force against their falshood set thy strength is all my aide 5 From death and deaths eternall bands by thee redeem'd my spirit Doe I againe into thy hands Lord God of truth commit 6 I hate them that observers are of lying vanities My confidences settled care upon the Lord relies 7 I will with glad and joyfull spleen thy mercies praise expresse For my affliction hast thou seen and knowne my soules distresse 8 Nor hast thou shut me in the hand of my malignant foe But for my feet made place to stand and roome at large to goe 9 On mee since yet distresse is drawne let Lord thy mercie shine Mine eye my soule my belly gnaw'n with indâ—gnation pine 10 My life with woe is worne to nought my yeeres in sighing spent My strength my sinnes have over-wrought my bones are gnaw'n and rent 11 Reproach of all my foes I beare my neighbours vehemently And my familiars strook with feare my sight that meet mee flie 12 My selfe a dead man out of mind and in mens hearts forgot As vile and use-lesse held I find as is a broken pot 13 For I have heard the multitude with slanders mee dismay Against mee counsell and conclude to take my soule away 14 But Lord thou art my God I said my trust relies on thee 15 My times that in thy hand are laid from hostile hand set free 16 And on thy light-lesse servant make thy faces light to shine O save mee for thy mercie sake from this distresse of mine 17 Lord let not shame have share in mee for on thee doe I call Confounded let the wicked be to Hell strook-silent fall 18 Of lying lips the lavish foords let forth no further breake Which hard disdainfull spitefull words against the Just man speake 19 How plentifull thy bounties be which thou hast laid in store For them that feare and trust in thee the sonnes of men before 20 Them in thy faces secret hide from proud insulters wrongs In thy Pavillion laid aside secure from strife of tongues 21 Blest be the Lord that wondrously his mercie hath dispenc't And mee in safetie set to lye within a Citie fenc't 22 Amaz'd I said before thine eies cut off and cast away The voice yet heardst thou of my cries when I to thee did pray 23 O love the Lord all ye his Saints for faithfull doers waies The Lord preserves from all attaints the haughty home repaies 24 Be strong endure and doe your parts the Lord will in the end Establish your encourag'd hearts whose hopes on him depend PSAL. 32. Beati quorum Davidis Maschil BLest is he whose transgression hath free forgivenesse gain'd And he whose sinne that he hath done a covering hath obtain'd 2 Blest is the man unto whose charge the Lord imputes no sin Whose spirit no hollow holds so large to lodge deceit therein 3 When now my tongue all speech forborne in painfull silence lay Through my loud roaring daily worne my bones with age decay 4 For day and night with weight so great thine hand upon mee lies That like the drought in summers heat my kindly moisture dries Selah 5 I did acknowledge unto thee the sinne that I had done Of mine iniquitie in mee I have concealed none 6 My sinne I said I will repeat and to the Lord confesse And of my crime thy mercy great forgave the wickednesse Selah 7 Now therefore every Saint shall pray while time to find is found Sure reach him none there is that may when many waters sound 8 From troubles heat my head to shade thou art a secret place With songs for my deliverance made thou shalt about mee trace Selah 9 I will instruct and teach thee so thou shalt not walke awry And in the way that thou shalt goe give counsell with mine eye 10 O doe not ye like Horse like Mule no understanding beare Whose mouth must bit and bridle rule to thee for comming neere 11 Much sorrow swells on every side to plague the wicked race But in the Lord whose hopes abide him mercy shall embrace 12 Joy in the Lord ye Just rejoyce shout out your glad delight As well in gesture as in voice all ye of heart upright PSAL. 33. Exultate Iusti. YE Just be joyfull in the Lord becomes the righteous praise 2 Harp Violl Voice and Decachord to praise the Lord up raise 3 A new set-song to him endite loud notes to musickes height 4 For of the Lord the Word is right and all his worke in faith 5 His love on Justice he bestowes desire with Judgement dwells Of mercie from the Lord that flowes the earth with fulnesse swells 6 The Heav'ns by word the Lord did frame and as his mouth did breathe His spirit made all the host of them above Sunne and beneath 7 The sea he bounds within the shore on heaps the waters keeps As into treasuries of store he giveth up the deeps 8 To feare the Lord all Regions call on earth through every land And in the world the dwellers all in awe of him to stand 9 For as he spake the word once past the worke forthwith was done As he commanded it stood fast his word and deed were one 10 That Heathen counsell is destroi'd the peoples plots cast out And all their purposes made void the Lord can bring about 11 The counsell by the Lord decreed shall stand for ever sure The thoughts that from his heart proceed to age and age endure 12 O blessed Nation whom the Lord to be their God doth blesse Blest people whom his owne accord hath chosen to possesse 13 The Lord all Adams sons to see in Heaven his station plants 14 All from his Mansion vieweth hee the earths Inhabitants 15 Their heart he fashion'd all alone the cloisters of their thought Considers all what they have done the workes that they have wrought 16 Say he command a copious Host no King so saves his right No Mighty man whose might is most delivered is by might 17 A rest unsafe to save a man a Horse falls out to bee Nor he by strength strive all he can can set his Rider free 18 Behold the Lord his heedfull eye on them that feare him bends Upon his mercies safe supply whose settled hope attends 19 When earth exacts her due of earth to free their soule from death To keep alive in time of death when famine faints for breath 20 Our soule her hopes assured hold upon the Lord doth build Of whose defence we may be bold he is our help and shield 21 Our heart in him shall gladnesse pure and perfect joy conceive That in his holy Name secure our hopes assurance leave 22 Thy mercies gifts O Lord downe send on us so free to fall As we to thee our trust commend to measure them withall PSAL. 34. Benedicam Domino Davidis cùm mutavit sensum suum ante Abimelech relegavit eum abiit Acroflichon 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ALl times to blesse the Lord will I occasions all prevent
Heath'n are sunke downe in the pit which they themselves prepar'd â—â—t secret net which they did fit their foot hath fast ensnar'd 16 His judgement done the Lord is knowne to execute aright Caught in the handy-workes his owne mark well the wicked wight Higgajon Sel. 17 The wicked shall returne to Hell where their abode is set â—re Heath'ns Heav'ns-contemners dwell and all that God forget 18 For alwaies shall not be forgot the grievance of the poore Of needy soules the hopes shall not be lost for evermore 19 Rise Lord let none of mortall race prevaile against thy hand But let the Heath'ns before thy face to heare their judgement stand 20 Dismaying-feare upon them throw that Lord confounded then The haughty-hearted Heath'ns may know they be but wretched men Selaâ— PSAL. 10. Ut quid Domine WHy standst thou Lord so farre aside when dangers draw so neere Thy helpfull face why dost thou hide when troublous times appeare 2 The wicked in his heat of pride pursues the heart-lesse poore In those selfe-toiles let them be ti'd by them contriv'd before 3 The wicked boasts his soules desires beyond his wisht successe The covetous what he admires blasphemes the Lord to blesse 4 On God so proud the wicked is he takes no care to call Nor God in any plot of his hath any place at all 5 His travell all times well succeeds thy Judgements where he goes Above his sight he never heeds but puffes at all his foes 6 For in his hearts consent he said ' Mov'd shall I never be â—n me shall evill none be laid my fall no age shall see 7 His mouth is full with curses arm'd deceit and guile among â—niquitie and mischiefe swarm'd hive underneath his tongue 8 In villages to stands he gets there close in ambush lies The innocent and poore besets and murthers when he spies 9 In secret he from sight of men lies waiting neere the way â—nd Lion-like lurkes in his den to snatch the poore for prey 10 The poore into his net he drawes till he hath caught him thrall â—toops low into his powerfull pawes that poore by flockes may fall 11 In heart he saies tongue durst not say All this hath God forgot Or heedlesse hides his face away for ever sees it not 12 Arise Lord God lift up thy hand for them that help implore Without thy strength too weake to stand be mindfull of the poore 13 Why hath the wicked heart a tongue though words for feare retire â—o speake in spitefull thoughts This wrong thou God wilt not enquire 14 Thou seest for wrong and wickednesse thine eye and hand perceive â—â—dresse the poore and fatherlesse to thee their helper leave 15 Of wicked and malicious men brâ—ake thou the harmfull arme Seeke out his wickednesse and then find neither arme nor harme 16 The Lord is King and Governour for ever and beyond The Heath'n opposers of his power are perisht from the land 17 The meek-afflicted soules desire thou Lord art pleas'd to heare Their heart confirm'd dost thou inspire attentive mak'st thine eare 18 To judge the pupill and the poore that sorry man may find His daunting threats to be no more but earth and empty wind PSAL. 11. In Domino Ad Praestantem Davidis MY trust doth on the Lord relie how say ye to my soule Soule to thy mountaines safetie flie as swift as feathred fowle 2 For loe the wicked bend their bow on string their arrow fit A shoot in darknesse to bestow the upright heart to hit 3 When wicked plots are over-past that stedfast ground have none When their foundations downe are cast the just what hath he done 4 The Lord from holy place above the Lord from Heav'n his Throne His eyes will view his eye-lids prove how Adams sonnes have gone 5 The just and wicked ones estate the Lord will prove and trie 6 But selfe hate soules his soule doth hate that love malignitie 7 Upon the wicked will he showre snares fire and brimstone downe And breath of burning tempest powre their cup this lot shall crowne 8 For just the Lord and just designes are lovely in his sight His face discerns and right defines of men and meanes upright PSAL. 12. Salvum me fac Ad Praestantem super Octavam Psalmus David SAve Lord for godly men are gone and goodnesse none that mind Of Adams sonne a faithfull one example rare to find 2 With faign'd discourse and fawning style each one his neighbour holds But of his flatt'ring lips the guile in heart and heart he molds 3 All flatt'ring lips of fraud the traine the Lord cut off betimes And tongue that strikes no lower straine but lofty language chimes 4 Our tongue say they shall sure prevaile these lips of ours must walke Our lips their Masters must not faile what Lord shall taxe our talke 5 Now for the needy soules reprize and poore mans groaning cares Up will I saith the Lord arise and save him from these snares 6 Thy words O Lord are words as pure as silver seven times tri'd In Test of ashes by the cure of fire repuirifi'd 7 Thou shalt O Lord preserve the flocke of thy selected sheep And ever from this wicked stocke the soule that serves thee keep 8 The wicked compasse every coast their quarter keeps no bounds While Adams 〈◊〉 are valew'd most where vilenesse most abounds PSAL. 13. Usque quò Domine Ad Praestantem Psalmus David HOw long Lord wilt thou me forget for ever shall it be How long no eye upon mee set but hide thy face from me 2 How long shall I in soule advise and daily vexe my heart How long my foes above me rise against me that take part 3 Behold O Lord my God and heare from clouds of darknesse deep With thy pure light mine eye-sight cleare lest in the death I sleep 4 Against me lest to have prevail'd my foe give out the voice For when my feeble foot hath fail'd my troublers will rejoyce 5 My trust yet on thy mercie staies thy saving health shall be My joy of heart my song shall praise thy bounty Lord to mee PSAL. 14. Dixit Insipiens Ad Praestantem Davidis THere is no God the fooles heart sayes in his ungodly mood 2 Corrupt and odious are their wayes none no not one does good 3 The Lord look't downe from heaven to see what Adams sonnes desir'd Of understanding who was hee that after God enquir'd 4 Together all departed are all loathsome-sented grow'n Of doing good that hath the care or conscience none not one 5 Are wicked workers all mis-led so ignorant are all That eate my people up like bread on God they never call 6 There did their feare confesse distrust whose guilt they could not hide â—he generation of the Just hath God to be their guide 7 The counsells of the poore to blame your blame-full counsells rend â—nd shamelesse of his hopes speake shame that on the Lord depend 8 Salvation who to Israel shall out of Sion give When
is full of gifts whose bargaine Brib'rie drives 11 Of this perfection I have got however thou esteem Yet my perfection urge I not in mercie mee redeeme 12 My foot upon so firme a ground stands stedfast and upright That I O Lord thy praise will sound in great Assemblies sight PSAL. 27. Dominus illuminario Davidis THe Lord my Saviour is my light of whom am I affraid The Lord is of my life the might by whom to be dismaid 2 When wicked men with malice arm'd my foes in furie fell To eate my flesh against mee swarm'd they stumbled and they fell 3 Encamp't against mee not an host should make my heart affraid Should warlike troupes fill every coast in this my trust is stai'd 4 For one suit to the Lord I sue his house for life to hold Those beauties of the Lord to view his Palace to behold 5 For his Pavillion will he spread in troublous time to hide And on a rocke advance my head in secret by his side 6 Above my foes now round about my head shall be up-rais'd And JAH with joy his tents throughout in hosts and hymnes be prais'd 7 Unto my voice O Lord give eare upon thee when I call And my request in mercy heare but answer mee withall 8 When Seeke my face thou saidst to mee with ecchoing touch of grace My heart advertis'd answer'd thee Lord I will seeke thy face 9 Thy face from mee then doe not hide thy seeker to defeat Nor from thy servant turne aside in thy displeasures heat My succour not to be forgot thou hast been heretofore God of my health now leave mee not forsake mee now no more 10 Should mee my fathers wiser care my mothers love forsake Though she that bare mee mee forbare the Lord would mee up take 11 Teach mee O Lord thy way to tread where thy safe conduct lies And in the path of Rightnesse lead from my observers eies 12 Give mee not to my foes desire for falshoods evidence With him against mee doth conspire that breath 's out violence 13 As I beleev'd so faith to mee did firme assurance give The goodnesse of the Lord to see within their land that live 14 Attend the Lord with courage bold be strong and stay the end Confirme thy heart to hold thy hold upon the Lord attend PSAL. 28. Ad te Domine Davidis ON thee O Lord my Rocke I call deafe-ceasing cease to be Lest downe the pit like them that fall thy silence silence me 2 The voice of my petitions heare when for thy grace I cry When to thy holy Adyte neere I lift my hands on hie 3 Draw mee not with the wicked sort that worke with sinfull art That to their neighbours peace report but malice presse in heart 4 Pay them what they to passe have brought the evill they devis'd And by the workes their hands have wrought be their reward assiz'd 5 Because what deeds the Lord hath done his hand they will not heed Downe shall he breake them every one and build up no such breed 6 Blest be the Lord to whom I strain'd the voice of mine un-rest Whose gracious eare hath entertain'd and heard my whole request 7 The Lord my strength is and my shield my hearts my hopes successe Joy to my heart whose help doth yeeld him shall my song confesse 8 The Lord with strength doth still support the flocke that he enfolds And of salvations is the Fort that his Annointed holds 9 O save the people of thy flocke blesse thine inheritance Feed them and on thy favours rocke for ever them advance PSAL. 29. Afferte Domino Psalmus Davidis GIve to the Lord ye men of Might ye sonnes of Mighty race Give glorie to the Lord his right all strength to his give place 2 Give to the Lord his Names renowne before his holy Seat Your selves unto the Lord bowe downe his beauteous honour greet 3 The voice that forth on waters breakes it is the Lord that-bounds The glorious God in thunder speakes the Lord on seas re-sounds 4 The Lord sends forth a mighty noise when power his power withstands The Lord gives out a soveraigne voice when Majestie commands 5 When lofty Cedars broken lie his voice the Lord extends Of Lebanon the Cedars high the Lord in sunder rends 6 He makes them like a Heifer trip proud of his velvet hornes So Lebanon so Shirion skip so skip young Unicornes 7 The Lords voice shoots out flames of fire JAH'S voice the Desert shakes 8 To tremble if the Lord transpire the Desert Cadesh makes 9 JAH'S voice makes Hinds bring forth their young the Forrest-brood makes bare And in his Temple every tongue his glorie can declare 10 The Lord sate Soveraigne at the floud the Lord for ever raignes For sinners judgement for the good his Mercy-seat ordaines 11 Strength to his people their strong Rocke the Mighty Lord will give The blessing he will give his flocke shall be in peace to live PSAL. 30. Exaltabo te Domine Psalmus Cantici Dedicationis domus David I Will extoll thee Lord Most-Hie so high-extoll'd by thee That hast not left an enemie to triumph over mee 2 Thee Lord my God my cry besought thou heald'st mee instantly 3 My soule from Hell thou Lord hast brought reviv'd mee from-to-die 4 O ye his Saints the praises sing that to the Lord belong Before his holy presence bring a thanks-remembring song 5 For but the twinkling of an eie his angers moment lasts But life on fraile mortalitie his gracious favour casts An evening weeping may out-weare and teares with midnight mourne But mirth at morning will appeare and joy with light returne 6 In my prosperitie I said mov'd shall I never be 7 My mountaine Lord so strongly laid thy favour rais'd to me Thy face from me yet didst thou hide and I was troubled soone 8 Then Lord to thee for grace I cri'd to thee Lord made my moane 9 What profit in my bloud can be when I descend the pit Shall dust to tender thankes to thee or tell thy truth be fit 10 Heare Lord of thee what I request and mercy on mee take O doe not mee that am distrest my helper Lord forsake 11 To joyfull dancing hast thou turn'd my sorrowes dolefull sound My sack-cloth loos'd wherein I mourn'd with gladnesse girt mee round 12 That so may my uncessant tongue my glory tune thy praise Thankes Lord to thee my God be sung to endlesse length of daies PSAL. 31. In te Domine speravi Ad Praestantem Psalmus David MY confidence on thee I ground sham'd let mee never be As Justice doth in thee abound O Lord deliver me 2 Bowe downe thine eare I may be heard with speed on mee reflect My rocke of strength my house of guard in safety mee protect 3 For thou my rocke and fortresse tri'd whatever path I tread Wilt for thy Name sake be my guide and all my footing lead 4 To bring mee forth out of the net for mee in secret laid Thy
concourse forgot to make them both reveal'd 11 With-hold not thou O Lord from me thy tender bowells store Thy mercy and thy truth let be my safeguards evermore 12 For evills moe than may be told have round-environ'd mee My sinnes on mee have caught such hold I have no power to see The haires upon my head that grow in number they exceed My heart with trouble stricken low forsakes mee at my need 13 Lord let it be thy pleasure now to safe deliver me O Lord to help me hasten thou as able ready be 14 Shames loading let them never lacke that would my soule destroy Abash't confusion drive them backe that at my evill joy 15 Let desolation be their pay the pension of their shame Aha Aha to mee that say and make my griefe their game 16 Let those that seeke thee all alway with joy in thee abide Let thy salvations lovers say The Lord be magnifi'd 17 On mee that poore and needy stand yet thinkes the Lord my stay My help with thy redeeming hand my God make no delay PSAL. 41. Beat us vir qui intelligit Ad Praestantem Psalmus David BLest is the man that wisely weigh the poore-afflicted can Deliverance in the evill day the Lord will send that man 2 Him shall the Lord preserve alive and keep on earth to blesse Him to his foes thou shalt not give their soule shall not possesse 3 The Lord upholds his feeble head upon his couch of paine Turnes in his sicknesse all his bed returnes his health againe 4 I said in depth of my distresse Be gracious Lord to mee O heale my soule whose sinfulnesse hath sore offended thee 5 On mee mine enemies exclaime and evill of mee say When shall he die when shall his namâ— with him be cast away 6 And if to visit mee he come his heart vaine falshood speakes Iniquitie his errands summe at his returne forth breakes 7 All they that hate mee on a knot against mee whisp'ring swarme Against mee they this evill plot devis'd to doe mee harme 8 An evill doome on him is past which he deserv'd before And now say they that he lies fast let him rise up no more 9 Yea in my peace the man so great to speciall trust receiv'd Which of my bread did also eate his heele against mee heav'd 10 Be gracious Lord to mee therefore and raise mee up againe And I to them shall then restore like payment for their paine 11 By this I know thou favour'st mee that though my foes assaile Triumphers yet they shall not be against mee nor prevaile 12 But mee in mine integritie thy hand doth still uphold And set mee where eternally thy face I may behold 13 The Lord the God of Israel be blest for ever then Let age to age eternall tell his praise Amen Amen Finis Libri primi LIB II. PSAL. 42. Quemadmodum desiderat Ad Praestantem erudiens filiis Coreh LIke as the braying Hind embost desires the water brookes So after thee my soule neere lost O God sends longing lookes 2 To God the living God for whom my soule so thirsteth sore O when shall my appearance come the face of God before 3 My teares to mee have been the food that day and night I eat While daily they in scornfull mood Where is thy God repeat 4 Remembrance of the time fore-spent my soule upon mee poures When to the House of God I went at our accustom'd houres We in the voice of joy and thankes together held our way A multitude of order'd rankes that holy kept the day 5 Why does my daunted soule give place and droop in my distresse Wait thou on God healths of my face whom yeâ— I will confesse 6 My soule my God within mee sinkes and here in deserts still On Jordan land on Chermon thinks on little Mitsghar hill 7 Deep calls on deep with thundring voice thy water-Canons sound Thy billowes all with horrid noise thy waves above mee bound 8 His mercy will the Lord by day command his song by night With mee a praier to God to pray my lives eternall light 9 I unto God my Rocke will say Why dost thou mee forget Why walke I mourning on my way opprest and foe-beset 10 A murth'ring through my bones doth gride to my reproach all day Where is thy God in scornfull pride when my distressors say 11 Why does my daunted soule give place and droop in my distresse Trust God my God healths of my face whom yet I will confesse PSAL. 43. Iudica me Deus JUdge mee O God my pleading plead against a perverse land Assert mee from the wily head and from the wrongers hand 2 For of my strength the God thou art why trun'st thou mee to goe Opprest in habit as in heart to mourne before the foe 3 Send forth thy light and truth to fill my darke distrustfull brest To guide mee to thy holy Hill thy Tabernacles rest 4 Then to Gods Altar will I goe to God my joyes excesse And thee with Harp and Hymnes thereto O God my God confesse 5 Why does my daunted soule give place and droop in my distresse Trust God my God healths of my face whom yet I will confesse PSAL. 44. Deus auribus Ad Praestantem filiis Coreh animadversio O God we heard it with our eares our fathers have us told What deeds thou didst in former yeeres what in their daies of old 2 The Heathens how thy hand out-cast our fathers seed to sowe The people how thou didst lay waste and made our parents grow 3 For not by their owne swords keen edge did they possesse the soile Nor their owne arme can they alledge did for their safety toile But thy right hand thine armes defence thy countenances light Thy favour gave them eminence in them thou took'st delight 4 My King O God on Jacobs head thy saving healths command 5 To hundge our foes them downe to tread thy Name for us shall stand 6 For neither bow nor sword I have whereon my trust to ground 7 But thou art he from foes didst save our haters didst confound 8 Of God all day the praise we spread and ever sing thy Name Selah 9 Of ours no host yet dost thou lead but shunn'st and leav'st us shame 10 Thou mak'st us turne our backes in fight and to our foes give way That they that hate us hold but right to make our goods their prey 11 Thou sortest us on termes un-even like sheep to serve for meat Hast scatt'red us among the Heathen as chaffe of winnow'd wheat 12 Thy people hast thou sold for nought Sold rather hast forsooke For they that sold of them that bought no prices for them tooke 13 Thou hast expos'd us to reproach of neighbours round about Too neere upon us that encroach at us to scorne and flout 14 Among the Heath'ns of our estate a by-word didst thou make The people that our heads did hate their heads at us did shake 15 And every day before mine eies is my
they none could spie nor sinne O Lord they saw 4 Without iniquitie in mee they runne and ready make To meet me raise thy selfe and see my helper Lord awake 5 Awake therefore Lord God of hosts thou God of Israel To visit all the Heathen coasts against thee that rebell 6 And where for grace to thee alone fraile sinners find accesse O let thy mercy favour none that faithlesly transgresse Selah 7 They when the evening Sun shuts in run jetting to and fro And like a dogge they howle and grin and round the Citie goe 8 Vollies loe from their mouth they shoot swords in their lips they beare Weapons that warre with silent foot for who say they shall heare 9 But thou O Lord shalt them deride make all the Heath'ns a mocke That strength to thee will I ascribe to thee O God my Rocke 10 God of my mercy shall prevent and in such plight to mee Mine enemies shall God present as my desire would see 11 Whom let not slaughters hand devoure lest that my flocke forget Disperse them by thy mighty power them Lord our shield defeat 12 Their sinfull mouth their lip-wise words let their swolne pride descry And take them in their selfe-twin'd cords that curse forsweare and lye 13 Consume consume them in thy wrath that they no more may grow What empire God in Jacob hath through earth that they may know 14 As soon as day his light drawes in returne they to and fro And like the dogge they howle and grin and round the Citie goe 15 Goe wandring here and there for meat and snart if un-suffic'd They find short fare for them to eate by want and hunger siz'd 16 But I will sing thy mighty power thy mercy early praise For thou hast been my fortresse-Tower my Rocke in restlesse daies 17 I O my strength to thee will sing to God my refuge hie The God that makes his mercies spring my mercies treasurie PSAL. 60. Deus repulisti Ad Praestantem super Sushan-Eduth Michtam Davidis ad docendum cùm contenderet erga Aram Naharaim erga Aram-zobah conversus Ioab et percussit Edom in valle Salis duodecim millia THou hast O God cast us aside routed our poore remaine Thine angry brow hast bent to chide O turne to us againe 2 The trembling earth thou didst invade and rifts therein hast cleft O heale the breaches thou hast made for it is shaking left 3 Thou shewdst thy people harder things than they had borne before Of wine that stupid horrour brings to drinke thou gav'st them store 4 To them that feare thee hast thou given a signe to shun the bow A Banner by the hand of Heaven set up for truth to shew 5 That free deliverance they may have that are belov'd of thee With thy resistlesse right hand save O heare and answer mee 6 God in his Holinesse hath spoke which I with joy repeat In Shechem will I strike the stroke and Succoths valley mete 7 Mine Galghad is Manasseh mine strength of my head doth live In quiver-bearing Ephraims line my Law shall Judah give 8 My wash-pot Moab will I make my shooe on Edom fling Thy pride Pelesheth overtake and to my triumphs bring 9 The Citie of such strength within what guide shall make me get The warlike Edoms towers to win what Leader shall I set 10 When thou O God as nought of worth hast cast us off so long And with our Armies wentst not forth to make our battels strong 11 O give us help from our distresse mans health is vaine deceit Through God we shall doe valiantnesse our foes he shall defeat PSAL. 61. Exaudi Deus Ad Praestantem super Neghinoth Davidis MY crie O God my praier attend when I to thee complaine 2 When from this earths extremest end my smoth'red heart I straine 3 Conduct me to the Rocke of power that higher is than I 4 For thou hast been my hopes strong tower against the enemie 5 Thy Tabernacle will I take for ever there to dwell And to my hopes a shelter make thy wings my secret cell Selah 6 For thou to heare my vowes from heaven thine eare O God didst frame An heritage to me hast given of them that feare thy Name 7 Daies upon daies encreast by thee thou to the King shalt give The compasse of his yeeres shall be from age to age to live 8 Him God before his face to sit for ever shall accept With mercy truth prepare thou fit by whom he may be kept 9 Praise to thy Name so will I sing for ever day by day To thee my vowes upon me bring that I may duly pay PSAL. 62. Nonne Deo Ad Praestantem apud Ieduthun Psalmus Davidis ON God my silent soule attends his seasons surely heeds To him my safeties care commends from whom my health proceeds 2 He surely is my Rocke of power and my salvation prov'd My hold my high-defensive tower I shall not much be mov'd 3 How long on mischiefe will ye thinke Man-slayers slaughtred all Ye like a ruin'd sense shall sinke and like a shaken wall 4 His dignity how to suppresse their counsells they convert Delight in lies with mouth they blesse but curse within their heart Selah 5 On God yet never thou the lesse my silent soule attend From whom my hopefull patientnesse expects a happy end 6 He surely is my Rocke of power and my salvation prov'd My hold my high-defensive tower I shall not be remov'd 7 In God is my Salvations port my Glories lofty crest Rocke of my strength in God my Fort my Confidences rest 8 O people trust in him alway your heart before him powre For of our hopes God is the stay our safeties trusty towre 9 Sure Adams sonnes are vanitie and lighter in account The best together weigh'd a lie and make the ballance mount 10 Trust not in wrong to reap your part in rapine be not vaine If wealth encrease set not your heart on baited lures of gaine 11 God spake at once which twice I heard To God the power pertaines Of punishment and of reward of pardons and of paines 12 And mercy Lord in thee alone exceeds from thee proceeds For thou wilt render every one according to his deeds PSAL. 63. Deus Deus meus Psalmus David cùm is esset insolitudine Iehudah THou art O God my God alone mine eies shall watch to see The Nights obscurer watchmen gone and early seeke for thee 2 For thee my thirsty soule doth toile for thee my flesh doth long Within a waste and weary soile and waters none among 3 Within thy Sanctuaries seat which now I see no more To see thy power and glory great as I have seen before 4 For good thy mercy is above the gladsome length of daies More lovely is than life thy love My lips shall sing thy praise 5 Thus will I blesse thee while I live while breath this breast commands And in thy Name the off'ring give of my up-lifted hands 6 With marrow
and with fatnesse fed my soule shall be full fill'd And from my mouth thy praises spread through joyfull lips distill'd 7 Of thee my bed remembrance brings by night I watch for thee 8 And shout when shadowed with thy wings thy saving help I see 9 To thee my Hermit-soule adheres here from thy House expell'd Where never thy right hand forbeares nor leaves me un-upheld 10 But they that make my life their prey and for my soule contend Where lowest earth hath made their way to death let them descend 11 A hand on them the sword shall heave and shed their guilty blood The loath'd remainder they shall leave shall be the Foxes food 12 In God be glad yet shall the King and all that sweare Him by Shall glory but be stopt the spring the lips that speake a lie PSAL. 64. Exaudi Deus Ad Praestantem Psalmus David UNto my voice O God give eare to whom my praier doth goe Preserve my life from pallid feare of my pursuing foe 2 My head from secret counsells hide that wicked heads contrive From rage against me open wide that evill doers drive 3 With venom'd edge and fell intent which whet their tongues like swords And shoot in bowes by malice bent sharp arrowes bitter words 4 A secret shot at him to fit that is in heart upright With sure and sudden hand they hit and feare not where it light 5 Themselves in mischiefe make they bold and commune how to lay Their secret snares to take sure hold and who shall see them say 6 Iniquities new shapes have sought and masked faces found Discovering of their wicked thought the heart-corrupted ground 7 But God a sudden shaft sharp ground and swifter than the wind Shall shoot at them and in the wound shall leave the head behind 8 Yea their owne tongues shall they incite upon themselves to fall Which all that see with fearfull flight shunne their example shall 9 All earthly men shall in their feare the worke of God declare And wisely weigh what these men were and whose these doings are 10 The just and upright for his part shall in the Lord rejoyce And trust in him All true of heart shall glory in their choice PSAL. 65. Te decet Hymnus Ad Praestantem Psalmus David Canticum ON thee waits Sions silent praise O God that hear'st the praier 2 To thee the vow thy people paies to thee all flesh repaire 3 Iniquities with words at will against me have prevail'd But our transgressions covering still thy mercy never fail'd 4 O blessed he whom thou dost chuse so neere thy Courts to dwell Thy Houses goods where we may use thy Temples plenty tell 5 Thou God our health by fearfull signes shalt answer us againe Just hope of all that earth confines or farthest seas containe 6 Which by his strength lifts up the hills above the plaines to towre And firmnesse to their height fulfills which girded is with pow'r 7 Which stills the raging of the seas be-calmes the billowes sounds And more outragious to appease the peoples tumult bounds 8 On earth the utmost dwellers feare thy signes The goings out Of East and West thy light that beare for joy thou mak'st to shout 9 Thou visitest the soile with showres of life-inspiring raine Rich Mynes of pearle thy deaw downe powres the greedy Plowmans gaine 10 Gods River reacheth far and wide thy care prepares the corne And seed to mother earth dost hide in teeming-furrow borne 11 The waters melt her drunken plaine the verdant blossomes swell On whose encrease as drops of raine so many blessings dwell 12 The yeere with goodnesse dost thou crowne beginning where thou end'st And every step stills fatnesse downe which from the clouds thou send'st 13 They drop upon the pastures wide that robe the wildernesse The little hills begirt with pride no little joy expresse 14 The pastures cloth'd with flockes un-shorne their double fleeces bring The vallies covered are with corne for joy they shout and sing PSAL. 66. Iubilate Deo Ad Praestantem Canticum Psalmi IN God be joyfull all the earth his Names renowne to raise 2 Sing Psalmes make loud triumphant mirth put glory to his praise 3 Say unto God Thy dreadfull deeds who can enough expresse Whose foes thy power that so exceeds faign'd tongues false hearts confesse 4 The earth throughout to worship thee their humbled hearts shall frame And of thy praise in Psalmes agree to sing unto thy Name Selah 5 The workes of God O come and see what he to passe hath brought What terrible atchievements he for Adams sons hath wrought 6 The Sea away on heaps he sent the Deep he made dry ground Where through the floud on foot we went in him there joy we found 7 He rules for ever by his power on Nations sets his eies That never rais'd but to devoure rebellion never rise Selah 8 And ye our God O people blesse with tongues and hearts prepar'd Through every land let more or lesse his praises voice be heard 9 Which putting deaths blacke darts aside our soule in life doth stay And suffering not our foot to slide upholds us in our way 10 For thou O God didst triall make what heat we could endure If fire could force us thee forsake that fines the silver pure 11 Thou broughtst us where we were betrai'd and tangled in the net Where straitnesse on our loines was laid and pinching pannels set 12 Thou causedst men as heads of nought above our heads to ride Through fire and waters hast us brought where peace and plenty bide 13 With offrings burnt my vowes to pay I to thine house will presse Performing what my lips did say the mouth of my distresse 14 Burnt sacrifices fatlings throats to thee will I returne Rams incense Bullockes and Buck-goats upon thine Altar burne Selah 15 O come and hearken every one of God that stand in feare And for my soule what he hath done ye from my mouth shall heare 16 I with my mouth to him complain'd his praise my tongue preferr'd If wicked sight my heart had stain'd the Lord would not have heard 17 God surely heard my voice complaine my praier to him repaire Blest God that turn'd not backe againe his mercy from my prai'r PSAL. 67. Deus misereatur Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Psalmus Cantici IN mercy God to us encline and blesse us with his grace Upon our darknesse make to shine his light out-shining face Selah 2 That knowne may be thy heavenly way within this earthly round That thy salvations message may among all Nations sound 3 Thy praise O God let peoples sing as far as nights and daies The Sun transcends his signes to bring all people sing thy praise 4 For joy let all the Nations shout for thou with righteous doome Shalt judge the people earth throughout the Nations guide become Selah 5 Thy praise O God let peoples sing as far as nights and daies The Sun transcends his signes to bring all peoples sing thy praise
For he will cause our pressures cease and comfort such as mourne And to his gracious Saints speake peace lest they to folly turne 8 His saving health sure neere at hand shall they that feare him win That glory may in-dwell our land in glorious made by sin 9 With Mercy Truth in one did meet and hands together strike Where Justice Peace with kisse did greet and peace return'd the like 10 Truth Heaven her place of birth forsooke out of the earth shall spring And Justice downe from Heaven shall looke a heav'n on earth to bring 11 The Lord his goodnesse shall expresse so shall our Land not cease The Lord with blessings us to blesse our Land with fruits encrease 12 Before his face shall Justice goe and in the way respect To put her order'd footsteps so as he shall them direct PSAL. 86. Inclina Domine Oratio Davidis INcline thine eare O Lord to mee and heare my humble praier For poore and needy I to thee for answer make repaire 2 Thee let my soule her keeper have for mercifull am I Thou O my God thy servant save whose hopes on thee relye 3 Upon thee all day calls my voice Lord for thy Graces gift 4 O make thy servants soule rejoyce which Lord to thee I list 5 For thou O Lord art good to all and ready to forgive And much in mercy all that call upon thee to relieve 6 Give eare Lord what my praier requires in these extremes of mine And of my humble-ey'd desires unto the voice encline 7 I in the day of my distresse will call aloud to thee Nor doubt accesse nor good successe for thou wilt answer mee 8 Among the Gods O Lord is none with thee that can compare Nor like the workes that thou hast done workes done by any are 9 All people Lord whom thou hast fram'd shall come and worship thee And glorious shall thy Name be nam'd by Nations all that be For great thou art as we have found by those great marvels done That neither equall hast nor bound thou God thy selfe alone 10 My walkes Lord in thy way so fit and in thy truth so frame My heart to thee so firmly knit that I may feare thy Name 11 To sing O Lord my God thy praise my heart shall wholly tend And to thy Name such glory raise as never shall have end 12 For towards me thy mercy great no measure may esteem And from in Hell the lowest seat my soule didst thou redeem 13 The proud O God against me rise and force with falshood met Have sought to make my soule their prize nor thee before them set 14 Thy pity streames Lord God so strong as no compassion such Thy grace abundant suffrance long thy Truth and Mercy much 15 O turne thy face to me at length as grace hath well begun To me thy servant give thy strength and save thy hand-maids son Some signe for good upon me shew which let my haters see And blush when thou O Lord they know didst help and comfort mee PSAL. 87. Fundamenta ejus Filiis Choreb Psalmâ—â— Câ—nâ—â—ct LOw where the hallowed Mountaines fall lie his foundation-plates 2 Much more than Jacobs dwellings all the Lord loves Sion gates 3 Like glorious things have not been heard nor moderne nor of old To God thou City most endear'd as have of thee been told Selah 4 In my remembrance Rahab runnes and Babel knowing mee Loe Palestine and Tyre thy sonnes with Cush there borne was hee 5 And of thee Sion shall be said the mother of us all Whom the Most-Hie so firme hath laid shall man and man thee call 6 With him when he the peoples writes the Lord shall first begin And say when he their names recites This man was borne therein Selah 7 Singers and Instruments that sound rejoycers all with mee Voice string wind water-falls abound My springs are all in thee PSAL. 88. Domine Deus Salutis Canticum Psalmi filiis Choreh ad Praestantem super Mahalath Lignanoth Maschil Heman Israïtae MY crying supplication Before thee day and night Lord God of my salvation 2 Let enter in thy sight Encline thine eare and heare mee My soules full troubles tell 3 Whose evills trench so neere me My life drawes neere to Hell 4 Like them to death betaken That downe the pit are gone I seem a man forsaken A strength that strength hath none 5 Among the dead free-sleeping That in the grave lie slaine Which cast out of thy keeping Cut from the hand remaine 6 My head thou hast captived Within the lowest pit Where I of light deprived In deeps of darknesse sit 7 Thy furies heat inflicted Lies heavie on my crowne With all thy flouds afflicted Thy billowes beare me downe Selah 8 Set farre from mine acquaintance To them thou hast me set Abhorr'd shut up in durance Whence out I cannot get 9 Faint-ey'd to tuning fall I Afflictions sobs my Psalmes On thee Lord all day call I To thee I spread my palmes 10 Wilt thou from deaths vast Regions Prodigious shadowes raise Of all those Idoll-legions What one shall sing thy praise 11 And shall thy loving kindnesse Within the garve be told Or shall ABADDON'S blindnesse Thy faithfulnesse unfold 12 Thy deeds of Admiration Shall Darknesse bring to light Who in Oblivions Nation Thy Justice shall recite 13 But Lord to thee sincerely My plaint doe I present And in the morning early My prai'r shall thee prevent 14 Why Lord dost thou reject mee Why lay my soule aside Why let thine eare neglect mee Thy face why dost thou hide 15 Afflicted soule deceasing Thy ceaslesse stripes I beare From since my youths increasing Distraction doubtfull feare 16 Thine anger 's over grow mee Thy frightings mee dismay 17 All round they overflow mee Like waters all the day 18 From mee thou hast removed My friends my knowne delight My lovers my beloved Are darknesse in my sight PSAL. 89. Misericordias Domini Maschil Etan Israïtae THe tender mercies of the Lord shall ever be my song So shall my mouth thy truths record to age and age prolong 2 For mercy shall be built I said eternall to endure The Heav'ns establisht hast thou laid then Heav'n thy truth more sure 3 The Covenant with thy chosen strooke shall in my mind be borne The oath which I to David tooke to him my servant sworne 4 For ever of thy seed to reigne will I establish one To Age and Age that shall remaine will I build up thy Throne Selah 5 In speechlesse speech the Heav'ns O Lord thy wondrous workes confesse The Saints Assemblies of thy Word declare the faithfulnesse 6 For who in Heav'ns high Mansions may with the Lord compare Or who among the mighties sons can equall lordship share 7 God is exceeding dreadfull where his Saints their secret hold And round about him full of feare all-over to behold 8 Lord God of Hosts All-powerfull Lord what power is like to thine The splendour of whose faithfull Word doth round about thee
the mowers hand nor lades the binders lap 8 So as no passer by shall say The Lord give good successe The Name of God the Lord we pray you and your labour blesse PSAL. 130. De profundis Canticâ—m Graduum OUt of the deeps that thou maist heare Lord my complaints repaire 2 Lord heare my voice and let thine eare attend my voices praier 3 Our sins if thou O Lord shouldst summe and marke where we have miss't When thy revengefull stroke shall come who Lord shall then subsist 4 But by forgivenesse of our sinne thy mercy hath appear'd And as our love thy Judgements winne thy mercy makes thee fear'd 5 I earnestly expect the Lord expect his promise just My soule hath waited for his Word wherein my hopes put trust 6 My soule upon the Lord depends attends for her dispatch More than for morne the watch attends more than for morne the watch 7 With confidence let Israel attend the Lord therefore For with the Lord doth Mercy dwell with him redemption store 8 And Israel redeem he shall and make him freedome winne From all his sorrowes bonds from all his sorrow-breeding sinne PSAL. 131. Domine non est Canticum Graduum Davidis A Haughty heart high-looking eies O Lord I never brooke I wade not in deep mysteries nor after marvells looke 2 I still'd my soule and made it milde as from the mothers brests A weanling as a weanling childe my soule in silence rests Trust in the Lord his time attend O Jacobs family Attend his time that hath no end from now eternally PSAL. 132. Memento Domine Canticum Graduum OF David and his troublous daies be mindfull Lord and how 2 To Jacobs mighty Lord he payes his oathes solemniz'd vow 3 Nor tent nor house my harbour be repose my bed forbids 4 To sleep mine eyes shall pardon me to slumber mine eye-lids 5 Untill a dwelling place I find where may the Lord remaine The Mighty One of Jacobs kind a house to entertaine 6 Loâ— Ephrata we understood thereof good tidings yeelds At length we found it in the wood in Kirjath-jears fields 7 Within his house we will goe meet and there assembled all Before his â—oot-stoole at his feet bow downe our selves and fall 8 Arise O Lord into thy rest returne to dwell at length In Salem sometime Silo's guest thou and thy Arke of strength 9 Let be that thine they may be knowne thy Priests with Justice cloth'd And seeking thee more than their owne thy Saints to joy betroth'd 10 And for thy servant Davids sake turne not the face away Of thine Annointed Soveraignes make his seed his Scepter sway 11 The Lord in Truth to David sware and will not turne from it Fruit of thy wombe will I prepare upon thy Throne to sit 12 My Covenant if thy sons retaine my Testimonies heed Thy sons perpetually shall raigne and on thy Throne succeed 13 For as the Lord loves Sion best his liking is so great That her he hath above the rest selected for his seat 14 This is my rest a longer space than Sun shall lend his light Perpetuall here my dwelling place here my desir'd delight 15 Her victuals blessing will I blesse her poore with bread suffice 16 Her Priests in pure Salvation dresse her Saints shall joy surprize 17 There will I make the Horne upright to bud on Davids head A lamp for mine Annointed light throughout all lands to spread 18 His enemies shall shame befall and weave the web they weare Up on his head while flourish shall the Crowne that he shall beare PSAL. 133. Ecce quam bonum Canticum Graduum Davidis BEhold how good it is how pleasing well that there dwell unity where Brethren dwell 2 The precious odour did not sweeter smell When on the head the holy Oile that fell As downe the beard downe Aarons beard it went Perfum'd the border of his Vestiment 3 So fall the pearly gems from Hermon Hâ—ll On Sion Mountaines so the deaws distill And eithers fields with rich embroidry fill Powdring the 'r un-shorne lockes with various skill For there the Lords command the blessing bound And Brethrens love with life eternall crown'd PSAL. 134. Ecce nunc benedicite Canticum Graduum BEhold praise ye the Lord all ye observers of his Rites That servants in the Lords House be before him stand by nights 2 There where his Sanctuary stands to sanctifie his Name To blesse the Lord up-lifted hands let hearts low-humbled frame 3 And he whose blessings over-shade the Hill of Holinesse The Lord that Heav'ns and earth hath made thee out of Sion blesse PSAL. 135. Laudate nomen Domini Halelu-jah SIng Halelu-jah praise th' Eternals Name Ye servants of the Lord set forth his praise 2 That to the Lords House stand his praise proclaime In our Gods Houses Courts that spend your dayes 3 Praise JAH The Lord is good as then is meet Sing Psalmes unto his Name so pleasing sweet 4 For to himselfe the Lord hath Jacob chose And his chiefe treasure Israel accounts 5 Great is the Lord my knowledge can disclose And that our Lord all other gods surmounts 6 What will the Lord have done his will alone In Heav'ns Earth Seas and all the Deeps is done 7 From earths extremes he makes the clouds ascend His fires and waters on the aire he flings In lightning-shot and show'rs of raine to spend The wind out of his treasuries he brings 8 And branded Egypt bare his furies note Whose first-borne all from man to beast he smote 9 His signes and wonders here and there he sent Hard hearted Egypt in the midst of thee On Pharaoh's head and all his servants spent Yet who so blind as they that would not see His signes and wonders sent and spent in vaine Nor Pharaoh's nor his servants pride restraine 10 He smote great Nations mighty Kings he slew 11 As Heshbons Sehon King of Amorites And Ghog the King of Bashan overthrew With all the Kingdomes of the Cananites 12 And dispossest them of their land to blesse And give his people Israel to possesse 13 Thy Name O Lord is ever permanent Thy memory Lord is to age and age 14 The Lord will judge his people and repent To execute the rigour of his rage His servants faults as ready to forbeare As to their foes in his revenge severe 15 The Heathens Idols silver are and gold Worke of mans hand their makers worth beneath 16 Mouthes eyes eares noses can their makers mold 17 But cannot make them speake see heare nor breathe 18 Vaine Idoll-mongers like your Idols just That Idols make or in made Idols trust 19 O blesse the Lord ye house of Israel O blesse the Lord ye house of Aarons line 20 O house of Levi blesse the Lord As well Who feare the Lord to blesse the Lord encline 21 From out of Sion his high praise record Whose dwelling is in Salem Praise the Lord. Halelu-jah PSAL. 136. Confitemini Domino O Praise the Lord for he is good his mercy
is for ever 2 Praise him that is of gods the God whose mercy faileth never 3 Praise him that is of lords the Lord whose mercy is for ever 4 His sole done wonders great record whose mercy faileth never 5 The Heavens that by his wisedome made whose mercy is for ever 6 The earth above the waters spread his mercy ceaseth never 7 Which made great lights for severall place his mercy is for ever 8 The Sun by day to runne his race his mercy failing never 9 The Moon and Starres to governe night his mercy lasting ever 10 In their first-borne did Egypt smite his mercy failing never 11 And Israel from amidst them brought his mercy is for ever 12 With mighty hand and arme out-rought his mercy failing never 13 The red sea into parts did lay his mercy is for ever 14 And through the midst made Israel way his mercy failing never 15 There shook off Pharaoh and his Host his mercy lasting ever 16 His people led through Desert-coast his mercy failing never 17 Great Kings he smote and overthrew his mercy is for ever 18 And mighty Kings in battell slew his mercy failing never 19 As Sehon King of Amorites his mercy lasting ever 20 And Ghog the King of Basanites his mercy ceasing never 21 Their land in heritage to have his mercy is for ever 22 To Israel his servant gave his mercy failing never 23 Which of our humbled state esteem'd his mercy is for ever 24 From our distressors us redeem'd his mercy failing never 25 Bread to all flesh by whom is given his mercy lasting ever 26 Confesse ye to the God of Heaven whose mercy ceaseth never PSAL. 137. Super flumina Babyl DOwne sate we by the rivers side that waters Babels wall To raise whose streames a springing tide of teares our eyes let fall Remembring Sion in our vowes our uselesse Harps we hung 2 Upon amidst the willow boughes as slightly tun'd as strung 3 For they that led us captives there requir'd of us a song A Sion-song said let us heare these moanes some mirth among 4 O no! nor harp we have nor hand nor voice to straine nor string Our Sion-song in Shinar-land song of the Lord to sing 5 If O Jerusalem I set no more by thee than so Let my right hand her skill forget my voice her song forgoe 6 My tongue fast to my palate cling aâ—d never tune employ If ought I doe but Salem sing the Soveraigne of my joy 7 Be mindfull Lord of Edoms sons who said on Salems day Raze Raze to her foundations with earth her levell lay 8 Thou Daughter Babel laidst us waste thy selfe shalt wasted be O happy that as done thou hast to us shall doe to thee 9 O happy that thy little ones from mothers breasts shall rash And pitilesse against the stones their braines in pieces dash PSAL. 138. Consitebor tibi Davidis I Will confesse thee to their face with all the heart in mee Were Princes Angels Gods in place Psalmes will I sing to thee 2 Prostrate before thy holy Seat thy Name will I confesse Thy tender mercies there repeat and sing thy faithfulnesse For all thy powerfull deeds proclaime and ample proofe afford That thou hast magnifi'd thy Name above all Name thy Word 3 The day I cri'd to thee I cri'd thou heardst and answerdst mee My soule with vigour was suppli'd and strengthned much by thee 4 Kings of the earth shall all confesse and make thy praise appeare When of thy mouth the faithfulnesse the words O Lord they heare 5 Their songs shall of the waies entreat that to the Lord belong For of the Lord the glory great is subject of their song 6 For though the Lord be thron'd on hie yet are his eies below The lowly-hearted ever nie the proud afar to know 7 Amidst distresse although I went reviv'd by thee I stand Thy hand against my haters sent to save me thy right hand 8 This worke the hand that wrought me this the Lord accomplish will Thy mercy Lord for ever is thy handy-worke fulfill PSAL. 139. Domine probisti Ad Praestantem Davidis Psalmus THou hast O Lord me searched out and knowne 2 My sitting downe and my up-rising are Within thy knowledge cleerer than mine owne My thoughts un-thought thou understandst afarre 3 My path my pallet winnow'd with thy fan And all my waies thy custome is to scan 4 For in my tongue there teem's not any word The breathlesse infant of my pregnant thought Bucloe un-borne thou know'st it wholly Lord Though with the organs of my speech un-wrought 5 Behind before thou hast beset me straight And of thy hand upon me put the waight 6 It is too wonderfull for me to know To itâ— cannot it is set so hie 7 O from thy spirit whither shall I goe And whither shall I from thy presence flie 8 If I ascend the Heavens the Heavens thee beare Make I my bed the Hell loe thou art there 9 Take I the early-rising mornings wings And utmost seas my uncouth dwelling make 10 Even thither me thy hand my leader brings And thy right hand fast hold on me shall take 11 Yet sure shall darknesse shrowd me if I say The night about me shall be light as day 12 For light-lesse darknesse darkneth not from thee But as the day before thee shines the night Where seeing sees not thou hast eyes to see As darknesse is to thee so is the light 13 My reines are but the texture of thy loome Thou coveredst me within my mothers wombe 14 For casting me in such a covert mold My praise shall of thy fearfull wonders tell How marvellous thy workes are to behold My soule cannot expresse yet knowes right well 15 No bone of mine from thee is hid to know Though close embroidred in the earth below 16 Thine eyes did on my shapelesse substance looke And fram'd my members from a formlesse masse Each one of them is written in thy booke What day they formed were when none there was 17 How precious are O God thy thoughts to mee Of their increase what mighty summes I see 18 To number them to number were the sand As oft as I awake I am with thee 19 That thou O God wouldst slay the wicked band And men of blouds Depart ye all from mee 20 Which speake of thee what mischiefe can devise And but lift up in vaine thine enemies 21 And doe not I Lord them that hate thee hate And grieve at those that up against thee rise As if with me thy haters held debate As if they me despis'd that thee despise 22 In hatreds full perfection them I hate And in the number of my foes relate 23 Search me O God my secret angles sound And of my heart exactest knowledge take Examine mine intentions from their ground Of all my thoughts a perfect audit make See whether I in sorrowes by-path stray And lead me in the everlasting way PSAL. 140. Eripe me Domine Ad Praestantem Psalmus Davidis
THe evill man the violent from me O Lord keep farre 2 Whos 's heart on mischiefe wholly bent they daily gather warre 3 They like a Serpent whet their tongue beneath their lips beare stings With Aspes fell poyson to be stung lesse deadly danger brings Selah 4 Lord keep me from the wicked hand and from the violent To thrust away my feet which stand and study to prevent 5 For me the proud have hid a snare with cords wide spread a net Way-laid my path at un-aware their grins for me have set Selah 9 Thou to the Lord my God I said to heare this voice of mine A suitor to thy grace for aide thine eare O Lord encline 7 Lord God my strength my strength to lead my saving health from harmes Thou sett'st the Helmet on my head upon the day of Armes 8 Lord wicked men encourage not nor grant them their desire O further not his crafty plot lest further they aspire Selah 9 Upon my chiefest haters head that compasse me about A covering of their lips to spread let mischiefe maâ—ke them out 10 Let burning coales on them descend hot fire on them let fall And into dungeons deep them send whence rise they never shall 11 A man of tongue shall never grow establish't in the land But evill to his overthrow shall hunt the griping hand 12 I know the Lord will Justice frame the poore opprest to quit The Just shall sure confesse thy Name the right before thee sit PSAL. 141. Ad te Domine Psalmus Davidis TO this complaint O Lord of mine thy speedy help apply Thine eare unto my voice encline when unto thee I cry 2 As incense let my praier be sent and right before thee rise Let mine up-lifted palmes present an evening sacrifice 3 Set Lord a watch my mouth before my wandring tongue to tie And of my lips keep fast the doore whence words have wings to flie 4 To evill further not my heart pretences to pretend Their dainties let me eate no part whom wicked deeds commend 5 But smite me let the Just in love his hand up-lifted lights Compassions his reprovings prove his Mawle in mercy smites Such balme none such the wicked powre shall never breake mine head For in their evills evill houre my praier for them shall plead 6 Their â—udges though by hands of rockes lie fell'd beneath our feet To heare my sayings swarme by flockes for they are pleasing sweet 7 Our scattred bones together put the mouth of Hell receives As stone on earth from Quarry cut as chips the cleaver cleaves 8 But unto thee O God the Lord mine eyes attendant looke When help thou wilt my hopes afford leave not my soule forsooke 9 Preserve me from the handed-snare which they for me have laid And grins for which their wicked care with cost and paine hath paid 10 But let the wicked downe be cast his toile his taker be While I together over-past his fall my safety see PSAL. 142. Voce mea ad Dominum Maschil Davidis cùm esset in spelunca oratio MY voyce up to the Lord I strain'd and shew'd my wofull case My voyce unto the Lord complain'd and humbly su'd for grace 2 My meditation I prepar'd before him to expresse Before his face have I declar'd and powr'd out my distresse 3 When sunk my spirit within me lay my path then didst thou know A snare to walk on in my way they closely did bestow 4 On my right hand I lookt and saw to know me there was none All refuge did from me withdraw to seeke my soule not one 5 To thee ô Lord I cry'd and said to thee my hopes arrive My lot before me thou hast lay'd the land of them that live 6 Consider my complaint to thee attend my low-brought cry From my pursuers rescue me they stronger are than I. 7 My soule out of close prison bring I shall confesse thy Name The just about me in a ring thy bountie shall proclaime PSAL. 143. Deus exaudi Psalmus Davidis HEare Lord my prayer my fuits entend which I for grace to thee And to thy faithfulnesse commend in justice answer me 2 And enter not by judgements right thy servants sins to sound For justifi'd shall in thy sight not one that lives be found 3 My soule is by my foe pursu'd my life to earth lies smit Among the dead for ever mew'd in darknesse set to sit 4 My spirit within me spent hath left my understanding craz'd My troubled heart of rest bereft amidst me lyes amaz'd 5 I call to mind the daies of old on all thy worke I muse Thy deeds my serious thoughts behold what passe thy hands peruse 6 To thee I stretch forth either hand thy help to entertaine My soule â—or thee as weary land thirsts after welcome raine Selah 7 Haste Lord and heare my spirit is done hide not thy face from me Like them that downe the pit are gone lest else made soon I be 8 Thy morning mercy make me heare in thee I trust to mee The way I am to walke make cleere I list my soule to thee 9 From my pursuing enemies O Lord deliver me That where my safeties shelter lies for covert flie to thee 10 Thou art my God to doe thy will O make me understand To guide me thy good Spirit instill where right commands the land 11 And for that Names sake of thine owne thou Lord shalt quicken mee As for thy Justice thou art knowne my soule from pressure free 12 Against my foes thy power employ make strong thy Mercies arme My soules distressors all destroy that me thy servant harme PSAL. 144. Benedictus Dominus Davidis BLest be the Lord my Rocke of Might my Fortresse never farre By whom my hands are taught to fight my fingers fram'd for warre 2 My Mercy my strong Hold my Towre my Saviour and my Shield In whom I trust and by whose power to me my people yeeld 3 Lord what is man that thy respect to know him takes such care Why on the sons of man reflect and reckon what they are 4 Man is of vanity a masse made up on earth to creep Whose daies as slides the shadow passe to death the house of sleep 5 Thy Heav'ns O Lord bow and come downe with tempests warning stroke And with thy clouds the Mountaines crowne but touch and they shall smoake 6 Lighten thy lightnings fi'ry darts to scatter them withall Send home thine arrowes to their hearts and troubled make them fall 7 Thy saving hand send from on hiâ— for my deliverance stand Rid from the many waters nie freed from strange childrens hand 8 Whose mouth of vanitie the mold dissembles in their stile On falshood whose right hand takes hold a right hand full of guile 9 To thee O God prepare will I a new-set song to sing On ten-string'd Lute and Psalterie with sound of voice and string 10 His gift it is whereby Kings stand salvation that they have Doth from the sword in mischiefes hand
they that now in bondage dwell no longer captives live When home-return'd the Lord shall bring the people of his choice O then for joy shall Jacob sing and Israel rejoyce Isti tres versus non sunt in textu Hebraeo Graeco Chaldaeo vel in Carmine Apollinarii In Biblâ—â— emendatis relicti sunt ob antiquetatis venerationem sed absque arithmetica notae qua ut proprii distinctique hajus Psalmi versus habeantur A Paulo recitantur hoc ordine THeir throat an open sepulchre the forge of fraud their tongue Their lips more deadly poyson beare than where the Aspe hath stung 2 Their mouth of cursing is a spring of bitternesse a floud Their feet as fowle of prey on wing are swift in shedding bloud 3 Their waies are for vexation made and to destruction load The way of peace is not their trade nor know they how to tread Which knowing not needs must they fall where endlesse horrour lies Of God that have no sense at all no feare before their eies PSAL. 15. Domine quis Psalmus Davidis WHo Lord shall sojourne in thy Tent Inhabit who thy holy Hill Who perfect walkes is working still 2 The workes of Justice to fulfill In heart means truth truth speakes as ment 3 Whose tongue to slander cannot frame Doth to his friend no evill thing Nor gives nor takes reproaches sting From mischiefes venom'd mouth to fling Against his neighbours honest name 4 Whose eye all kind respect forgot Holds in contempt a person vile But rankes them high in honours file To feare the Lord that set their while Sweares to his hurt and changeth not 5 Gives not to biting Usurie For sordid gaine his silver lent Sells not for bribe the innocent To do these things whose mind stands bent Shall stand unmov'd eternally PSAL. 16. Conserva me Michtam Davidis ON thee my safeties hope is staid O God preserve thou me 2 Thou Lord my Lord my soule hath said My good is not to thee 3 Upon the Saints on earth that dwell soules gracious in thy sight Soules that in serving God excell set is my sole delight 4 Their sorrowes shall be multipli'd that after off-gods runne That other god have deifi'd and left thy dues undone Of bloud the offerings they propine I will not once partake Nor of their names these lips of mine shall ever mention make 5 The Lord is of mine heritage the portion of my cup The over-flowing beverage my lot thou holdest up 6 Within a faire and pleasant land the lines for mee are laid A goodly heritage in hand I hold to mee convai'd 7 Thankes to the Lord will I returne for his advertisement Whose fire within my reines doth burne with mighty chastisement 8 The Lord before mee alwaies set my object un-reprov'd On my right hand so him I get I shall not be remov'd 9 My heart therefore thus heartned sung for joy within my brest Glad was the glory of my tongue My flesh in hope shall rest 10 Nor wilt thou leave my soule in hell nor give thy Holy One Where death and shades of darknesse dwell to see corruption 11 The path of life thou mak'st mee know full joyes before thy face From whence perpetuall pleasures flow thy right hand is the place PSAL. 17. Exâ—udi Domine Oratio Davidis HEare justice Lord exactly heed what my loud cries entreat Attend my praier that doth proceed from lips without deceit 2 My judgement from before thy face let come in open sight Let thy pure eies discerne my case and give the Rights their right 3 My heart by night thy search did sound yet nothing didst thou find That with my mouth I did propound to sinne against my mind 4 By workes that earthly man concerne I find what course they runne By thy lips word the pathes I learne of breakers-through to shunne 5 Beat thou my waies and make them plaine my feeble steps fore-guide My feet within thy pathes containe my footing shall not slide 6 On thee I call thou God wilt heare and answer mee againe â—o my request incline thine eare attend how I complaine 7 Thy wondrous mercies set apart from thy insulting foes Saviour of them whose hope thou art that thy right hand oppose 8 O keep me as those chrystall globes the eyes black darling keep And spread thy wings wide covering robes where shadow'd I may sleep 9 My head from wicked faces hide the heads of my decay That compasse me on every side to make my soule their prey 10 Enclos'd in their owne sat they smoake with surfeits doubtfull sweat And with their mouth have proudly spoke their haughty hearts conceit 11 To snare our footsteps in our walkes they now beset us round With eyes as treason closely stalkes to undermine our ground 12 His likenesse is a Lion bold that greedy is to teare So keeps the Lions whelp his hold that lurkes in secret where 13 Rise Lord prevent his sharp fore-sights to stop my foe begin And with thy sword wherewith he fights my soules deliverance win 14 From men the scourge Lord of thy hand from mortall-worldlings will Upon this life whose portions stand whose gorge thy treasures fill Sonnes have they store and of their store when death shall them bereave Then all too much what they have more they to their children leave 15 Now of thy face a view to take shall Justice be my guide In mee when shall thine Image wake I shall be satisfi'd PSAL. 18. Diligam te Domine Ad Praestantem Servi Domini Davidis qui loquutus est Domino verba Cantici hujuâ— in die quo eripuit cum Dominus de volâ omnium inimicorum suorum de manu Saul Et diâ—iâ— O Lord whose strength in mee doth move and all my strength beget The strong impression of my love on thee is wholly set 2 The Lord my rocke whereon to build my fort my Saviour My God my hopes strong hold my shield horne of my health my towre 3 Upon the praised Lord I call'd to him for help I prai'd Mee from my foes he dis-enthrall'd and gave mee saving aide 4 Of death the sorrowes succourlesse were round about mee laid Of over-bearing wickednesse the flouds made me affraid 5 The cords of Hell about mee bent on every side tooke hold The snares of death did mee prevent that I could not unfold 6 Opprest the Lord my God I prest he from his Palace heares Before him came my loud request and entred at his eares 7 Then shook the trembling earth for feare the hills foundations mov'd And at his presence troubled were because his wroth reprov'd 8 A storme of smoake before him came which from his nostrils fum'd And fire out of his mouth did flame that where it came consum'd 9 He bow'd the Heav'ns and made his Throne with earth his foot-stoole meet Beneath the dreadfull light that shone lay darknesse at his feet 10 A Cherub-chariot did him beare whose plumes he made his saile The winds his winged-coursers were
when she me conceiv'd conceiv'd in heat of sin 6 Loe truth within mine inmost part doth thy delight affect And thou the secret of my heart by wisedome shalt direct 7 With hyssop purifie this deed so purg'd I cleane shall grow Wash mee my whitenesse shall exceed the whitenesse of the snow 8 Of joy and gladnesse make me heare thy reconciling voice The bones by thee that broken were shall then afresh rejoyce 9 Hide from my sins thy face forget what follies I have done All my misdeeds blot out and let thy wrath remember none 10 Cleane heart to me O God create this spirit of mine subdue Right spirit in me regenerate and re-inspire anew 11 And cast me not but of thy face where sight I may possesse Nor from my sinfull flesh displace thy Spirit of Holinesse 12 The joy that thy salvation gives restore to me againe And with thy Spirit where freedome lives my sin-bound soule sustaine 13 Then shall I teach transgressors all within thy waies to tread And sinners my example shall to thee converted lead 14 Deliver me O God from bloud pale deaths polluted spring God of my health my tongue aloud shall of thy Justice sing 15 My sin-shut lips Lord open thou with thy kind mercies keyes So then my mouth will I bestow in setting forth thy praise 16 For sacrifice none thou requir'st else would I give it thee Burnt-offrings neither thou desir'st nor thy delights they be 17 A wounded spirits heart-breaking smart to God burnes sacrifice A broken and a contrite heart thou God wilt not despise 18 On Sion as thy goodnesse falls with wonted favour fill'd Of thy Jerusalem the walls on thy good pleasure build 19 Then sacrifice of righteousnesse to please thee shall ascend Burnt-offrings whole thine Altar presse and frequent Calves contend PSAL. 52. Quid gloriaris Ad Praestantem Mâ—schil Davidis Cùm veniret Doeg Idumaeus nunciaret Sauli ac diceret illi Venit David in domum Achimelec WHy dost thou Tyrant mischiefe boast how much thou canst procure Gods mercy doe thy worst and most doth daily yet endure 2 Thy tongue of evill doth entreat which forth thy falshood puts As thou with doing of deceit so sharp no razor cuts 3 At evill more than good to reach thy earnest love is bent And then on Justice is thy speech on falshood rather spent 4 To speake all words that may devoure thy lewd desire doth long To swallow up where thou hast power O thou deceitfull tongue 5 For ever thee shall God destroy and from thy dwelling place From where the living land enjoy rend and root out thy race 6 And this the Just shall also see and seeing this shall feare And laugh to scorne the Brave whom he thus brought to nought shall heare 7 Behold the strong that of his state not God the strength did seat Whose trust was in his riches rate in evill only great 8 I alwaies like an Olive green my growth of daies to spend Shall in the House of God be seen whose mercy I attend 9 Thy deeds my praises shall proclaime in publike evermore And patiently expect thy Name so good thy Saints before PSAL. 53. Dixit Insipiens Ad Praestantem super Mahalath Psalmus Davidis THere is no God in heart to say so farre the foole is gone Corrupt and odious is their way good-doer there is none 2 Downe from the Heavens God look't to see what Adams sons desir'd Of understanding who was he that after God enquir'd 3 Out of the way they are all gone gone altogether backe Good deed good-doer none not one of all their loathsome packe 4 Is all their understanding fled to wicked workes that fall That eate my people up like bread on God they never call 5 There did they feare where was no feare to fright those guilty ones For God hath scattered here and there the proud besiegers bones 6 Them to confusion hast thou sent thine enemies surpriz'd With shame of sin the best event for God hath them despis'd 7 Salvations who to Israel shall out of Sion give When they that now in bondage dwell no longer captives live His people home when God hath had of whom he made his choice Then Jacobs Nation shall be glad and Israel rejoyce PSAL. 54. Deus in nomine Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Mâ—schil Davidis cùm venissent Ziphaei dixissent Sauli Nonne David abscondit se nobiscum THy Name in this distresse of mine O God to save mee send To judge me as revenge is thine thy powerfull strength extend 2 Unto my praier O God draw neere that I to thee commend And of my mouth the words to heare thine eare attentive bend 3 For strangers up against me rise and tyrants take the way Not taking God before their eies to marke my soule their prey Selah 4 But God my helper is behold in my defence to stand To help them that my soule uphold the Lord is neere at hand 5 By evill that my foes contrive of their desir'd successe His like reward shall them deprive them in thy truth suppresse 6 An offring of a free-will'd heart to thee will I present And praise thy Name O Lord that art to goodnesse wholly bent 7 For by the helps he did apply my troubles all expire And on mine enemies mine eye hath seen my full desire PSAL. 55. Exaudi Deus Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Maschil Davidis UNto my praier O God give eare that where thou art in place My supplication may come there and thou not hide thy face 2 Intend and answer my complaint with straining up my voice In these extremes of woe that faint and make a troubled noise 3 The enemies reproaches ring the wicked raise debate Iniquitie on me they bring and wroth the hand of hate 4 My heart within me troubled sore is rack't to sorrowes height Than death it selfe deaths terrours more oppresse me with their weight 5 Upon me feare and trembling fell and over me at last My sorrowes best befitting cell a covering horrour cast 6 O had I of a Dove said I the wing to waft my brest I then from these assaults would flie and find some seat of rest 7 Hence would I get me farre behold and in the Deserts bide Where I could seaze some safer hold my harmlesse head to hide 8 Hence would I hasten mine escape and horrour left behind Exchange my shelter and my shape to shun the stormy wind 9 Their discord-tongues O Lord divide by swallowing up their life For in the Citie have I spi'd that rapine reignes and strife 10 Upon the walls thereof they goe in compasse day and night And in the midst thereof by woe stands mischiefe arm'd with might 11 Within her who there walkes awhile but wickednesse he meets Dissembling mates deceit and guile depart not from her streets 12 For not my foe was my disgrace his blow I could have borne From open hate have hid my face had he heav'd up his horne 13 But it