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

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the synnes of my youthe withe my vngodlynesse also remembre thou nat remēbre me accordynge to thy goodnesse and for thy mercyes sake oh lorde Good and rightwyse is the lorde wherfore he wyll instructe te●he synners the waye He wyll make the lowe lyons to go in rightly in due order wyll teche meke men his waye All the pathes of the lorde are mercy and faithfulnesse to those men whiche kepe touche and couenaunt with him For thy names sake oh Lorde forgyue me my wyckednesse for it is very moch Who soeuer that mā be that fereth the lorde he shall tech him the chosē right waye His mīde shall enioye good thingꝭ and his posteryte shall possesse the lande as right heritage The lorde is a secrete sure thynge to thē that feare him theym shall he make to knowe his conuenaunte and promyse My eyes shal be euer open vpō the lorde for he wyll drawe my fete out of the net Beholde me haue mercye vpon me for I am alone forsaken full of afflyction The sorowful syghꝭ of my hert encrease more more lede me out of mine āguish Beholde my poore state my heuynesse forgyue me all my sīnes Consyder my enemyes for they are full many ● wyth furiouse hatered they persue me Kepe my soule delyuer me lest I be shamed for I haue put my trust in the. Defende me that I maye lyue rightly hurtynge no man for of the do I depende Redeme and lose Israhell oh god from all his aduersyties The argument into the .xxvi. Psal. ¶ Here Dauyd declareth in to the example of good men howe ernestly god approuynge it he was gyuen to innocency fleynge the company of euyll men gyuīge great studye to godlynesse Afterwarde he declareth what vengeance abydeth the vngodly whyles he himself lyued faithfully and howe that he desired nothynge more thā the glorie of god to be sprede abrode and knowen IUdica me domine Be iuge for me Lorde for I am purposed to lyue innocētly and whyles I trust in the lorde I shal nat wauer Proue me lorde serch me trye my reynes my hert lyke as metall with fyer For thy mercy is euer before myn eyes I lede my lyfe ī thy faithfulnesse I haue nat delyted in the companye of vayne men neither haue I assocyated my selfe with these holowe subtyll men I hate the church of hurtfull noyouse men neither haue I cōspyred with the vngodly I shall endeuer my handes to be pure voyde all disceyte and thy altare oh lorde shall I go aboute To synge thy prayse and to shewe forthe what soeuer wounderfull dede thou hast done Lorde derebeloued is thy house vnto me the feare of thy beautyfull tabernacle also Take nat away my soule with the vngodly neyther yet my lyfe with these blody men In whose handꝭ deceyt is turned canuast and their right hāde is full of brybes But I lyue harmlesse and innocently redeme me haue mercy vpō me My fete is fastened in a place well worthy for me in the congregatiōs I shall magnifye and prayse the lorde The argument into the .xxvij. Psal. ¶ Dauid songe this psalme beīge in some gret peryll in the whiche he remēbringe the promyse of god dyd animate himself strongly agaynst so presente stormy tempestes promisyng himselfe vyctorie vpon his enemyes quyet● lyfe in heuēly meditatiōs he maketh his vowe to gyue thākes thus he confermed with fas●e hope desyreth the helpe of god prayenge to teach him his waye and agayne he excyteth himselfe to truste strongly in god The tytle Dauides songe DOminus illuminatio The lorde is my lyght and my sauynge helth of whom thā shall I be afrayd The lorde is the stronge defence of my lyfe of whō than shall I be afrayd Whā the noīous and harmfull men which were my aduersaries fall vpon me to deuour my flesshe than shall they smyte themselfe agaynste the rocke fall Ye if they pit●he felde and bende their ordynaunce agaynst me yet shall nat my hert feare Yf batayle be bente agaynst me yet shall I truste to the promyse of god One peticyō asked I of the lorde which I wyll folowe vpon that is I might sytte in the house of the lorde all dayes of my lyfe Where I miȝt beholde the beautefull regalty of the lorde and vyset his holy temple For he hath hyd me as though I were ī his tabernacle in tyme of persecutyon he shall hyde me in the preuy place of his tente shall lyfte me vp into a rocke He shall gyue me the ouer hande of myne enemys whiche haue compassed me in I shall offer ioyfull sacrifyces I shall synge playe the psalmes before the lorde Lorde here my voyce I call vpon the haue mercye vpon me answer me My hert thought vpon the I sought to se the it is the lorde that I seke Turne nat thy face from me suffre nat thy seruant to styde in thy wrath hitherto hast thou ben my helper cast me nat nowe awaye neither forsake me o god my sauyoure For where my father my mother fayled me there the lorde gathered me to him Lorde teache me thy waye lede me forth in the right path frō them that laye awayte for me Let theym nat take their pleasure vpon me which ar my troublouse enemyes lyynge wytnesses stode to gyther styffe against me Whose vyolence had greuously oppressed me had I nat beleued to enioye those thinges which ar good amōge the lyuyng men Depende wayte thou vpon the lorde be thou stronge it is he that shall strengthen thy herte depende vpon the Lorde The argument in to the xxviij Psal. ¶ Here Dauyd expresseth his prayer whereby he beynge in some great peryll as peraduenture in the coniura●yon of Absalon fyrste desyreth the helpe of god Furthermore he prayeth that he him selfe beynge innocente might nat be ioyned with the harmefull in vengeaunce takynge than desyreth he that worthy iugemente might fall vpon these vngodlye After this he remembreth a ▪ certayne Hymne wherin he gyueth god thankes for his vyctorie and hel●he and laste of all he byddeth a prayer for the people AD te domine clamabo Upon the lorde do I call which art my stronge defence dispyse me nat neyther forsake thou me vnlesse I be lyke men lette downe in to their graues Here my prayer whyles I crye vnto the and lyfte vp my hādes vnto thy holy temple Plucke me nat into vengeaunce with the vngodly with those which study for shrewdnesse spekyng pesable with their neighbours whyles they norissh euyll in their hertes Gyue them as they deserue and after their malycious study giue thē after their dedes acquyte them their deseruynge For they regarded nat the workes dedes of the lorde he shall therfore destroye them and nat edyfye them Praysed be the lorde for he hath harde the depe desyres of my mīde The lorde is my strēgth he is my bukler in him trusted my herte I
was holpen wherfore my hert reioyseth and I shall magnifye hī in my sōge The lord is their strēgth and a sauīge power to ꝑserue his anoynted Saue thy people do good to thy heritage fede and gouerne thē and lyft them vp for euermore The argumente in to the .xxix. psalme ¶ This is a praise ī the which Dauid magnifyeth god for his power vertue whiche he declareth by thunder other heuenly tempestes Also he reioyseth of his benifycence shewed vpon his people of Israhell AFferte dn̄o Giue vnto the lorde ye that excell in mighty power gyue ye vnto the lorde honour and the prayse of his power Gyue the lorde worshippe worthy his name honour the lorde in his holy kinges halle The voyce of the lorde is in the watery cloudes God whose maiestye is to be feared withe reuerence thundreth the lorde is declared vpō gret waters The voyce of the lorde is passyng strōge the voyce of the lorde is full of maiesty The voyce of the lorde smyteh togither ceder trees the lorde breketh togither the ceders of Libany He maketh the mountaynes of Libany Hierion to leape togither lyke calues they ronne togither lyke the calues of vnycornes The voyce of the lorde casteth cutteth forth fyrye lyghteninges The voyce of the lorde maketh the desert to quake the lorde made euen the deserte of Kades to tremble The voice of the lorde maketh hartes does to grone to bray vncouereth the thicke wodes whiche all maketh for his praise to be said in his tēple The lorde ruleth ouer the vnyuersall flode the lorde there kepeth resydens a kynge euerlastyng The lorde mynistreth strength to his people the lorde is benefyciall to his people gyueng them prosperous peace The argument in to .xxx. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Dauyd gyueth thankes for his helth restored whervpon he declareth with a depe afflycte the goodnes of god which sēdeth aduersyte to his chosen for a good ende whiche is but an hour in respecte to the ioyes euerlastīg here he maketh protestation that he desyreth nat longe lyfe but only to maynteyne and to encrese tho thynges which make for goddes glorye and the helth of his sayntes The tytle of the Psal. A songe or a dytie songe and played in the dedication of Dauides house EXaltabo te domine I shall exalte the lorde for thou hast axalted me and hast nat made my enemyes to reioyse vpon me Oh lorde my god I haue called vpon the and thou hast healed me Lorde thou haste led my soule forth of my graue thou hast restored my lyfe lest I shulde haue gone downe into the pitte Ye sayntes of the lorde synge vnto him a prayse and se that ye sprede his holye memoriall For it is but a momēt that his wrath endureth but longe is the lyfe y● cometh of his beneuolence Wepyng and waylynge cometh in at the euen tyde but anon after gladnes ariseth with the mornynge Whan all thynges were prosperous aboute me I thought with my selue that I shulde neuer slyde Lorde of thy good wyll thou stablysshedest my kyngdome lyke an hyll for as sone as thou haddest turned away thy face I was astōned and troubled The lorde called I vpon to the lorde dyd I make my prayer I sayd with my selfe what profyteth my lyfe yf I be putte nowe in to my graue shall the duste of my carcasse magnifye y● or yet declare thy faythfulnes Here lorde and haue mercy vpon me lorde be thou my helpe Thou haste turned my mournynge in to ioye thou hast shaken me out of my mournynge sacke clothed me with gladnes Wherfore my tonge shall synge thy prayse and shall nat cease lorde my god I shall magnifye the with prayse into euerlastynge The argument in to the .xxxi. Psal. ¶ In this Psalme Dauid sheweth by what thynges he stablysshed his hope what he desyred of what thynges he complayned and in what state he was and mynde whan he was compassed in of Saules hoste in the deserte of Maon whā he for anguysh of mynde he sought flyghtes but al in vayne After this he moueth vs to consyder the meruaylous goodnes of god agaynste euery man that feared him and exhorteth to seke the knowlege of god which may nat forsake any that depende vpon him IN te domine sperau● In the Oh lorde hau● I trusted lette me neuer be shamed for thy ryghtwysenes sake delyuer me Bowe down thyne eare vnto 〈◊〉 spede y● to delyuer me be thou my stonye rocke where vpon I myght sit fast be thou my strōge defēced castell wherin thou maist p̄serue me For thou art my rocke my bulwarke wherfore lede thou me forth for thy names sake and take the charge of me Lede me forth of the net●e whiche they haue set so pryuely for me for thou arte my strength I betake my spiryte into thy handes for thou shalt redeme me lorde my god which kepest true promyse at al tymes I hated these vaine witches obseruynge inchauntementes for I cleued and trusted to the lord I shall ioye and reioyse vpon thy mercy for thou hast loked vpon my affliction and hast knowen my soule beynge in anguisshe Neither hast thou shyt me vp in the handes of my enemyes but hast set my fete at large Haue mercy vpon me for anguisshe and tribulation are come vpon me my face soule body ar wasted away for anger My lyfe is brokē sore with sykenesse and my yeres with sorowfull sighes my strēgth is wasted for sorowe of mīde beholdyng thyngꝭ amysse my bones wer cōsumed I was reuyled of all my aduersares and chefly of myne owne neyghbours myne owne famyliare acquayntance abhorred and feared me and they that se me anon renue forth at dores fro me I fell from their hertes clene forgoten as one that hadde bene ded I was as a thinge all for lorne For I herde great offences put vpon me ye and that of many men fere closed me about whan they toke their coūsel togider agaynst me for they coūselled craftely to take awaye my lyfe But I trusted in the O lorde I sayd that thou arte my god The tyme of my age is in thy hande delyuer me frō the hāde of myn enemyes euen from thē which persecute me Lette thy presens shyne vpon thy seruant saue me for thy mercyes sake Lorde suffre me nat to be shamed for I haue called vpō the let the vngodly be shamed and be nombred with thē that cease ī their graues Let their liynge mouthes be made domme which speke proude thynges arrogantly with dyspite agaynst the rightwysmā Oh how bounteous are tho good thinges whiche thou hast layde vp in store for thy worshyppers ye the whiche thou hast done all redy to them whiche commytte them selues to thy faythfull promyse ye and that before all mortall men Thou kepest them from the stomblyng stockes of these proude men and hydest them priuely before the thou hydest them in thy tabernacle frō their sclaunderous tongꝭ Praysed be the lorde
thou plucked backe thy hande holde nat thy righte hande thus styll in thy bosome Uerily thou arte god which hast hytherto ben my gouernoure thou arte euyn he that bryngest helth into the myddes of the erth Thou verily thorowe thy power troublest the see thou breakest the heedes of the dragons in the waters Thou knockest togyther the heedes of the greate whales and gyueste them for meate to the people of the deserte Thou breakeste vp the sprynges thou makest drye the floudes The daye is thyne the nyghte also belongeth to the thou haste ordeyned the lyght and the sonne Thou hast ordeyned sette all the costes of the rounde worlde somer and wynter thou hast made them Yet se thou forgetest nat this one thynge that this enemye thus blaphemously reuyleth the lorde that this wyked folysshe folke thus greuously hurte thy name Let not the lyfe of thy turtle douue come into the cōpanye of these aduersaryes the company of the pore afflicte forget nat for euer Loke vpon thy ꝓmyse for among these blynde wretches of the erth all are full of vyolence trouble Turne nat awaye from the these pore lowelyous with shame but rather cause these pore afflycte nedions to prayse thy name Aryse god gyue sentence agaynste thy aduersaryes remēbre howe blasphemously they reuyled the and how chorlysshly these wicked men deale with the dayly Forget nat the proude wordes of thy aduersaryes lette the hyghe swellynges of them that resyst the clyme vp styll into their owne confusyon The argumēt in to the .lxxv. Psal. ¶ Here fyrste of all Christe oure sauyoure is brought in vnder the fygure of Dauid reioysīg of the power gyuen him by the which he wolde restore the worlde nowe beynge redy to fall and he monissheth that no man resyste his kinge bicause that god is he alone whiche exalteth whō he wyll The tytle of this Psalme The songe of Asaph called Ne perdas COnfitebimur tibi We thanke the god we thanke the for nyghe is thy gloryous power those men that call vpon the they shal remēbre thy meruelous dedes For I shal take vp vnto me my cōgregation shal execut true iustice The erth the dwellers ther vpon begā to slyde away I haue vnderset it Sel. I spake to these made foles sayeng se that ye be nat besydꝭ your wyttꝭ I sayd also vnto these vngodly se that ye extolle nat your power Lyfte nat vp your hornes to highe neither speke ye proudneckedly For this lyftinge vp cometh neither frō the eest nor the weest neither yet frō the sowthe hylles of the deserte But it is god verily the myghtye iuge he casteth downe one man and lyfteth vp another For there is a cup full of troubled wyne in the hande of the lorde out of whiche he powreth to be dronke of whose verye dregges shall be supped of for all the vngodly of the erth shall drynke therof But I in the meane season shall shewe forth contynually his glorie and prayse my god euyn the very god of Iacob And shall also plucke vp by the rotes the hornes of these vngodly but the power of the rightwyse shall be styll exalted The argument into the .lxxvi. Psal. ¶ Here Asaph syngeth howe that Hierusalem was nobly defēded of god wherfore he extolleth his power 〈◊〉 to be dreded thā excedyng all mēnes powers The title The song of Asaph cōmytted to the chanter to be songe at thorgaīs NOtus in iudea God is honorably knowen in the lande of Iudah and his cleare fame is nobly sprede thorowe the lande of Israell His tabernacle is set vp in Ierusalem and his mansion in Syon There he broke into peses both ●owe arowes bukler swerde ī batayle Selah Thou arte passynge clere and noble worthy to be magnyfyed aboue the kyngdomes full of thefte and robery They are depriued of their stronge herte their slomber hath ouergone them their handes are benōmed although they were men valyaunte in batayle For thorowe thy fearfull thretenynge rebuke o god of Iacob their horse and cartes went all to hauoke Thou arte to be feared in dede for who maye stande before the especyally whan thy angre wa●e hote Euen from heuen thou causest thy fearfull iugement to be herde the erth feared and durste nat ones quitche Whan god shulde ryse in to iugement to saue all the meke sprited of the erth Selah For mennes īdignation occasyoned thy glory euen whiles thou brydeledest the reste of thy fury Make your vowes and performe them to the lorde your god for he is in the myddes amonge you Offre your gyftes to him so gretly to be feared whiche taketh breath euen from princes it is he that is to be feared of the kynges of the erth The argument into the .lxxvii. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Asaph declareth his heuynes of mynde for the calamyte wretchednes of the holye people The tytle of this Psalme The songe of Asaph commytted to the chef chaunter to be songe of the order of those syngers amōge whom Ieduthum was chefe UOce mea ad dominum Wyth my voyce to god with my voyce to god I cryed loude and he lystened to me In the tyme of my trybulation lorde I sought the my sore ranne all nyght and ceassed nat my soule refused all conforte I remembred god and I gnasted and grated my tethe togyther for angre I spoke and my spryte was sore vexed beynge full of anguyshe Selah Thou heldest myn eyes from slepe all the kyght longe and I was so tormented in mynde that my slepe fayled me I called to mynde my dayes paste euen the yeres of my sore age I remembred my mery night songes I spake in my herte and my spirite serched the cause of this heuye iugemente Sayenge shall the lorde than caste me a waye for euer shall he neuer call me agayne into his fauour Is his goodnes than thus taken awaye for euer is hys counfortable promyse thus ended for all ages Hath god than forgotten to haue mercy or wyll he shutte vp his mercy in his angre Selah And I thought this is but myn owne weake abydynge vntyll the most highest declare his right hande as he is wonte to do Wherfore I wyll call to mynde the workꝭ of the lorde and I wyll holde in remēbrance thy meruelouse noble actes whyche thou haste wrought of olde tyme. I shall thinke vpon all thy workes and talke vpon thy wonderfull dedes contynually Oh howe wonderfull are thy wayes oh god whiche dwellest in the secrete holye place who is so mightye so greate as is god Thou art god which hast wroȝt meruelouse thinges and haste declared thy mightie power amonge the people Thou hast redemed and losed thy people with stronge power euyn the sōne of Iacob Ioseph Selah The waters somtyme sawe the oh god the waters sawe the and they trembled euen the depe botomlesse see was all to troubled The blacke cloudes sent downe rayne it thundred in the ayre hayle stones came
sprīge wethers ye hylles to play lyke lāmes At the presens of the lorde the erth must nedes trēble feare ye that at the p̄sēs of the god of Iacob For he bryngeth the harde rock into a ponde of water euē the very stonne into plentuous springes The argument into the C.xv Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid prayeth god for glorye of his name to do good vnto the people that it myght be openly knowē him onely to be god all Images to be but Idoles NOn nobis domine Nat to vs lorde nat to vs but vnto thy name gyue the glory and prayse for thy mercy and for thy trouthes sake Wherfore shulde the gentyls say where is nowe their god Whā our god is in the heuēs he doth what soeuer lyketh him Their images are but golde and syluer euyn the worke of mannes hande They haue mouthes yet speke thei nat eyes se nat eares and here nat nose and smell nat They haue handes and nothynge fele they fete and goo nat withe their throte make they no noyse Unto these Idoles are th●y lyke that make them and as many as trust vnto them But Israhell trust thou in the lorde for he helpeth them and is their shelde Ye of the house of Aharon se that ye trust in the lorde for he is their helpe their shelde Ye worshippers of the lorde se that ye truste in the lorde for he is to thē helpe and defender The lorde wyll haue vs in mīde it is he that wyll do good he wyll do good to the house of Israell to the house of Aarō He wyll be benefyciall to the worshippers of the lorde as well to the lytell as to the great The lorde might encrease his good mynde toward you towarde you towarde youre chyldren Ye ar they to whom the lorde doth good which hath made heuen and the erth The heuēs the veri heuens ar the lordes but the erth hath he gyuen to rhe childrē of mē The dede in no maner of wyse shall prayse the lorde neyther they that go downe to the place of sylence But we shall magnifye and prayse the lorde from this tyme in to euerlastynge ❧ Prayse ye the lorde The argument in to the C.xvi. Psal. ¶ This Psalme is a thankefull songe for the helpe of the lorde wherby Dauyd escaped whā he was nowe compassed in of Saules hoste DIleri I loue the lorde for he hath herde me he hath herde the depe desyers of my herte He bowed down his eares vnto me wherfore whyles I lyue shall I call vpon him The sorowfull snares of dethe helde me strayte strayte anguysshes hampered me in anguisshe and afflyction founde me But yet the name of the lord I called vpō I beseche the lorde delyuer my soule The lord our rightwyse god is prone vnto fauour he is redy bente vnto mercy The lorde kepeth the pore sīpleōs I was full poore full of care and he saued me Turne the my soule vnto thy rest for the lorde hath rewarded the. For thou hast delyuerd my soule from deth myne eyes from teares and my fete from slydynge I shall continue and dwell before the lorde amonge the lyuynge men I beleued and therfore muste I nedes speke but I was fore scurged therfore So that I thought sayd with my selfe whan I fled so hastely euery mā is a lyer What shal I gyue agayn to the lorde for all the benefytes which he hath gyuē me I shall take the cuppe in the thankefull fyft for the helpe brought me and I shal call vpon the helpe of the lorde Nowe shall I performe my vowes vnto the lorde in the presens of all his people Precious is the deth of his sayntes in the eyes of the lorde Ye verily lorde for I am thy seruant I am thy seruāt the sonne of thy hande mayde euen thou hast losed my bondes Unto the shall I make the sacryfyce of prayse the name of the lorde shall I cal vpon Nowe shall I performe my vowes before al his people In the fore porches of the house of the lorde in the myddes of thy Ierusalem The argument in to the C.xvii Ps. ¶ In this Psal. the Prophete prophesyeth the gospell to be preched to the gentils LAudate dominū oēs Prayse ye the lorde all gentyls magnifye him al nacions For his mercy is sprede ouer vs and the faithfulnes of the lorde standeth for euer The argument into the C.xviii Ps. ¶ This Psalme is a prayer in whiche Dauid delyuered now from all his afflyctions and promoted to be kynge of all Israell opēly in the tabernacle of god gaue him thankes also layde forth the persone of Christ in him selfe COnfitemini Magnifye ye the lorde for he is gratious his mercy endureth for euer Let Israell now magnifye hī for his me●cy ēdureth for euer Let the house of Aharon magnifye him for his mercy endureth for euer Let as many as feare the lorde magnifye him for his mercy endureth for euer Whan I was in a greuous straynte I called vpon the lorde and he graunted to set me at large The lorde standeth on my syde I shall nat feare what so euer man maye do vnto me The lorde standeth on my syde with my helpers and I shall se my desyre vpon thē that hate me It is beter for one to cōmytte him self to the tuicion defence of the lorde than to mānes defence It is better to put our confydence in the lorde than in men be they neuer so great Whan all the gētyles beseged me on euery syde well sayde I in the name of the lorde for I shall cut them away They cōpassed me in ye they beset me in round about well sayd I in the name of the lorde for I shall cutte them away They swarmed about me lyke bees and inuaded me as fersly as fyer that drie thornꝭ but they were sone quenched for I sayde well in the name of the lorde I shall cut thē awaye I was cast with great vyolence redy to haue fallen but the Lorde sustayned and helpte me The lorde is my strēgth the very same whom I prayse it is he that is my sauynge helthe The voyce of triumph of men ioyfully publysshynge theire sauynge helpe nowe broughte vnto theym is in the tabernacles of the ryghtwyse for the right hāde of the lorde hath broȝt it so mightely to passe The right hāde of the lorde is exellent high the right hāde of the lorde hath brought it so mightely to passe I shall nat dye but lyue and shall publysshe the workes of the lorde He chastysed him with greuouse ernest chastemute but yet he betoke me nat to deth Open ye vnto me the gates of the company of rightwysemen and I shall enter in at them and magnifye the lorde This is the gate of the lorde the rightwyse shall enter in therat I shall magnifye the for thou hast graūted me hast brought me a sauīge helpe The
me lorde I shall obserue thy ordynāces I called vpon the saue thou me and I shall kepe thy testemonyes I preuente the dawnynge of the daye crye vnto the I wayte for thy promises My eyes preuented the watches that I might be oc●upyed in thy pleasures Here me lorde for thy mercyes sake quicken me after thy pleasures My pursuers layde theire owne fautes vpon my necke but they are gone farre backe from thy lawe Thou arte present oh lorde and all thy preceptes ar the very selfe trouth I knewe this before of thy testemonyes for thou haste stablysshed them to abyde for euer ¶ The .xx. Octonary Res. Beholde my afflyctyon and defende me for I forgette nat thy lawe Defende my cause and delyuer me quicken me accordynge to thy promyses Helthe is farre from the vngodlye for they regarde nat thy ordynaunces Bountuouse is thy gentelnes oh lorde quycken me accordynge to thy pleasure Many there are that persecute me and ar agaynste me and yet haue I nat swarued from thy testimonyes I se these malyciouse men it irketh me bycause they obserued nat thy sayenges Thou seest that I loue thy cōmaūdemētes lorde for thy mercyes sake quycken me The begynnynge of thy wordes is trouthe and the iugementes of thy rightwysnesse stande for euer ¶ The .xxi. Octonary Shin The ouermost in authoritye persecuted me fauteles and my herte feared at thy wordes I am as glad of thy pleasures as one that had founde many proyes I hate abhorre lyes I loue thi lawe Seuen tymes in the daye I prayse the for thy rightwyse iugementes The louers of thy lawe shall haue moch felycite and quietnes and no hurte at all I trusted vpon thy helpe o lorde gaue dilygence to thy preceptes My soule obserueth thy testimonyes and loueth thē greatly I obserue thy commaundementes and thy testimonyes for all my wayes are open vnto the. ¶ The .xxij. Octonary Tau Let my cryēge ascende in to thy presens oh lorde make me rightly to vnderstāde thy wordes Let my depe desyer come into thy syght delyuer me accordynge to thy promyses My lyppes shall powre forthe thy prayse thou shalte instructe me in thy ordynances My tonge shall speke of thy pleasures for all thy preceptes are rightwysnesse Let thy hande helpe me for I haue chosen thy cōmaundemētes I desyred thy sauynge helpe oh lorde and thy lawe is my delyte My soule shall lyue and shall prayse the and thy iugementes shall be my helpe I am strayed lyke a loste shepe seke thou thy seruaunte for thy commaundementes haue I nat forgotte The argument in to the C.xx Psal. ¶ This Ps. is a cōplainte full of affectes it is a cōplaint of an holy mā banished īto amōge the vngodly doynge althīge with disceyt vyolence The tytle of these .xv. Psal. folowynge is only this The songe of Ma●hloth whiche worde cōmenly is interpreted stayres or degrees supposynge these .xv. Psalmes to haue be songe in an higher tune Ad dominū cum Whan I was in strayte anguisshe I called vpon the lorde and he graunted me Lorde delyuer my soule from lyēge lyppes and from a dysceytfull tonge What auauntageth it the or what good bringeth it the thou lyenge man thy deceytfull tonge Oh sharpe arowes of the strōge archer hote consumyng ienipe● coles Helas that I am thus longe holden in exyle amonge these false and cruell folke of Meshec and must yet dwell styl with the chorlysshe nacion of Kedar All to lōge hath my soule taryed amōge these vyolent men whiche hate pease I studye for pease but whan I speake of pease to theym by and by are they styrred to battayle The argument into the C.xxi. Psal. ¶ This Psalme declareth that of god onely helpe is loked and taryed for of the faythefull men ▪ and that he onely bringeth it presently LEuaui oculos I lyfte vp my eyes into the hylles from whence helpe might come vnto me My helpe cometh frō the lorde the maker of heuens erth He shall nat suffre thy fete to slyde neyther he beynge thy keper shall slepe Lo neyther wyll he slepe nor yet ones wynke that kepeth Israhell The lorde is thy keper the lorde is thy defence and is euer at thy right hande The sōne shall nat smyte the by day neither yet the mone by night For the lorde shall kepe the from all euyll ye he shall kepe thy soule The lorde shall kepe both thy outgoinge and thy incommynge frome thys tyme vnto euerlastynge The argument in to the C.xxii. Psal. ¶ Here vnder the fygure of Ierusalem are descrybed the felycyte of Christes churche and the desyers of the sayntes therof LEtatus sū I was right glad whā mē sayd vnto me let vs go vnto the house of the lorde Our fete shall stande faste in thy gates O Ierusalem Ierusalem is buylded goodly lyke a cyte well framed to gyther in her selfe That thyther might ascende the trybes euē the trybes of the lorde to magnifye the name of the lorde for so was it cōmaūded vnto Israel by goddes owne mouth For there were ordeined and holden the seates of iugement euyn the iugement seates of the house of Dauyd Praye ye for the felycitye of Ierusalem the louers of the might prospere They mighte prospere wtin thy walles they might prospere within thy houses For thy brothers and thy neighbours sakes shall I nowe pray for thy felycite For the houses sake of the lorde oure god I shall praye for thy welthe The argument into the C.xxiij Psal. ¶ Here the sayntes layde in the mouthes of the welthy vngodly doynge all amysse praye to god for their delyueraunce commyttynge them selfe to his cure ADte leuaui Unto the lyfte I vp my eyes which rulest in heuyns Beholde for as the seruauntes eyes are euer vpon their maisters the maydens waytinge vpon her maisters euyn so are our eyes lokynge vp vnto the lorde oure god vntyll he haue mercy vpon vs Haue mercy vpon vs lorde haue mercy vpon vs for we are out of measure fylled with ignominy Our soule is fylled out of measure with scornes derisyon of these welthy riche men with ignominy and shame of these arrogaunt proude men The argumēt into the C.xxiiii Psal. ¶ Here the sayntes of god gyue thankes and reioyse that they ar delyuered by goddes helpe frō so present peryls NIsi quia Except the lord had ben with vs lette Israell nowe speke Excepte the lorde had bene with vs whā these men rose agaynste vs. Without doute their wrath thus kīdled agaynst vs they had deuoured vs quick Waters had wrapped vs in with their waues the floude had gone ouer our soule The troublouse floude of these importune men had ron ouer our soules But praysed be the lord which hath nat gyuen vs ī to their tethes for their proy Our soule is delyuered lyke the birde frō the snare of the fouler the snare is brokē and we are escaped Our helpe cometh thorowe the name of the lorde whyche hath made the
The Psalter of Dauid in Englyshe purely and faythfully trāslated after the texte of Felyne euery Psalme hauynge his argument before declarynge brefely thentente substance of the hole Psalme To the reder BE glad in the lorde dere brethern gyue hī thākes whiche nowe at the last of his merciable goodnes hath sent you his Psalter in Englysshe faithfully purely translated which ye may nat mesure iuge after the comē texte Fo● the trouth of the Psalmes muste b● fetched more nygh the Hebrue veri●te in the which tonge Dauid with the other sīgers of the Psalmes firs● songe them Let the gostly lerned i● the holy tonge be iuges It is the spirituall man saith Paule which hath the spirite of god that must decerne and iuge all thynges And the men quietly syttyng if the truth be shewed them must iuge and stande vp speke the first īterpretour holdynge his peace god giue you true spirituall and quiete syttynge iuges Amen Beatus vir Psal. .i. ¶ The argument of the first psalme ¶ They that forsake theyr coūseyls the waies the lernyng and conuersatyon of the vngodly geuynge thēself holie to the knowlege of goddes ●awe to lyue therafter ar blessed the other ar wycked vngodly The blessed ar lykened to a moist frutful tre fast plāted by the wa● side the vngodly to dri baren dust scatred with the wīde BEatus vir Blessed is that man whiche walketh nat in the coūsaile of the vngodly stādeth nat in the waye of sīners sytteth nat in the seat of the pestelēt scorners But hath all his pleasure ī the lawe of the lord vpō it his mīde is ocupied both day night Sith a man shall be lyke a tree planted by the ryuer ●yde which wyl gyue forth her frutes in due tyme and her leues shall nat wither for what so euer he shall do shal ꝓspere But so shal nat the vngodly for they shal be lyke dust which is dyspersed with the wynde Wherfore these vngodly shal nat stande in the iugemēt neither these synners maye abyde in the companye of the rightwyse For the lorde aproueth the waye of the ryghtwyse but the waye of synners shall perisshe The argument into the .ii. psal ¶ This psal sheweth who were againste god his sonne Christ their vayne study howe god aboue scorneth their enforcementes howe that Christes kyngdome standeth encreseth whiles they perisshe and that the waye of helth is to truste and to cleue to Christe our kynge QUare fremuerūt gentes Wherfore do the gentyls thus swell clustre togyther Wherfore do the people of the iewes thus gnaste in vayne Wherfore conspire the kingꝭ of therth the chefe prestꝭ thus cast theyr hedes togyder against the lorde his anointed Sayeng lette vs breke their bondes lette vs caste of their yokes But he that hath his residēs ī heuē derideth thē the lorde scorneth thē ▪ Than shall he thrust them downe in his wrath in his indignation shal he all to trouble thē I haue constitute ordened my kynge to be ouer Sion my holy hyl I shall shewe forth the lordes cōmaundemēt for he said vnto me thou arte my sonne whō I haue now openly declared Aske of me I shall gyue the that nations into thy heritage to be thyn owne possession thorow out all the worlde Thou shalte smyte thē togyther with an yerne sceptre shalt br●ke thē lyke erthē vessels Nowe therfore ye kynges be wise vnderstand ye rulers of the erth be content to be monished lerned Serue ye the lorde besely study to gyue him his honour ioyfully with reuerēce Kysse ye the sonne lest he beīg wrath your lyfe perishe for hys angre shall be shortly kyndled And thā blessed ar all men that truste in him The argument in to the .iii. Psalme ¶ Dauid merueleth complaineth to the lorde of the multitude boldnes of his enemies cōmitteth hī selfe with gret trust to the lorde whiche wyl shortly smyte thē downe for no mā els may saue no mā is ꝑtaker of helth but he trust in hī The title of the ps The songe or ditie of Dauid fleīg frō his sōne Absalō Thistori is writē ī the .ii. boke of kīges frō the xv cha to the xx DOmine quid Lorde see what a sorte there are that trouble me full many there are that ryse agaīst me Many ther are that thīke thus vpō my soule surely ther is no helth to be loked for from god vnto this man Selah But thou lorde thou art my helpe my glory thou liftest vp my heed The lorde I called vpō with my prayer he answered me euen from his holy hyll Selah I shall lye down slepe I my self shall vpwake me for the lorde sustayneth me I shall fere ye thousandꝭ folke althogh they besige me roūde aboute A rise lorde saue me any god thou shalt gyue all my enemys such a clap on their chekꝭ that anone the tethes of these vngodly shal be broken It is the lordes properte to saue and thy people it be houeth to be holpē and endued with thy ●enefytes Selah ¶ This worde Selah sygnifyeth the sentence before to be pondred with a depe effecte longe to be rested vpon the voyce there to be exalted The argument into the .iiii. psalme ¶ Dauid sheweth the goodnesse of god and his helpe brought to hī whyles his sonne Absalon coniured against him he reproueth the madnesse of the nobles of Israhell cōspirynge agaynst hī calleth thē to repentāce after this he reioyseth of the great plētuousnesse pease surenes restored thorow the goodnes of god vnto him The title of the psalme Dauides song vpon an instrumēt played for his victorie CUm inuocarem Whan I called vpō the thou answeredest me whiche art the god of my rightwysnes Whan I was in astrayte thou dyddest set me at large haue mercy vpon me and heare my depe desyre O mē howe long entende ye to turne my glory into shame howe lōge wyll ye loue vayne thinges seke lyes Selah I wold ye knewe it that the lorde hath set aparte chosē vnto hī his saint the lorde shall here whan I call vpon hī All though ye be moued yet se ye synne nat pondre all thinges in your mynde as ye lye in bedde that ye myght so set your hertes at rest Selah Make your sacri●fice with rightwysnes put your trust 〈◊〉 the lorde Many thinke sayeng se who shal shewe vs our desyre lorde let thy shy●nyng face illumine vs. Thou hast poured my hert full of gladnes whete wy●e haue ben encresed vnto them in tyme. Now therfore thei restored to peace● I shal lye downe slepe for thou lord hast so ordred me that I may lyue fre safe ¶ The argument into the .v. psal ¶ This psalme is a prayer of a man oppressed of wicked enemyes whome whan he knoweth to be hated of god he taketh herte vnto him agayn trustyng that
that fled vnto me Make fast my steppꝭ I pray the in thi pathes lest my fete slyde Upon y● I call for thou art wonte to here me o god laye thyn eare to me heare me speke Declare thy excellent mercy which arte wonte to saue me trusting ī the frō the risers againste thy right hande Kepe me euen as the aple of thin eye hyde me as though I were vnder the shadow of thy wynges Hyde me frō the violēt vngodly hyde me frō my enemies closynge me in to take awaye my lyfe Whiche haue their preuy riches speke proudly with their mouthes Nowe lay they a wayte at our steppꝭ theyr eyes haue they fastned vpō vs to espie if thei may at any tyme cast vs to the groūd He lyeth bēt lyke a lyon euē flat downe for his praye to be deuoured he lurked lyke the yonge lyon in his priuy dēne Arise lord preuēt him cast him downe delyuer my soule frō the vngodly whō thou vsest for the swerde Delyuer vs frō these mortall mē which are thy hāde wherw t thou smitest euen the mortall mē addict to this worlde Which desyer their ꝑte in this presēt lyfe to haue their beles fylled with thy treasure and their chyldrē to haue ynough also to leue to their neuewes But I armed with thy ryghtwysnes shall beholde thy face and shal be satisfyed whā I shal vpwake arisynge in the beauteous symilitude The argumēt in to the xviii ps ¶ This psalme is a noble vyctoriouse songe in the which Dauid first declareth his feruente trust in god Than he expresseth with how greuous yuels he was oppressed afterward he sheweth the power of god and his wyll toward him and that by the discription of a great tempeste he sheweth his delyueraunce his innocency goddes iugementes agaynst all men his great vyctory of his enemyes the meruelous encrease of his kyngdome his power for euer confyrmed at laste concludyng the Psal. with a prayse and prophecye of Christe Rede thistorye of Dauid in the two fyrste bokes of kynges The tytle The songe of Dauid the seruaunt of the lord whiche song this praise to the lorde whan nowe ●horow the lorde he hauynge the victorye escaped the handes of Saul and of all his ennemies DIligam te To thy mercye shall I cleue lorde which art my strēgth The lorde is my rocke of stone my bulwarke my delyuerer my god my defender vnto whose faithfulnes I betake my selfe my childe my sauynge power my refuge I magnifyed and worshypped the lord so was I saued fro my enemies Dedly anguysshe inuaded me and the soden rysynges lyke a rosynge flode of these men of perdicyon assailed me The strayght helly ieopardes closed me ī the snares of deth hampred me But while I was in this strait I called vpon the lord I cryed vnto my god and he harde my voyce in his kingꝭ hall my cryeng came vp to his eares For the erth was moued and trēbled the fete of the hylles staggard and were smytten all to pouder for he was angry Smoke ascēded as ye wold saye into his nostrels fyer deuouringe all thinges flewe out of his mouth he spouted forth burnynge coles He lefte the heuens came downe a derke cloude was vnder hys fete He rydeth vpon a swyfte foule flieth borne with the winges of the wynde He made hī a preuye closet powring darkenesse rounde about his tabernacle congelīge ther vnto blacke waters into thycke cloudes But at his shyninge presence these derke cloudꝭ vanished awaye agayne with haile stones and fyry thunder boltes The lorde thundred in the heuens the most hyghest sente forthe his voyce with hayle stones and fyry thūdreboltes He cast forth his arowes threwe thē doune he sent forth moche lyghtnynge cast them into gret feare Whyles thou thretenest blamest oh lorde blowing forth thy wynde the holowe bankes of the floudes ar sene vnder drye the foundations of the worlde stande naked He put downe hys hande from aboue and toke me vp he drewe me out of moche waters He delyuered me from mighty enemies and frō my haters for they preuayled agaynst me He preuented me beynge in ieoperdye with hys helpe the lorde was my socour He led me forth and set me at large he defended me bycause he fauoured me The lorde gaue me after my ryght dealynge and rewarded me accordynge vnto the purenes of my handꝭ I obserued verily the wayes of the lord fell nat vngodlely fro my god For I had all his decrees before myn eyes I dyd nat thruste awaye his lawe fro me I behaued my self purely ꝑfitly toward him toke gret hede lest I shuld cōmit any yuell thīge And the lord hath rewarded my right dealynge the purenes of my handꝭ which he aproueth For thou art holy to the holy man offrest thy selfe pure to the pure man With the pure innocēt thou dealest pure innocently with the shrewde mā thou playest the ouer whart Thou hast veryly saued thy pore oppressed people hast cast down men that loke alofte Thou lorde hast lightened my cādel my god hath put away my derkenes with his lyght Thorow the haue I broken the hole raye of the batayle thorow my god I ouerlept the walles God is he whose dedes are pure and parfyte the wordes of the lorde are purifyed and tried lyke as with fyer he is a buckler to all that truste in him For who is god but the lorde who is a defender but our god Euen the same god whiche hathe decked endued me with a lordely power hath furthered my waye spedely He hath made my fete as light as the fete of gotes and hath made me to ouerronne placꝭ were they neuer so hygh He hath exercysed and accustomed my handes with batayle hath made me to breke bowes of stele with my armes Thou hast defended me with thy sauynge shylde bukler and thy right hande stayed me thy fauorable gētylnes made me to haue the ouerhāde of my enemyes Thou dydest hedge in my waye that I myght go frelye therin so that my heles shulde nat slyde I folowed vpō my enemies toke thē neuer turned vntyll I had slayne them I slewe them for they might nat stande in my handes they were throwē downe vnder my fete Thou hast taught me to fyghte ye and that with a puyssaunte power and as manye as rose agaynste me thou haste thruste them vnder me Thou broughtest it so to passe that myne enemyes were fayne to turne their backes and I made them awaye that hated me They cryed but there was no man to kepe them they cryed to the lorde but he answered them nat I knocked theym togyther as small as dust layed redy for the wynde I trode thē as small as dyrte of the streates Thou hast delyuered me from this chydynge contentyouse people and haste made me ruler ouer the gentyles the folke of whō I had lytell knowlege serued me As sone
the and were nat shamed But as for me I am but a worme and no man euen the very approbry of the men and am abiecte frō the vylest folke All that se me made but a laughynge stocke on me they mocked me with their lippes wagged their heddꝭ at me Sayeng this vyllayne referred all thinges to the lorde let him nowe delyuer hī if he wyll for he loueth hym well But yet thou arte he whiche leddest me out of my mothers wombe myn owne refuge euen from my mothers teares As sone as I came into this worlde I was layde in thy lappe thou art my god euen from my mothers wōbe Go thou nat farre fro me for my trouble draweth nigh neither is there any mā that wil helpe There are beset me rounde aboute great sturdy steares ye that fatte bulles of Bashan haue hedged me in Lyke a rorīge lyon pantyng and gapyng for his prya● their mouthes ar open vpō me naked before them I sanke awaye lyke water all my bones shoke out of ioynt my herte within m● melted away lyke waxe The moyster of my body was dryed vp and I was lyke a po●sherde my tonge cleued to the sydes of my mouthe thou 〈…〉 me to my graue For euen lyke dogges they came about me the chy●●he of noyous men hedged me in they dygged thorow my hādes fete A mā might haue tolde all my bones and they gasyng vpō me thus petylesse entreated toke theyr pleasure They parted my ouer clothes to theym selue for my tother cote they casted dyse But thou oh lorde be nat farre o my strength haste the to come helpe me Delyuer my lyfe from the deth stroke and my deare soule from the wodnesse of these dogges Saue me from the mouthes of these lyons and defende my pore symplenesse frō the hornes of these vnycorns I shall sprede thy name amōg my bretherne in the myddes of the congregation I shall prayse the. I saye ye that feare the lorde se that ye prayse him all ye of the seede of Iacob glorifye him and all ye of the progeny of Israhell fere him For he hath nat despysed nor abhorred the troublouse afflyctyon of the pore in no maner of wyse turneth he his face from hī but whan he cried vnto him he herde him I shall praise the in the gret cōgregation I shall ꝑform my vowes before his worshippers The meke mē shal ete and be satisfyed they that seke the lorde shal praise him their hert shal lyue ioye for euer The dwellers in thextreme partes of therth shal remēbre thē selues be turned to the lorde all hethen nations shal fall downe before the. For the kingdome is the lordes he is lorde ouer all natiōs All the riche men of therth shal ete do him homage they shal be bowed down before him discēde in to their graues for they may nat ꝓlonge any lyfe to their soules But their posterite shall serue him shal be nōbred to the lord for euer And thus their chylders chyldren shall shewe the rightwisnesse whiche he hath gyuē to the peple which is yet to be borne ❧ The argumēt in to the xxiii ps ¶ In this psalme Dauid declareth and setteth forth the maruelous suretie of the truste in god also howe blessed a thīg it is The song of Da. DOminus regit me The lord is my pastore and feder wherfore I shall nat wante He made me to fede in a full plentuous batle groūde and dyd dryue retche me at layser by the sewte ryuers He restored my lyfe ledde me by the pathes of ryghtwysnes for his name sake Ye if I shuld go thorow the myddes of deth yet wyll I feare non yuel for thou arte with me thy staffe thy shepe hoke counfort me Thou shalt sprede garnyshe me a table ye that in the syght of myne enemyes thou shalte souple my hed with oyntement and my full cuppe shall laugh vpon me Ye and thy mercy and gentelnes shall folowe me all my lyfe I shal sitte in the house of the lorde a longe tyme. The argument into the .xxiiij. Psal. ¶ In this psal Dauid syngeth all thinges to be the lordes howe wonderfull he hathe layde the foundation of the erthe vnder the see yet the erth appereth aboue it He asketh a questyō who shall enter into the kyngdome of god and answereth therto cōcludynge all thinges be thei neuer so stoute stronge to be obedyente to hys worde and to be opened at his pleasure whiche is the moost valyant gloriouse kinge The tytle of the psalme The songe of Dauid DOmini est terra The erthe is the lordes all that is cōteyned in it the rounde worlde all that inhabyt it For in the see hath he set his foūdatiōs and hath buylded her aboue the flodes Who shall clymbe into the hyll of the lorde or who shall abyde in his holy place An innocēte in his dedes and he that is pure in hert that hath nat extolled hīself proudly into vanyte neither hath sworn for any disceyte This man shal be fedde with the blessynge of the lord with the mercy of god his sauyour This is the nation gyuen all vnto him seketh him this is the very right Iacob· Selah Oh ye gates lyfte vp your selues ye gates euer lastynge be ye opened this gloryouse kynge shall in enter Who is this kynge y● is so glorious it is the myghty valiaunt lorde Noble in power a lorde exellent in strength to wage batayle Oh ye gates lyft vp your selue ye gates euerlastyng be ye opened that gloryoꝰ kynge shall ī entre Who is this kynge that is so glorioꝰ it is the lord of hostes it is he y● is this gloryous kyng Selah The argumēt in to the .xxv. Psal. ¶ This Psalme is a praier of an holy man oppressed with synne and with the hasty violence of his enemyes wherfore he prayeth the lorde to delyuer him from his synnes to teche him his wayes to delyuer him from the fury of his enemyes and that for his mercyes sake thorowe which he was wonte to saue suche as trusted in him and nat to forsake synners holden yet with any feare and truste whiche both he knowlegeth of him selfe at laste he setteth to a lytell praier for all the people of god The tytle of the psal The songe of Dauid AD te dn̄e leuaui Unto the oh lorde I lyfte vp my mynde my god I trust in the let me nat be shamed lest min enemyes reioyse vpon me For they shal nat be shamed who so euer depende vpon the but they shal be shamed that wrongfully hurte innocentes Shewe me thy wayes lorde wonte me to thy pathes Lede me forth for thy faithfull truthes sake acquainte me with the for thou art god my sauyour of whom I depende parpetually Lorde remembre thy mercy thy gracyouse fauour for in these thynges thou excellest euē frō the beginnīg But
euyll for good and ar agaīst me because I sought studyously to profyt them Forsake me nat lorde be nat ferre fro me my god Spede y● to helhe me lorde my sauynge helth The argumēt in to the .xxxix. Psal. ¶ Here Dauid nat withstādynge he was vexed with full bytter and greuous diseases yet he refrayned his tonge l●st in complaynyng he might haue spoken some inconuenient wordes namely his aduersaries hearynge him but to god he cōplayned of those thynges whiche he suffred of the shortnes of al his lyfe and desyred of god delyueraunce of his disease whiche he knowleged to haue suffred for his synne and that worthely The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Dauid committed vnto Ieduthun the chefe chāter amōg the sīgers of a certayn ordre ī their quere DIxit custodiam I thought with my selfe sayeng I shal so kepe my self that I wyll nat offende with my tonge But that I wold be moseld for spekyng my aduersary beynge present By the reson of longe sylence I was made so domme that I might nat speke of any thyng were it neuer so good but ī the meane season my sorowe freted me inwardly My herte brent within me lyke fyer whiles I mused with my self breakynge to no man my mynde But at last I losed my tonge and I brake forth in to these wordes Sewe me lorde I besech the what myne ende shall be or what shall be the measure of my lyfe let me knowe I beseche the howe shorte is my tyme. Lo as for my dayes they ar but an hādfull ye they are nothynge to the what sayd I ye euery man stande he neuer so faste is but vanite and nought Selah What is he ye euery man walketh lyke a shadowe it is but vanite nothīg what so euer mortal mē enforse They heape togyther riches but they knowe nat for whom they gather thē And nowe my lorde wherfore do I tary in y● verily my hope is layd vp Wherfore delyuer thou me from all my synne set me nat forth for a laughyng stoke before the wiked mā I helde my pease opened nat ones my mouth for thou madest me thus to do Take awaye therfore thy plage for thy strōge hāde hath almost made an ende of me Surely whyles thou in chastening any man for his synne doest but chyde him onely anon thou consumest him So that what so euer thyng is pleasant in him anon it perissheth as a mought eten cloth what sayd I verily euery mā is but vanyte nothyng worth Selah Lorde here my prayer gyue eare vnto my cryenge ceasse nat whyles I wepe for I gyuen vnto the am here but away faryng stranger as were all my fathers Spare me that I might brethe a lyttell before I ceasse go oute of this worlde The argument in to the .xl. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Dauid glorieth of his delyuerance thorowe the helpe of god from a greate peryll he merueleth of the infynite mercy of god towarde them that feare him for which thyng seynge that he desyreth no sacrifyce but euyn mā himself he yeldeth hīselfe to him magnifiēg hi● rightwysnesse mercy he toucheth that his synnes were cause of his peryll and at the laste he prayeth god to cast downe his enemyes and to make glad good men with his gentilnes EXpectās expectaui Whyles I abode I taryed for the lorde he bowed downe his eare to me and herde my crienge He led me out of the tough cley and muddy pitte the water arisyng roūd about me he set my fete vpon the stone and gaue quycke spede to my steppes And he put in to my mouth a newe sōge to praise therwith our god Which thynge many perceyue to be worshippe to the lorde began also lyke wise to trust in him Blessed is that mā that setteth the lorde before him for his hope hath no respecte to the proude men ●leuynge to vaine lyes the truth forsaken Many thinges hast thou done lorde my god thy noble dedes and depe counsels as cōcernynge vs no man maye comprehende no man maye shewe ne expresse them neyther maye they be nombred Thou delytedest neyther in sacrifyce nor in oblation but hast opened my right eares to here the neyther brente sacrifyce nor yet any slayn beest hast thou desired And than I sayd lo I myselfe am here presente of me it is wrytten in the bokes of the lawe It hath lyked me well to do thy wyll my god thy lawe is set faste with in me in my very herte I shall preache thy rightwysnes in the full cōgregation lo I haue nat holden my mouth as thou lorde well knowest In no maner wise haue I hid thy rightwisnesse within me but thy faithfulnesse thy sauynge wyll haue I sprede I haue nat cessed to shew forth thy mercy thy trouthe in the full congregation Neither thou lorde also hast holdē thy gratyouse mercyes fro me thy gentyll fauour thy trouth preserue me perpetually For I was ouerwhelmed with innumerable troubles my synnes combred me so that I myght nat se thē all they were farre mo thā the heere 's of my heed for the which thīge my herte fayled me Let it please the lorde to delyuer me lorde haste the to helpe me Let them be confoūded that laye awayt for my lyfe to quench it let thē be borne bacwarde with open shame ignominye as many as studye to do me harme Let them be destroyed bicause thei haue ben about to shame me euen they whych sayde by me fyghe fyghe vpon me But let them reioyse in the who so euer seke the loueth the helthe whiche thou bringest let these men haue euer in their mouth magnified extolled be the lorde I was in adflyction pouertye but the lorde loked to me thou arte my helpe my delyuerer my god thou shalte nat tary The argument in to the .xli. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Dauid remēbreth a certayne disease in himself in which whan he laboured his enemyes reioysed greatly thynkynge him to be outquenched thorowe the paine of his disease his frendes forsoke him but god holpe him and euermore helpeth wherof he affermeth that mā to be happye which knoweth the displeasure of god towarde him BEatus q i intelligit Blessed is that man which vnderstandeth the very thīge as cōcernynge the sycke man in tyme of aduersyte the lorde shal delyuer hī The lorde shall kepe him he shall restore him to helth he shall enioye prosperouse thinges vpon the erthe for thou shalte nat leaue him to his enemyes pleasures The lorde shall strēgthen him lyenge vpon his sycke beed thou shalte so bryng it to passe that he shall change all his bed I verily sayd lorde haue mercy vpō me heale my soule for I am a sīner againste the. My enemyes spoke euyll vpon me sayenge whan shall he ones dye whan shall his name perisshe Whā any of thē came in to see me he spoke vayne lyes he gathered mischef to hīself in his hert and he
the .xlix. Ps. ¶ This Psal. reproueth the madnes of couetousmen vttreth their wretchednes which here take their pleasure felycite in richis afterwarde to be perpetuall wretches in hell The tytle is all one with the Psalme before AUdite hee oēs Here ye this thīg al people listen vnto these thinges as many as lyue ī this worlde As wel ye that ar of the comē people as ye that ar ī dignite as wel ye that ar riche as they that ar pore My mouth shall speke wysedom the medytacyon of my hert shall shew ye the riȝt vnderstādīg I shal applie myn eare vnto a parable my harpe reighted vnto me I shal expoūd my rydle Wherfore shuld I fere ī tyme of aduersyte whā my shrewde wayt layers besege me rounde about Which trust in their riches ar magnifyed for their haboūdāt goodes And yet no man be he neuer so hyghe in dignite may redeme his brother frō deth no man pay to god the price of this redemption It is wtout doute no small pryce their lyues to be losed free from deth to lyue euer To prolonge their lyues into euer lastynge and neuer to se their graue Surely they se both wise men dye shrewde men folysshe they dye all a lyke and they leue to other men their riches They thought ī their mynde their housholdes to abyde for euer with their habitacyons they extolled theyr names in the erth But man in his glystryng fortune shall nat abyde he shall be lyke the bestes whiche dye downe ryght This same their owne īuencyon is their very owne folysshnes and yet their posterite gredily folowe their wayes Selah Lyke shepe shall they be caste in to their graues deth shal be their shepherde the lyght ones spronge ryghtwismen shall be their lordes their beaute shall fade awaye hell shal be their hospytall But god shall lede backe my soule from hell for he hath taken me vp to defende me Selah Feare thou nothinge whan thou seest a man made riche haue encresed greatly the gloriouse dygnitye of his house For he shall nat beare all away with hī whan he dye neyther shall dignitye his companyon go downe with him For his soule shall haue her heuen here by lyfe mē shall prayse the whyles thou settest forth and magnifyest thy selfe These men shall folowe the natyon of their fathers that is they shall neuer se lyght That man to whom happeneth prosperouse fortune and nat vnderstandynge the gyuer thereof shall be lyke a beest in his departynge The argument in to the .l. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Asaph declareth howe mightely god wolde call vnto him all natyons of the worlde by the gospell delyuerynge by his mightye power his chosen also howe that he wolde than requyre of his rather faythe knowlege and declaringe of his goodnesse thā sacrifyces or workes and howe greuously he wyll curse entreat them that boste thē of his relygyon without the pure study of his true worship The tytle of the psalme The songe of Asaph DEus deorum The mightye god lorde shall make a crye and call vnto him all that inhabyte the erthe frome the east to the west God shall set oute a lampe from Syon whiche is his mooste goodly ornamente and beautye Our god shall come shall nat tary fyer shall brenne before him roūde about him shall there be a vehement whyrlwinde He shall call the heuens aboue and the erth also that he might delyuer his people in iugement Gather ye togyther my sayntes which stycke to my promyse before their owne dedes And ye heuens shewe forth his mercy wherwith he maketh men rightwyse for god he is iuge Selah Here my people I shall speke Israhell here thou and I shall promyse the that I am god ye and that I am euē thy god I wyll nat reproue the for my suffrynge or omittynge thy sacrifyces neither wyl I loke for thy beaute sacrifyces I wyll nat neither nedeth it me to make frō thy house any oxe either from thy folde any gotes For all the wylde beestes of forestes are myne the wylde beestes that fede in a thousād hylles also are myne I chalenge for me all the soules in the hylles all the lyue in the feldes ar myne Yf I shall hūger I wyl nat tell the therof whan the roūde worlde all about is myne what so euer is cōteyned therin Thynkest thou that I wyll eat befe and drinke gotes blode Yf thou wylte gyue god a sacrifyce gyue him his prayse and honour and thus paye thy promyse to the most highest As to call vpon me in tyme of tribulation I shall defende the and thus shalt thou honour me For vnto the vngodly man god sayd wherfore pratest thou of my ceremonies bablest with thy mouthe of mye promyse Whan thou hatest my disciplyne correctynge thy lyfe and throwest awaye my wordes Yf thou espyest any thefe anon thou rōnest to hī and couplest thy selfe with adulterers Thou hast gyuen thy mouth to euyll thy tonge craftely paynteth disceytes Thou syttest spekest against thyn own brother sclanderously and iniustly thou verest thyn owne mothers sonne These thynges thou doest yet I diffar my punisshmente thou imaginest me to be but a nother man lyke vnto the but I shall reason with the set fote to fote agaynst the. This thinge consyder and knowe I praye ye that forget god lest he plucke you by the sleue no man may rescu help you He that sanctifyeth me with praise honoreth me to him that goth the riȝt way shall I gyue godly sauynge helth The argument into the .li. Psal. ¶ This Psal. is a prayer of a man vnfaynedly knowlegīge his sīnes in which prayer the good mā desyreth to haue the good spirite of god thorowe which spirite all euyl cōcupiscēce is refrayned rightwyse makīge is sought in which cōsysteth trewe forgyuenesse of sīne The tytle of this Psal. The sōge of Dauid cōmitted to the chaūter aft that the prophet Natham had ben with him for that adultery cōmitted with Barsaba Uries wyfe Rede thistorie .ii. Regum .xii. MIserere mei Haue mercy vpō me god for thy gentylnes sake for thy great mercyes sake wype away my synnes And yet agayn wassh me more fro my wickednes make me cleane fro my vngodlynes For my greuouse synnes do I knowlege my vngodlynes is euer before myn eyes Against the agaīst the onely haue I sīned that that sore offendeth the haue I done wherfore very iust shalt thou be knowē in thy wordes pure whan it shal be iuged of the. Lo I was facyoned in wickednes my moder conceyued me polluted with sinne But lo thou woldest trouth to occupye rule in my inward partꝭ thou shewedest me wisdom which thou woldest to syt in the secretꝭ of my herte Sprincle me with hysope and so shall I be clene thou shalt washe me and than shall I be whiter than snowe Poure vpon me ioye
scourge them whose maiestie hath endured from the beginynge Selah For they change nat them self nor yet feare they god He hath layde handes vpon my frendes he hath brokē promyse which he made with them Their mouthes are as softe as butter and in their herte nourisshe they battayle their wordes ar more smothe plesante than oyle and yet are the same wordes as harde as sharpe as dartes Cast thy carefull heuynes vpon the lorde and he shall ease the he shall nat suffre a rightwisman to slyde to fall for euer Uerily thou god shalte thruste downe these blodye deceytfull men into their graues tombes all redy made for them they shall nat bringe their dayes to halfe their age but I shall truste in the. The argument into the .lvi. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Dauid maketh mencion of the desyer of goddes helpe beynge in perell with Achis the philystene kynge of Gathi The title of this Psal. The songe of Dauid cōmitted to the chaūter to be songe of a dōme doue fleynge farre a waye that is to saye of Dauid whan the philystens had taken him in Gathis The storie is .i. Reg. xxi MIserexe mei Haue mercy vpō me oh god for man hath almost deuoted me with cōtynuall battayle he hath all to broken me My dayly awayte layers haue swalowed me vp there ar many surely that fight agaynst me oh right hygh god But whan feare brought me into a straynte I trusted in the. I remembred the promyse of god withe prayse and trusted in god wherfore I fered nat what so euer mortall man coulde do to me What so euer I beganne they enuyed it daily all their study was bente to do me a mischef they were gathered togither and laide awayt for me they obserued my fete and gaped to catche my soule By their shrewdnes they trusted theym selfe to escape all daunger but it is god that throweth downe people Thou canste well tell howe ofte I haue fled and as for my teares thou hast put them vp into thy bottell that is to saye into thy boke Whan I shall call vpon the my enemyes shall go backe by whiche thynge I maye knowe that god standeth on my parte With prayse shall I remembre the worde of god with praise shall I remēbre the promyse of the lorde In god shall I truste and so shall I nat feare what so euer man maye do to me I shal make my vowes vnto the oh god vnto the shall I gyue prayses For thou wylte delyuer my soule from deth and my fete surely from slydynge that I myghte walke before the in the lyuely lyght The tytle shall declare the Psalme ¶ The songe of Dauyd called Ne pardas that is to saye destroye him nat whan he fledde from Saule īto a certayne denne The storie is red the first of the kynges the .xxii. and .xxiiii. MIserere mei Haue mercy vpō me oh god haue mercye vpon me for my soule hath cōmitted her selfe vnto thi ꝓteccion I crye vnder thy winges to be defended vntyll this vyolēt blast be ouerblowen I shall call vpon the high god euē god which fynisheth all thīgꝭ for me He shall sende down from heuen to saue me and shall caste him in to opprobrye that wolde spyll me Selah He shall sende downe his mercy and his trouth My soule is in the myddes of lyons I dwell amonge men which are a fyer whose teth are speares and arowes and their tonge is a sharpe swerde Lyfte vp thy self oh god aboue heuēs lyfte vp thy glorioꝰ beaute aboue all the erthe They layde a nette for my fete this man depressed my soule they dygged vp a pytfal for me they theyr selues fell into it Selah My herte is well set o god my herte is well set I shall synge and prayse My tonge be thou stered vp stryke vp ye fydels harpes I shall sīge very erly I shall magnifye the amonge the people lorde I shall loue the amōge the hethen Thy mercy is so great that it recheth vp to the heuens thy trewe faithfulnesse lyfteth her self vp vnto the cloudes Lyfte vp thy selfe oh god aboue the heuens and extolle thy beautifull glorye aboue all the erth The argument into the .lviii. Psal. ¶ This psalme is an inuectyue agaynst the flaterers of Saule thorowe the punysshmente of whom he prophesyeth the rightwyse to be meruelously made glad The tytle The songe of Dauid cōmitted to the chaūter to be played vpō the orgayns which song was called Ne perdas SI vere vtique iusti Do ye pronoūce truly o counsell that that right is do ye iuge right amonge the mortall men No verily ye rather paynte and conceyue wyckednes in your mynde and for equite your handes way violent wrōges in the erth These vngodly are reprobate persons euē from their mothers wombe they are nowe strayed frome the right way ye and that from theyr birth They beare venome in them lyke a serpente euen lyke the deffe Aspes whan she stopped her eares Because she wolde nat heare the voyce of the enchanters or of the charmer that well can enchaunte O god distroye the tethe of the mouth of these men euen the wange tethe of these lyons breke thou oh lorde Let them synke awaye lyke water and lette them be a marke vpon the which arowes sent out of a stronge bowe are all to broken Let them be dried vp lyke a snaile in her shell and lyke a chylde borne before the tyme whiche neuer se sonne Let them be taken away lyke a yong thorne before it be growen into a tree before their myschefe be rype and sharpe take them away with thy sodayn īdignation The right wyse shall reioyse whan he consydereth this vengeaunce shall wasshe his fete in the blode of the vngodly And thā the people shall saye verily the fruite of the rightwismā abydeth him for surely that is god iugynge in the erth The argument in to the .lix. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid desyreth helpe against his aduersaries The tytle of this Psal. The songe of Dauid called Ne perdas whan Saule sēt vnto his house to obserue to espy hī to the entente he wolde haue slayne him Thistorie is in the fyrst of the Kynges cap. xix ERipe me de inimi Deliuer me frō myne enemies my god take me frō these that ryse agaynst me Delyuer me from these men which ar all gyuen vnto mischef saue me from these blodsheders For lo they laye awayte for my lyfe there are come togither agaīst me strōge and boystous men yet o lorde no faute haue I made them They rāne vpon me and ar nowe bent to distroye me gyltles aryse to socour me beholde And thou lorde god of hostes the god of Israell awake that all nacions maye knowe the be thou nat mercyfull to all men that ar agaīst the euē of a wiked purpos Selah They rōne about here there in y● night huntynge yellynge lyke dogges for me ye they seke all the
beaute For thy mercy is more desyrous thā this same lyfe with my lyppes shall I praise the. Thus shall I magnifye the thorowte all my lyfe in the prayse of thy name shal I lyft vp my handes Thou shalt satisfye my soule with fat delycious meat wherevpon my lyppes shall ioye and my mouth shal prayse As sone as I shal remembre my selfe vpon my bed I shall thynke vpon the euen in the watches of the nyght For thou verily arte he that brīgeth me helpe and I beynge sure in the shadowe of thy wynges shall tryumphe ioyfully My soule cleued v●to the for thy ryghthande sustayned me These men that seke my lyfe to spyll it shall go downe into their graues Men shall dryue them vpon the edge of their swerdes they shal be hewen cut into meat for foxes But the kynge shall reioyse in god and he shall glorye that swereth by him for their mouthes shal be stopped The argumēt into the .lxiiii. Psal. ¶ This psalme is a prayer agaynst sclanderers and false accusers whose naturall disposytion Da. here discribeth ꝓphesieth their punishmēt The tytle Dauides sōg cōmitted to the chāter EXaudi deus orationē God here my prayer kepe my lyfe from my fearfull enemy Hyde me from the shrewde counsell harmfull company which are all gyuē to mischef Which whette their tonges lyke swerdes and lyke as out of a bente bowe they shote forthe bytter wordes for arowes To smyte the īnocent they wyll smytte him sodenly and wyll feare nothynge They studied for a mischef talke amonge themself of snares to be preuily layed sayeng who shall espye them They studyed what mischef they might do euery mānes minde serched they concluded faste thervpon But god shall smyte them with a soden darte thei shal receiue their dethꝭ woūde Their owne tonges shal smyte them selues and who soeuer shall se them shall avoyde sore astoned All mortall mē shal se this thynge shall speke vpon the worke of god they shall knowe his dedes The ryghtwyseman shall reioyse in the lorde and shall commytte hym selfe to his cure all rightwyse in herte shall reioyse gloriously The argument into the .lxv. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid declareth god to haue his chefe seate in Syon there to be knowē and worshypped of all men TE decet himnus Prayse abydeth the oh god in Syon and men shal performe vnto the their vowes Unto the which hearest prayer all mortall men shall come Iniquite preuayled agaīst vs but it is thou that purgest vs frō oure synnes Blessed is he whome thou hast chosen whom thou haste taken to the to dwell in thy house For he shall be satisfyed with the good thingꝭ of thy house of thy holy temple Of thy meruelouse rightwysnesse shalte thou graunte vs oh god oure sauyour wherefore they shall truste in the al that inhabyt the farthest costes of the erthe of the longe see Thou arte he which settest the hylles in theire strengthe gyrte rounde aboute with power Whiche swageste and peaseste the feerse rorynge of the sees ceassest the noyse of their floudes and the wood furye of the hethen They that are in the extremest partes of the erth shall feare at thy wonderfull tokens them that dwell at the east and at the west thou shalt make glad Thou hast vysyted the erth with rayne whan it was full drie thou hast made it very riche and plentuouse the ryuer of god floweth full of water thou shalt make her wheate to encrease luckely for so is it thy pleasure to endue it Laye playne her euyn vorowes moist theym temperatly withe swete showers and blesse thou the spiringe of hir corne Thou shalte leade the eare aboute with thy gentyll fauour thy cloudes shall drope fatte plentuousnesse There shall fall droppes vpon the mantions of the deserte the hylles shall ioye couerde rounde aboute with plentuouse fruite The playne feldes shall be coueted with flockes of shepe and the valeys shall be fylled with corne wherfore euery man shall synge and make melody The argument into the .lxvi. Psal. ¶ This Psal. is a gyuinge of thankes for the delyuerance of the people of Israhell frome the tyranny of the vngodly The tytle The song of Dauid commytted to the chaūter to be songe IUbilate Make ye melody to god as many as inhabyt the erthe Gyue ye glorie vnto his name in syngīg gyue ye vnto him gloriouse prayse Saye ye vnto god oh howe fearfull are thy dedes for thy wyde power euen thy enemyes shall come crepynge crouchīg vnto the. Unto the shall ꝓfesse homage worship all that dwell vpon therth they shall syng vnto the they shall synge vnto thy name Selah Come hyther se the workes of god se his fearfull workes towarde men He turneth y● sees in to drie lande he maketh men to go thorowe the see drie shode there we reioysed of his power He turneth the worlde by his power his eyes loke vpon the heithen these backslyders from his trouthe shall neuer be promoted Selah O people magnifye ye our god prayse him with loude voyces This is he that hath preserued the lyfe of our soule and hath nat suffred our fete ones to slyde Uerily god hath ꝓued vs he hath tryed vs with fyre as men were wōt to try siluer Thou broughtest vs in to a strayte and charged our loynes with heuynesse Thou laydest sore men vpon our heedes we were brought in to fyre water and thou leadest vs out agayne in to a place where we were well refresshed I shall go to the lorde at all tymes I shall paye vnto the my vowes Whiche I promysed with my lyppes made with my mouth whan I was in afflyction I shall offre vnto the fatte sacrifyces with the ricke sauour of motton I shall brēne vnto the oxen gotes Selah Come ye hyther as manye as feare god and beare what thynges he hath done to my soule I called vpon him with my mouthe and with my tonge I exalted him If I had set my mynde vpon iniquite thā god had nat herde me but nowe god hath herde gyuē hede vnto my prayer Praised be god which hath nat repelled my prayer nether hath he wtdrawē his mercy fro me The argument into the .lxvii. Psal. ¶ Here Dauid desyreth the fauorable presence of god for the people of Israhell DEus misereatur God mighte fauour and haue mercye vpon vs he might lyghten vs with his presence Selah That thy waye might be knowen euerywhere in the erth and thy sauynge helth also vnto all nations The peple might magnifye the o god ye all peple might magnifye the. The heithen myght ioye and tryumphe in that thou doest ryght vnto the people dyrectest the natyons vpon therth Selah The people might sprede thy name oh god ye all people mought magnifye the. The erthe also myght gyue agayne her encrese and god whiche is our god myght do vs good God mought blesse vs and all that inhabit
of thy seruante for vnto the oh lorde lyft I vp my herte Uerily thou lorde thou art both gentle mercyfull thou berest a plētuouse good wyll to al the call vpō the. God here my prayer receyue my depe desyer Whan I am in trouble I call vpon the for thou were wonte to here me Amonge all the goddes is there nat one to be compared vnto the neither is there any of them that may do suche thīges as thou dost All the nation whiche thou hast made shall come and worshippe the oh lorde god and shall extolle thy name For right gret art thou which also dost meruelous thinges thou arte god alone Teche me thy wayes lorde that I may lyue of thy faythe knytte my herte vnto the that it maye feare the. I shall magnifye the O lorde my god with all my herte I shall sprede thy gloriouse name for euer Full great verily haue thy mercyfull goodnes ben euer towarde me for thou delyuerdest my soule euen from the nethermost hell Oh god the proude vngodly made insurrection agaynste me and the cruell congregation of violente men seke my lyfe which haue no respecte vnto the. But yet thou lorde thou art prone vnto mercy thou art redy to fauour to forgiue slow vnto wrath swīmyng in mercy faithfulnes Beholde me haue mercy vpō me gyue thy strength vnto thy seruante and preserue the sonne of thy hande mayden Do good vnto me openly that they that hate me myghte be ashamed to se that thou lorde helpest and confortest me The argumēt īto the .lxxxvii. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Ierusalem is magnifyed vnto whō it is ꝓphesyed many of euery naciō to come The tytle of the Psal. The ditie of the songe of the sonnes of Corah FUndamenta eius Her foūdatiōs were layde vpon the holy hylles The lorde loued the gates of Syon aboue all the cytyes of Iacob Glorious passynge cleare thynges are spoken of the oh Cytie of god Selah ▪ I shall nombre vnto theym that knowe me Egypte Babilon Lo there shall come with them also the Palestines the Tyrions with the Moores of Inde for he was borne there Also it shal be sayde of Syon this man and that was borne in it that same man euen he the moste highest shall laye fast her foundations The lorde shall nombre and write in his people togither for it is he that ther was borne Selah Both the syngers the players with all maner of melody that pleaseth me shall be in the. The argument in to the .lxxxviij. Psal. ¶ In this Ps. is cōtayned a greuouse cōplaint of one beynge in extreme afflyctyons The tytle of this psalme The songe of the sonnes of Corah Heman Ezraite commytted to the chāter to be songe of a certayne ordre of syngers in the quere for afflyction and dysease DOmine deꝰ salutis Oh lorde god the author of my helth I haue cryed vnto the by day by night also before the. Let my prayer come before the bowe downe thyne eare to my cryenge For my soule is cloyed with diseases my lyfe is brought vnto my graue I am reputed as one to be caste into the ꝓytte euen as a mā without all strength I was layde to the dead mē as one free frome the worlde lyke men slayne slepynge in their graues out of mynde as a cast awaye from thy hande Thou haste put me in to the nether dyche euyn in to derke and depe dongens Thy hotte indygnatyon laye vpon me and thou ouerwhelmedest me with all thy flodes Sel. Thou madest men that knewe me to flye my company thou causedest me to be eschewed of thē I am closed in maye nat out go My face is wrinkled dried vp with sorowe I called vpon the dayly I stretched forthe my handes vnto the. Shalte thou worke thy myracles withe the deed men or shall the buryed men aryse agayne and prayse the Selah Shall thy mercy be publisshed in mēnes graues thy faithfulnes in our departynge Shall thy myracles be knowen in derknes thy rightwysnes in the forgetfull lande But yet I o lorde crye vnto the and in the mornynge my praier came before the. Wherfore oh lorde put test thou away my soule and turnest thy face fro me I was tormented in mynde and in a maner deed euen from my youth was I pressed downe with thy feare and sythen euer it hath contynued Thy wrath peersed me thorowe thy fere hath dygged me thorowe Anguysshe and trouble hath closed me in dayly lyke waters haue cōpassed me roūde about Thou madest my frendes and them that knewe me to flie farre from me and thus my acqueyntaunce thou hyddest fro me The argumēt into the .lxxxix. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. is declared goodly and at large the newe and olde Testamēt or couenaunte whiche is smytten by Christ the sonne of Dauid betwene god his chosen neuer to be brokē that vnder the fygure of Dauid of his posterite For a declaration of the fyrst parte of this Psal. and knowlege of these two wordes merci faithfulnes ye shall vnderstande that god of his mercy and goodnes fyrste promyseth and for his truthes sake he performeth it which faythfull performynge the prophet calleth faythfulnes wherfor these two wordes mercy and faythfulnes are comēly ioyned togyther in the Psalmes The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Ethan MIsericordias domini The mercy of the lorde shal I prayse in my songe perpetually thy faythfulnes shall I declare with my mouth into all ages For thus thought I with my self thy mercy shall be p̄pared euer to cont●nue thy faithfulnes also to encrese in the veri heuēs I smit hādes with my chosen swore vnto Daued my seruāt I shall stablishe his posterite with encrese to stāde for euer I shal set fast his seate regal īto al agꝭ Se. Heuenly mē shal celebrate publishe thy meruelous dedꝭ oh lorde saītes shal sprede thy faithfulnes in the congregation For what man in the clowdꝭ may be cōpared to the lorde or who amonge the goddes may be lykened vnto the lorde God is greatly dreded ī the cōgregacyon of his saintes gretly to be feared amōg thē which ar aboute hī Lorde the god of hostꝭ who is lyke the in power oh lorde all thynges about the ar faythfulnes Thou declarest thy power euē vpon the proude see swagest her highe waues Thou hast smyt downe and all to broken Egypt with thy stronge power thou haste dispersed thyn enemyes Heuēs ar thine the erth is thyne the roūde worlde with all that therin is thou haste made them The northe the southe thou hast made them Thabor and Hermon shall reioyse in thy name Thou haste an excedynge strength thou strengtheneste thy hande and lyftest vp thy ryghthande In rightwisnes equite thy seate is set mercy faithfulnes go before thy face Happy is the people oh lorde that knoweth the voyce of the trōpettes they that are
endued with the fauour of thy presence shal in entre They shall reioyse vpō thy name dayly and for thy ryghtwisnes they shall lyfte vp their selues For thou art the glory of their strēgth for thy good wylles sake thou shalt extol our power The lorde is our prīce our shylde it is our kynge that maketh holy Israell Than thou spokest in a visyon to thy saītes sayeng I haue set vp a mightty man to be an helper I haue lyfte vp a chosen mā out of my people I haue foūde my seruant Dauid with my holy oyntmente haue I anoynted him That my hande shulde be fast with him that my armes shulde strengthen him His aduersaryes shall nat begyle him a shrewde man shal nat vexe him I shall smyte togyther his aduersaryes befor his face his haters shal I distroy My mercy my faythfulnes are with hī and ī my name shal his power be exalted I shall throwe the see vnder his power the floudes shal be at his cōmaundement He shall call vpon me sayeng my father arte thou my god my sauynge defence Ye I shall set hym to be my fyrst begotē chylde to be aboue the kyngꝭ of therth Into euerlastyng shall I laye vp my mercy for him I shal be faythfull in promyse vnto him I shall bryng it so to passe that his sede shall euer endure his seate regall shal stāde as longe as the heuens abyde But if his chyldren shall forsake my lawe lyue nat after myn ordinaūce If they shall defyle my ceremonies wil nat obserue my commaundementes With a rodde than shall I punyshe theyr synnes with beatynges shall I reward their iniquites But yet my mercy shal I nat take from him neither wyll I deceyue him of my promyse I shall nat frustrate my bargayne neither wyll I change that thynge which is ones gone forth of my mouth Ones I swore be my holynes in no maner of wyse shall I deceyue Dauid His seade shall euer contynue his seate regall shall abyde before me lyke the sōne It shall endure as fast to stande as the moone whiche is in the cloudꝭ a sure forshewer of the tyme. Sel. But yet thou hast repelled thou hast abhorred turned away thy face in thy gre● angre from thy anoynted Thou haste had no consyderacyon of thy couenaunte smytten with thy seruauntes thou hast caste downe his diademe to the grounde Thou hast cast downe his walles turned his stronge defēces īto his gret feare They plucked tore him as many as passed foreby he was brought to this state that euen his owne neyghbours had him for a laughyng stocke Thou maintenedest the righthande of thē that assayled hī all his enemyes thou madest glad Uerily euyn thou bluntedest the edge of his swerde and woldest nat helpe him in batayle Thou madest an ende of hys dignyte and his seate regall thou threwest downe into the erth Thou cuttest of the dayes of his youth and couerdest him with ignomynie Selah Howe longe o lorde shalt thou thus cōtynually turne the awaye shall thy ho●e indygnatyon brenne thus styll lyke fyer Remēbre of how fewe dayes I am hast thou made all men in vayne For what man is there whiche must nat dye maye there any man delyuer his lyfe frome the power of his graue Selah Where are those thy mercys shewed of old tyme past oh lorde whiche thou sworest vnto Dauid of thy faith Remēbre thy rebukes whiche are layde vpon thy seruauntes o lorde I receyued into myn owne bosom all the rebukes of moch people With the which thy enemyes reuyled vs oh lorde they reuyled euyn thy anoynted bycause he taryed so longe Praysed be the lorde for euer more AMEN AMEN The argument in to the lxxxx Psal. ¶ In this ps Moyses cōplayneth of this vain present lyfe desyreth the fauour of god to prospere tho thinges whiche he hath begone The tytle The prayer of Moyses the man of god DOmine refugiū Lorde thou hast ben a refuge or sanctuary for vs that at all tymes Before thy hilles were brought forth and the erth rounde about was prepared frome worldes vnto worldes thou art god Thou ledest backe man vntyll he be olde and than thou sayest turne ye backe agayne o mortall men For a thousand yeres are before the euyn as yesterdaye whiche are nowe past as one of the watches of the night Thou makest them to slyde downe all at ones lyke a sodeyn gret rayne they ar lyke a dreame lyke a floure anon ar they changed Which florisheth in the mornynge and receyueth fresshe beautie at euenynge it is cutte downe and withred Uerily we are wasted with thy wrathe and with thy feruente indignatyon ar we throwen downe Thou haste layed our iniquyties before thy face and our offences haste thou set in the lyghte of thy presens All our dayes thou beynge angry shall slyde awaye our yeres go away lyke a thought The dayes of our yeres ar threscore and ten we be somewhat stronge they are foure score and the beste of them are passed in synne and heuynes swiftly we muste flye awaye What man knoweth the power of thy wrath but lyke as men feare the so fele they thy indignation Wherfore shewe vs playnly the nōbre of our dayes that our herte myght gete some wysdome Turne the lorde how longe be pleased set thy herte at rest with thy seruantes Fyll vs anone with thy mercy we shall tryumphe reioyse all our dayes Make vs glad for the dayes in the which thou hast scourged vs for the yeres in the whiche we suffred afflyctiōs Let thy worke shyne vpō thy seruantꝭ thy beautefull magnifycence vpon their chyldrē The glorious maiestye of the lorde our god be ouer vs make thou to prospere what so euer we go about what so euer we begin make it to succede luckely The argumēt into the lxxxxi Psal. ¶ Here it is declared how sure that man is and howe fre from all yuels whiche committeth him selfe with a fast fayth vnto god QUi habitat in Who so euer sytteth in the secrete helpe of the most hyghest abydeth faste vnder the shadowe of the all mighty for all alone suffycient He shall saye to the lorde thou arte my trusty defence my castel my god I shal cleue vnto him For he wyl delyuer me from the snare of the hunters and from their deedly pestylence He wyl couer the with his fethers thou shalt be sure vnder his wynges defended with his faithfull promyse as with bucler and shylde Thou shalt nat nede to be afraid of night bugges neither of the arowes that flye by day Neither of the poyson pestylēce that crepeth in the derke nor yet of the deuylyshe distroyer in the clere mydday There shall fall of thy left syde a thousāde and of thy ryght hande shall there fal ten thousande but suche falles shall nat come nyghe the. For thou onely shalte beholde these thinges with pleasure
brekynge in no rōnynge out no out criynge in our stretes Happy is that people with whom it goeth thus happy is that people which holdeth the lorde for their god The argument into the C.xlv Ps. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid declareth the mercy of god to be so poured forth into euery mā that all thynges do prayse and magnifye it but chefely the faythfull men whiche are moste plentuously fylled with it The tytle The hymme of Dauid EXaltabo I shall extoll the god o kynge and shall publyshe thy name thorowout all the worlde Contynually shall I magnifye prayse thy name throwout all the worldes Great is the lorde worthy moche prayse his greatnes can nat be serched Frō age to age thy workes shal be praysed and they shal declare thy noble actes All my mynde shall be ernestly set at all tymes to declare thy cleare and glorious fame and also to publishe thy meruelous dedes Men shal speke forth the mighty power of thy myracles and I shall put them in mynde of thy myght Men shall shewe forthe the memoriall of thy plentuous mercy and shall ioyfully tryumphe of thy ryghtwysnes The lorde is fauorable bente vnto mercy slowe vnto wrathe and of plentuouse goodnes Gentle is the lorde vnto al mē and his mercyable gentelnes swimming ouer all his workes All thy workes shall magnifye the and thy mercy shal declare thy selfe Men shall preache the beautefull glorye of thy kyngdome and shall extoll thy dedes with wordes That they myght certifye and shewe mē his noble actes his glorie his clearnes Thy kyngdome is a kyngdome in to all worldes and thy power is a power thorowe out all ages The lorde stayeth who so euer slydeth and as many as are thrust downe he lyfteth vp agayne The eyes of all thynges loke vp wayte vpon the and thou gauest them meate in tyme. Thou openest thy hande satisfyest all thyngꝭ lyuyng for thy goodwyll Ryghtwyse is the lorde in all his waye he is good in all his dedes Present is the lorde to as many as call vpon him to as many as call vpon him of true belefe To them that feare him he maketh all thinges acceptable he heareth their erienge and saueth them The lorde kepeth all that loue him and all the vngodly he wyll banyshe My mouth shall speke the prayse of the lorde euery thynge lyuynge shal sprede his holy name into all the worldes The argument into the C.xlvi Psal. ¶ This Psal. is a prayse of lyke argumēt with the Psal. before saue that here the Prophet disswadeth chefely the trust in to men whan it is so that god is he which alone both may saue wyll saue all that trust in him The title of the Psal Prayse ye the lorde LAuda aīa mea Prayse the lord my soule I shall prayse the lorde whiles I lyue I shal synge vnto my god as longe as I shall haue my beynge Trust nat in princes which are but men in whom there is no sauynge helth Their breth goth forth of their bodyes and by by they are turned ī to their erth in the same day all their counsels perishe Hapy is he that seketh helpe of the god of Iacob whose hope is the lorde his god Which hath made heuens and erth the see and what so euer ar contayned in thē which kepeth his promyse for euer Which auengeth men vexed wrongfully whiche gyueth meate to the hungry it is the lorde that loseth men in holde The lorde gyueth lyghte to the blynde the lorde lyfteth vp men oppressed it is the lorde that loueth the rightwyse The lorde kepeth stāgers he lyfteth vp the yonge fatherles the wydowes and the purposꝭ of thūgodly he turneth vp so downe The lorde shal be kynge for euer whiche is thy god o Sion in to al ages Prayse ye the lorde The argument into the C.xlvij Psal. ¶ In this Psalme the prophet exhorteth Israhell by name to the prayse of god and also the cytisens of Ierusalem LAudare dn̄m Prayse ye the lorde for it is a plesaunt and a ioyefull thinge to prayse our god there is no thinge so to be desyred as the prayse of hym The lorde shall restore Ierusalē shall gather to gyther the scattered out lawes of Israell He healeth the broken in herte and caseth their heuy labours He nombreth the sterres gyueth namꝭ to them all Grace is our lorde grace is his power his wyt may no mā cōprehēde The lorde lyfteth vp the meke lowlyōs the proude vngodlye he casteth downe to the groūde Sīge ye to the lord with thākes giuynge synge ye vnto our god with harpe Which ouerledeth the heuens with cloudes and prepayreth rayne for the erthe and bringeth forth grasse in the hylles Which gyueth cat all their foode meat also to the rauyns chekens calling for it He delyteth nat in strength stronge stedes neyther hath he pleasure in the trumpets of men But his plesure is in them that feare him truste vpon his mercy Praise thou the lorde o Ierusalē prayse thi god o Siō For it is he that shal strēgthen the barres of thy gates shall lade thi cytesens within the with plētuouse gyftes He endueth thy costes aboute the with pease and satisfyeth the with the mooste purest floure of the wheate He sendeth forth his pleasures in to the erth his cōmaūdemētes rōne forth swiftly He gyueth downe snowe lyke wulle the hore froste he scatreth lyke asshes He casteth forthe his hayle lyke gobbetꝭ of bred who maye abyde his colde He sendeth forth his worde and melteth them awaye he ledeth backe his wynde and the waters droppe downe It is he that tolde his pleasurs to Iacob vis ordynance and decrees vnto Israhel With no natiō hath he thus delt neither to any other dyd he publyshe his decrees The argument into the C.xlviii Psal. ¶ In this Psal. the Prophet exhorteth all creatures both heuenly erthly to the praise of god The tytle of the Psal. Praise ye the lorde LAudate dn̄m Prayse the lorde ye heuēly mīdes prayse ye hī all that are aboue Praise him all aungels prayse him all his hoste roundaboute hym Praise him sonne and mone praise hym all bright and shynynge sterres Prayse him the mooste highest heuens and ye waters that ar aboue the heuens Praise ye the name of the lorde for he made all thīges with a worde And hath made them to stāde fast into all worldꝭ he hath gyuen thē a lawe whiche they breke nat Prayse ye the lorde al creatures of therth dragōs all depe waters Fyer hayle snowe yse stormy wīdes doing his commaundement Mountayns and all high hylles frutefull trees all cedre trees All wylde bestes tame all thīges that crepe fethered foules Kinges of therth all peple princes all rulers of therthe Syngle men maydēs old men yonge prayse the name of the lorde for it is only hyghe and sprede ouer erth and heuens He
in thy ordynaunces These proude vngodly framed togyther their paynted lyes agaīst me but I shall obserue thi cōmaūdemētes with all my hert Their grosse hertes ar congeled lyke talowe but I shall delyte in thy lawe I was happye that thou tamedest me with afflyction that I might yet so be instructe in thy ordynaunces Better is the lawe of thy mouth to me than thousandes of golde and syluer ¶ The tenth Octonary Iod. Thy handes haue facyoned me and ordeyned me gyue me vnderstandynge to learne thy commaundementes They that feare the shall be gladde to se me so to cleue to thy promyses Nowe knowe I lorde that thy iugementes are righte good and that thou haste scourged me of a good entente But I beseche the let thy mercy be my conforte accordīge to those wordes whiche thou promysedest to thy seruaunte Let me be in thy fauour and I shall lyue for thy lawe is my delyte Let these proude vngodly be confoūded for they go aboute to distroy me fautles but yet shall I in the meane tyme set all my mynde vpon thy cōmaundementes Let them that worshyppe the and know thy testimonyes turne vnto me My herte shall be perfyte in thy ordinaūces wherfore I shall nat be shamed ¶ The .xi. Octonary Caph. My soule faynted longynge after thy sauynge helpe but yet I lyfte vp my eyes vnto thy promyses My eyes daseled with lokynge vp after thy promyses I sayd whan wylt thou conforte me I was dryed away lyke a bladder hāged in the smocke but yet forgete I nat thy ordinaunces How longe shall thy seruant suffre these thynges whan wylte thou at last gyue sentēce agaynst my persuers These proude vngodly dygged pitfalles for me whiche haue no respecte vnto thy lawe All thy preceptes ar faithfull true they persecute me vnworthly helpe thou me They had almost made an ende of me in therth but yet in no maner of wyse forsoke I thy commaundementes Restore me for thy mercyes sake than shall I kepe the testimonies of thy mouth ¶ The twelfe Octonary Lamed Oh lorde thy worde standeth for euer in the heuens From generation to generation continueth thy trouth thou haste set therth and it standeth styll The tyme contynueth styll accordyng to thy ordynaunces for all thynges are at thy commaundemente Excepte thy lawe had bene my delyght I had peryshed in my afflyction I shall neuer therfore forget thy cōmaūdementes for by them thou hast refresshed me I am thyne saue thou me for I serched thy commaundementes The vngodly wayt to distroye me but I in the meane tyme shall endeuer me to vnderstand thy testimonies I perceyue that euery thynge comprehēsyble hath an ende but thy commaundementes are incomprehensyble ¶ The .xiii. Octonary Men. Oh howe excedyngly haue I loued thy lawe continually do I thynke therof Thou hast made me wyser than myn enemyes thorowe thy preceptes for they ar euer in my mynde I exceded all me teachers in right vnderstandynge for I am euer spekīg of thy testimonies I passed euen the seniours ī true vnderstādynge for I obserue marke thy cōmaundemētes From euery euyl pathe I refrayned my fete to th entent I wolde obserue thy speches I haue nat swarued frō thy pleasures for thou shalt instructe me Oh howe swete are thy speches in my tast they ar sweter than any hony in my mouth I fetche my vnderstandynge at thy commaundementes wherfore I hate euery deceytfully path ¶ The xiiii Octonary Nun. Thy wordes ar lanterne to my fete and lyȝt vnto my fote path I haue sworne shall performe it to kepe thy iust pleasures I am sore febled with affliction lord restore me accordynge to thy promyses O lorde I beseche the let the well wyllīg sacrifyces of my mouthe be accepted and teache thou me thy pleasures I my selfe bringe my lyfe euer in to peryll but yet the lawe do I nat forget These proude vngodly haue set snares for me but yet I swarued nat from thy commaundementes I haue chalenged thy testy monies for my perpetuall heritage for they ar my hertes ioye I haue bowed downe my herte to do thy ordināces ye that for euer wtout ende ❧ The .xv. Octonary Sameh The frantyke hardnecked do I hate and thy lawe haue I loued Thou arte my lurkynge place my shylde I wayte for thy promise Auoyde fro me ye hurtful mē I shal obserue the preceptes of my god Strēgthen me accordyng to thy ꝓmyses that I may lyue let me nat be shamed disapoynted of my hope Staye thou me and I shal be saued and I shall delyte busely in thy ordynaunces Thou shalt trede downe all that erre frō thy ordinances for al the ●rafty mennes study is to deceyue with lies Lyke rust thou rubbedest away al those proude vngodly of the erth wherfore I loued thy testymonyes My flesshe trembled for feare of the and I was afrayde of thy iugementes ❧ The .xvi. Octonary Ain All my mynde was to do equite ryghtwysnes leue me nat to my vniust vexers Delyght thy seruant with good thyngꝭ lest these vngodly make me sorowfull with their iniuries My eyes daseled lokyng vp for thy sauynge helpe waytyng for the promyses of thy ryghtwysnes Deale with thy seruant mercyably and instructe me with thy ordynaunces I am thy seruāt make me to vnderstande and to knowe thy testymonies It is tyme oh lorde to do iugement for they haue scatred abrode thy lawe And therfore I loued thy preceptes aboue golde and precious stones And for this I knowledge all thy commaundementes to be ryghtwyse and I hate euery false pathe ¶ The .xvii. Octonary Pe. Meruelous are thy testymonies wherfore my soule obserueth thē To come but to the dore of thy scripture lyghtneth and giueth vnderstādyng to the vnlerned I drewe in my breth fayntly for that I laboured so sore to attayne vnto thy preceptes Beholde me haue mercy vpon me accordīge to thy iugemētes wherw t thou gouernest the lawes of thy name Rule my steppꝭ after thy plesures suffer no iniquite to haue dominiō ouer me Redeme me frō thiniuries of men and I shall kepe thy commaundementes Make thy coūtynance to shyne vpon thy seruante instructe me in thy ordinance Stremes of wat gusshed out of my eyes bicause I se mē nat obseruīge thy lawe ¶ The .xviij. Octonary zadic Rightwyse art thou lorde right are thy iugementes Thou hast commaunded in thy testimonyes ryghtwysnesse faythfulnesse moste chefely My zele to thy worde kylled me bycause my pursuers forgotte it Thy wordes are purely tryed lyke as with fyer and thy seruaunt loueth them I was a lytelon and an abiecte but yet forgotte I nat thy commaundementes Thy rightwysnes is euer lastynge right wysnes and thy lawes is the very trouth Whan afflyction and heuynes hadde taken me than thy commaundementes refresshed me The beleuynge of thy promyses is euerlastyng rightwysnes gyue me the vnderstandynge of this thynge I shall lyue ¶ The .xix Octonary Kuph I called vpon the with all my herte graūte