regard I hate and trust in thee alone O Lord. 7 In thee I will rejoyce thou wilt not see My soul in trouble nor adversitie 8 Nor didst thou to my foes make me to come Thou hast my feet plac't in a most large room 9 Some pitty on me take O Lord mine eye With grief 's consum'd my soul with miserie 10 My life is spent with grief with sighs my year My strength me fails my bones consume with fear 11 ' Mongst foes I am a scorn friends are dismaid My neighbours when they see me are afraid 12 As men when once they 're dead are quite forgot Just so am I or like a broken pot 13 I 've heard much slander fear was on each side When they conspir'd ' gainst me thou wert my guide 14 For I in thee O Lord did put my trust I said thou wert a God to me most just 15 My times are in thine hands deliver me From th' hand of him which is mine Enemie 16 Thy face to shine upon thy Servant make O Lord save me for thy sweet mercies sake 17 Let me ne're be asham'd on thee I call Put sinners to the shame and make them fall 18 Make dumb their lips which follow after lies And mischief do against th'upright devise 19 How great 's thy goodness laid up for them then Which fear and trust in thee for th' Sons of men 20 Thou shalt in secret keep them and them hide From strife of tongues and from the worldlings pride 21 Blest be the Lord who shew'd me all along Marvelous kindness in a City strong 22 I said in haste when I was much opprest I was cut off yet heardst thou my request 23 Ye Saints love God who doth the faithfull guide He 'l give the proud according to their pride 24 Be of good courage for the Lord 's most just He 'l strengthen you if you make him your trust PSAL. XXXII 1 THe man is blest whom God forgives his sin 2 Whose heart no guile nor fraud is found therein 3 For whilst that I my sins kept close my bones Did waste away with dayly plaints and moanes 4 Both day and night thy hand on me lay smart My moisture into dryness did convert 5 Then to confess my fault I did begin Thou didst O Lord forgive me all my sin 6 The humble man shall therefore pray to thee Floods shall not him destroy he needs not flee 7 When trouble once doth compasse me about Thou art my refuge and dost rid me out 8 I will thee teach how thou shalt walk aright And will thee guide according to my sight 9 Be not so ignorant as th' Horse or Mule Whose mouth without a bit there 's none can rule 10 There shall much sorrow find the wicked out But God the righteous compasseth about 11 Be glad in God therefore lift up your voice Y' upright in heart and in him much rejoice PSAL XXXIII 1 YE righteous in the Lord rejoyce for praise Is comely to th' upright in all their ways 2 Praise ye the Lord with harp and sing him things Of pleasantnesse with musick of ten strings 3 Play skilfully sing him a song most new 4 His words are all most pure his works most true 5 He loveth right and judgement with good will And with his goodness he the earth doth fill 6 For by his works alone were th' heavens wrought And by his breath the Hosts to passe were brought 7 He gathers Seas on heaps within the shore He layeth up the depth in house of store 8 Let all the earth fear God and let them all In awe of him be kept and on him call 9 He spake and it was done he did Command The universe is perfect out of hand 10 God brings to nought those that do evil act He maketh their device of none effect 11 The Councells of the Lord shall â—â—and most pure His thoughts t' all ge-ne-ra-ti-ons shall endure 12 Blest are all they t' whom God their guide is known Whom he doth chuse he taketh as his own 13 The Lord look't down on men mortal by birth 14 Considering the dwellers of the earth 15 He fashioneth mans heart and doth it frame Alone he knowes the working of the same 16 A King of Hosts shall not be sav'd at length Nor shall a mighty man prevail by 's strength 17 An horse for safety is most vain nor can He by his strength deliver any man 18 Behold the eyes of God the just doth aid With those that to offend him are afraid 19 Their soul to death in famine thou'lt ne're yield 20 Our souls waits on thee thou' rt our only sheild 21 Our hearts in thee shall joy still present be 22 With us who daily put our trust in thee PSAL. XXXIV 1 I 'le bless the Lord for ever and his praise Shall in my mouth continue all my dayes 2 My soul shall make her boast of God my choice Th'umble shall hear thereof and much rejoice 3 O therefore magnifie with me the Lord And let 's exalt his Name with one accord 4 For I my self him sought he lent an ear And did deliver me from all my fear 5 Who doth behold shall see his light most clear They shall not be asham'd nor need they fear 6 This poor man for relief to God did cry He sav'd him from his trouble instantly 7 Gods Angel doth Encamp them round for ever That fear his Name and he doth them deliver 8 O taste and see that God is good and just Blessed is he who maketh him his trust 9 Ye Saints fear ye the Lord to him give ear For there 's no want to them that do him fear 10 The Lyons young do rage and suffer much But who fears God no lack shall be to such 11 Come children dear unto my words give ear I will you teach how you the Lord shall fear 12 That man that would lead long a blessed life 13 Must keep his tongue from guile his lips from strife 14 From ill depart do good and peace pursue 15 To such the Lord gives ear they 're still in 's view 16 Gods face is ever ' gainst the wicked train He cuts off those that should of them remain 17 The Righteous cry God doth hear them ever Frees them from pain and them he doth deliver 18 The Lord is nigh to such as contrite be The poor and meek also them 〈◊〉 he 19 Th' afflictions of the righteous many be But God from all of them do set him fâ—ee 20 The Lord he doth preserve their Sons alway That none of them are broke or do decay 21 Sin shall the wicked slay he that doth hate The righteous shall be ever desolate 22 The Lord redeems the Souls of his nor shall Those that make him their trust be prone to fall PSAL. XXXV 1 LOrd plead my cause with those that strive ' gainst me They sought to slay but conquer'd are by thee 2 Be thou my help take hold on Spear and Shield
is The Kingdom and its Royalties are his PSAL XXV 1 TO thee I lift my soul in thee I trust 2 Save me from shame or triumph of th' unjust 3 Let none that on thee wait ashamed be Let them be sham'd which work iniquitie 4 Shew me thy ways teach me thy paths in truth 5 Thou God of my Salvation from my youth 6 With tender mercies Lord do me behold And loving kindnesse which hath been of old 7 Remember not th' sins of my youth but take Compassion on me for thy goodness sake 8 God is upright he 'l sinners teach the way 9 The meek he 'l guide if they upon him stay 10 For mercy eke and truth are all thy wayes To such as keep thy Cov'nant all their days 11 My sins are great O Lord set thou me free 12 I fear and trust thy way to chuse teach me 13 His soul at ease shall dwell his seed possess 14 The earth who fears the Lord reaps his goodness 15 Mine eyes for ever towards God are set 'T is he shall pluck my feet out of the Net 16 Turn to me now O Lord and mercy shew As to th' afflicted thou wer't wont to do 17 The troubles of my heart enlarged be Bring me forth of distresse and miserie 18 M'affliction look on and forgive my sin 19 For foes to hate me without cause begin 20 Keep thou my Soul O Lord deliver me Nor let me be asham'd I trust in thee 21 Let just uprightness Lord preserve mee ever 22 I wait on thee thy Is-ra-el deliver PSAL. XXVI 1 JUdge me O Lord for I have walk'd most just Therefore I shall ne'er slide in thee I trust 2 Examine me my heart and eke reins try 3 I 've walk'd in truth thou wer 't before mine eye 4 I never haunt vain men nor will I goe With the dissembler he 's my deadly foe 5 The companies of wicked men I hate Nor sit with them nor take them for my mate 6 But will in innocency wash my hands And so embrace thine Alter and Commands 7 That I may publish with the voyce of laud And tell of all thy wondrous works abroad 8 Thine habitation Lord how have I lov'd The place wherein thine honour dwell'th unmov'd 9 Reckon me not with sinners men of blood 10 Whose hands snatch bribes fill'd full of all but good 11 But I will walk in mine integritie Redeem O Lord and mercy shew to me 12 In Congregations I will praise thy grace So shall my foot stand stedfast in its place PSAL. XXVII 1 THe Lord he is my light my health my aid Whom shal I fear of whom shall I be'fraid 2 When that my foes ' gainst me began to brawl As if they would me eat themselves did fall 3 From whence this confidence to me doth rise No war nor hosts of men can me surprise 4 One thing I do O Lord of thee desire Thy house to dwell in and thy tents admire 5 In time of dread Lord thou wilt me secure In secret place upon a Rock most sure 6 And now my head 's advanc't above my foes I 'le sound thy Praises and thy Acts disclose 7 Hear Lord when with my voyce to thee I cry Have mercy on me answer speedily â— When thy command to me was Seek my face My heart reply'd Lord I will it embrace â— As if displeas'd hide not thy face from me Thou wast my help thou wilt my helper be â—0 When parents me forsake thou takest care â—1 My paths make plain lest enemies m'insnare 12 Preserve me from the fury of my foes who still with cruell slanders me oppose 12 Fainted I had unless believ'd to see In Land of th' living Gods goodness to me 14 Wait on the Lord take courage and he 'l be Strength to thy heart therefore on God wait ye PSAL. XXVIII 1 O Lord my Rock to thee I cry be not Thou silent lest it pit I be forgot 2 But hear my voyce when unto thee I crie With hands lift to thine Oracle on hie 3 Draw thou me not with wicked and pervert Who speak fair to their friends but fraud in heart 4 According to their deeds do them regard And as they wicked are so them reward 5 For God and eke his works regard they never But he 'l destroy them and their seed for ever 6 Blest be the Lord therefore who lent an ear The voyce of his Suppliant for to hear 7 He is my strength my sheild my hearts whole trust I helped am him magnifie I must 8 The Lord 's the strength of his Inheritance 9 Thy people save feed blesse eke and advance PSAL. XXIX 1 YE Rulers of the world give to the Lord 2 Glory and strength exalt him and his word 3 His voyce rules waters as himself doth please Commands the thunder governeth the Seas 4 Most powerfull is his voyce he makes to fall 5 The Cedar Trees of Lebanon most tall 6 They skip like Calves or Unicorns also Le-ba-non Si-ri-on where born they grow 7 The voyce of God did flames from fire take 8 And make the wilderness of Cadesh shake 9 He makes Hindes Calve and lay their fortress plain And in his Temple he 's proclaim'd by Man 10 The Lord sitteth on floods as King for ever 11 He will give strength to 's folk and them deliver PSAL. XXX 1 THou 'st lift me up therefore Lord I 'le praise thee Nor hast thou made my foes triumph o're me 2 My God to thee I cry'd thou didst me heal 3 Thou broughtst me from the grave thou art my weal. 4 Sing to the Lord ye Saints and eke give praise And in his memory rejoyce alwayes 5 His anger it indure may for a night The Morning shews his favours and delight 6 When I injoy'd the world I us'd to say I ne're shall smart nor shall my wealth decay 7 For thou O Lord didst send me strength and aid But when thou hidst thy face I was afraid 8 Therefore again O Lord I cry'd to thee Shew me thy face and eke deliver me 4 What gain is it if thou destroy my dayes I said shall dust shew forth thy wondrous praise 10 Wherefore my God some pitty I desire My soul do not forsake I thee require 11 Then didst thou turn my grief to chearfull voice Tookst off my sackcloth mad'st me to rejoyce 12 Wherefore my soul shall dayly sing the praise Of thee my glory and my God alwayes PSAL. XXXI 1 LOrd let me not be asham'd I trust in thee But in thy Righteousness deliver me 2 Hear me O Lord to help me make good speed And be thou my defence in time of need 3 For thou' rt my Rock my fortress do therefore Lead me and be my guide for ever-more 4 Thou art my strength then pluck me from that Net Which they for me most privily have set 5 Into thine hand I give my soul as due For thou 'st redeemed thou' rt my God most true 6 Those that do lying vanities
39 But of the Lord the justs Salvation is In time of trouble all their strength is his 40 The Lord shall help and eke deliver th' just Them he shall save because they in him trust PSAL. XXXVIII 1 O Lord in thy great wrath rebuke me not Nor chasten me in thy displeasure hot 2 Thine arrowes stick fast in me they me goare Thine heavy hand oppresseth me full sore 3 Cause of thy wrath my flesh it hath therein No soundness nor bones rest ' cause of my sin 4 For all my sins above my head are gone And too great burthen makes me for to moane 5 Cause of my folly corrupt wounds smell strong 6 I troubled am bow down mourn all day long 7 My loins with sore disease have no whole part 8 And I most feeble roar for grief of heart 9 All my desires are before thee O Lord My groanings are not hid thou heard'st my word 10 My heart doth pant my strength it doth me fail My sight is gone my troubles so prevail 11 My lovers and my friends keep from my sore My kinsmen alienate themselves therefore 12 Who seeks my life lays snares to do me wrong Mischeife they muse deceit think all day long 13 But as one deafe to them I lent none eare And as one dumb to speak I did forbear 14 And as one deaf whose mouth hath no reproof 15 In thee I hope thou 'lt hear on my behoof 16 I said hear me least they insulting cry His foot now slips our selves we 'l magnify 17 I almost halt my sorrows are 'fore me 18 I will declare my sins and griefs to thee 19 But Enemies are lively war most strong And they are multitudes that do me wrong 20 And those that render ill for good to me They are my foes ' cause I delight in thee 21 Be thou not far from me nor me forsake 22 Thou God of my Salvation pitty take PSAL. XXXIX 1 I 'Le mind my ways least that I sin I said Open my mouth 'fore wicked I 'm afraid 2 Made dumb with silence so I held my peace Refrain'd good talk but sorrows did increase 3 Whil'st I was musing thus my inward flame Moved my tonge to burst into this same 4 Lord let me know my end and length of life How fraile I am for to conclude this strife 5 My life 's a Span mine age is nought 'fore thee An hand breadth lesse nothing but vanitie 6 Thus man turmoils himself in grief and pain Heaps riches up as shaddows finds all vain 7 Now Lord what wait I for my hope 's in thee 8 From all my sins and scorn of fools me free 9 Dumb ' cause thou didst it I resolv'd to be 10 Thy hand me slays thy stroke remove from me 11 When thou for sin rebukes man in a day His Beauty like a Moth doth fade away 12 Regard my tears O Lord and do me hear I stranger am as all my Fathers were 13 O spare me that I may get strength before I do depart from hence and be no more PSAL. XL. 1 I For the Lord did wait most patiently To me h' inclin'd an ear he heard my cry 2 From Pit of horror and from miry clay He pluck't my feet on Rock ' stablish't my way 3 To me he taught new Songs to praise his name Those that see it shall fear and do the same 4 The man is blest that maketh God his trust Respects not proud nor loveth the unjust 5 Much are thy thoughts and works toward us done They can be told or reckoned by none 6 Thou 'st g'ven me ears no sacrifice requir'd Sin and burnt offerings thou 'st not desir'd 7 Then said I lo I come to do thy will 8 Thy law writ in my heart for to fulfill 9 Taught of thy righteousness O God have I In Congregations great I 'le not deny 10 Nor I from them thy faithfull truth have hid Thy loving kindness still declare I did 11 Hold not thy tender mercies Lord me fro Thy faithfull loving kindness to me show 12 Innumerable ills do me confound Mine iniquities have beset me round In number they exceed th' hairs of my head Therefore my heart me fails I 'm almost dead 13 O Lord my God therefore let it please thee In haste to help and eke deliver me 14 Shame and confound those that seek my souls harm Destroy o'â—ethrow all such with thy strong arm 15 Let them be desolate reward of shame That scorning at me cry Ah here 's the game 16 While such as fear thee glad be and rejoyce And such as love thee magnifie their choice 17 Poor needy though I am God thinks on me He is my help deliver Lord haste thee PSAL. XLI 1 BLest man is he con-si-de-reth the poor The Lord delivers such from troubles sore 2 He 'l bless preserve keep him alive on earth Nor him give up to his foes will or mirth 3 When body 's sick the Lord 's his strengh and aide Yea his sick bed shall by his God be made 4 Then said I Lord be mercifull to me And heal my soul my sins they are ' gainst thee 5 My foes do evill speak of me and crie When shall we see him perish when 's Name die 6 If me he visit he speakes va-ni-tie His heart contracteth sin abroad he 'l lie 7 They that me hate me hurt and whisper still 8 He 'l now sure rise no more 's diseas'd so ill 9 Yea my familiar friend whom I did trust That ear my bread his heel against me thrust 10 But thou my Lord be mercifull to me And raise me to requite their crueltie 11 By this I find I am belov'd of thee When foes no cause have triumph over me 12 To fall from truth thou'lt me suffer never But set me still before thy face for ever 13 The Lord of Is-ra-el be prais'd therefore Amen Amen say I for evermore PSAL. XLII 1 AS chasted Hart desireth th' water foard My thirsty soul longs after thee O Lord. 2 My soul for God the living Lord thirsts still It would appear 'fore him to know his will 3 My teares have been my meat both night and day Whil'st where's thy God upbraidingly they say 4 My soul 's pour'd out when this I think upon For I with troops unto thy house have gon Ev'n with the Me-lo-die of joy and praise As multitudes to God keep Holy-dayes 5 Why then so sad my soul disquieting me Trust God his countenance shall set thee free 6 O Lord my soul doth faint to think upon The land of Jordan little hill Hermon 7 Each wave of troubles to me calls another No sooner 's one o're-past but falls the other 8 But thou'lt in day thy kindness shew to me And in the night thy song shall with me be 'T is thee Lord of my life that I will praise And eke my pray'r shall tend to thee alwayes 9 I 'le say My rock why forgettest thou me Why mourn I cause th' rage of mine enemie
that would me slay 2 Hide me from those that in deceit do lurk And eke from those iniquity that work 3 Who whet their tongues like as men whet their swords And bend their bows to shoot their bitter words 4 That they may hit in secret place the just They quickly shoot at him no God they trust 5 In wicked works they have decreed and say Let 's use deceit there 's none dare bid us nay 6 What way to hurt they muse within their heart What snares to use they all consult their part 7 But God will shoot at them and with them fight He shall them wound and put them all to flight 8 Their evill tongues shall work themselves such blame That who their faults see wonder at the same 9 All men that see of Gods great works shall tell And all his doings they shall know full well 10 The just shall trust in God and shall rejoyce So shall the pure in heart be glad in voyce PSAL. LXV 1 IN Sion Lord for thee e're waiteth praise And to thee I 'le perform my vow always 2 For that thou do'st unto my pray'rs agree All folk both far and near shall trust in thee 3 Iniquities ' gainst me prevail alway For my transgressions purge them all away 4 The man is blest thou takes i' th' Court to dwell With goodness of thine house it shall excell 5 Hear us O God our health from thee doth rise The hope of earth and of Sea coasts likewise 6 Which by his strength he makes the mountaines stand With strength they are beset and with thine hand 7 Which maketh boistrous Seas to be most still And governeth all tumults at his will 8 The folk that dwell on earth shall dread to see Thy signes the morn and noon shall e're praise thee 9 When th' earth is dry and thirsteth more and more Then with thy drops do thou encrease her store Thy floods do ever flow in ev'ry thing The seed and corn thou makest up to spring 10 Thou breaks her clods with wet her furrows fills Her fruits are blest thy drops on her distills 11 Thou deckst the earth with fair and pleasant crop Thy clouds of rain great plenty they do drop 12 Whereby the desert great increase shall bring Hills shall therein rejoyce and eke forth spring 13 The pastures flocks shall feed and cover th' earth Th' corn so encrease that men shall sing with mirth PSAL. LXVI 1 YE men make joyfull noise to God alwayes 2 Sing forth his Name and glorious make his praise 3 How great thou art in all thy works say ye Thy foes for fear ' gainst will they seek to thee 4 All earth shall sing unto thy holy Name I 'le worship thee my soul shall do the same â—Behold and see what things the Lord hath wrought Mark well what he for man to passe hath brought â—The Seas he dry'd therein a way they had They went on foot most dry their hearts were glad â—By pow'r he rules and eyes all men for ever Triumphing rebells he will not deliver â—Ye people bless the Lord our God always With joyfull voyce sing ye eke of his praise â—Who keeps our souls in life all by his love He looks t' our steps we shall not slip nor move â—0 Though like to silver Lord thou didst us try â—1 And broughtest grief on us that we should ly â—2 Though thou let men our heads o're ride and raign Though we through fire and water run for pain Yet sure I am thou didest it for best Thou brought'st us in a place of wealth and rest 13 Into thine house I 'le go and dayly pray There to apply my self my vows and pay 14 Which with my mouth I spake in all my smart And which I made in dolour of my heart 15 Burnt offrings I 'le give thee fat oxe and rams My sacrifice shall be of goats and lambs 16 Come forth and hear all ye that fear the Lord What for my soul he'th done I will record 17 Full oft to mind his goodness I do call I make great speed t' shew forth his praises all 18 If I in heart regard iniquity The Lord will never hear me when I cry 19 But verily the Lord hears my desire And grants me what of him I do require 20 Blessed be God who hears me when I pray His mercies from me he takes not away PSAL. LXVII 1 THe Lord in mercy grant to us his grace And cause on us to shine his glorious face 2 That all the folk on earth may know thy way And saving health ' mongst nations great I say 3 Let all the people praise thy holy Name And thee extoll my soul shall do the same 4 Let all the world rejoyce and sing with mirth For thou with truth and right dost guide the earth 5 Let all the people praise thine Holy Name And thee extol my soul shall do the same 6 Then shall the earth yeild forth her great encrease And then to bless us thou wilt never cease 7 God will us blesse and then both far and near Shall have great cause his holy Name to fear PSAL. LXVIII 1 GOds foes shall flee when that he doth arise And scattred shall be all his enemies 2 As fire melts wax and th' wind blows smoake away So in Gods presence th' wicked shall decay 3 But just men 'fore the Lord shall much rejoyce They shall be glad and chearfull in their voyce 4 Who rides on th' skies sing praises to his Name His Name is Jah let 's magnifie the same 5 He that 's above within his holy place Is Childrens Father judge of widdows case 6 Houses he gives unto the comfortlesse But rebells brings into a great distresse 7 When thou didst march th' Egyptians from among And brought'st thy folk through desart wide and long 8 He made it rain so fast the earth did quake His mighty presence made Mount Sion shake 9 Thou wash't thine heritage with store of rain When weary 't was thou didst with it remain 10 Thy chosen flock dwelt there and thou hast store Of goodness got for those which are thy poore 11 God gave the Word great company were those That set it forth for they of him were chose 12 Kings of great Armies fled apace with toil And she that staid at home shall part the spoil 13 Though ye'mong pots have lain y'out shine the dove Whose wings beneath like silver gold above 14 When in 't God scatted Kings both high and low It was like Salmon Hill as white as snow 15 Though Bashan be an hill both great and high Yet Sion doth it much exceed then why 16 Brag ye ye Hills to leap cease will ye never God Sion loves and there he 'l dwell for ever 17 His Armies thousands are of warriours strong He eke in Sinai is them all among 18 Thou 'st gone on high and captive led them all Which long since kept his chosen ones in thrall Thou 'st gifts receiv'd and
subjection also 43 They still provok't he oft-times set them free But were brought low for their iniquitie 44 Yet when they were in much extremity He them regarded and did hear their cry 45 He call'd to minde what he to them had swore And he for them repented much therefore 46 He also those to pitty them made glad That carried them when they were captives led 47 Save us O Lord our God to thee we pray From Heathen folk eke gather us alway That we may thanks give to thine Holy Name That in thy Praise we may adore the same 48 Blest be the God of Is-ra-el for ay Praise ye the Lord. Amen let all men say PSAL. CVII 1 GIve thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth endure both now and ay 2 Th' redeemed of the Lord let him say so Whom he hath kept from the hand of their great foe 3 And gath'red them out of the lands from th' East From the North from th' South yea even from the west 4 They wandered in Solitary way No City they did find where they could stay 5 Hungry and thirsty th' were ' cause they did want Their Soul within them also it did pant 6 Their trouble in to God they all did cry He them set free from their extremity 7 And he them led forth e-ven by th' right way That they might go to the place where they might stay 8 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodness for unto poor Souls alwayes 9 The longing Soul he satisfieth at will The hungry Soul with goodness he doth fill 10 Such as be in the depths of darkness found Affliction in most toilsome being bound 11 ' Cause they Rebel'd ' gainst Gods great Majesty And eke contemn'd the Counsel of th' most High 12 Therefore he brought the hearts down of each one They all fell down to help them there was none 13 Their trouble in to God they all did cry He saved them from all their misery 14 From darkness he them brought for his own sake Their bands in sunder eke for them he break 15 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodnesse for unto poor Souls alwayes 16 For he the great strong Gates of Brass hath broke And cleft the Iron Barrs ev'n at one stroke 17 Fools for their sins do feel much misery Th' afflicted are for their iniquity 18 Their Soul all manner of good meat doth hate And they draw neer e-ven unto Deaths Gate 19 Their trouble in to God they all did cry He saved them from their great misery 20 He sent his Word and them did heal with joy He them set free from those would them destroy 21 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodness for unto poor Souls alwayes 22 And let them sacrifice with thankfull voyce His wondrous workes declare and so rejoyce 23 Such as in Ships into the Sea descend Their merchandise through fearfull floods to end 24 The workes of God the Lord these men do see His wonders eke where deepest waters be 25 For he commands the stormy windes obey And lifteth up the waves thereof I say 26 To th' skies they mount to th' depths they fall again Their soul is melted ' cause of their great pain 27 They stagger much they reel both to and fro They 're almost mad like drunken men they go 28 Then in their pain to God they all did cry He saved them from their great misery 29 He makes the storm a calm ev'n at his will So that the waves thereof which rag'd are still 30 They 're glad when rest is come which they did crave And are brought to that place which they would have 31 O that men would unto the Lord give praise His goodness for unto poor souls alwayes 32 Let them the folk ' mongst praise his holy Name Where elders be let them eke do the same 33 He rivers makes like deserts to be found And water-springs he turns into dry ground 34 A fruitfull Land full barren he doth make Of wicked men revenge he doth then take 35 He deserts turns to water that doth stand And into water-springs he turns dry land 36 There he makes dwell those that most hungry are That for their use a Town they might prepare 37 And Vineyard plant and sow good seed in field Of their increase which pleasant fruit may yeeld 38 He blessed them they multiply'd in peace He suff'red not their Cattel to decrease 39 Again they minish't are and brought full low Oppression through affliction and sorrow 40 He puts contempt on Kings makes them to stray In wilderness where that there is no way 41 But yet the poor he brings from troubles deep And oft augments their train like flocks of sheep 42 The man that 's just shall see it and rejoyce And all iniquity shall stop her voyce 43 Who so is wise and will these things record Such shall perceive the kindness of the Lord. PSAL. CVIII 1 O God my heart is fixt I 'le sing alwayes Ev'n with my glory and thee give due praise 2 Awake my harp sweet melody to make And I my self right early will awake 3 O Lord 'mong people thou shalt praised be 'Mong Nations great thou shall be prais'd by me 4 Thy mercy for is much 'bove th' heavens high Thy truth doth reach beyond the cloudy skie 5 'Bove Heavens high exalt thy self O God On earth display thy Glory all abroad 6 So that thy might may keep such as thee fear That they may have thy help this from me hear 7 I will rejoyce God spoke in 's holy place Sichem and Succoths I 'le divide by pace 8 Gilead is mine Manasses mine beside Ephraim's my head my law doth Juda guide 9 In Mo'b I 'le wash o're Edom make shoe flee Philistine triumph thou because of me 10 Who will me bring into the City strong To Edom guide lest that I should go wrong 11 Wilt not thou which hast left us and our coasts And would'st not take into thy care our hosts 12 Give us thy help from those that us disdain The help that man can give us is but vain 13 Through God our Lord we shall do valiantly 'T is he alone treads down our enemy PSAL. CIX 1 O Lord my God hold not thy tongue alwayes Ev'n thou that art the God of all my praise 2 Th' mouth of the wicked out ' gainst me is broke With lying tongue they have against me spoke 3 With hatred they me compassed about And eke against me fought a cause without 4 My love for they my adversaries are But I do dayly give my self to pray'r 5 They eke have ill for good rewarded me And for my love they all most hatefull be 6 A wicked man o're him set eke let stand The dreadfull Satan ev'n at his right hand 7 When he is judg'd let him condemned be And let his pray'r become iniquity 8 Let 's dayes be few let others take his place 9
they be 5 They 've mouths but speak not eyes but cannot see 6 They having ears hear not we know full well They noses have yet have no sense to smell 7 They hands but feel not feet but they walke not There 's none of them that speaketh through his throat 8 They that them make are like unto them just And so is ev'ry one that in them Trust 9 O Is-ra-el trust in the Lord alway He is their help that trust in him for ay 10 O house of Aaron trust ye in his Name 11 For he 's their help and shield that do the same 12 God hath been mindeful of us he 'l us bless To Israel Aarons house he 'l do no less 13 Who fears the Lord our God he 'l bless them all Who ere they be let them be great or small 14 The Lord he shall increase you more and more Both you and yours you children shall have store 15 You are the blessed of the Lords say I Which made the earth and eke the Heavens high 16 The highest Heavens are the Lord 's above The earth to men he gives of his free love 17 The dead praise not the Lord neither do they That into silence do go down that way 18 But we will bless the Lord our God alway Praise ye the Lord from this time forth for ay PSAL. CXVI 1 I Love the Lord because he hears my voyce I am his Suppliant he is my choice 2 He hath me heard therefore on him I 'le call And whil'st I live make him my all in all 3 Hells pains and eke deaths sorrows set me round Nought sorrow but and trouble there I found 4 Upon the Lords great Name then did I call I pray thee Lord my soul free from this thrall 5 God gracious is to mercy bent is he 6 He simple keeps I low was he rais'd me 7 O thou my soul return unto thy rest God hath much kindness unto thee exprest 8 For thou deliv'red hast my soul from thrall Mine eyes from tears and eke my feet from fall 9 In land of living 'fore the Lord I 've walk't 10 I have believ'd was griev'd therefore I 've talk't 11 In haste I thus said All men liars be 12 What shall I render God for 's gifts to me 13 The wholesome cup of saving health I 'le take Unto the Lords great Name my pray'r I 'le make 14 Unto the Lord my God I 'le pay my vow In presence of his people even now 15 The death of those in whom God takes delight Most precious are in his most glorious sight 16 Thy Servant Lord I am I do confess Thine Hand-maides Son thou 'st loos'd me from distress 17 The sacrifice of prayer I 'le offer thee Thy Name shall still be call'd upon by me 18 Unto the Lord my God I 'le pay my vow In presence of his people even now 19 In all the Courts and Temples of the Lord Let Sion praise his Name with one accord PSAL. CXVII 1 O All ye Nations to the Lord give praise All ye his folk both now and eke alwayes 2 For he is mercifull his truth for ay Indures praise ye the Lord therefore I say PSAL. CXVIII 1 GIve thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth indure both now and ay 2 Let Israel say his mercy lasts for ay 3 And eke the same let Aarons houshold say 4 Those that fear God even now let them say That he his mercy eke indures for ay 5 I call'd on God in grief he answerd me In place most large he also set me free 6 The Lord is on my side I will not be Afraid what man or beast can do to me 7 God takes my part with those that do help me My wish on them that hate me I shall see 8 'T is better to believe the Lord most just In Princes great then to confide or trust 9 'T is better to believe in God most just In Princes great then to confide or trust 10 All Nations living compas't me about But in the Name of God I 'le them blot out 11 They all beset me compast me about But in the Name of God I 'le blot them out 12 They came 'bout me like Bees but in Gods Name I quench't their fiery thorns I 'le ' stroy the same 13 That I might fall thou sore hast thrust at me But God he helpt and eke deliv'red me 14 The Lord is my defence my strength and song And he also my Saviour is most strong 15 In th' dwellings of the just there 's health and joy The Lords right hand triumpheth valiantly 16 The right hand of the Lord 's exalted high For his right hand things worketh valiantly 17 I shall not die but live and all abroad Declare the wondrous workes ev'n of our God 18 The Lord my God hast chastened me sore But unto death he hath not g'ven me o're 19 Open the Gates of Righteousness alwayes I 'le enter them the Lord alone to praise 20 Gods Gate in which the just to enter are 21 I 'le give thee praise for thou hast heard my pray'r 22 The stone which builders oft-times did refuse Is now become the cheif stone which men use 23 This is the doing of the Lord most high It marvellous doth seem ev'n in our eye 24 This is the day which God the Lord hath made We will rejoyce and eke in it be glad 25 Save now my God O Lord beseech thee I I thee beseech send us prosperity 26 Who comes i' th' Name of God blessed is he Out of Gods holy house blest you have we 27 He who hath shewn us light is God the Lord On th' Altars hornes binde th' Sacrifice with cord 28 Thou art my God I will shew forth thy praise Thou art my God I 'le thee exalt alwayes 29 Give thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth indure both now and ay PSAL. CXIX 1 BLest are the undefiled in the way Who daily walk i' th' Law of God their stay 2 Blest are all they from 's Laws that ne're depart But him to seek do wholly bend their heart 3 They do no wicked thing nor go astray But daily walk uprightly in his way 4 Thou hast commanded us O Lord on high Thy Precepts for to keep not go a-wry 5 O that my wayes directed were by thee To keep the Statutes thou prescribest me 6 Then shall no shame o're cloud me when I shall My self give up to keep thy Precepts all 7 I will thee praise with uprightnesse of heart When I 've thy judgements learn'd I 'le ne're depart 8 Thy Statutes all Lawes also keep will I O Lord my God leave me not utterly BETH 9 By what meanes shall a young man's life amend By setting's self on Gods laws to attend 10 I have thee sought with my whole heart alway From thy Commandments never let me stray 11 Thy word hath still been hid within my heart Nor hath transgression caus'd me
his holy Name All you that fear the Lord do ye the same 21 Blesse ye the Lord who doth in Sion dwell And in Jerusalem his praise forth-tell PSAL. CXXXVI 1 GIve thanks unto the Lord for he 's most pure His mercy eke it doth for ay indure 2 Give thanks unto the God of Gods alway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 3 Give thanks unto the Lord of Lords for he And eke his mercy shall for ever be 4 To him that wonders doth ev'n in mens view For he his mercy shall for ever shew 5 To him that did by wisdom heaven frame For 's mercy dures for ay blest be his Name 6 To him that stretch't out earth the seas above For 's mercy dures for ay blest be his love 7 To him that lights did make most great and pure For 's mercy doth both now and ay indure 8 The Sun he made to rule the day most clear Foâ—'s mercy doth both now and ay appear 9 The Moon and Stars by night do bear their sway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 10 To him that Egypt smote in their first-born For 's mercy dures at ev'ning and at morn 11 Who Israel them from among did bring For th' mercy dures for ay of God our King 12 With hand most strong and arm stretch't out most pure For 's mercy doth for ever-more indure 13 To him in parts which did th'red sea divide For 's mercy doth both now and ay abide 14 For 's Is-ra-el through th' midst of 't he made way For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 51 But he therein Pharaoh and 's hosts o'rethrew For he to his shall mercy ever shew 16 To him which th' desert through did with his walk For 's mercy dures for ay unto his folk 17 To him which smote great Kings without delay For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 18 Who Kings slew and none of them would d'liver His mercy for it doth indure for ever 19 As Sihon who of Amorites was King For 's mercy it through Kingdomes e're doth ring 20 And Og of Bashan King he eke did slay For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 21 Their Land an heritage for eke he gave For 's mercy dures for ay his folk to save 22 Even unto his Servant Is-ra-el For 's mercy doth with his for ever dwell 23 Who in ouâ— low estate did us deliver For he and eke his mercy dures for ever 24 And hath redeemed us ev'n from our foe For 's mercy dures for ay to us below 25 Who in due time doth food to all flesh give For 's mercy dures for ay his folk shall live 26 O give great thanks to God above alway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay PSAL. CXXXVII 1 WE all sat down by th'floods of Babylon And wept when that on Sion we thought on 2 In midst thereof upon the Willow tree Our harps and other instruments hang'd we 3 For they us taunt that wasted us full sore And they to whom we pris'ners were before 4 O how shall we our Gods high praises sing In forraign Nations under a strange King 5 Jerusalem if I neglect thee yet Let my right hand its cunning quite forget 6 Let tongue to mouth cleave thee forget if I If I prefer not thee 'bove my chief joy 7 Remember Lord ev'n Edoms cruelty ' Gainst thy Jerusalem in'ts misery Raise it cry'd they lay 't level with the ground No stone upon a stone let hence be found 8 But thou O Babylon destroy'd shall be He happy is that so rewardeth thee 9 Happy is he that takes thy little ones And dasheth them in streets against the stones PSAL. CXXXVIII 1 WIth my whole heart O Lord I will thee praise To thee 'fore Gods I will give thanks always 2 I 'le worship t'wards the temple praise thy Name Thy kindness truth for th' word 's above the same 3 Th' day when I cry'd O Lord thou answered'st me My weak'ned soul strength'ned was by thee 4 All Kings on earth thee praise with one accord When they shall hear the words ev'n of the Lord. 5 Yea they shall speak and of thy praises sing For great 's the glory of the Lord our King 6 Though God be high yet th' poor he doth respect The proud he knows a far doth them reject 7 Though I in grief walk thou wilt me revive Thou 'lt stretch thine arm ' gainst those that with me strive 8 What me concerns the Lord will perfect still His mercy's ay forsake me he ne're will PSAL. CXXXIX 1 O Lord thou hast me search't my heart and wayes Thou see'st my secret motions all my dayes 2 Thou know'st my sitting rising up also Thou understands my thoughts though far thee fro 3 My lying down and path's compast by thee Acquainted with thou all my wayes dost see 4 For in my tongue lo there is not a word But 's altogether known to thee O Lord. 5 Thou 'st me beset behinde before also By thy right hand thou teachest me to go 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful and high Beyond my reach I cannot it discry 7 Ev'n from thy Spirit whether go shall I Or whether shall I from thy presence flie 8 If I ascend to Heaven thou art there Or bed in Hell make thou art every where 9 Or if I take the wings of morning day And dwell i' th' utmost parts ev'n of the Sea 10 Ev'n there also thine hand shall lead me out And thy right hand shall compasse me about 11 Or if I say darknesse shall cover me I' th' darkest night thy glorious eyes can see 12 Darknesse and night hideth not from thy face Yea dark is light to thee in every place 13 For all my reins possessed are by thee In Mothers womb thou still did'st cover me 14 I 'le praise thee for I 'm wonderfully made Thy works are great my Soul know's thee its aid 15 My limbs though secret made not hid from thee But in earths lowest parts wrought curiouslie 16 Thine eyes did see me in unperfect frame Thou writes my sev'ral parts perfects the same 17 How precious are thy thoughts to me O Lord How great 's the Sum of them for to record 18 If reckon them I should they passe the sand When I awake I 'm still at thy commmand 19 As for the wicked them thou'lt surely slay Depart from me ye bloody ones I say 20 For they 'r still speaking wickedly ' gainst thee Thy foes thy Name in vain oft take I see 21 Hate I not them O Lord that hate thee still Hate I nor those ' gainst thee that set their will 22 Yea them with perfect hatred hate do I I count them as my utter enemie 23 Search me O Lord and also try my heart And know my thoughts I 'le ne'r from thee depart 24 An I see in me if there be wicked way And lead me in thy truth O Lord for ay PSAL. 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there be And vengeance shew on them that trouble me 85 The proud have digged pits and spread their net For me because thy laws they do forget 86 All thy Commandements most faithfull be They persecute me falsly help thou me 87 On earth they almost me consumed yet Nor thee neither thy Laws did I forget 88 After thy loving kindness quicken me So shall I keep the word promis'd by thee LAMED 89 For ever Lord to us thou hast made sure Thy word in heaven ever to indure 90 Thy truth unto all ages is for ay Thou stablish't hast the earth not to decay 91 As to this day they still continue shall Ordain'd by thee for they 're thy servants all 92 Unless thy Law had been my whole delight I should in affliction perish'd quite 93 I 'le ne're forget thy precepts nor yet thee For with them thou hast oft times quickned me 94 I am thine save me for thou hast me bought For with whole heart thy precepts all I 've sought 95 The wicked watch me still for to destroy But I 'le thy Truth consider mak 't my joy 96 Of all perfections end I 've seen O God But thy Gommandments are exceeding broad MEM 97 How do I in thy Law delight alway It is my Meditation all the day 98 Thy Word hath taught me wiser for to be Then all my foes for they are still with me 99 My teachers all in knowledge I excell ' Cause I thy Laws keep them to others tell 100 More than the aged I do understand Because I keep thy Precept and Command 101 My feet I have refrain'd from th' evil way That I thy Word may keep make it my stay 102 I 've not departed from thy judgements yet For thou' rt my teacher I 'le not them forget 103 How sweet unto my tast 's thy word alway Doubtless no hony half so sweet as they 104 Thy precepts through I understanding get Therefore I each false way from me do set NUN 105 Thy Words a Lamp my feet for to direct A light unto my paths in all respect 106 Lord I have sworn and it perform I will Thy Righteous Judgements ever to fulfil 107 I am afflicted much quicken O Lord My fainting soul according to thy Word 108 O Lord accept my lips pure offring free Thy Righteous Judgements also teach thou me 109 My soul continually is in my hand Yet I thy Law forget not nor command 110 The wicked folk for me have laid their snare Yet from thy precepts I did never erre 111 Thy Law 's mine heritage I 'le ne'r depart Thy Testimonies still rejoyce my heart 112 I 've set my heart to keep thy law alway In perseverance that shall last for ay SAMECH 113 I hate vain thoughts but love thy Law O Lord 114 Thou art my hiding place I trust thy word 115 Ye evill doers all from me depart For I 'le on Gods Commandments set mine heart 116 That I may live thy promise me uphold Of hope let me no shame have but be bold 117 Uphold me Lord and then full safe am I Thy Laws I 'le love and that continually 118 Them that erre from thy ways thou 'st trod to ground For their deceits are falshoods that abound 119 Thou like earth's scum the wicked turn'st away Therefore I love thy testimonies ay 120 For fear of thee my flesh doth tremble much I 'm sore afraid thy judgements they be such AIN 121 Judgement and justice eke O Lord I 've done Let me not be opprest by any one 122 My surety thy servant be ev'n for good Let not the proud m'oppress nor seek my blood 123 Mine eyes do fail for thy Salvation Lord And for thy just and eke thy faithfull word 124 In mercy Lord do with thy servant deal Thy Statutes teach me they are my choice weal. 125 Lord I am thine me understanding give That I may know thy precepts by them live 126 'T is time for thee to work bring folk in aw For they imperiously make void thy Law 127 Therefore thy Statutes pure O Lord I love Above choice treasure yea choice gold above 128 So I 'le esteem thy precepts all for ay Most right they be and I 'le hate all false way PE 129 Thy Laws are wonderfull ev'n in the deep Therfore O Lord my soul them all doth keep 130 The entrance of thy word doth make folk live Unto the simple it doth knowledge give 131 I opened my mouth and eke did pant Thy Laws and eke thy precepts of for want 132 Be mercifull to me keep me from shame And eke me use as those that fear thy Name 133 Set m' in thy word let no iniquitie Me rule or have Dominion over me 134 Deliver me from those would me oppress So will I keep thy Laws in righteousness 135 Thy face upon thy Servant make to shine Thy Statutes teach me that they may be mine 136 Great streams of water run quite down mine eye ' Cause th' break thy Laws follow iniquity TSADDI 137 Most just and righteous eke art thou O Lord Upright are all thy judgements and thy word 138 The testimonies thou 'st injoyn'd for ay They righteous are and faithfull eke are they 139 My zeal it hath consumed me O Lord Because my foes forgotten have thy word 140 Thy word it is most just and eke most pure Therefore thy Servant will in it indure 141 I small am and as scorn before men set Yet do I not thy precepts Lord forget 142 Thy righteousness it is most just alway And eke thy Law it is the truth for ay 143 Trouble and grief me hold they eke me spite Yet thy Commandements are my delight 144 The righteousness thy Laws of is for ay Me knowledge give that I may live alway KOPH 145 I cry'd with my whole heart O Lord me hear I will thy Statutes keep and eke thee fear 146 O Lord my God save me to thee I cry Thy testimonies all then keep shall I. 147 I cry'd to thee before day break O Lord And eke did hope and trust i' th glorious word 148 Mine eyes prevent the watches of the night That meditate thy word in Lord I might 149 For th' kindness sake my voyce let come 'fore thee According to thy judgement quicken me 150 That follow after mischief nigh they draw They far are from thy precepts and thy Law 151 Thou' rt neer O Lord therefore on thee I l'e call And thy Commandements they truth are all 152 Touching thy Laws I them have known alway That thou hast founded them even for ay RESH 153 My grief consider eke deliver me For I thy Law forget not nor yet thee 154 Plead thou my cause eke set me free O Lord Quicken thou me according to thy word 155 Salvation's far from those that wicked be For they thy Statutes seek not neither thee 156 O Lord my God thy mercies many be According to thy judgements quicken me 157 Both foes and followers many are mine
But from thy Laws yet do I not decline 158 I saw the sinners and was griev'd O Lord Because thy Law they kept not nor thy word 159 Consider Lord how I thy Precepts love According to thy Statutes eke me move 160 Thy word from first to last is true and pure Thy judgements just do all for ay indure SCHIN 161 Princes me persecute causeless O Lord But th' heart of me in aw stands of thy word 162 Ev'n at thy word I do rejoyce in mind Like one that wealth doth in abundance find 163 Of lying tongues I hate both great and small But I do love thy Laws and Precepts all 164 Sev'n times a day O Lord I do thee praise Because thy judgements they are just alwayes 165 Great peace have they which in thy Law delight For nothing shall offend them nor them spite 166 O Lord I 've hope 't in thy Sal-va-ti-on And thy Commandements I all have done 167 My soul hath kept thy Testimonies right And I exceedingly in them delight 168 I 've done all that which thou hast said to me For all my wayes they daily are 'fore thee TAU 169 My cry let come unto thine ear O Lord Me knowledge give according to thy word 170 My supplication eke let come 'fore thee According to thy word deliver me 171 My lips shall speak and also utter praise When thou 'st me taught thy Statutes and thy wayes 172 My tongue thy word and works shall eke lay bare All thy Commandements most righteous are 173 Thine hand let help me eke and with me close For I thy Laws and Precepts all have chose 174 For thy Salvation I have long'd O Lord I love to act thy Law and hear thy word 175 My soul let live and it shall give thee praise And eke thy judgements let me help alwayes 176 Lost sheep as I have stray'd thy servant seek For I thy Laws think on and Precepts eke PSAL. CXX 1 IN my distress unto the Lord I cry'd My prayer he heard my suit was not deny'd 2 My soul O Lord from lying lips deliver And keep me from deceitfull tongue for ever 3 O thou false tongue what shall to thee be giv'n Or what be done to thee who thus dost sin 4 Arrows most keen from the Almighty's hand Shall thee consume as fire at his Command 5 Wo's me that I constrained am to dwell In Meshech Kedars Tents to me 's a Hell 6 My soul hath too long dwelt with them that hate A peacefull Life and Solace in debate 7 I am for peace but when I speak they are For times most troublesome and eke for war PSAL CXXI 1 UNto the Hills I will lift up mine eyes O Lord from whence my help doth all arise 2 My help from God comes who did heaven frame And eke the earth blest be his holy Name 3 Thy foot for to be mov'd he will not see He doth not slumber that preserveth thee 4 Behold ev'n he that Is-ra-el doth keep 'S not giv'n to slumber neither will he sleep 5 The Lord thy keeper is and eke thy shade On thy right hand he is he hath thee made 6 The Suns bright beams shall not by day thee smite Nor shall the Moons white frost thee hurt by night 7 From evils all the Lord shall thee preserve And keep thy soul in safety him to serve 8 In all thy wayes he shall thee keep therefore From this time forth and that for ever-more PSAL. CXXII 1 I Much rejoyc't when as the people said Let 's go into the house of God our aid 2 Our feet within thy gates most firm shall stand O thou Jerusalem chief of the Land 3 Jerusalem is builded most compact No forraign foes mischief on us can act 4 The Tribes of God go up unto the same Into his house to glorifie his Name 5 For there are set the thrones of judgement still For Davids house Gods word for to fulfill 6 O Pray ye then for Jerusalem's peace Let them that love her prosper and not cease 7 Peace be within and eke thy walls surround Prosperity within thy gates abound 8 For my dear friends and brethrens sake I 'le say Peace be within thy Palaces for ay 9 ' Cause of the house of God the Lord most high I 'le seek thy good and eke felicity PSAL. CXXIII 1 LOrd unto thee mine eyes lift up will I O thou that dwellest in the heavens high 2 As Servants eyes on Masters fixed be We eye thee Lord till mercy flow from thee 3 Have mercy on us Lord thou God on high For with contempt we 're fillâ—d exceedingly 4 Contempt hath fill'd our soul for we have born Reproach from those that do us proudly scorn PSAL. CXXIV 1 IF't had not been the Lord our strength and stay Who on our side was now may Isr'el say 2 If God had not our part took ' gainst our foes When lewde and wicked men against us rose 3 They'd us devoured in their wrathfull ire And quick consum'd us as a furious fire 4 Then had the raging floods us over powr'd The streams thereof would have our souls devour'd 5 The waters in their pride without controul Have us devour'd and eke o're-whelm'd our soul 6 Blest be the Lord our God and guide for ay Who'th not us giv'n unto their teeth for prey 7 Our soul's escap'â— as bird from th'fowlers snare The snare is broke and we escaped are 8 Our help still lies in Gods most holy Name Who both the heaven and the earth did frame PSAL. CXXV 1 THey 'le as mount Sion be whom God doth guide Which can't be mov'd but ever doth abide 2 As mountains are Jerusalem about So God is with his folk all end without 3 For th' wicked's rod shall not on th'righteous be Lest they should turn unto iniquitie 4 Do good unto the good in them delight And eke to them that are in heart upright 5 Th' wicked shall be with those act wickedly But Israel shall be lov'd by God on high PSAL. CXXVI 1 WHen God did turn Sions captivitie Like them that in a dream were so were we 2 Then did they laugh and sing ev'n so that they 'Mong th' heathen God hath done great things did say 3 Hath done great things for us the Lord our choice Whereof we all are glad and much rejoyce 4 As streams i' th' south turn our captivity 5 They that do sow in tears shall reap in joy 6 He that goes forth and weeps bearing good seed Shall come again with joy and sheaves indeed PSAL. CXXVII 1 EXcept God to the house do set his hand For what man doth unto it 't will never stand Except the Lord the City in keep guard In vain it is that men do watch and ward 2 To rise up early sit up late 't is vain He gives his rest without turmoil or pain 3 Children are th'in-heritance of the Lord Th' fruit of the womb is also his reward 4 Strong swift as Arrows in the Mighty's