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A27962
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A new version of the Psalms of David fitted to the tunes used in churches / by N. Tate and N. Brady.
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Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715.; Brady, Nicholas, 1659-1726.
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1698
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Wing B2606; ESTC R170594
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Therefore O Lord make plain the way wherein I ought to go verse 9 Their Mouth vents nothing but Deceit their Heart is set on Wrong Their Throat is a devouring Grave they flatter with their Tongue verse 10 By their own Counsels let them fall oppress'd with loads of Sin For they against thy righteous Laws have harden'd Rebels been verse 11 But let all those who trust in thee with Shouts their Joy proclaim Let them rejoice whom thou preserv'st and all that love thy Name verse 12 To righteous Men the righteous Lord his Blessing will extend And with his Favour all his Saints as with a Shield defend PSALM VI. verse 1 THy dreadful Anger Lord restrain and spare a Wretch forlorn Correct me not in thy fierce Wrath too heavy to be born verse 2 Have Mercy Lord for I grow faint unable to endure The Anguish of my aking Bones which thou alone canst cure verse 3 My tortur'd Flesh distracts my Mind and fills my Soul with Grief But Lord how long wilt thou delay to grant me thy Relief verse 4 Thy wonted Goodness Lord repeat and ease my troubled Soul Lord for thy wond'rous Mercy 's sake vouchsafe to make me whole verse 5 For after Death no more can I thy glorious Acts proclaim No Pris'ner of the silent Grave can magnifie thy Name verse 6 Quite tir'd with Pain with Groaning faint no hope of Ease I see The Night that quiets common Griefs is spent in Tears by me verse 7 My Beauty fades my Sight grows dim my Eyes with weakness close Old Age o'ertakes me whilst I think on my insulting Foes verse 8 Depart ye Wicked in my wrongs ye shall no more rejoice For God I find accepts my Tears and listens to my Voice verse 9 10 He hears and grants my humble Pray'r and they that wish my Fall Shall blush and rage to see that God protects me from them all PSALM VII verse 1 O Lord my God since I have plac'd my Trust alone in thee From all my Persecutors Rage do thou deliver me verse 2 To save me from my threatning Foe Lord interpose thy Pow'r Lest like a salvage Lion he my helpless Soul devour verse 3 4 If I am guilty or did e'er against his Peace combine Nay if I have not spar'd his Life who sought unjustly mine verse 5 Let then to persecuting Foes my Soul become a Prey Let them to Earth tread down my Life in Dust my Honour lay verse 6 Arise and let thine Anger Lord in my Defence engage Exalt thy self above my Foes and their insulting Rage Awake awake in my behalf the Judgment to dispense Which thou hast righteously ordain'd for injur'd Innocence verse 7 So to thy Throne adoring Crouds shall still for Justice fly O! therefore for their sakes resume thy Judgment-seat on high verse 8 Impartial Judge of all the World I trust my Cause to thee According to my just Deserts so let thy Sentence be verse 9 Let wicked Arts and wicked Men together be o'erthrown But guard the Just thou God to whom the Hearts of both are known verse 10 11 God me protects nor only me but all of upright Heart And daily lays up Wrath for those who from his Laws depart verse 12 If they persist he whets his Sword his Bow stands ready bent verse 13 Ev'n now with swift Destruction wing'd his pointed Shafts are sent verse 14 The Plots are fruitless which my Foe unjustly did conceive verse 15 The Pit he digg'd for me has prov'd his own untimely Grave verse 16 On his own Head his Spite returns whilst I from Harm am free On him the Violence is fall'n which he design'd for me verse 17 Therefore will I the righteous ways of Providence proclaim I 'll sing the Praise of God most High and celebrate his Name PSALM VIII verse 1 O Thou to whom all Creatures bow within this earthly Frame Thro' all the World how great art Thou how glorious is thy Name In Heav'n thy wond'rous Acts are sung nor fully reckon'd there verse 2 And yet thou mak'st the Infant-Tongue thy boundless Praise declare Thro' thee the Weak confound the Strong and crush their haughty Foes And so thou quell'st the wicked Throng that thee and thine oppose verse 3 When Heav'n thy beauteous work on high employs my wond'ring Sight The Moon that nightly rules the Sky with Stars of feebler Light verse 4 What 's Man say I that Lord thou lov'st to keep him in thy mind Or what his Off-spring that thou prov'st to them so wond'rous kind verse 5 Him next in Pow'r thou didst create to thy Celestial Train verse 6 Ordain'd with Dignity and State o'er all thy Works to reign verse 7 They jointly own his pow'rful sway the Beasts that prey or graze verse 8 The Bird that wings its airy way the Fish that cuts the Seas verse 9 O Thou to whom all Creatures bow within this earthly Frame Thro' all the World how great art Thou how glorious is thy Name PSALM IX verse 1 TO celebrate thy Praise O Lord I will my Heart prepare To all the list'ning World thy Works thy wond'rous Works declare verse 2 The Thought of them shall to my Soul exalted Pleasure bring Whilst to thy Name O thou most High triumphant Praise I sing verse 3 Thou mad'st my haughty Foes to turn their backs in shameful flight Struck with thy Presence down they fell they perish'd at thy sight verse 4 Against insulting Foes advanc'd thou didst my Cause maintain My Right asserting from thy Throne where Truth and Justice reign verse 5 The Insolence of Heathen Pride thou hast reduc'd to Shame Their wicked Offspring quite destroy'd and blotted out their Name verse 6 Mistaken Foes your haughty Threats are to a period come Our City stands which you design'd to make our common Tomb. verse 7 8 The Lord for ever lives who has his righteous Throne prepar'd Impartial Justice to dispense to punish or reward verse 9 God is a constant sure Defence against oppressing Rage As Troubles rise his needful Aids in our behalf engage verse 10 All those who have his Goodness prov'd will in his Truth confide Whose Mercy ne'er forsook the Man that on his Help rely'd verse 11 Sing Praises therefore to the Lord from Sion his Abode Proclaim his Deeds till all the World confess no other God PART II. verse 12 When he enquiry makes for Blood he calls the Poor to mind The injur'd humble Man's Complaint relief from him shall find verse 13 Take pity on my Troubles Lord which spiteful Foes create Thou that hast rescu'd me so oft from Death's devouring Gate verse 14 In Sion then I 'll sing thy Praise to all that love thy Name And with loud Shouts of grateful Joy thy saving Pow'r proclaim verse 15 Deep in the Pit they digg'd for me the Heathen Pride is laid Their guilty Feet to their own Snare are heedlesly betray'd verse 16 Thus by the just Returns he makes the mighty Lord is known While wicked