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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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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
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
of his eloquence for his strength power clerenesse lyberalyte bothe in him selfe and in his quene and at last for his lucky yssue In all these thinges they fygured Christ his churche and both the power felycitie of his kyngdom The tytle A louely songe full of lernyng made of the sōnes of Chore to be song of Salomon ERuctauit cor meum My hert thynketh resteth of a good thynge my songe shal be of a kyng my tonge shall delyke the penne of a perfyte redy scribe Thou arte the most beautyfull of all mortall men hauyng a marueylous grace in thy tonge bycause that god hath endewed the with perpetuall benefytes Oh most valyant knight gyrde thy swerde vpon thy syde by the whiche y● mayst declare thy glorious beautie Entre thou in happely with cleare worshyp for that thou excellest in faythfulnes mekenes and rightwysnes with these thinges shalt thou be endued that thou maiste do noble actes with thy merueylous power Thy arowes ar very sharpe they shall smyte the hertes of the kynges enemyes the people shall fall vnder the. The s●ate regall Oh lorde shall stāde for euer for the scrypture of thy kingdome loueth equyte Thou art the louer of rightwisnes and hater of vnright bicause that god whiche is thy god hath anoynted the with very oyle of gladnesse which art promoted aboue thy felowes The playtes of all thy robes sauour of muste and aumber as thou comest forth of thy white y uery palaces Where the doughters of kynges in their precious riche ornowrementes of thy gyfte make the glad thy quene on thy ryght hand also deckt in goldē aparell Here doughter gyue hede bowe downe thy eare forget thy people and thy fathers house And the kynge shal be enamored of thy beaute for he is thy lorde to him shalt thou do reuerence Tytus shall brīge the presentꝭ euery ryche nacion shall honoure y● with gyftes She shall sit nexte the kyng in his priuye chāber all gloriously her aparel shal be broyded with golde In clothe of tyssue she is p̄sented to the kynge her handmaydens folowyng her ar brought togyther also vnto the. They ar p̄sented with ioye ar brought into the kynges palace For the fathers thou shalt haue chyldren whom thou shalt constitute to be chefe in all the erth I shall remēbre thy name thorow out all the worldes wherfore the people shall magnifye the for euer The argument into the .xlvi. Psal. ¶ This Ps. sheweth with what trust surenes holy men ar holdē by goddes helpe ī al maner of perels The title A songe of the sōnes of Chore vpō certain secret cōmitted of Da. to the chāter DEus noster re God is for vs defēce and strength he is our most present helpe whā aduersyte thrust vs down Wherfor we shall nat feare although the erthe be moued frome her place and the hylles compassed with the see al to shake Let the waters of the see swell and rore and breke vp her bankes lette the hygh hylles be borne downe with her vyolence Selah Let shall the lytle ryuers of the swete floude refresshe the cyte of god whiche is the moste secretest holy place among the tabernacles of the most hyghest God sytteh in the myddes of this holy place wherfore it shall natte be moued for god shall helpe it swyftly The hethen flocked togither sediciously and anone the kyngdomes were moued he lyfted vp his voice than men shrāke away The lorde of hostes standeth on our parte the god of Iacob is our highe stronge towre Selah Come ye hyther and beholde the noble actes of the lorde what wonderfull thīges he hath wrouȝt in therth He taketh away batayle euyn vnto the farthest parte of therth he breketh their bowes he vnhedeth their speres brēneth their chariettes in the fyre Cease ye therfore let me alone se that ye knowe me for god aboue all nations and aboue all thynges in the erthe The lorde of hostes standeth on our ꝑte the god of Iacob is to vs an high stronge towre Selah The argument in to the .xlvii. Psal. ¶ In this psa the sonnes of Chore expresse the glorie of god to be sprede ouer all the worlde how that christ exalted the regyōs the people were cōuerted to god The tytle A songe of the sōnes of Chore cōmytted to the chāter to be sōge OMnes gentes All people clappe your handes for ioye make ye melody to god with great tryumphe For high is the lorde greatly to be feared he is a riȝt gret kyng ouer all therth He subdueth the people vnto vs and the he●then he casteth vnder our fete He hath chosen vs for him selfe he hath chosen our herytage euen the beautie of Iacob whom he loueth Selah God is lyft vp with mirthe and melody and with the sounde of trompettes Synge ye to god synge synge ye to our kynge synge For god is the kynge of all the erthe synge ye who so euer excelleth in wytte God reygneth ouer the he●then god sytteth in his holy seate regal The best and chefe of the people shal be ioyned to the god of Abraham The comens also of the erth shall ioyne them vnto god for he is greatly exalted The argument in to the .xlviii. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. the sonnes of Chore synge the excedynge felycite of the churche for the present defēce of god that vnder the fygure of Ierusalem The title The song of the sōnes of Chore. MAgnus dominus Great is the lord and great prayse worthy in the cytie of our god whiche is his holy hyll The mount Sion is a goodly beautifull place makyng gladde all the lande vpon whose north syde is bylded the cytie of the noble kyng God is well knowen in his palacꝭ to be a defēsfull castell for all his For lo kynges cāe togither passed for by They se all this were astoned they were afrayde driuen ī to a sodayn flight Ther they were amased feare toke them euyn suche sorowe as taketh sodenly women greate with chylde Thou brekest all togither the shyppes of the great see of Tharsys with the vehement tēpestes of the eest wynde As we haue herde euen so haue we sene in very dede ī the cyte of the lord of hostꝭ our god god hath stablysshed it for euer Selah We haue cōceyued ī our mīde thy mercy which syttest gloriously in thy holy tēple As thy name is sprede euē so wyde spredeth thy prayse stretching vnto the farthest partes of therth what thyng so euer thou doest it is rightwysnes The hyll of Syon shal be glad the cyties of Iuda shal reioyse for thy so gratious plesures Go ye about Syon vewe it wel tell ye her tourꝭ Cōsyder her wallꝭ loke how hyghe ar her palacꝭ which shal be her memoriall into the generation that foloweth For here is god ye our god īto eūlastīg it is he that shal lede vs so lōg as we here lyue The argumēt into
corners of the cite for me And they seke nothinge but deth swerdes ar in their lyppes for they sayd who shulde heare vs But thou lorde shalte scorne them thou shalte mocke all these heithen Of the shall I tarye for helpe which now helpest him for god is to me a strōge castel Oh my god let thy mercyfull helpe ouertake me o god let me se my desyre fall vpō my wayt laiers Sley thē nat out of hande lest mi people forget this thinge but disperse them to wādre among thy people cast thē downe lorde which arte our bokler For the wickednes of their mouthꝭ their euyll speche let thē be trapped ī their own pryde for their periury their lyes let thē be a fable in euery mānes mouthe Consume thou kyndled into vengeaunce consume that these men nowhere apere and lette all men euen to the vttermost partes of the erth knowe that god is chefe gouerner in Iacob Selah They rōne here and there in the nyghte huntynge and yellynge lyke houndes sekynge rounde about the cyte for me They their selues shal wandre about for their meate and yet shall they be sure to rest at night with emptye belyes But I shall synge of thy strength giuen vnto me erly shall I reioyse of thy mercye gyuen also for that thou host bē my defence and my refuge in my trouble Oh my strength vnto the shall I synge for god is my stronge castell euen thou god whiche wetest well safe to bestowe thy mercy vpon me The argument in to the .lx. Psal. ¶ In this Psal. Dauid remembreth howe god some tymes in his wrath leueth his people ī the daunger of their enemyes but yet agayn he helpeth them gently gyuynge them clere victories The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Dauid cōmitted to the chaunter to be plaied at thorgayns called the beautefull Lyle of the testimoni for an instruction whan he shulde fyght agaynste that parte of Syria whiche is called Mesopotamia and agaynst another parte of Syria called zoba where Iaob retournynge slewe .xii. thausande ●edomytes in the valey of Salis. Rede the storye .ii. Regum .x. DEus re Oh god thou hadest ones forsaken vs thou hadest cast vs awaye thou were angry but yet hast thou offred thy self peased agayn vnto vs. Thou smittest the erth togyther and all to breke it heale her brekynges we prayed the for she was sore bowed down Thou madest thy people to feale full harde thynges thou gauest vs poyson to drynke But yet agayne thou lyftedest vp a baner for them that feared the vnder which they shuldē optayne a prosperouse vyctorie this dydest thou for thy trouthꝭ sake Selah Wherfore thy welbeloued were made sure safe and nowe saue me also with thi right hāde here me God hath expressed his mynde by worde euyn from his secrete holy place wherfore I shall reioyse I haue nowe deuided Sichem and haue metout the valey of Succoth Gilead is myne and Manashed is myne Ephraim is my stronge hed cyte Iuda is my kyngdome Moab is subiecte vnto me euen as a caldren to wasshe in my fete Aedom shal be euen as a place to cast in my olde shois Philistea knowlegeth and cryeth vnto me as to her kynge Who shall nede nowe to lede me into any stronge defensed cytie or who shall nede to leade me vntyll I come into Aedom Uerily euen thou god which somtyme hadest forsakē cast vs awaye and woldest nat go forth with vs among our hoste Helpe thou vs delyuer vs frome oure enemies for very vayne is the helpe of mā We armed with Goddes helpe shall do strongly for it is he that shall treade downe our troublers The argument into the .lxi. Psal. which argument is cōmune to many ps ¶ In this he prayeth to be delyuered frō perell EXaudi deus God here my out cryynge lysten vnto my prayer Unto the I crye with desyer of hert full of anguissh frō the extremest parte of the erth leade me vp in a higher rocke than I of my self am able to clime For thou arte my defence my stronge towre by the which I am preserued from my enemy I shall dwell in thy tabernacle for euer I shall be sure vnder the secrete defence of thy wingꝭ Selah Uerily thou god hast herde my desyres thou haste gyuen thy heritage to the fearers of thy name Thou shalt heape mo dayes to the kynges age and shalte drawe a longe hys yeres in to many generatyons He shall sytte before god for euer declare thy mercye and trouthe with the whiche thou wylte kepe him And so shall I prayse thy name wythe songes for euer that I myght performe my dayly vowes The argument into the .lxij. Psal. ¶ Here he teacheth both by example of him self and also by cōmaundement to trust onely in god and in no mortall mannes power NOnne deo subiecta My soule verily withe sylence loked vp to god for from him cometh my helth It is he verily that is my defender my sauiour he is also a castell for me I shal nat sore slyde Howe longe shall ye thus ●aye awayte for whom ye lyst ye all shal be slayne shall be lyke a relynge mudde wall against the whiche euery man ronneth Surely whom god exalteth them they counsell to thrust downe they couer that thynge whiche they shall neuer optayne they blesse and speake fayre with their mouthes and curse in their hertes Selah Loke vp vnto god o my very styll soule for vpon him dependeth my abydīg He is verily my defender my sauyour he is also my stronge castell lest I be moued and fall Of god dependeth my helthe and glorie it is the power of god wherby I am defended and holpen Truste ye in him at all tymes oh people powre oute before him all the heuye cares of your herte for it is god that is oure defender Selah Surely mortall men are noughte men are but vanitye if they were put to gyther in a payre of balaunce they were lyghter than noughte Truste nat in ryches gotten with wronge and forse lest ye mugger vp vnto you vanitye and whan your riches encrease put nat to theym your herte Ones and yet agayne god hath spoken which two thyngꝭ I haue herde that it is god that hath the very strength And that it is thou lorde whiche hast the very mercy which gyuest vnto euery man after his dealynge The argument into the .lxiii. Psal· ¶ Here Dauyd declareth howe that thorowe Saules persecucion he was holden abacke ī the deserte of Iuda from the holy feest The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Dauid what tyme he was banysshed into the deserte of Iuda The storye is .i. Regum .xxii. DEus deꝰ meꝰ God thou art my god erly do I sygh for the my soule thristeth for the my flesshe desyreth the in this thirsti wyde wildrenes wtout any water Thus shall I behold the as ī thy secrete holy place that I myght se thy power thy glorioꝰ
the erth euen vnto the vttermoste partes therof mought feare him The argumēt ī to the .lxviii. Psal. ¶ In this Psalme Dauid syngeth his victorie obtayned of the alyauntes as of the Syrins that the Acdomites and the Amonites EXurgat deus As sone as god ryseth to helpe his enemyes are dyspersed they flee from him that hate him He putteth them to flyghte lyke smoke as waxe melteth agaynste the fyer euen so wast the vngodly from the presens of god But the ryghtwyse ioye and are glad before god they leape for ioye Synge ye to god synge to his name lifte him vp rydynge vpon the ouermoste heuens THE LORDE is his name ioye ye before him The father of the fatherlesse helper of widowes euen god syttynge in the seate of his secrete holye place Euen god which giueth chyldrē to the bareyne and loseth men holden in feters but the forsakers of hī shal dwell in the wyde bareyne desert Oh god whā thou wenyst forth before thy people and walkedest thorow the deserte Selah The erthe was al to shaken and moued and the heuens droped at the presens of this god of Sinay ye of god euen the god of Israell But o god thou scatt●edest rayne in good tyme vpon the erth whiche thou chalengest be ryght heritage and whan it fayled thou restoredest it agayne That this flocke myght dwell there in thou hast so prepared for the poore oh god afflycte that they enioye thy goodes The lorde hath brought it to passe that womē shulde bryng good tydynges and syng the vyctory of riȝt gret powers Kynges cōpassed with gret hostes haue fledde they haue fledde the weake people that sate at home deuyded the spoyle Also if ye had ben as blacke as men syttynge amonge pottes nowe shall ye be white as though ye were couerd with douues fethers which are as whyte as syluer and her winges as yelowe as golde Whan for her sake the almyghty god broke downe the kynges she was made as whyte as the hyll zalmon The hyll of god is fat as is Bashā it is an hyghe hyll a fatte hyll lyke Bashan Wherfore sette ye so out youre selues ye hyghe hyllꝭ this hill of god is a plesaūt habitacyon for the lorde dwelleth in it perpetually The horsemen and chariettes of god are thousande thousandes ye many thousandes of Angels the lorde is in mydde monge them in his holy place Thou hast lyfted vp thy selfe and hast take them whom thou wylt lede captiue thou hast receyued some mē among as gyftes And euen the forsakers of that thou hast cōpelled to obaye the for that in this place god wyl haue his seate whiche hath his beynge of him selfe Praysed be the lord at all tymes he miȝt encrese his benefytes vnto vs the very same god which is our sauyour Selah God which is to vs both god sauioure is the lorde hauynge his beynge of hym selfe in whose handes ar dyuerse kyndꝭ of deth Uerily god hath smittē the hed of his enemyes euen the very crowne of the hedde of the synful man The lorde sayd I shall restore my welbeloued euen as I dyd ones restore them from Bashan ye I shall brynge them agayne as I dyd ones from the botome of the see Wherfore thy fote shal be red with blode and thy dogges tonges shal be redde with the blode of thy enemyes bothe with theirs and with the bloude of the kynge Thy beloued se thy solemne goyngꝭ o god euen the goyngꝭ of my god my kynge syttīg nobly in his holy secrete place Singers go before there folowe plaers at the orgayns in the myddꝭ wente ther yonge maydēs playeng vpon tympanes In the congregations prayse ye god the lorde euen ye whiche are of the seade of Israhell There were of the lytell tribe of Beniamin certayne whiche bore rule the prynces of Iuda their strength the prynces of zabulon the pryncꝭ of Naphthalim Thy god hath gyuen the thy strength stablysshe o god that thinge which thou hast wrought for vs. In the temple at Hierusalem euen kynges shall brynge the gyftes As thou sharply blamest the speare mē with thy myghty power amonge the capitayns of the hoste so makest thou thē to yelde and to become trybutaryes payenge their syluer Caste downe the people whose delight is to haue batayle There shall come of the moste nobleste from Egypte Inde shall stretche forth her handes swyftly vnto god Ye kyngdomes of the erth synge ye to god synge ye with prayse vnto the lorde Selah Whiche rydeth vpon the heuens ye vpō the euerlastynge heuens lo he putteth forth his voyce ye and that a voyce full of power Gyue ye to god the prayse of strength his cleare maiestie is vpon Israhell his strength is in the clowdes Thou art to be feared o god ī thy secret holy place the god of Israhell he shall gyue strength and power to the people Praysed be god The argument into the .lxix. Psal. ¶ In this Psal of Dauid which is the fygure of Christ the hed of all faithfull mē whom it becometh to be cōformed and made lyke their hed is cōtayned a gret complaint as of one beyng in greuous present perels and afterwarde a feruēt prayer for delyueraunce SAluum me fac deꝰ Saue me god for waters are rysen so hyghe vpon me that I am in peryll of my lyfe I stycke fast ī the depe toughe claye ī the which I can nat cōtynue I am brought into the depe floude and the violent streme carieth me awaye I am wery of criynge my throte is hoorse my syghte is wasted with lokynge vp vnto my god They y● odiously persue me fautlesse are mo in nombre than the heares of my hed they haue preuayled which vndo me causles they whette their enymite vpō me they constrayne me to paye tho thynges whiche I neuer toke awaye God thou knowest if I haue done any thynge folysshely it is nat vnknowen vnto the if I haue offended Oh lorde the lorde of hostes lette them nat be shamed for my sake whiche depende on the oh god of Israhel lette them nat be confounded that seke the. For I for thy sake haue borne the opprobrye shame and ignominye couerd my face I was made a strāger to my bretherne an alyaunte to my mothers children Euen the very loue that I bore to thy house ete me vp the ●●probryes whiche the vngodly cast agaynste the brente me sore I gyue me to wepynge my body do I scourge with fastīg and for thus doynge I am reuyled I clothed me ī heare and sacke for their sakes and they iested vpō me They fabled vpon me that sat at the gates and the dronken men in tauers made songes vpon me But I lorde ī the meane tyme made my praier vnto the whā tyme was offred me oh god for thy infynite mercy trouthe heare me for the whiche thou were wonte to helpe Delyuer me from this tough claye and suffre me nat to be drowned lette me be delyuered frō these odious
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
whose heuy laboure of their owne lippꝭ might ouerwhelme thē Let colles of fyer fall vpon theym caste them downe into the fyer pyttes oute of the whyche they maye neuer aryse Let nothynge prospere in therth with this busye tonged lyenge man let his owne mischef hunte forthe this vyolente man vntyll it hath cast hym downe hedlynge I knowe that the lorde wyll auenge the poore afflycte and delyuer the nedyons The rightwise verily shall magnify and sprede thy name the pure in herte shall dwell in thy presens The argument into the C.xli. Psal. ¶ Dauid chased awaye from the tabernacle of god prayeth first to optayne the spirite wherby he might preferre the frendlye sharpe rebuke of the sayntes the fauour of thungodly their felycyte dispysed afterwarde he desyreth worthye vēgeance to his enemys his owne delyuerance DOmine clama●i Lorde it is thou that I call vppon haste the to me here me as sone as I call vpon the. Let my prayer ascende luckely in to thy syght lyke incense let the lyftynge vp of my hādes be in the stede of the euenīge sacrifyce Lorde set a keper to my mouth and kepe thou dilygently the dore of my lyppes Bowe thou nat my herte into any mischeuous thīge lest I be about to commytte vngodly dedes with men gyuen all to wickednes so eate their daynties with them Let the rightwyse smyte me for my soules profyte for I hadde leuer he chastyned me than the softe oyntment of thungodly shulde souple my heed For yet do I stande instantly withe my prayer agaynste their malyce Let their chefe rulers be cast downe hed lynge in to stonnye places that yet other men might beare my swete wordes As one that plougheth slytteth and deuydeth the erthe euyn so were we shaken a sondre and oure bones were scattered aboute oure graues Wherfore vnto the o lorde lorde my eyes are lyfte vp whan in the put I my truste powre thou nat out my soule Kepe me frome their snares whiche they haue bente for me and from the trappes of thē which ar gyuen all to wickednes Let these vngodly fall in to their owne snares whyles I escape for euer with other men The argument into the C.xlij. Psal. ¶ Here Da remēbreth his flyght frō Saule ī to a certayn caue where he abode as he beleued his owne takinge was in a greuouse straynte but he prayed to the lorde Rede the historie in the first of the kynges the .xxiiii. Chap. The tytle This psalme is the instruction of Dauid and his prayer whan he was in the caue UOce mea Unto the lorde I crye before the lorde I fell downe made my prayer Before him I powred forthe my heuy meditacyon before hym I layde my strayte anguysshe Whan my spiryte was sore tormented with in my selfe thou knewest my way they setted snares for me in the pathes where I went I loked on my righthande and I loked on my lyfte hande there was nat one that wolde make any knowlege to me all refuge was taken fro me there was nat one that wolde seke to saue my lyfe I cryed vnto the O lorde and I sayde thou arte my helpe thou arte my porciō among the lyuyng men Attende vnto my cryenge for I am in a greuouse and wretched state delyuer me frō my pursuers for they haue preuayled agaynst me Leade my soule oute of prison that it might spreade thy name let me be compassed about with rightwysmen for it is thou that shalte do me good The argument into the C.xliii Psal. ¶ This psalme hath the same argumente with the psalme before for it entreateth the same mater The tytle The songe of Dauyd DOmine exaudi O lorde heare my prayer lysten vnto my feruente besechynge for thy trouthes sake graunte me for thy rightwysnesse Haue thou nat to do with thy seruaunt in iugemente for in thy presence no man lyuenge is reputed rightwyse A cruell enemye verilye persecuted my soule he hathe caste downe my lyfe in to the erth he hath sette me in derknesse lyke as men iuged to dethe My spirite is sore troubled within me my herte wexeth colde in my brest But at last I remembred the dayes past I consydred all thy workes and pōdred in mynde the dedes of thy handes I stretched forthe my handes vnto the my soule desyrously panted and brethed for the I gaped for the lyke thursty erth Selah Haste the to graunt me o lorde for my spirite fainteth hyde nat thy face from me onlesse I be lyke men goynge downe into their graues Make me shortly to heare of thy mercy able goodnes for in the do I truste shewe me the waye wherin I maye go for vnto the haue I lyfted vp my soule Delyuer me fro my enemyes o lorde my god for at the do I hyde my selfe Teache me to do thy pleasures for thou art my god thy good spirit might lede me in to the right way For thy names sake lorde restore me for thy rightwysnes leade my soule out of this strayt anguyshe Ye for thy mercyes sake all to distroye my enemyes shake away all that trouble my soule for I am thy seruant The argument into the C.xliiij Psa. ¶ Here in this psalme Dauid the prophet praiseth the lorde god for that he hathe delyuered him from all perylles and from all his troubelouse enemyes and hath made him kynge his kyngdome to florisshe with all maner felycitye BEnedictus do Praised be the lorde which fyghteth for me which hath instructe my handes to battayle and lerned my fyngers to fyghte Whiche is my mercy my bulwarke my castell and my delyuerer my shelde and he in whom I truste whiche casteth the people vnder me O lorde what thyng is man that thou thus moche settest by him what is this mortall mā that thou thus regardest him Man is lyke a thynge of nought hys dayes ar but a vayne flyenge shadowe But the lorde lettith downe theuens discendeth he toucheth the hilles and they smoke He casteth forth lyghtenynges and scattereth theym he sendeth forthe his arowes and distroubleth them Let downe thy hande frō aboue delyuer me delyuer me from these myghtye waters from the power of strange men Whose mouthe speketh vayne thinges their riȝthāde is a riȝthāde doyng deceit O god I shall synge a newe dytie vnto the with kytte and tenne stringed instrumentes shall I synge vnto the. Which bryngest helpe vnto kynges whiche haste delyuered Dauyd thy seruaunt from the myscheuouse swerde Take me vppe and delyuer me frome the handes of strange men whose mouthes speke vanytes whos 's ryghthande is a right hande that dothe disceyte That our sōnes might growe lyke well thriuīg plantes our daughters gorgyously set forthe lyke the cornerde houses might represēt the beauty of the temple Let our garners be replenyshed with all maner of corne our shepe with thousande folde encrese might fulfyll euery waye Let oure oxen be stronge for draught burden no
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
goynge forth blowed it abrode Also all my haters whyspred togyther agaynst me and thought euyll vpon me Sayeng some greuouse synne hathe occupyed this man and this man thus lyenge so sycke shall neuermore ryse Ye my frende in whom I trusted whom I receyued to my table supplanted me But lorde haue mercye vpon me restore me and I shall rewarde these men In this thinge I knewe that thou fauorest me that my enemye reioyse the nat vpon me And in that I am hole thou shalte ones sustayne me set me before the for euer Praysed be the lorde god of Israhell from worlde to worlde Amen amē The argument in to the .xlij. Psal. ¶ In this psal it is declared howe that thorowe the coniuratyon of Absalon Dauid was holden from the holy congregation feste of the lorde and howe he beynge dysquieted with the synfull reporte of the vngodly which spoke euil of his godly worship whervnto he was gyuen sorowed shewynge his mynde with an earnest cōplaynte before the lorde The tytle of the. Ps. In instruction or lesson shewed to the chyldrē of Chore and commytted of Dauyd to the chefe chaunter to be songe in the temple QUēadmodū desi Euen as the chased harte thirsteth gapynge for the fressh water so do my soule thirst gape for god My soule thirsteth for god ye for the lyuinge god whan shall I ones come to se the face of god I lycked in my teares in stede of meate day and nyght whyles it was said vnto me dayly where is thy god All the heuynes of my mīde I powred forthe as sone as I remēbred that I shulde lede vnto the house of god such a ioyfull multytude praysynge and halowynge the fest day Wherfore than arte thou so deiecte so heuye my soule trust in god for yet shall I magnifye hī for the sauynge helpe whiche he gyueth me of his fauour My god my soule is deiecte in my selue bicause I remembred the in the lande beyende Iordane in the hylles of Hermon at the lytell hyll of Myzaar One greuouse sorowe brīgeth in another for thy water courses soundynge so ferfully all thy flodes stormꝭ fell vpon me By daye lorde thou gauest me to enioye thy mercy by nyght thou madest me to synge to praie to the lyuinge god I sayd to god thou art my rocke of stone wherfore for gettest me wherfore go I mourninge so sorowfully my aduersary oppressynge me Euen my very bones are cutte in sonder whyles they caste in to my teth this greuouse opprobry sayenge dayly where is thy god Wherfore art thou so sorowfully deiecte my soule and so sore troubled in me trust in god for yet shall I magnifye him for his helpe wherwith he shall make glad my face and declare himselfe to be my god The argument into the .xliij. Psal. ¶ Here it is desyred that Absalon might be delyuered from the company of the coniurers that Dauid might more quyetly worthely speke the prayse of god in the holy congregatyon IUdica me deus Gyue sentence for me god defende my cause from the vngodly folke frome the deceytfull and wycked man delyuer me For thou arte my god my strēgth wherfore hast thou put me away wherfore go I thus mournynge my enemy oppressynge me Make thy lyght thy faithfulnes to shyne vpon me let these thingꝭ lede me vnto thy holy hyll let them lede me vnto thy tabernacles That I might ones come to the altare of god euen the god of gladnes the author of my ioye to prayse magnify the with harpe god my god Wherfore art thou deiecte my soule and thus troubled in me trust in god for yet wyll I magnifye him for the helpe wherwith he hathe made gladde my face and shewed himselfe to be my god The argument into the .xliiij Psal. ¶ In this Psal. it is complayned of the cruell punisshmēt which Israel suffred for the name of god for their true worshippe that this natwithstāding yet god wolde nat be with them in presēt myracles as he was wōte to be with their fathers The tytle is all one with the .xlii. Ps. DEus auribus Oh god we haue herde with oure eares our father 's also tolde vs what heuēly workes thou hast done in their time before our dayes Thou didest cast out with thy hande the gentyls from their seattes plantedest our fathers ī their place thou dydest scurge that people madest our fathers to encrease For they chalenged nat nor possessed that lande by swerde neither their owne power saued them but it was thy right hande thorowe thy power and fauour bycause thou louedest them Thou thy selfe oh god arte my gouernour which gyuest helth vnto Iacob Thorowe the dyd we driue out our enemyes we armed withe thy name trode them downe whiche rose agaynst vs. For I neither trusted to mi bow nether yet my swerd saued me But it was thou that kepest vs from our enemyes thou shamedest confoūdest our hatefull persuers We loued god daily magnified thy name with perpetuall prayse Selah But yet nowe thou hast repelled vs haste shamed vs neither wilt thou go forth with our host togither with vs in battayle Thou madest vs to turne our backes to our aduersaries they whiche odyously persued vs toke their proye vpon vs. Thou gauest vs in to their mouthes lyke a flock of shepe thou scatredest vs among the gentyls Thou soldest thy peple for nought so that in this chaunge there arose no a vātage Thou settedest vs vp to be a reuilyng stocke to our neybours to be scorned shamed of thē that dwelt aboute vs. Thou settedest vs vp for aiestynge stocke to the heythen we were a cōmen iest amonge them so that who so euer se vs wagged their heddes at vs. All wayes is myne ignominy before myne eyes euen very shame made me to couer my face Ye that for the reuylers chyders and for my aduersaries so gredy vpon vengeaunce All this fell vpon vs natwithstādinge yet do we nat forgette the neither are we vnfaithfull vnto the in couenaunte Our hert fled nat bacwarde neither out steppes swarued from thy pathes Thou haste dāpned vs in to the place of dragons and hast ouerwhelmed vs with the shadowe of deth If we had forgottē our god had stretched out our handes vnto any strange god Wolde nat God thynke ye haue espyed it for as moche as he knoweth euen the very secretes of the herte For thy sake ar we slaine dayly we are reputed as slaughter shepe Awake wherfore slepest oh lorde arise vp wherfore forsakest vs for euer Wherfore hydest thy face hauynge no respecte to our afflyctyon and oppressyon Oure soule is depressed to the grounde our bely cleueth to the erth Arise helpe vs redeme lose vs for thy m̄cies sake The argument in to the .xlv. Psal. ¶ In this psalme the sonnes of Chore prayse kynge Salomon for his worthy beautie for the grace
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