav'ns O Lord bow and come downe with tempests warning stroke And with thy clouds the Mountaines crowne but touch and they shall smoake 6 Lighten thy lightnings fi'ry darts to scatter them withall Send home thine arrowes to their hearts and troubled make them fall 7 Thy saving hand send from on hiâ— for my deliverance stand Rid from the many waters nie freed from strange childrens hand 8 Whose mouth of vanitie the mold dissembles in their stile On falshood whose right hand takes hold a right hand full of guile 9 To thee O God prepare will I a new-set song to sing On ten-string'd Lute and Psalterie with sound of voice and string 10 His gift it is whereby Kings stand salvation that they have Doth from the sword in mischiefes hand