3 ' Gainst those that persecute me win the Field 4 Confound and bring to shame mine enemies To hurt and wrong my Soul they still devise 5 As chaff 'fore wind thine Angel still them chase 6 And persecute them in dark slipry place 7 For without cause in pit they hid a Net To take my soul which without cause they set 8 At unawares let him be catch't in thraul And in the Net he set for others fall 9 My soul thus sav'd shall joyfully record And sound the wondrous praises of the Lord. 10 My bones shall say Lord who is like to thee That poor thus say'st from their strong enemie 11 False witness to my charge lay things untrue Guilty would make me of what I ne're knew 12 And for my good they do reward me ill My soul disquieting seeks it to spill 13 But as for me when they were sick I mourn'd Cloth'd me in sackcloth and my prayer return'd 14 Upon my self whilst I like as a brother Hung down my head and mourn'd as for a mother 15 But they rejoyce in mine adversitie In multitudes combining still ' gainst me Though I were ignorant and did't not fear They cruelly ceas't not my flesh to tear 16 With hypocriticall feast-mockers they Gnashed their teeth as if they would me slay 17 How long wilt thou look on Lord rescue me From Dogs and Lyons paws eke set me free 18 In congregation great I 'le praise thy Name And ' mongst much people I 'le advance thy fame 19 Let not my causeless foes have cause to see The day wherein they 'd triumph over me 20 They speak not peace but ever under hand mischeif devise ' gainst th' quiet of the land 21 Their mouth they open wide at me and say A ha our eyes have seen it this our day 22 This thou seest be not silent nor from me 23 But in thy justice wake Lord set me free 24 Judge me according to thy Righteousness Nor let my foes rejoyce in my distresse 25 Let not them in their hearts insult and say So would we have it ha he 's made our prey 26 Cloath them with shame confusion miserie Who seek themselves ' gainst me to magnifie 27 But let them joy that my just cause do love And sing aloud exalt our God above Who doth delight and in himself to see His servants prosper in prosperitie 28 My Tongue it shall speak of thy righteousness And all my dayes thy praises shall express XXXVI 1 TH' transgression of the wicked tells to me From him he puts Gods fear he will not see 2 Himself in his own eyes he flatters still Whilest that his deeds be found hateful and ill 3 For in his mouth sin and deceit doth dwell Not wise not good he doth his deeds do tell 4 Upon his bed mischeif he doth devise Abhors not evill doth all good despise 5 Thy mercy Lord reacheth the Heavens hie Thy Faithfulness above the cloudy Skie 6 Thy Righteousness like Mountaines Truth Seas deep For thou preservest man and beasts doth keep 7 O Lord thy loving kindness doth excell Therefore men trust under thy wings to dwel 8 Thy houses fatness fills them to the brink Thy rivers pleasure in full draught they drink 9 Th' fountain of life in thee alone doth lie And in thy light a lasting light we spie 10 To them that know the Lord thy goodness shew Thy righteousness to those in heart most true 11 Let not the proud mans foot against me come Nor hands of wicked cause me quit my room 12 There wicked are cast down mine enemies They 'r faln and are not able to arise PSAL. XXXVII 1 BEcause of evill doers do not fret To envy wicked men do thou forget 2 For as the grasse cut down they 'l fade away And as the herbs they 'l wither and decay 3 Trust in the Lord do good so shalt thou dwell In land of th' living and be fed full well 4 Eke in the Lord delight and then shall he What ere thy heart requesteth give to thee 5 Thy wayes to God commit and in him trust And he 'l acomplish thy desires just 6 He will bring forth thy Righteousness in sight And thy just dealing as the Noon-day light 7 Rest in the Lord fret not wait patiently Though they 〈◊〉 prosper that wickedly 1 From Anger Wrath and to do evil cease Fret not thy self disturbing thy souls peace 9 For evil doers shall in their demerit Be all destroyed the just their land inherit 10 For yet a little and the wicked's gone Though thou them diligently seek there 's none 11 As for the meek they shall possess the land Delight in thee none can their peace withstand 12 The wicked plot gnash teeth against the just 13 God laugh's at him for he to tryal must 14 Though they draw sword bend bow and seek to slay And to o'rethrow the just in their right way 15 Their sword shall enter into their own heart Their bow be broken to encrease their smart 16 A little that the Righteous hath is more Then all the wicked's riches heapt up store 17 Broken shall be the wicked's strength and arms But God upholds the right'ous from all harms 18 God knows the day of the upright they shall Enjoy Inheritance perpetuall 19 Nor shall they be ashamed in th' evil dayes But in the time of famine eat and praise 20 But wicked perish shall Gods enemies As fat of Lambs consume or smoak that flies 21 The wicked borrow but do not restore Th' righteous mercies reach unto the poor 22 Such as be blest of him the earth shall herit Such as be curst cut off for their demerit 23 A good mans steps the Lord doth order still His way delights in saveth him from ill 24 And though he fall he shall not quite decay For th' hand of God is his support and stay 25 I have been young am old yet did ne'r see The just beg bread nor his posteritie 26 He 's mercifull and lends his seed is blest 27 Depart from ill do good and ever rest 28 God judgement loves his Saints he ne'r forsakes But of the wickeds seed no care he takes 29. Th' just the Land inherits dwels for ever 30 His mouth speak wise 's tongue doth judgment deliver 31 The Law of God is graven in his heart None of his steps shall slide nor he depart 32 The wicked watch the just seek him to slay 33 But God will not condemn though him judge they 34 On God wait keep his way he 'l exalt thee And wicked quite cut off thine eye't shall see 35 I 've seen the wicked in prosperitie Spreading himself much like a green bay-tree 36 Yet by he past for lo he was not sound I sought him but he no where could be found 37 The perfect man then mark behold th' upright His end is peace and glorious is his night 38 Those that transgress shall be destroyed together The wicked's ends shall be cut off for ever
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
trouble them and say Yet have I set my King on Sion he My will declares and also my decree For in this wise the Lord to me did say Thou art my Son whom I begot this day The heathen I 'le thee give at thy request So shall all Nations be by thee possest Then shalt thou break them with an Iron rod And as a Potters sherd they shall be trod â—0 Be wise therefore I say O Kings and hear â—1 Serve ye the Lord with trembling and with fear 12 See that ye kiss and eke embrace his Son Lest in mid-way ye perish e'r't be done When that his wrath is kindled ne're so small Blessed are they make him their all in all PSAL. III. 1 HOw are my foes increast that vex me sore 2 O Lord they say thou can'st not me restore 3 But thou O Lord shalt be to me instead Of Shield and Glory thou lifts up my head 4 I cry'd to God from Sion he did hear 5 I lay and slept secured in his fear 6 Ten thousand folkes shalt not make me afraid The Lord he is my God and eke mine aid 7 Save me therefore O Lord to thee I seek And smite mine Enemies upon the cheek 8 Salvation doth belong to God above Who doth bestow upon his Saints his love PSAL. IV. 1 O Lord my God give ear unto my call Who didst me free when I was worst of all Have mercy on me Lord grant my request For unto thee to cry I will not rest 2 O mortal men how long will ye despise My Glory me and follow after lies 3 Know ye that godly men the Lord doth chuse If I complain he will me not refuse 4 Sin not therefore examine well your heart And try if you can you your selves convert 5 Offer to God the Sacrifice therefore Of righteousness and trust him evermore 6 The proudest men do worldly things embrace But Lord grant us thy favour and thy grace 7 For thou thereby shall make my heart the more Rejoyce then those that get their corn in store 8 I therefore will lye down and sleep in peace For thou to do me good wilt never cease PSAL. V. 1 GIve ear unto my words O Lord and hear 2 My cry O Lord my God and eke my prayer 3 Hear me betimes O Lord and not stay For to thee only will I dayly pray 4 Through patience I will trust in God alone For wickednesse with him there dwelleth none 5 The foolish shall not stand in the Lords sight Neither shall those that do not walk upright 6 Thou shalt destroy those that do lying use The bloody man thou also wilt refuse 7 Therefore I 'le come trusting upon thy grace Unto thy house and to thy holy place 8 Lord lead me in thy righteousness my foes For to destroy and eke thy face disclose 9 For in their mouths there is no truth their throat 's An open Sepulchre their tongues are floates 10 Destroy their false conspiracies to nought And them which also have rebellion wrought 11 But those that put their trust in thee alwayes Rejoyce for their defence and give thee praise 12 For thou wilt e're the Saints encrease and still Like as a Shield protect them from all ill PSAL. VI. 1 LOrd in thy wrath rebuke me not for I Can never prosper in such misery 2 For I am weak O Lord therefore forbear To slay me for my bones are vext with fear 3 My Soul O Lord is also vex't full sore But Lord how long e're thou wilt me restore 4 Return unto my soul O Lord and take It up unto thy felf for thy Name sake 5 For no dead men remembrance on thee have Neither have those that goe into the grave 6 So grievous is my moane such are my feares That all the Night I fill my bed with tears 7 Mine eyes with griefe do now begin to fade Against mine enemies Lord be thou mine aid 8 Ye workers of iniquity depart The Lord hath heard the voyce of my sad heart 9 He also heard my prayer and my request And did more for me then can be exprest 10 And those my foes that vexed me before Lord put them now to shame and vex them sore PSAL. VII 1 O Lord my God I put my trust in thee Save me from foes and eke deliver me 2 Lest like a Lyon they my soul do tear Which makes me daily full of dread and fear 3 O God if I have done what is not right Or that I be found guilty in thy sight 4 Or if my quiet neighbour did molest Or did not save my foe with bondage prest 5 Then let my foes pursue my soul and thrust My life to earth mine honour to the dust 6 Rise up therefore and put my foes to pain And then give ease to me which wrong sustain 7 Then shall great Nations know that by this thing Thou art their onely God and eke their King 8 And as thou judgest all so Lord judge me According to mine own integritie 9 Lord cease from wicked men be thou the guide Of Saints for by thee their own hearts are try'd 10 From God comes my defence who saves th' upright 11 Both Saints and Sinners daily feel his might 12 Except he change his mind he will make fit His Sword he bends his bow looks where to hit 13 He hath prepar'd his Darts they will not stay But those which are his Enemies they 'l slay 14 Lo though they for their evill deeds contend In travell they will quickly come to end 15 They dig a pit thinking therein to set Their brother but are caught in their own Net 16 Which wrong return'd to him in whom it bred And what mischiefe he wrought fell on his head 17 I will therefore give thanks to God on high And sing to him that judgeth righteously PSAL. VIII 1 O Lord how wonderfull thy works appear The fame thereof surmounts the heavens clear 2 Out of the mouth of babes strength thou hast made That they might make thine Enemies afraid 3 And when the heavens and thy works I see The Sun and Moon and all in their degree 4 Lord what is man I think that thou dost eye Both him and his wretched posterity 5 For thou hast made him also in degree Most like to Angells in their dignitie 6 Thou hast preferr'd him to be Lord of all Thy workes and that they should unto him fall 7 As Sheep Oxen all beasts in field that feed 8 Birds in the air and Fish in Sea that breed 9 Therefore will I say once again what fame Is to be given to thy glorious Name PSAL. IX 1 MY heart O Lord shall praise thy Holy Name And shall shew forth thy works of wondrous fame 2 I will be glad and eke in thee rejoyce I will sing praise to thee Lord heare my voyce 3 When thou shalt make my foes to flee from hence They shall all perish by omnipotence 4 Thou hast maintain'd my cause all with
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
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
he that did rebell Thou did'st subdue that he with thee might dwell 19 Blessed be God who pours on us his grace From day to day he 's God of our Solace 20 He 's God alone who 's our Salvation ever And who from grief and pain doth us deliver 21 But God shall wound the head of 's enemies And th' hairy scalp of those that ill devise 22 From Bashan I he said my folk will bring From depth of Seas and from the liquid spring 23 Their feet shall dip in th' blood of those my Name That hate th' tongues of their dogs shall do the same 24 They 've seen how thou dost all thy foes deface And how thou go'st into thine holy place 25 Singers the Van lead Minsterells the reare Damsels in midsts of Timbrills playing were 26 Let Israel's Congregation praise the Lord Let Jacobs seed do th' like with one accord 27 Their chief was Ben. But Juda made the hosts With Zebulun Napthali in their coasts 28 As God hath giv'n the pow'r so Lord command The thing in us thou 'st wrought ever to stand 29 Thy temple in gifts give the Lord will we Kings at Je-ru-sa-lem give praise to thee 30 Rebuke great spear-men that prize war not peace As Bulls and Calves their tumults cause to cease Till they submit and tribute to thee yeeld Scatter thou them and make them quit the field 31 Princes from Egypt then shall come to see And Ethiopia stretch her hand to thee 32 Ye Kingdomes of the Earth sing to the Lord And to our God all praises due afford 33 To him that rides upon the Heavens high That was of old his voice doth peirce the skie 34 All strength to God ascribe praise him aloud His strength mounts Is-ra-el and 's o're the cloud 35 O God thy holiness is dread e're more Jacobs God gives us strength praise him therefore PSAL. LXIX SAVe me O God lest waters me o're spread So nigh my soul they come I 'm fore afraid 2 I stick in mire and almost drowned be I feel no ground the seas so o're flow me 3 With crying oft I faint my throat is drie Mine eyes me fail while I look God on high 4 My foes that hurt my soul with hate are led In number they surmount th' haires of my head They vex me causlesse prosper and are glad And make me give the things that I ne're had 5 O Lord thou know'st the foolishnesse of me Nor are my iniquities hid from thee 6 Let none that seek and wait on thee have shame 7 Because I 've born reproach that bears thy Name 8 Unto my brethren stranger I became And to Mothers son I alien am 9 For th' zeal to thee I bear they fall on me I grieve to hear their checks and taunts at thee 10 I wept chastned my soul with fast yet they To give me great reproach do not delay 11 Of sackcloth also I my garment made As of a Proverb so of me they said 12 They speak ' gainst me that sit within the Gate And drunkards frequently of me do prate 13 Lord then I pray that when it pleaseth thee Thou wilt alway send down thine aide to me 14 Let me not sinck but from the mire me keep From enemies and from the waters deep 15 Lest with the waves the depth should me devour And that the pit should shut me in her power 16 O Lord to me give ear for thou' rt most kind As thou art mercifull have me in mind 17 Hide not thy face from me O Lord for I In trouble am but answer speedily 18 Redeem my soul O Lord do thou draw nigh And me deliver from mine enemy 19 Thou know'st what shame and troubles fall on me For all mine enemies before thee be 20 Reproach and heaviness my heart have broke I look't for pity but none eas'd the stroke 21 And in my meat they also gave me gall When thirst they gave me Vinegar withall 22 Lord make their table then become a snare That prove their trap where they thought well to fare 23 Blind thou their eyes that they may never see And to themselves a terrour let them be 24 Thy wrath and indignation on them pour In thy displeasure cease on them each hour 25 Let thou their dwelling place be desolate Let none dwell in their tents but all them hate 26 Where thou dost smite they wound without relief Whom thou dost wound they still augment their grief 27 Adde sin unto their sin nor let them come 28 Into thine own account or th' righteous sum 29 But poor O God and sorrowfull am I Let thy salvation set me up on high 30 Then with a song I 'le praise thy holy Name And with thanksgiving magnifie the same 31 This Offering far please thee better shall Then either Ox or Bullock from the stall 32 The humble shall see this also the meek Your hearts shall live which after God do seek 33 He hears the poor nor pris'ners doth despise 34 Earth Seas him praise and all above the skies 35 He 'l Juda's City build and Sion save Much people there their dwelling place shall have 36 Seed of his servants there inherit shall Who loves his Name shall it possesse withall PSAL. LXX 1 MAke haste O God make haste me to deliver Make haste to help me thou' rt my God for ever 2 Put them to shame which do my soul pursue Put them to flight that seek to make me rue 3 For a reward of shame turn them away That scornfully at me do cry Aha 4 Let all those that thee seek be glad rejoyce Such as thee love thee magnifie in voyce 5 But I poor needy am deliver me Thou art my help Lord therefore set me free PSAL. LXXI 1 O Lord my God I trust in thy great Name Let me therefore never be put to shame 2 And in thy righteousness deliver me Incline thine ear and also set me free 3 Be thou my rock to whom resort I may Thou said'st thou would'st my fortresse be alway 4 From th' wicked's hands O Lord deliver me And from those hands that work iniquitie 5 Thou art my hope in whom I dayly trust Ev'n from my youth to thee I had a lust 6 Thou hast me kept e're since that I was born Therefore I 'le praise thee evening and morn 7 As to a wonder folk to me do throng But thou to me O Lord art refuge strong 8 Let thou my mouth be filled with thy praise And of thine honour let me talk alwayes 9 Refuse me not when age my limbs doth take Though strength me fail do not my soul forsake 10 For all my foes would take me through deceit And they that for my soul do dayly wait 11 Say God's forsook him let 's him threaten ever For there is none that now can him deliver 12 O Lord thou need ne're absent from me be But in great haste do thou give help to me 13 Confound my foes and make them all
pray 5 Thou givest them both bread and tears to eat Yea tears they drink in measure full and great 6 Thou mak'st us strife to those that round us be And we are laught at by our enemie 7 Turn us again thy face to shine cause thee On us and then we shall in safety be 8 From Egypt thou O Lord a vine brought hast Thou 'st planted it and out the Heathen cast 9 Thou didst prepare a place and set it fast And it grew great and fil'd the earth at last 10 Hills covered were with shade that from it came And Cedars strong with branches of the same 11 Unto the Sea her boughs so big she sent And eke her branches to the River went 12 And broken down her hedges then why ha'st That all which passe thereby may make it waste 13 The Boar out of the wood wastes it each hour And wild beasts of the field do it devour 14 O Lord of Hosts from Heaven look again We thee beseech and this thy vine sustain 15 Thy plant I say whom thy right hand hath set Support alway and do not it forget 16 They cut it down and eke it burn with fire And we all perish through thy frowning ire 17 Let thy right hand them keep thou keep'st so long And with his Son whom thou hast made so strong 18 So will we not at all go back from thee Us quicken and call on thy Name will we 19 Turn us again thy face to shine cause thee On us and then we shall in safety be PSAL. LXXXI 1 SIng to the Lord our strength with pleasant voice To Jacobs God and eke in him rejoyce 2 Sing Psalmes prepare your instruments most meet And eke strike up of ev'ry string most sweet 3 Blow up your Trumpet in th' new moon I say In th' time appointed on our solemn day 4 For this a statute is to Is-ra-el A Vow which Jacobs God did make full well 5 With Joseph this was made when that he came From Egypt that his seed might do the same When God prepar'd to bring him from that land Whereas that speech he did not understand 6 I from his shoulders th' burden took away And set him free from burning brick of clay 7 When thou in grief did'st call to me and cry I answer'd thee in thunder secretly At th' waters of discord I did thee prove Whereas Gods grace with mutt'ring thou didst move 8 Here O my folk to you I 'le testifie O Israel if thou'lt hearken unto me 9 Thou 'st serve no strange God in the land abroad Nor shalt thou serve a strange or forrain God 10 From Egypt I thy God did set thee free Then ask me much and I will give it thee 11 But my folk would not hearken to my voice Neither would Is-ra-el in me rejoyce 12 So I them gave unto their lusts and will And let them walk in their own counsel still 13 O that my folk had heard me all their dayes And Is-ra-el had walked in my wayes 14 I soon should have subdu'd their enemy And turn'd my hand ' gainst their adversary 15 Who hate the Lord submit t' him should be sure And then they all for ever should endure 16 He would them feed ev'n with the finest wheat And hony from the rock they all should eat PSAL. LXXXII 1 ' MOngst men of might the Lord our God doth stand To plead the truth with Judges of the Land 2 How long will ye in wickedness proceed And eke accept of wicked men indeed 3 The poor and fatherless do thou defend To th' needy and afflicted justice send 4 The poor and needy man do thou deliver And rid him from the wickeds hands for ever 5 They nothing know nor will they understand Th' in darkeness walk no curse is on the Land 6 The Lords above ye are ev'n Gods I 've said All of you are the Sons of your great aid 7 But ye shall dye like men and so decay I 'le all of you destroy and pluck away 8 Up therefore Lord judge th' world with all thy might And eke all Nations take as thine own right PSAL. LXXXIII 1 O Lord my God do not refrain thy tongue Hold not thy peace nor silent be too long 2 Behold thy foes see how they rage and cry And those that hate thee hold their heads on high 3 Thy folk ' gainst they consult and use deceit Eke for thy hidden ones they lie and wait 4 They 've said from be-ing great let 's stroy the same That we no more may think on Israels Name 5 For they 've consulted all with one consent And eke ' gainst thee their wickedness is bent 6 The tents of Edom and the Ismalites The Hagarens and eke the Moabites 7 Gebal Ammon and Amalek conspire Th' Philistines ' gainst thee rise with those at Tire 8 And Ashur eke with them in league will be He 'l also help Lot and 's posteritie 9 As thou serv'dst th' Midianites serve them each one As to Siser Jabin at th' brook Kison 10 Whom thou in Endor Lord didst slay by night That they like dung lay open in thy sight 11 Their Nobles make like Orch Ze-eb yea Their Lords as Zebah and as Zalmunna 12 Who said let all of us throughout the Land God's houses fair receive into our hand 13 Make them O God like wheeles that cannot stay Or like the chaff which windes do blow away 14 As fire that burns the woods both far and nigh And eke as flames that hills consume most high 15 So let thy tempest Lord on them be laid And let thy windy storms make them afraid 16 And eke their faces all fill full of shame That they O Lord may seek thy holy Name 17 Let them be troubled all for thee therefore Let them be put to shame for ever-more 18 That men may know Gods Name Jehovah is That he 's most high and that the earth is his PSAL. LXXXIV 1 O Lord how pleasant is thy dwelling place And eke the tabernacles of thy grace 2 My soul doth long Gods courts on high to see And for the living Lord my heart shall be 3 The sparrows find out room where they may rest And swallowes for their young do get a nest Thine Altar by these birds may sit and sing O Lord of Hosts thou art my God and King 4 Blessed are they in house that dwell with thee They praising of thy Name shall ever be 5 Who put their strength in thee blessed are they In heart who seek unto thine house the way 6 Passing through Ba-ca's vaile they wells dig still They look like springs for thou their pits dost fill 7 From strength to strength they go faintnesse sha'nt be The God of Gods in Sion they do see 8 O Lord of Hosts heare me that to thee pray And Jacobs God give ear to me alway 9 O God our shield behold us with thy grace And look upon thine own anointed's face 10 I 'le rather in thy
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