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death_n	appoint_v	jerusalem_n	zion_n	54	3	8.4749	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A76561	The Psalms of David in meeter: newly translated, and diligently compared with the originall text, and former translations, more plaine, smooth, and agreeable to the text, then any heretofore. ; Allowed by the authority of the General Assembly of the Kirk of Scotland, and appointed to be sung in congregations and families.; Bible. O.T. Psalms. English. 1650.	Church of Scotland.	1650 (1650)	Wing B2442; ESTC R170567	106,733	314

thy glory and thy fame When Zion by the mighty Lord built up again shall be In Glory then and Majesty to men appear shall He. The prayer of the destitute he surely will regard Their prayer will he not despise by him it shall be heard For generations yet to come this shall be on record So shall the people that shall be created praise the Lord. He from his Sanctuaries height hath downward cast his eye And from his glorious Throne in heav'n the Lord the earth did spy That of the mournfull prisoner the groanings he might hear To set them free that unto death by men appointed are That they in Zion may declare the Lords most holy Name And publish in Jerusalem the praises of the same When as the people gather shall in troups with one accord When Kingdoms shall assembled be to serve the highest Lord. My wonted force and strength he hath abated in the way And he my dayes hath shortened Thus therefore did I say My God in mid-time of my dayes take thou me not away From age to age eternally thy years endure and stay The firm foundation of the earth of old time thou hast laid The heavens also are the work which thine own hands have made Thou shalt for evermore endure but they shall perish all Yea every one of them wax old like to a garment shall Thou as a vesture shalt them change and they shall changed be But Thou the same art and thy years are to eternitie The children of thy servants shall continually endure And in thy sight O Lord their seed shall be establisht sure Another of the same LOrd hear my pray'r and let my cry Have speedie accesse unto thee In day of my calamity O hide not Thou thy face from me Hear when I call to thee that day An answer speedily return My dayes like smoke consume away And as an hearth my bones do burn My heart is wounded very sore And withered like to grasse doth fade I am forgetfull grown therefore To take and eat my daily bread By reason of my smart within And voice of my most grievous groans My flesh consumed is my skin All parcht doth cleave unto my bones The Pelican of wildernesse The Owl in deserts I do match And Sparrow-like companionlesse Upon the houses top I watch I all day long am made a scorn Reproach'd by my malicious foes The mad men are against me sworn The men against me that arose For I have ashes eaten up To me as if they had been bread And with my drink I in my cup Of bitter tears a mixture made Because thy wrath was not appeas'd And dreadfull indignation Therefore it was that thou me rais'd And thou again didst cast me down My dayes are like a shade alway Which doth declining swiftly passe And I am withered away Much like unto the fading grasse But thou O Lord shalt still endure From change and all mutation free And to all generations sure Shall thy remembrance ever be Thou shalt arise and mercy yet Thou to mount Zion shalt extend Her time for favour which was set Behold is now come to an end Thy saints take pleasure in her stones Her very dust to them is dear All heathen lands and kingly thrones On earth thy glorious Name shall fear God in his glory shall appear When Zion he builds and repairs He shall regard and lend his ear Unto the needies humble pray'rs Th' afflicteds pray'r He will not scorn All times this shall be in record And generations yet unborn Shall praise and magnifie the Lord. He from his holy place look'd down The earth he view'd from heav'n on hie To hear the prisoners mourning groan And free them that are dam'd to die That Zion and Jerusalem too His Name and praise may well record When people and the Kingdoms do Assemble all to praise the Lord. My strength he weakned in the way My dayes of life he shortened My God O take me not away In mid-time of my dayes I said Thy years throughout all ages last Of old thou hast established The earths foundation firm and fast Thy mighty hands the heav'ns have made They perish shall as garments do But thou shalt evermore endure As vestures thou shalt change them so And they shall all be changed sure But from all changes thou art free Thy endlesse years do last for ay Thy servants and their seed who be Establish'd shall before thee stay PSAL. CIII A Psalm of David O thou my soul blesse God the Lord and all that in me is Be stirred up his holy Name to magnifie and blesse Blesse O my soul the Lord thy God and not forgetfull be Of all his gracious benefites he hath bestow'd on thee All thine iniquities who doth most graciously forgive Who thy diseases all and pains doth heal and thee relieve Who doth redeem thy life that thou to death may not go down Who thee with loving kindnesse doth and tender mercies crown Who with abundance of good things doth satisfie thy mouth So that ev'n as the Eagles age renewed is thy youth God righteous judgement executes for all oppressed ones His way to Moses he his acts made known to Israels sons Lord our God is mercifull and he is gracious Long suffering and slow to wrath in mercy plenteous He will not chide continually nor keep his anger still With us he dealt not as we sin'd nor did require our ill For as the heaven in its height the earth surmounteth far So great to those that do him fear his tender mercies are As far as East is distant from the VVest so far hath He From us removed in His love all our iniquitie Such pity as a father hath unto his children dear Like pity shews the Lord to such as worship Him in fear For He remembers we are dust and He our frame well knows Frail man his dayes are like the grasse as flowr in field he grows For over it the winde doth passe and it away is gone And of the place where once it was it shall no more be known But unto them that do Him fear Gods mercy never ends And to their childrens children still His righteousnesse extends To such as keep his covenant and mindfull are alway Of His most just commandements that they may them obey The Lord prepared hath His Throne in heavens firm to stand And every thing that being hath His Kingdom doth command O ye his Angels that excell in strength blesse ye the Lord Ye who obey what he commands and hearken to his word O blesse and magnifie the Lord ye glorious hosts of his Ye ministers that do fulfill what e're his pleasure is O blesse the Lord all ye his works wherewith the world is stor'd In his dominions every-where my soul blesse thou the Lord. PSAL. CIV BLesse God my soul O Lord my God thou are exceeding great With Honour and with Majestie thou clothed art in state With light as with a robe thy self thou coverest about And like

perpetuall Thou cities raz'd perisht with them is their memoriall God shall endure for ay he doth for judgement set his throne In righteousnesse to judge the world justice to give each one God also will a refuge be for those that are opprest A refuge will he be in times of trouble to distrest And they that know thy Name in thee their confidence will place For thou hast not forsaken them that truly seek thy face O sing ye praises to the Lord that dwels in Sion hill And all the nations among his deeds record ye still When he enquireth after blood he then remembreth them The humble folk he not forgets that call upon his Name Lord pitie me behold the grief which I from foes sustain Ev'n thou who from the gates of death dost raise me up again That I in Sions daughters gates may all thy praise advance And that I may rejoyce alwayes in thy deliverance The heathen are sunk in the pit which they themselves prepar'd And in the net which they have hid their own feet fast are snar'd The Lord is by the judgement known which he himself hath wrought The sinners hands do make the snares wherewith themselves are caught They who are wicked into hell each one shall turned be And all the nations that forget to seek the Lord most hie For they that needy are shall not forgotten be alway The expectation of the poor shall not be lost for ay Arise Lord let not man prevail judge heathens in thy sight That they may know themselves but men the nations Lord affright PSAL. X. VVHerefore is it that thou O Lord dost stand from us afar And wherefore hidest thou thy self when times so troublous are The wicked in his loftinesse doth persecute the poor In these devices they have fram'd let them be taken sure The wicked of his hearts desire doth talk with boasting great He blesseth him that 's covetous whom yet the Lord doth hate The wicked through his pride of face on God he doth not call And in the counsels of his heart the Lord is not at all His wayes they alwayes grievous are thy judgements from his sight Removed are at all his foes he puffeth with despight Within his heart he thus hath said I shall not moved be And no adversity at all shall ever come to me His mouth with cursing fraud deceit is fill'd abundantly And underneath his tongue there is mischief and vanity He closely sits in villages he slayes the innocent Against the poor that passe him by his cruell eyes are bent He Lyon-like lurks in his den he waits the poor to take And when he draws him in his net his prey he doth him make Himself he humbleth very low he croucheth down withall That so a multitude of poor may by his strong ones fall He this hath said within his heart the Lord hath quite forgot He hides his countenance and he for ever sees it not O Lord do thou arise O God lift up thine hand on hie But not the meek afflicted ones out of thy memorie Why is it that the wicked man thus doth the Lord despise Because that God will it require he in his heart denies Thou hast it seen for their mischief and spite thou wilt repay The poor commits himself to thee thou art the orphans stay The arm break of the wicked man and of the evill one Do thou seek out his wickednesse untill thou findest none The Lord is King through ages all ev'n to eternity The heathen people from their land are perisht utterly O Lord of those that humble are thou the desire didst heare Thou wilt prepare their heart and thou to heare wilt bend thine eare To judge the fatherlesse and those that are oppressed sore That man that is but sprung of earth may them oppresse no more PSAL. XI To the chief musician A Psalm of David I in the Lord do put my trust how is it then that ye Say to my soul flee as a bird unto your mountain hie For lo the wicked bend their bow their shafts on string they fit That those who upright are in heart they privily may hit If the foundations be destroy'd what hath the righteous done God in his holy Temple is in heaven is his throne His eyes do see his eye-lids try mens sons The just he proves But his soul hates the wicked man and him that violence loves Snares fire and brimstone furious storms on sinners he shall rain This as the portion of their cup doth unto them pertain Because the Lord most righteous doth in righteousnesse delight And with a pleasant countenance beholdeth the upright PSAL XII To the chief musician upon Sheminith A Psalm of David HElp Lord because the godly man doth dayly fade away And from among the sons of men the faithfull do decay Unto his neighbour every one doth utter vanitie They with a double heart do speak and lips of flatterie God shall cut off all flattering lips tongues that speak proudly thus Wee 'l with our tongue prevail our lips are ours who 's Lord ov'r us For poor opprest and for the sighs of needie rise will I Saith God and him in safety set from such as him defy The words of God are words most pure they be like silver try'd In earthen furnace seven times that hath been purify'd Lord thou shalt them preserve and keep for ever from this race On each side walk the wicked when vile men are high in place PSAL. XIII To chief musician A Psalm of David HOw long wilt thou forget me Lord shall it for ever be O how long shall it be that thou wilt hide thy face from me How long take counsel in my soul still sad in heart shall I How long exalted over me shall be mine enemy O Lord my God consider well and answer to me make Mine eyes enlighten lest the sleep of death me overtake Lest that mine enemie should say against him I prevail'd And those that trouble me rejoyce when I am mov'd and fail'd But I have all my confidence thy mercy set upon My heart within me shall rejoyce in thy salvation I will unto the Lord my God sing praises chearfully Because he hath his bountie shown to me abundantly PSAL. XIV To the chief musician A Psalm of David That there is not a God the fool doth in his heart conclude They are corrupt their works are vile not one of them doth good Upon mens sons the Lord from heaven did cast his eyes abroad To see if any understood and did seek after God They altogether filthy are they all aside are gone And there is none that doeth good yea sure there is not one These workers of iniquity do they not know at all That they my people eat as bread and on God do not call There fear'd they much for God is with the whole race of the just You shame the counsel of the poor because God is his trust Let Israels help from Sion come When back the Lord