longe lyfe to delyte in goodnesse Kepe thy tonge from euyl report and thy mouth from disceytfull speche Se thou do no man wronge but bende thy selfe to goodnes seke studyously and folowe vpoÌ peace The eyes of the lorde are fastened vpon the rigktwyse hys eares lysten vnto their cryenge But the griÌme couÌtinance of the lorde is sette vpon these that do wronge euen to cutte out their memoriall from therth But those men crye the lorde hereth he delyuereth them out of euery strainte Full nyghe is the lorde men broken in herte he saueth the contryte in spiryte Although full many yuels fal vpon the rightwyse yet the lorde delyuereth them from theÌ all He kepeth all their bones so that nat one of them be broken But euery trouble shall make an ende of the vngodly the haters of the rightwyse shal be shaken awaye The lorde shall loose redeme the lyfe of his seruantes neither shall they be distroied whosoeuer coÌmitte their selues to his faithful cure The argument in to the .xxxv. Psal. ¶ In this psalme Dauid standynge fast in his innoceÌcy lokyng surely for vengeance to be taken vpoÌ Saule his flaterers abyding for goddes helpe desyreth the punisshmente of Saule with his flaterers and helthe for himselfe but these two thynges desyreth he natte but for the good wyll of god for his glorie and prayse IUdica dnÌe nocen Lorde set agaiÌst my aduersaries smyte downe them that fyght against me Take anon vnto the shelde buckler and ryse vp spedely to helpe me Set oute thy spere come forth to mete my persuers close them in say thou vnto my foule I am thi helth Let them be confouÌded with shame and ignominy that seke my soule let theÌ be constrayned to tourne their backes let them bere opprobry that thiÌke me any yuel Let theÌ be lyke dust before the wynde the angels of the lorde shakynge them to nought Let their wayes be beset with derknesses slybery and thangell of the lorde persuyng theÌ For they haue prepared their pytfall and their nette for me without cause without cause also haue they reuyled and slaundred my soule Let his iniuste vexatyon fall vpon hys own necke vnwares let him be hampred in his owne nette which he hath hyd let him fall into his owne mischef But my soule mighte ioye in the lorde be glad of his helpe All my inward partes shal say lorde who is lyke the which delyuerest the weake afflict froÌ his stronger and the sely vexed from the thefe There arose vyolent wytnesses asked me thynges whiche I neuer thought They aequyted me euyll for good leuiÌg my soule all alone without any helpe I my selfe whyles they were blame worthy clothed me with sacke scourged my soule with fastinge and gaue my self hole to prayer for them I behaued my selfe to them as though euery one of theÌ had ben my neighbour myne owne brother I went bente vnto the grouÌde mourniÌge al iÌ blacke as one that had buryed his moder But they whiles I thus febled my selfe reioysed were gathered to gyther there came with them the moste vylest abiectes to scorne me whom I loked nothynge for they rente my fame ceassed nat Flaterynge parasytes all thynge derydiÌg gnasted vpon me with their tethes Lorde how longe wylt thou se me thus entreted restore my soule from these perilous sedicious men delyuer my lyfe from these lyons I shall magnifye the with prayse in the great coÌgregation amonge the myghty people shall I prayse the. Let nat my false enemyes reioyse vpon me let nat my haters wiÌke of eche other in to my deceyt without any cause For they speke nothynge peasably and agaiÌst the meke sprited of therth they paint their coloured deceytes They writhed their mouthes agaynste me sayeng fye fye vpon hiÌ our eyes haue sene the thiÌge for which we longed Ye thou hast sene lorde ceasse thou lorde no lenger be nat farre absent Aryse awake for my defence in iugemeÌt to affyrme my cause my god and my lorde Gyue sentence wyth me for thy ryghtwysnes sake lorde my god lest they reioyse vpon me Let them nat saye amonge their selues fye vpon him we haue our pleasure let theÌ nat say we haue deuoured conuicte him Let them be shamed also confouÌded togyther that thus reioyse vpon my trouble let theÌ be clothed with shame ignominye that thus swell against me Let theÌ be glad reioyse the fauour my ryghtwisnes make theÌ to say the lord might euer be magnifyed whom it hath thus plesed to set his seruaÌt at rest And my tonge also shall speke of thy rightwisnes dayly shewynge forth thy prayse The argument in to the .xxxvi. Psal. ¶ In this psal Dauid coÌsidereth meruelously the pleÌtuouse goodnes of god poured out iÌto all thinges of tâe which consyderation the more he resteth the more he merueleth of the frowardnes of the vngodly which although it be neuÌ so gret yet god shitteth nat his goodnes froÌ theÌ also he syngeth how that the chosen êceiue his goodnes by a more blessed especiall way thaÌ any other The tytle The songe of Da. the lordes seruaÌt DIxit iniustus The vngodlynes of the synfull man êsuadeth me in my hert that there is in him no feare of god For he standeth iÌ his own conceyte whiles his worthy iniquite groweth iÌto his extreme hatred What soeuer he speketh it is wyckednes deceyte he refuseth to be taught because he wolde nat do well As he lyeth in his bedde he studieth and inuenteth myschefe wherevpon he sette him selfe in to a waye nat good and escheweth nothynge that yuell is Oh lord eueÌ vp vnto the heueÌs strecheth thy goodnesse ye and vp to the cloudes recheth thy faithfulnesse Thy ryghtwisenesse is higher than the highest hylles thy iugementê ar full depe botoÌles lorde thou sauest man and beest Howe excedyng clere noble oh god is thy mercy how pÌcious also are they whiche coÌmyt theÌ to thy faithfull cure as vnto the shadowe of thy wynges They shal be satisfied with the pleÌtuous treasure of thy house thou shalte gyue theÌ drinke of thy delycious plesaÌt flodê For with the is the very well of lyfe we endued with thy lyght shall se at the last the very lyght Stretch thy mercy to them that knowe the thy rightwisenesse to the vpright in herte Let nat the prounde men fall vpon me neyther lette the vngodly moue me There shall fall the workers of iniquite they shal be cast out may nowher abide The argument in to the .xxxvii. Ps. ¶ Let nat the prosperite of yuell men moue the good sayth Dauid here that all thynges shal well hapen to the fearers of god to them that lyue of rightwisnes that these shal be blessed in tyme to come whaÌ the vngodly howe so euer they appere to florysshe here for a tyme shal be cut away and vtterly destroied NOli emulari Frete nat
al peryl passed he shal thaÌke god his sauiour in the coÌgregation of his saiÌtes wherfore he prayeth god so to lede hiÌ that he be nat trapped with their snares also to cast theÌ downe to make glad the faithful The tytle of the psal Dauides song plaied vpoÌ an instrumeÌt for his victory into the counfort of his people UErba mea auribus Lysten vnto my wordê lord coÌsyder my loude coÌplaint Gyue eare vnto my crieng my gouerner my god for before the do I poure forth my prayer Lorde thou shalt here me iÌ the morniÌg iÌ the mornyng shal I make my prayer loke vp vnto the. For thou art nat the god which may delyte in the vngodly the wycked men shalt haue no place with the. Synners shall nat abyde in thy presence thou hatest who so euer are gyuen to wickednes Thou shalt destroy these troublers with their lyes bloudsheders and men gyuen to deceyte lord thou shalt abhorre But I vnder thy pleÌtuouse fauour shal go to thy house shal worship the with reuerente feare in thy holi teÌple Lede me forth of daunger for thy rightwisnes sake from the dauÌger of my aduersaries let thy way be defeÌsed for me For the truth is nat in their mouthes in their hertes they norishe deceyte their throte is an opeÌ graue and with their toÌge they flater Gyue them into their synne o god let theÌ fall iÌ their own couÌsels caste theÌ downe hedlynge for the multitude of their siÌnes for agaynst the thei ar rebell But thei mought reioyse who so euer trust in the they mought pray êpetually also thou defeÌde theÌ that they which seke the glory of thy name mought be glad of the. For thou lorde shalt be fauorable gratioê° to the rightwise thou shalte compase him rounde aboute with thy goodnes lyke as with a shylde The argument into the .vi. Psal. ¶ This Psal. coÌteyneth a feruent desyre and prayer of a man greuously deâecte wounded in his herte sore fearynge deth but afterward reioysing of helth restored him The tytle of the Psalme The songe of Dauid for his victory plaied of the .x. strynged instrument DOmine ne Ah lorde rebuke me nat in thy wrath neyther chasten me in thine angre But deale fauorably with me oh lorde for full sore brokeÌ am I heale me lord for my bones ar al to shakeÌ My soule treÌbleth sore but lord how loÌge Turne the lorde deliuer my soule saue me for thy mercyes sake For they veryly that ar in this dedly anguishe can nat thiÌke vpon the in this helly paynes who may prayse the. I am wery with syghyng I shal water my bedde euery nyght with my teares so that it shal swiÌme in them My face is wrincled dried vp with care angre my enemyes haue made it full thynne with trouble Auoyde froÌ me ye workers of wikednes for the lorde hath hard my coÌplaiÌtes poured out with wepiÌg The lord hath harde my depe desyre the lorde hath receiued my peticioÌ Al myn enemyes shall be shamed astonned they shal be put to flight confounded sodeÌly The argument into the vii Psal. ¶ In this psal Dauid desyreth to be delyuered froÌ the troublous perelous persecution of Saule he remeÌbreth his innocency he prayeth for the possessyon of his kyngdome that the people myght be gathered to god all cursed meÌnes hastynes put away after this he declareth that this vngodly shall perysshe with their owne swârde and so at last he concludeth in the prayse of god The tytle of the ps The songe of Dauid played vpon a certayn musycall instrument which he songe to the lorde as coÌcernyng the besynes to the which Cush the soÌne of Iemiââ put hiÌ Rede thistory iÌ the ii of the kiÌges the .xvi. cha This Ps. serueth to be sayd of a maÌ falsely vexed troubled DOmine deê° meus Oh lorde which art my god my trust is in the saue me froÌ al that persecute me deliuer me Lest this maÌ rauysh my lyfe lyke a lion âearyng my soule no maÌ delyuering me Lord mi god if I haue coÌmitted this thiÌge if I be about to do so wiked a thiÌge If I haue nat done good for euell ye if I haue nat done good to my enemyes frely delyueryng them froÌ periles Let my enemye êsecute my soule take it let him cast down my lyfe bury my glory Selah Arise lorde shewe thy self repressyng the wrath of my troubloê° aduersaries with worthy vengeance make me at the last to enioye the authorite which yâ hast giuen me For so shal the congregatioÌ of thy people be gathered togither before the ye if there were none other cause yet at the lest for delyueraÌce of thy pore congregation set forth thy power Lorde which art the iuge of the people iuge me after my ryghtwisnes innocency which thou espied in me Let the wickednes of the vngodly I pray the be made ones an ende of thou o rightwise god sercher of hert reynes gyue prosperous good lucke to the rightwyse My defeÌce is iÌ god the sauiour of theÌ whiche are of pure êfet herte God is a rightwyse iuge he is the god whose veÌgeauÌce is redy at all tymes Yf this maÌ wyl nat turne him froÌ his euyl but wyl whet his swerd coÌtynually beÌde his bowe prepare it to shote He shall pÌpare dedly arowes for his owne self smyte his owne coÌpany Lo he traueleth and groueth forth wickednes he hath coÌceyued laborous affliction at laste bringeth forth lyes He digged a pyt hath made it holowe he is fallen into the dyke whiche he made The mischefe which he enteÌded me shall fall vpoÌ his own hed his violeÌs which he ordeined for me he shal bring vpoÌ his owne crowne I shall magnifye the lorde after his owne rightwisnes I shall sprede the name of the lorde which is the most hyghest The argument into the .viii. psal ¶ This psal is an hyghe prayse of god in the whiche Dauid with great admiration magnified thiÌestimable euerlastiÌg vertu power of god maker of all thiÌges declaryng hiÌ self euerywher gloriously but especially shewinge vnto maÌ his fauour his beneficeÌs lyberall goodnes The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Dauid coÌmitted to the chauÌter to be played vpon the harpe DOmine dnÌs nt Lorde ye our lord howe wonderfull reuereÌt is thy name in euery lande which hast lyft vp thy high magnificeÌce aboue the heueÌs Ye that of the mouthê of the litel souklingê hast thou stablisshed thy myghty prayse agaynst thy enemyes to smyte downe aduersary hiÌ that wyll auenge him selfe I shall therfore loke vp wondre at thy heuens lo this are the workê of thy fyngers the mone sterres thou hast set theÌ so goodly And lo what thynge is maÌ mortall that thou thus remeÌbrest hiÌ what is the soÌne of AdaÌ that thou regardest him so gretly Thou hast made
thy selfe with these cursed harmfull meÌ neyther enuy angrely these workers of wickednes For euen lyke grasse anon shal they be cut downe lyke the grene fresshe benâe of the floure shall they wyther away But cleue thou to the lorde and study to do good thou shalt inhabite the lande lede thy lyfe in good faithfulnesse Thou shalte delyte in the lorde for it is he that shal gyue the what so euer thy hert desyreth What so euer thiÌge thou takest in haÌde committe the fortheraunce thereof to the lorde truste in him and he shall brynge all thynges to good passe He shall lede forth openly thy ryghtwysnes euen lyke the lyght thy ryght lyuynge shall he make to shyne lyke the myddaye Suffre be styll and let the lorde worke abyde his pleasure be nat angry with hiÌ that prosper in his way which is the man that is gyuen to deceyte Refrayne thy selfe from wrath let thy angre be blowen ouer be nat moued to reuenge For who so euer ar harmefull and cursed shal be cut awaye but they that abyde the lordes pleasure shall inherite the lande It shal nat be longe but the vngodly shal be clene gone thou shalt consyder his place but he shall no where apere Meke sprited with pacieÌt suffrers shall inherite the lande and they shall haue pleasure with moche prosperyte And for this cause the vngodly shal haue indignation at the rightwyse shall grynne vpon him with his tethe But the lorde shall laugh him to scorne bicause he seith his daye of iugemeÌt at the hande The vngodly shall drawe out their swerdes they shall bende their bowes to smyte downe the poore carefull afflycte and to sley the right treders in the way But their swerdes shall smyte thorowe their owne hertes and their bowes shal be broken That lytell is better whiche the rightwyse maÌ hath than the many folde riches of the gloriouse vngodly For the strength of the vngodly shall be brokeÌ but the lorde susteyneth the rightwise The lorde approueth the dayes of the parfyte faithfull and their herytage shal be parpetuall In tyme of aduersyte they shall nat be shamed in tyme of hunger they shall be well satisfyed Whan the vngodly shall perissh and the enemys of the lorde beyng in fatte pasture at their highest than shall they vanisshe awaye lyke smoke The vngodlye shall borowe blowe to gyther other mennes goodes neuer repay but the rightwise shall do mercy gyue forth gracyously And they that do good to the rightwise shall inheryt the lande and they that do euyl shal be cutte away For of the lorde the steppes of this man are dyrected he fauoreth all thengê that he take in haÌde Whan he shall fall he shall nat be hurte for the lorde putteth vnder his hande Uerily I haue ben yonge and olde and yet sawe I neuer the ryghtwyse forsaken or his seede beggynge their breed But dayly he doth mercy lendeth and his seede is in a blessed encrease Eschewe euyll do good thou shalte abyde for euer For the lorde loueth that that is done rightly in good order neither forsaketh her his saintes but they shal be layd vp for euer whan the seed of the vngodly shal be cut of The rightwyse shall inheryt the lande shall dwell vpoÌ it for euer WysedoÌe shall euer be in the mouth of the rightwyse and his tonge shall be occupyed iÌ that which god iugeth good The lawe of his god is in his herte the steppes of his fete they shall nat slyde The vngodly beholdeth the rightwyse and seketh occasyon to sleye hym But the Lorde wyll natte leaue hym to his hande neyther shall he repute hym vngodlye all thoughe he be so iudged of the wicked Abyde the lorde and obserue hys waye and he shall exalte the to his heritage whan thou shalt se the distruction of the vngodly I se this sturdy fearfull vngodly rotyng dilatynge himselfe lyke a tree neuer remoued from his naturall fyrst soyle freshly spredyng his branches And anon he vanisshed away lo he nowhere apered I sought him but he was nat founde Take good hede vpon the innoceÌt marke well him that seketh the right for suche a man at the last shall enioye that plesant rest But these synfull meÌ shal be distroied all to gider at the last the vngodly shal be cut a way Helth shall come vnto the rightwise men froÌ the lorde he is their streÌgth in tyme of tribulation The lorde for a suretie wyll helpe theym wyll delyuer them from the vngodly and he wyll saue them bycause they haue trusted in hym The argument in to the xxxviij Psal. ¶ Dauid here cast into a greuous disease desyreth god to take of his hande although he be worthy to suffre it he complayneth here meruelously of the intollerable payne of the forsaking of his frendes of the crueltie of his aduersares and at last desyreth goddes helpe to whoÌ he betake him selfe The tytle of the Psal. The songe of Dauid for his remembraunce DOmine ne Banishe me nat lorde of indignacion neither chasten me in thy wrathe For thy arowes ar sore smytten into me and the disease whiche thou haste caste vppon me presseth me downe sore There is no helth iÌ my fleshe for thy wrath there is no reste in my bones for my synnes For my synnes haue pressed downe my hed lyke an heauy burden they are heuyer than I may beare My old preuy sores festered wtin and nowe ar they broken forth for myn owne folysshenes I am depressed and sore broken I walke in coÌtynuall mournyng For a foule botche occupieth all my thyghes so that there is no helth in my fleshe I am feble and sore broken I gnasted with my tethe for sorow of my hert Lorde all my desyres ar before yâ my sorowfully syghes are nat vnknowen vnto the. My herte treÌbleth paâteth for sorowe my strength fayleth me and euen the very syght of myn eyes ceasse fâom their offyce My frendes and my felowes stode agaynst my wounde and my nyghe kynnesfolke stode all a farre In the meane seasoÌ they that sought my soule made snares for me and they that hunted for my faute spoke deceyt whisperynge to deceyue me contynually But I as it had ben one deffe herde nothynge at all and as a domme man opened nat ones my mouth I was as one that herde nat and as one that had nat a worde in his mouthe to answere for him selfe For the lorde do I abyde thou shalt answere for me lorde my god For I sayd with my selfe these men parauenture wyll reioyse vpon me and as sone as my fote begiÌne to slyde they shal ronne vpon me For I am but an haltynge creple redy euer to fall my sorowe neuer goeth fro me For I confesse my vngodlynes I sorowe for my synnes But in the meane season my enemyes lyue and wexe stronge euen they whiche persue me falsly are encreased in power Which acquite me