that would me slay 2 Hide me from those that in deceit do lurk And eke from those iniquity that work 3 Who whet their tongues like as men whet their swords And bend their bows to shoot their bitter words 4 That they may hit in secret place the just They quickly shoot at him no God they trust 5 In wicked works they have decreed and say Let 's use deceit there 's none dare bid us nay 6 What way to hurt they muse within their heart What snares to use they all consult their part 7 But God will shoot at them and with them fight He shall them wound and put them all to flight 8 Their evill tongues shall work themselves such blame That who their faults see wonder at the same 9 All men that see of Gods great works shall tell And all his doings they shall know full well 10 The just shall trust in God and shall rejoyce So shall the pure in heart be glad in voyce PSAL. LXV 1 IN Sion Lord for thee e're waiteth praise And to thee I 'le perform my vow always 2 For that thou do'st unto my pray'rs agree All folk both far and near shall trust in thee 3 Iniquities ' gainst me prevail alway For my transgressions purge them all away 4 The man is blest thou takes i' th' Court to dwell With goodness of thine house it shall excell 5 Hear us O God our health from thee doth rise The hope of earth and of Sea coasts likewise 6 Which by his strength he makes the mountaines stand With strength they are beset and with thine hand 7 Which maketh boistrous Seas to be most still And governeth all tumults at his will 8 The folk that dwell on earth shall dread to see Thy signes the morn and noon shall e're praise thee 9 When th' earth is dry and thirsteth more and more Then with thy drops do thou encrease her store Thy floods do ever flow in ev'ry thing The seed and corn thou makest up to spring 10 Thou breaks her clods with wet her furrows fills Her fruits are blest thy drops on her distills 11 Thou deckst the earth with fair and pleasant crop Thy clouds of rain great plenty they do drop 12 Whereby the desert great increase shall bring Hills shall therein rejoyce and eke forth spring 13 The pastures flocks shall feed and cover th' earth Th' corn so encrease that men shall sing with mirth PSAL. LXVI 1 YE men make joyfull noise to God alwayes 2 Sing forth his Name and glorious make his praise 3 How great thou art in all thy works say ye Thy foes for fear ' gainst will they seek to thee 4 All earth shall sing unto thy holy Name I 'le worship thee my soul shall do the same â—Behold and see what things the Lord hath wrought Mark well what he for man to passe hath brought â—The Seas he dry'd therein a way they had They went on foot most dry their hearts were glad â—By pow'r he rules and eyes all men for ever Triumphing rebells he will not deliver â—Ye people bless the Lord our God always With joyfull voyce sing ye eke of his praise â—Who keeps our souls in life all by his love He looks t' our steps we shall not slip nor move â—0 Though like to silver Lord thou didst us try â—1 And broughtest grief on us that we should ly â—2 Though thou let men our heads o're ride and raign Though we through fire and water run for pain Yet sure I am thou didest it for best Thou brought'st us in a place of wealth and rest 13 Into thine house I 'le go and dayly pray There to apply my self my vows and pay 14 Which with my mouth I spake in all my smart And which I made in dolour of my heart 15 Burnt offrings I 'le give thee fat oxe and rams My sacrifice shall be of goats and lambs 16 Come forth and hear all ye that fear the Lord What for my soul he'th done I will record 17 Full oft to mind his goodness I do call I make great speed t' shew forth his praises all 18 If I in heart regard iniquity The Lord will never hear me when I cry 19 But verily the Lord hears my desire And grants me what of him I do require 20 Blessed be God who hears me when I pray His mercies from me he takes not away PSAL. LXVII 1 THe Lord in mercy grant to us his grace And cause on us to shine his glorious face 2 That all the folk on earth may know thy way And saving health ' mongst nations great I say 3 Let all the people praise thy holy Name And thee extoll my soul shall do the same 4 Let all the world rejoyce and sing with mirth For thou with truth and right dost guide the earth 5 Let all the people praise thine Holy Name And thee extol my soul shall do the same 6 Then shall the earth yeild forth her great encrease And then to bless us thou wilt never cease 7 God will us blesse and then both far and near Shall have great cause his holy Name to fear PSAL. LXVIII 1 GOds foes shall flee when that he doth arise And scattred shall be all his enemies 2 As fire melts wax and th' wind blows smoake away So in Gods presence th' wicked shall decay 3 But just men 'fore the Lord shall much rejoyce They shall be glad and chearfull in their voyce 4 Who rides on th' skies sing praises to his Name His Name is Jah let 's magnifie the same 5 He that 's above within his holy place Is Childrens Father judge of widdows case 6 Houses he gives unto the comfortlesse But rebells brings into a great distresse 7 When thou didst march th' Egyptians from among And brought'st thy folk through desart wide and long 8 He made it rain so fast the earth did quake His mighty presence made Mount Sion shake 9 Thou wash't thine heritage with store of rain When weary 't was thou didst with it remain 10 Thy chosen flock dwelt there and thou hast store Of goodness got for those which are thy poore 11 God gave the Word great company were those That set it forth for they of him were chose 12 Kings of great Armies fled apace with toil And she that staid at home shall part the spoil 13 Though ye'mong pots have lain y'out shine the dove Whose wings beneath like silver gold above 14 When in 't God scatted Kings both high and low It was like Salmon Hill as white as snow 15 Though Bashan be an hill both great and high Yet Sion doth it much exceed then why 16 Brag ye ye Hills to leap cease will ye never God Sion loves and there he 'l dwell for ever 17 His Armies thousands are of warriours strong He eke in Sinai is them all among 18 Thou 'st gone on high and captive led them all Which long since kept his chosen ones in thrall Thou 'st gifts receiv'd and
5 God is the port'on of mine inheritance If I him seek he will me highl ' advance 6 The place my lot fell in it did excell Mine heritage did please me very well 7 I thank the Lord that caus'd me understand That rules me by his power and his command 8 The Lord 's my God him I will ne'er forsake He 's at my right hand I shall never shake 9 My heart therefore is glad and doth rejoyce My flesh doth also love to hear thy voyce 10 For thou Lord wilt not leave my Soul in Hell Nor shall I alwayes in corruption dwell 11 Shew me the paths of life in thee are store Of joyes and plea-sures and for-e-ver-more PSAL. XVII 1 GIve eare to me O Lord hear me that pray From whose lips lies shall never make their way 2 My sentence Lord it doth proceed from thee Do thou therefore see my simplicitie 3 Thou hast oft try'd me but could never see My tongue and eke my mind to disagree 4 From sinners works thou hast preserv'd me yet 5 T' uphold me in thy paths do not forget 6 I 've call'd on thee for thou Lord wilt me hear And eke my voyce incline to me thine ear 7 O God to such as put their trust in thee Shew forth thy strength against their Enemie 8 Lord keep me as thine eye from all their stings Hide me under the shaddow of thy wings 9 From wicked men that me oppresse and those That be mine Enemies and eke thy Foes 10 Th' are full of fat pride and deceit for they 11 Strive to ensnare me in their traps alway 12 Like as a Lyon greedy of its prey And as her Whelpes lye lurking so do they 13 Up Lord therefore preserve me from my foes And smite thou them that do thy word oppose 14 Deliver me Lord by thy power and then I need not fear my foes nor wicked men 15 As for me I 'le behold thy glorious face And will be satisfied with thy Grace PSAL. XVIII 1 I Love thee Lord my Strength for he is Just 2 He is my all in him is all my trust 3 On God who is most worthy I will call He will me keep from such as would my fall 4 Death's sorrowes commpass me Lord be my aid And floods of wicked men make me afraid 5 The Subtil Snares of Hell round me were set And for my Death there lay a deadly Net 6 In my distress I call'd the Lord he hears My voice my cry enters into his ears 7 Then was his power such the earth did quake And the Foundations of the Hills did shake 8 Smoke from his Nostrills came from his mouth fire For to consume his foes all in his ire 9 The Lord came also from above and he Did darkness cause under his feet to be 10 On Cherubs and on Cherubins he rode Swiftly his windy wings he spread abroad 11 Then like a Cave dark was his secret place And his Pavilion where he hid his face 12 If you but see his brightness you 'l admire Instead of clouds comes hail and coales of fire 13 He sets his Thunder down both here and there Which brings upon his foes much dread and fear 14 And at his threatnings and his chiding chear 15 The springs and the foun-da-ti-ons appear 16 He from above sent down that I might be With him from Sea he also plucked me 17 He kept me from my foes which were most strong Also from those that would have done me wrong 18 They did prevent me but God was my stay 19 He took delight in me and in my way 20 As I was just so he did me regard My hands were clean and he did me reward 21 For I did keep his wayes he knowes my heart I ne're from him did wickedly depart 22 I never put his Statutes far from me 23 But walk't upright from all iniquity 24 Therefore the Lord hath recompens'd me right According to my cleanness in his sight 25 Thou mercy to the mercifull wilt shew And eke the just thy justice they shall know 26 Unto the pure thou wilt be purity But with the froward thou 'lt deal frowardly 27 Thou 'lt save the afflicted man but thou 'lt bring down High looks thou also wilt upon them frown 28 Thou 'lt make my candle shew most clear and bright And bring me out of darknesse into light 29 For by thy help I Troops discomfit shall And in thy strength I have leapt o're a wall 30 Gods wayes are perfect and his word most just He buckler is to those that in him trust 31 For who is God except the Lord there 's none So om-ni-po-tent as himself alone 32 'T is God that girdeth me with his own strength And leaves me not till I be whole at length 33 He made my feet as swift as Hindes in pace And for my safety set me in good place 34 He did in order make my hands to fight To break steel bows he gave my armes the might 35 Thou teachest me thy right hand is my Tower And love of thee doth still encrease my power 36 Thou 'st made my feet most stedfast to remain 37 I 've overtook my foes and them I 've slain 38 I so suppress my foes they rise no more But at my feet they fall I wound them sore 39 For thou in Battel Lord hast girded me With strength thou doest subdue thine enemie 40 Thou hast also given me the neck of those Which rise against me and which were my foes 41 They cri'd but there was none that would them save Even to God but he no answer gave 42 I beat them small as dust before the wind And cast them out for ever from my mind 43 Thou keep'st me from such as with strife are led And over heathen mak'st me to be head 44 So soon as they me hear they shall obey And strangers shall submit unto my way 45 Strangers shall fade away and be afraid 46 But God doth live and blessed be mine aid 47 For him it is that gave me power to be Revenged of my foe and enemie 48 That kept me from all warlike men and those That would have hurt me and against me rose 49 Therefore I thank thee who are still the same Amongst the Heathen will I praise thy Name 50 Thou gav'st unto thy King of mercies store To David and his seed for ever-more PSAL. XIX 1 THe Skies declare Gods Glory and Commands The Firmament shew forth th' works of his hands 2 Gods wondrous works both day and night appear 3 Their language speaks to all that will them hear 4 The same of them through all the world is run In them the Lord did also place the Sun 5 Who as a Bride-groom doth from 's chamber rise As he that runs a race to get a prize 6 In going forth he rounds the world about Nought from his heat can hide he 'l find it out 7 The Law of God is perfect and most sure It maketh wise
all the folk be fearfull at his sight 10 Tell all the world the Lord doth reign above He'th set the earth so fast it cannot move And that 't is he that rules with princely might To judge the folk with equity and right 11 The Heavens and the earth shall much rejoyce The Sea and all therein shall make a noise 12 The field shall joy with all things on the earth The Woods and ev'ry Tree shall sing with mirth 13 Before Gods face and coming of his might When he shall judge and rule his folk aright PSAL. XCVII 1 THe Lord doth reign let all the earth rejoyce Let multitudes of Isles him praise in voyce 2 Darkness and Clouds are round about him gone Justice and judgement dwell about his throne 3 A fire before him goes the World throughout And burneth up his foes ev'n round about 4 His ligh-te-nings did to the world appear Whereat the earth did look and deadly fear 5 The Hills like wax do melt ev'n at Gods sight Ev'n at the presence of the Lord most bright 6 The Heavens shew his justice all abroad That all may know the glory of our God 7 Shame sure will come on those serve Idols vain On those that love dumb Pictures to maintain 8 Sion heard glad was Juda did rejoyce ' Cause of thy judgements they 've set forth their voyce 9 For thou art high in all the earth abroad And art exalted 'bove all other God 10 All that fear God hate all things that are ill He saves his Saints from such as would them spill 11 The light is sown ev'n for the just mans part Gladness and mirth for the upright in heart 12 Ye just in Gods great holiness rejoyce Be thankfull to him both in heart and voyce PSAL. XCVIII 1 O Sing to God a new and pleasant Song For he hath wrought his wonders great and strong With his right hand he doth his foes devour And victory get with his arm and pow'r 2 The Lord makes known his saving health and might He shews his justice in the Heathens sight 3 To Israel truth in mind he doth record All earth hath seen the goodness of the Lord. 4 A joyfull noise make to the Lord alwayes In him rejoyce and eke to him give praise 5 Play on the Harp and Psalms unto him sing 6 With Trumpets eke rejoyce before our King 7 Yea let the Sea for joy both roar and swell And eke the earth withall therein that dwell 8 Let floods rejoyce and clap their hands apace The Mountains eke before the Lord his face 9 He 'l come to judge the World and ev'ry wight And rule the folk with justice and with right PSAL. XCIX 1 THe Lord doth reign though folk do rage full sore He sits on Cherubs though the world doth roar 2 God's high 'bove all in Sion is his seat 3 He 's holy let all praise his Name most great 4 Th' Kings strength loves judgement equity and right Which he in Jacob executes with might 5 Exalt then God th'Lord for he 's most holy Before his foot-stool worship all lowly 6 Moses Aaron were 'mong his Priests and eke Samuel 'mong those that to his Name did seek 7 They call'd God heard and from Clouds Pillars spake They kept his Statutes nor his Ordnance brake 8 Thou answredst them O Lord and them forgave Though vengeance on their follies thou would'st have 9 Exalt our God him worship at his hill For he most holy is in all his will PSAL. C. 1 ALL Lands make joyfull noise 'fore God rejoyce 2 Him serve with gladness and with pleasant voyce 3 Know th' Lord is God 't is he that hath us made Not we our selves we's sheep are he 's our aid 4 Enter his Gates with praise his Courts with th' same Be thankfull to him blesse his holy Name 5 For God's most good his mercy doth endure His truth unto all ages is most sure PSAL. CI. 1 MErcy and judgement eke I 'le sing to thee 2 I 'le wisely do untill thou come to me 3 My heart shall walk within my house in light I 'le set no wicked thing before my sight 4 Who falls I hate they shall not cleave to me Ill hearts shall from me part no ill I 'le see 5 I 'le slay him that 's friend sland'reth privily Th' proud heart I 'le hate and him that looketh high 6 Mine eyes on th' faithfull of the Land shall stay He me shall serve that walkes in perfect way 7 He that deceives in my house shall not dwell Nor shall he oft see me that lies doth tell 8 The wicked of the Land soon slay will I Ill doers eke from th' City of th' most high PSAL. CII 1 MY prayer hear Lord my cry let come to thee 2 In troubled times hide not thy face from me 3 Incline thine ear to me hear when I call A smoake consumes as th' herb doth fade I fall 4 My heart like grass is scorcht and withered So â—ore that I forget to eat my bread 5 With groanings sore my bones cleave to my skin 6 As deserts Pelican such case I 'm in 7 As sparrow ' lone on house so watch do I 8 ' Gainst me is sworn my raging enemy 9 For I have ashes eat instead of bread And with my drink my tears have mingled 10 ' Cause of thine indignation and thy frown For thou 'st me lifted up and cast me down 11 Like shadow that declines my dayes do pass And I my self like to the with'red grass 12 But thou O Lord for ever shalt indure Unto all Generations firm and sure 13 Thou shalt arise and Sion mercy show For th'time to shew her favours is come now 14 For in her stones thy servants pleasure take Favours her dust Lord do not her forsake 15 The heathens then O Lord thy Name shall fear Thy glory ring through kingdomes far and near 16 When God shall Sion build appear shall he In glory great and magnanimitie 17 Th' prayer of the destitute he will regard Not them dispise but give them due reward 18 For future age this shall be writ alwayes That those here-after born may give thee praise 19 For he look't down ev'n from his holy place Beholding earth with 's most glorious face 20 To hear the groans of those that pris'ners are And those that were condemn'd to die to spare 21 Mount Sion in for to declare Gods Name And in Jerusalem advance his fame 22 When people gath'red are both far and near To serve the Lord and in his Courts appear 23 My former strength he weakned in the way My dayes he shor-te-ned Thus I did say 24 Midst of my dayes away Lord take not me Thy years throughout all generations be 25 Of old thou 'st laid th' foundations of the Land The heavens are the workes of thine own hand 26 They perish shall but thou shalt still indure They shall wax old and change like a vesture 27 But thou' rt the same thy years for
Kingdom they shall talk each hour And speak of thy great goodness and thy pow'r 12 To make the folk thy mighty acts to know Thy glorious Kingdoms Majesty to show 13 Thy Kingdom is for everlasting sure And thy Dominion through all ages dure 14 The Lord upholdeth all that fall and he Raiseth up those that bow'd together be 15 The eyes of all wait upon thee to give Them meat in season that their souls may live 16 Thou openest thy bounteous hand and gives To satisfie th' desires of all that lives 17 In all his wayes the Lord is righteous still He holy is in all his works and will 18 The Lord is nigh to them that on him call In truth he them doth hear and ever shall 19 Th' desire of those that fear him he 'l fulfill He 'l hear their cry and save them all he will 20 The Lord preserves who loves him they 'r his joy But all the wicked he will quite destroy 21 My mouth shall speak the praises of the Lord All flesh shall blesse his Name with one accord PSAL. CXLVI 1 PRaise ye the Lord my soul shall give him praise 2 Whilst that I live I 'le him exalt alwayes 3 In Princes put no trust neither confide In Sons of men who cannot help nor guide 4 Their breath doth fall to earth full soon away And then the councells of their hearts decay 5 He 's blest that Jacobs God hath for his stay Whose hope is in the Lord his God for ay 6 Which heav'n earth sea and therein all the store Did make which keepeth truth for evermore 7 Which frees th' opprest to th'hungry which doth give Due food which looseth pris'ners le ts them live 8 God op'neth th' eyes of th' blind and them doth raise That are bow'd down th' upright he loves always 9 God th' widdow stranger fatherlesse keeps ay But upside down he turns the wickeds way 10 Sion the Lord thy God shall raign e're more All ages to praise ye the Lord therefore PSAL. CXLVII 1 PRaise God for it is good and to him sing For so to do it is a comely thing 2 God builds Jerusalem for there he 'l dwell Gathers in one th' disperst of Israel 3 Th' broken in heart he heals much ease they finde And eke their wounds he carefully doth binde 4 He tells the Stars and calls them by their Name 5 God's great his power and knowledge is the same 6 The meek God lifteth up sets them on high But throws to ground those that act wickedly 7 Thanks give with praise unto the Lord our King And to our God on harp eke praises sing 8 Who cov'reth th' skie with clouds who rain makes flow On earth who maketh grass on hills to grow 9 He food unto the beasts of th' field doth give To th'ravens young which cry that they may live 10 I' th' strength of horse rejoyce he never can Nor takes he pleasure in the legs of man 11 Of those that fear him God doth love the sight In those that in him hope he takes delight 12 O thou Jerusalem give God due praise And eke thou Sion blesse his name alwayes 13 He'th made strong bars and th' gates together prest Thy children eke within thee he hath blest 14 He peace makes be i' th' borders which are thine And eke thee feeds with wheat which is most fine 15 He his commands doth send the earth about His word doth swiftly run the world throughout 16 He giveth snow like wool which fall full fast He scattereth hoar frost as ashes cast 17 He casts forth ice like morsells at that tide The vehement cold thereof who can abide 18 He sends his word them melts makes th' wind to blow He causeth ice to thaw waters to flow 19 To Jacob he his word of truth did show He 's law and judgment Isr'el gave to know 20 With other Nations thus dealt hath not he They knew no laws of his the Lord praise ye PSAL. CXLVIII 1 PRaise ye the Lord him praise from heavens high Yea praise him still above the starry skie 2 Praise ye his Name ye glorious Angells still Praise him ye noble hosts that do his will 3 Ye glorious creatures Sun and Moon him praise The same perform ye brightest Stars alwayes 4 Yea praise him in the highest heavens still Ye waters 'bove the heavens this fulfill 5 Yea let them praise the Lords most mighty Name At his command he did create the same 5 He likewise hath establisht them for ay Set a Decree which not o're-pass they may 7 Praise ye the Lord likewise from earth below Dragons all deeps praise ye his Name also 8 Yea fire and hail snow vapour praise the Lord With stormy windes that execute his word 9 Yea mountains great and hills that be so high Trees fruitfull Cedars eke him magnifie 10 Yea beasts and cattel that in forrests dwell Things creeping flying fowl his praises tell 11 Kings of the earth great Princes People all Praise ye the Lord ye judges great and small 12 Ye young men strong and maidens praise his Name Fathers also and children do the same 13 Let these praise God for 's Name alone 's most great His glory 's 'bove the earth 'bove heavens seat 14 The Lord his peoples strength exalteth still That 's Saints should all be prais'd it is his will This to his Servant Israel doth he A people near to him the Lord praise ye PSAL. CXLIX 1 PRaise ye the Lord new songs unto him sing Amongst his Saints let all his praises ring 2 In him that made him Israel let rejoyce Let Sions Sons be joyfull in their choice 3 Let them his Name exalt and praise in dance On Timbrel and on Harp his praise advance 4 For God takes pleasure in his peoples peace He 'l save them eke to beautifie not cease 5 Let th'Saints in glory joyfull be and sing A loud upon their bed of God their King 6 Let th' mouths be fill'd with praises of the Lord And in their hands be a two-edged sword 7 Vengeance to execute th' heathen among And punishments upon the people strong 8 Their Kings in prison there to bind with chain Their Lords in iron fetters to remain 9 To execute on them Gods written word This honour have his Saints praise ye the Lord. PSAL. CL. 1 PRaise ye the Lord him praise in 's holy seat Praise him i' th' firmament of 's power great 2 For 's mighty acts and deeds love him alwayes According to his greatnesse give him praise 3 With trumpet praise the Lord who is most high Yea praise his Name on Harp and Psaltery 4 With Timbrel praise his Name 't exalt in dance With Instruments and Organs him advance 5 Yea on loud Cimballs still advance his praise On sounding Cimballs give him thanks alwayes 6 Let all things living praise the Lord I say Praise ye the Lord soul praise thy God for ay FINIS
great places deep 17 Yet for all this their sins did much increase And mov'd th' most high to wrath i' th' wilderness 18 In heart they tempted God who is most just By asking naughty meat ev'n for their lust 19 Yea they ' gainst God did speake and they said I' th' wilderness can God a table spread 20 He struck the rock and floods forthwith did flow Can he give to his folk bread flesh also 21 For this Gods wrath was with Jacob and 's seed He kindled fire Is-ra-el ' gainst with speed 22 Because they in the Lord beliefe none have Nor do they trust that he can e're them save 23 Though he bad th' Clouds above to break in sunder 24 And Manna rain'd for meat as dreadful wonder 25 Men eat the Angells food at their request 26 The east wind blew Gods pow'r brought i' th' southwest 27 He rain'd flesh thick as dust and fowl as sand 28 And them he cast where all their tents did stand 29 Then did they eat and all men had their fill He gave them what they could desire with will 30 Whil'st they did eat Gods wrath upon them fell 31 He slew their cheif the choice of Is-ra-el 32 Yet they to sinning fell and did him grieve He wonders wrought yet they would not believe 33 He then in vanity consum'd their dayes And made them eke in trouble be alwayes 34 When he them plagu'd they sought him instantly 35 Knowing their strength and help was God on high 36 Yet with their mouthes they flatter still the Lord And with their tongues dissemble they his word 37 For all their hearts with him were not aright Nor did they keep his Covenant in 's sight 38 But he forgave them their iniquitie And slew them not but many times did he Advise himself and turn his wrath away And did not stir it up all in a day 39 Thinking they were but flesh and as the wind That cannot well return by his own kind 40 Yet oft they him provok't i' th' wildernesse And in the desert eke they did no lesse 41 They turned back and tempted God full soon And limited ev'n Israels holy One 42 They thought not on his hand nor yet did they That they deliver'd were think on the day 43 In Egypts land his signes how wrought had he His wonders in the field of Zoan be 44 And how he turn'd their Rivers into blood So that they could not drink in all their flood 45 He sent great sort of flies which them annoy'd And eke of frogs which most of them distroy'd 46 He gave their stock unto the Catter-piller And all their labour to the Grass-hopper 47 He smote their Vines with hail that they were lost And all their Sycomore trees with the frost 48 Unto the hail he also gave their stock And to the thunder-bolts he gave their flock 49 He cast on them his wrath and anger strong And evill spirits eke all them among 50 To wrath he made a way spar'd not the least And gave the pestilence to man and beast 51 He smote the first-born that in Egypt came The chiefe of men and beasts in tent of Ham. 52 But his own folk he did preserve and keep Them in the wilderness like unto sheep 53 He leads them safe no fear e're on them lies But th'seas most deep o're-whelm'd their enemies 54 He brought his to the coasts of 's holy land Ev'n to the mount which he got by 's strong hand 55 H' cast heathen out their lands he did devide Made Israels tribes ev'n in their tents abide 56 And yet the Lord most high they tempted still They him provok't would not obey his Will 57 But as their fathers turn'd back so did they Like bows that will not bend but start away 58 They made him angry with their places high Their Idols him provok't to jealousie 59 God then was wrath for Israel no care took 60 Th' tent Shiloh plac't 'mong men he eke forsook 61 His strength God gave into captivity And eke his Ark unto the enemy 62 Gave them to th' sword wrath with his heritage 63 Young men are burnt maides had no marriage 64 By sword the Priests also perish't each one There was no widdows left him to bemoan 65 Then God t' awake as one from sleep began Refresh't with wine ev'n like a valiant man 66 He smote on th' hinder parts his foes ev'n all And put them to a shame perpetuall 67 Moreover he did Josephs tent refuse And Ephraim's tribe he would in no wise chuse 68 But Judah's tribe chose where he thought to dwell And Sions mount which he did love full well 69 He also built his temple high and sure Like to the earth for ever to endure 70 Then David chose he him to serve and keep His folk he took him from the fold of sheep 71 From keeping th'ews with young God did advance Him t' feed Israel and his inheritance 72 So he with faithfulness of heart them fed And eke with skilfulness of heart them led PSAL. LXXIX 1 THine heritage Lord th' gentiles would defile They heap Jerusalem thy temple spoile 2 The bodies of thy Saints abroad they cast Th'flesh of thy Saints the beasts devour and waste 3 They shed their blood quite round Jerusalem Like Seas and there was none would bury them 4 Thus we become a shame the world throughout A scorn to them that are us round about 5 How long Lord wilt thou set ' gainst us thy ire And shall thy wrath e're burn ' gainst us like fire 6 On those which have not known thee pour the same On all those realms which call'd not on thy Name 7 For they both Jacob and his seed destroy'd They 've left his dwelling place both waste and void 8 Bear not in mind O Lord our former faults For we are low then help in all assaults 9 Eke for thy Names sake Lord help us for ever Quite purge away our sins and us deliver 10 Then wherefore should the heathen say abroad We care not now for what 's com'd on their God Require of them O Lord ev'n in our sight Thy Servants blood which they spilt in despite 11 Let th' pris'ners sighs Lord come e're 'fore thee who 're judg'd to die with strength Lord set them free 12 E-ven to those that would blaspheme thy Name Them seven fold repay for do-ing th' same 13 So we thy pasture sheep will give thee praise All ages teach to do the same alwayes PSAL. LXXX 1 O Thou great Shepherd that Is-ra'l dost keep That leadest Joseph and him feeds like sheep Thou God that dwells on Cherubins most bright Set forth thy self with all thy beames of light 2 'Fore Ephrim Ben Manasses eke likewise Shew forth thy strength to help us and arise 3 Turn us again thy face to shine cause thee On us and then we shall in safety be 4 O Lord of Hosts wilt angry be alway Against thy folk and wilt not here them
pray 5 Thou givest them both bread and tears to eat Yea tears they drink in measure full and great 6 Thou mak'st us strife to those that round us be And we are laught at by our enemie 7 Turn us again thy face to shine cause thee On us and then we shall in safety be 8 From Egypt thou O Lord a vine brought hast Thou 'st planted it and out the Heathen cast 9 Thou didst prepare a place and set it fast And it grew great and fil'd the earth at last 10 Hills covered were with shade that from it came And Cedars strong with branches of the same 11 Unto the Sea her boughs so big she sent And eke her branches to the River went 12 And broken down her hedges then why ha'st That all which passe thereby may make it waste 13 The Boar out of the wood wastes it each hour And wild beasts of the field do it devour 14 O Lord of Hosts from Heaven look again We thee beseech and this thy vine sustain 15 Thy plant I say whom thy right hand hath set Support alway and do not it forget 16 They cut it down and eke it burn with fire And we all perish through thy frowning ire 17 Let thy right hand them keep thou keep'st so long And with his Son whom thou hast made so strong 18 So will we not at all go back from thee Us quicken and call on thy Name will we 19 Turn us again thy face to shine cause thee On us and then we shall in safety be PSAL. LXXXI 1 SIng to the Lord our strength with pleasant voice To Jacobs God and eke in him rejoyce 2 Sing Psalmes prepare your instruments most meet And eke strike up of ev'ry string most sweet 3 Blow up your Trumpet in th' new moon I say In th' time appointed on our solemn day 4 For this a statute is to Is-ra-el A Vow which Jacobs God did make full well 5 With Joseph this was made when that he came From Egypt that his seed might do the same When God prepar'd to bring him from that land Whereas that speech he did not understand 6 I from his shoulders th' burden took away And set him free from burning brick of clay 7 When thou in grief did'st call to me and cry I answer'd thee in thunder secretly At th' waters of discord I did thee prove Whereas Gods grace with mutt'ring thou didst move 8 Here O my folk to you I 'le testifie O Israel if thou'lt hearken unto me 9 Thou 'st serve no strange God in the land abroad Nor shalt thou serve a strange or forrain God 10 From Egypt I thy God did set thee free Then ask me much and I will give it thee 11 But my folk would not hearken to my voice Neither would Is-ra-el in me rejoyce 12 So I them gave unto their lusts and will And let them walk in their own counsel still 13 O that my folk had heard me all their dayes And Is-ra-el had walked in my wayes 14 I soon should have subdu'd their enemy And turn'd my hand ' gainst their adversary 15 Who hate the Lord submit t' him should be sure And then they all for ever should endure 16 He would them feed ev'n with the finest wheat And hony from the rock they all should eat PSAL. LXXXII 1 ' MOngst men of might the Lord our God doth stand To plead the truth with Judges of the Land 2 How long will ye in wickedness proceed And eke accept of wicked men indeed 3 The poor and fatherless do thou defend To th' needy and afflicted justice send 4 The poor and needy man do thou deliver And rid him from the wickeds hands for ever 5 They nothing know nor will they understand Th' in darkeness walk no curse is on the Land 6 The Lords above ye are ev'n Gods I 've said All of you are the Sons of your great aid 7 But ye shall dye like men and so decay I 'le all of you destroy and pluck away 8 Up therefore Lord judge th' world with all thy might And eke all Nations take as thine own right PSAL. LXXXIII 1 O Lord my God do not refrain thy tongue Hold not thy peace nor silent be too long 2 Behold thy foes see how they rage and cry And those that hate thee hold their heads on high 3 Thy folk ' gainst they consult and use deceit Eke for thy hidden ones they lie and wait 4 They 've said from be-ing great let 's stroy the same That we no more may think on Israels Name 5 For they 've consulted all with one consent And eke ' gainst thee their wickedness is bent 6 The tents of Edom and the Ismalites The Hagarens and eke the Moabites 7 Gebal Ammon and Amalek conspire Th' Philistines ' gainst thee rise with those at Tire 8 And Ashur eke with them in league will be He 'l also help Lot and 's posteritie 9 As thou serv'dst th' Midianites serve them each one As to Siser Jabin at th' brook Kison 10 Whom thou in Endor Lord didst slay by night That they like dung lay open in thy sight 11 Their Nobles make like Orch Ze-eb yea Their Lords as Zebah and as Zalmunna 12 Who said let all of us throughout the Land God's houses fair receive into our hand 13 Make them O God like wheeles that cannot stay Or like the chaff which windes do blow away 14 As fire that burns the woods both far and nigh And eke as flames that hills consume most high 15 So let thy tempest Lord on them be laid And let thy windy storms make them afraid 16 And eke their faces all fill full of shame That they O Lord may seek thy holy Name 17 Let them be troubled all for thee therefore Let them be put to shame for ever-more 18 That men may know Gods Name Jehovah is That he 's most high and that the earth is his PSAL. LXXXIV 1 O Lord how pleasant is thy dwelling place And eke the tabernacles of thy grace 2 My soul doth long Gods courts on high to see And for the living Lord my heart shall be 3 The sparrows find out room where they may rest And swallowes for their young do get a nest Thine Altar by these birds may sit and sing O Lord of Hosts thou art my God and King 4 Blessed are they in house that dwell with thee They praising of thy Name shall ever be 5 Who put their strength in thee blessed are they In heart who seek unto thine house the way 6 Passing through Ba-ca's vaile they wells dig still They look like springs for thou their pits dost fill 7 From strength to strength they go faintnesse sha'nt be The God of Gods in Sion they do see 8 O Lord of Hosts heare me that to thee pray And Jacobs God give ear to me alway 9 O God our shield behold us with thy grace And look upon thine own anointed's face 10 I 'le rather in thy
that all things should thee know 12 Both north and south O Lord thou mad'st the same Tabor Hermon rejoyce shall in thy Name 13 Thine arm is mighty powerfull through th' land Thou art most high and strong is thy right hand 14 Justice and judgement do thy throne embrace Mercy and truth advance before thy face 15 The joyfull sound that know blest is the folk For such O Lord shall in thy favour walk 16 Such in thy name rejoyce shall all the day Thy justice in exalted be shall they 17 For why their glory strength in thee doth ly Thy favour in thou 'lt lift our horns on high 11 For God the Lord defence to us doth bring The Holy one of Israel is our King 19 Thy will to Saints in visions thou didst show Thou told'st thy mind to them that they might know A man of might I 've chose your King to be And set him up among the folk for me 20 My servant David I have searched out I him anoint King over all the rout 21 With whom my hand shall aid and eke remain Mine arm also with strength shall him sustain 22 His enemies they shall not him devour Nor Sons of wickedness o're him have pow'r 23 Before his face I will beat down his foes That hate him without cause I 'le plague all those 24 My mercy and my truth in him shall lie And in my Name I 'le lift his horns on high 25 I 'le set his kingdom o're both sea and land He shall embrace the flood with his right hand 26 He shall depend on me and thus shall say Thou art my fathers God and eke my stay 27 I 'le make him my first-born on earth that springs His might I 'le make above all earthly Kings 28 My mercy I will keep for him in store And eke my covenant for evermore 29 His seed I 'le also make t' endure alwayes And eke his throne to last as heavens dayes 30 If 's Sons my Law and judgements in w'ont stay 31 My Statutes and Commandments if breake they 32 Then with a rod their sins visit will I With stripes them scourge for their iniquity 33 Yet I 'le not quite my kindness from him take Nor shall my faithfulness him ere forsake 34 I will in no wise break my covenant Nor will I change that from my lips hath went 35 Once by my holyness now sworn have I I made to David promise I 'le not lie 36 His seed for ever shall endure and be And eke his throne ev'n as the Sun 'fore me 37 And as the moon for ever standeth fast As witnesse true so shall his kingdom last 38 But thou dost now cast off and eke reject Thou' rt wroth with thine anointed and elect 39 Thy servants now thou 'st quite undone took down Unto the ground also his Royall Crown 40 Thou pluck'st his legs up him to confound And thou hast brought his strong holds to the ground 41 He 's spoil'd by all that pass that way throughout He 's made a scorn to neighbours all about 42 ' Gainst him that are 'bove him thou 'st set all those O're him rejoyce thou hast made all his foes 43 Thou 'st made his sword blunt that should foes withstand To him in war thou giv'st no upper hand 44 Thou 'st made his glory cease the world quite round And thou hast cast his throne down to the ground 45 Thou hast much shortened his youth and Name And eke thou hast him covered with shame 46 How long Lord wilt thy self hide wilt ne're turn Still shall thy wrath like fire against me burn 47 Remember thou my time consumeth fast Why mad'st thou men like things most vain to waste 48 What man death sore his eyes shall never have Shall he his soul deliver from the grave 49 Thy loving kindnesses O Lord where are Which in thy truth to David thou did'st sware 50 Remember what doth on thy servant ly Th' reproach of folk born in my brest have I. 51 Wherewith thy foes O Lord blaspheme thy Name Th'anointeds steps they cease not to defame 52 Blessed be God both now and eke alway Prais'd be his Name Amen Amen I say PSAL. XC 1 LOrd thou hast been our sure defence and rest So long time past as cannot be exprest 2 E're mountains were or earth or world abroad From age to age for ever thou art God 3 Thou grindest man like dust or clay and then Thus do'st thou say Return ye sons of men 4 For many yeers as now are in thy sight When it is past 't is as th' watch of the night 5 When thou them scatterest as sleep's their trade And like the grass whose beauty soon doth fade 6 It springs in th' morn and groweth presently At noon 't is cut quite down and waxeth dry 7 For through thy wrath our might is much decay'd And of thy wrath we are full sore afraid 8 Thou 'st set our iniquities in thy sight Our secret sins are in thy favours light 9 Thy wrath us kils thereof doth nought remain Our years consume and can't be cal'd again 10 Full threescore years and ten we live on mold Who sees four score is counted wondrous old And yet the strength the which we look upon Is nought but grief for they as blasts are gon 11 Who once doth know what power thine anger hath And feareth thee according to thy wrath 12 Lord teach us while on earth we do remain T' apply our heart ev'n wisdom to attain 13 Return O Lord how long wilt in wrath proceed Thy Servant favour shew help him at need 14 O fill us early with thy truth always That we may much rejoyce ev'n all our days 15 Thou hast us plagu'd but now Lord make us glad For all the years that we have trouble had 16 Thy work let to thy servant Lord appear And eke thy glory to their children dear 17 Thy grace let stand upon thy servants thus And what we take in hand prosper to us PSAL XCI 1 HE that in secret place dwells of th' most high Shall ' bide under his wings eternally 2 I 'le say of God he is my ' fence most just My fortresse eke for in him I do trust 3 Sure from the fowler he shall be thy ' fence And also from the noisom pestilence 4 His wings thee'l save and keep thee safely there His truth shall be thy ' fence instead of spear 5 Thou shalt in no wise fear nor be affright Of shafts that flee by day or else by night 6 Nor of the plague that walks in dark so fast Nor yet of that which at noon-day doth waste 7 Ten thousand at thy side destroy'd shall be But there no harm at all shall come to thee 8 Thou shalt behold it onely with thine eye And see th' reward of those act wickedly 9 Because thou 'st made the Lord thy refuge be And trusts in him thy sure defence is he 10 There shall no evil fall upon thy face
But from thy Laws yet do I not decline 158 I saw the sinners and was griev'd O Lord Because thy Law they kept not nor thy word 159 Consider Lord how I thy Precepts love According to thy Statutes eke me move 160 Thy word from first to last is true and pure Thy judgements just do all for ay indure SCHIN 161 Princes me persecute causeless O Lord But th' heart of me in aw stands of thy word 162 Ev'n at thy word I do rejoyce in mind Like one that wealth doth in abundance find 163 Of lying tongues I hate both great and small But I do love thy Laws and Precepts all 164 Sev'n times a day O Lord I do thee praise Because thy judgements they are just alwayes 165 Great peace have they which in thy Law delight For nothing shall offend them nor them spite 166 O Lord I 've hope 't in thy Sal-va-ti-on And thy Commandements I all have done 167 My soul hath kept thy Testimonies right And I exceedingly in them delight 168 I 've done all that which thou hast said to me For all my wayes they daily are 'fore thee TAU 169 My cry let come unto thine ear O Lord Me knowledge give according to thy word 170 My supplication eke let come 'fore thee According to thy word deliver me 171 My lips shall speak and also utter praise When thou 'st me taught thy Statutes and thy wayes 172 My tongue thy word and works shall eke lay bare All thy Commandements most righteous are 173 Thine hand let help me eke and with me close For I thy Laws and Precepts all have chose 174 For thy Salvation I have long'd O Lord I love to act thy Law and hear thy word 175 My soul let live and it shall give thee praise And eke thy judgements let me help alwayes 176 Lost sheep as I have stray'd thy servant seek For I thy Laws think on and Precepts eke PSAL. CXX 1 IN my distress unto the Lord I cry'd My prayer he heard my suit was not deny'd 2 My soul O Lord from lying lips deliver And keep me from deceitfull tongue for ever 3 O thou false tongue what shall to thee be giv'n Or what be done to thee who thus dost sin 4 Arrows most keen from the Almighty's hand Shall thee consume as fire at his Command 5 Wo's me that I constrained am to dwell In Meshech Kedars Tents to me 's a Hell 6 My soul hath too long dwelt with them that hate A peacefull Life and Solace in debate 7 I am for peace but when I speak they are For times most troublesome and eke for war PSAL CXXI 1 UNto the Hills I will lift up mine eyes O Lord from whence my help doth all arise 2 My help from God comes who did heaven frame And eke the earth blest be his holy Name 3 Thy foot for to be mov'd he will not see He doth not slumber that preserveth thee 4 Behold ev'n he that Is-ra-el doth keep 'S not giv'n to slumber neither will he sleep 5 The Lord thy keeper is and eke thy shade On thy right hand he is he hath thee made 6 The Suns bright beams shall not by day thee smite Nor shall the Moons white frost thee hurt by night 7 From evils all the Lord shall thee preserve And keep thy soul in safety him to serve 8 In all thy wayes he shall thee keep therefore From this time forth and that for ever-more PSAL. CXXII 1 I Much rejoyc't when as the people said Let 's go into the house of God our aid 2 Our feet within thy gates most firm shall stand O thou Jerusalem chief of the Land 3 Jerusalem is builded most compact No forraign foes mischief on us can act 4 The Tribes of God go up unto the same Into his house to glorifie his Name 5 For there are set the thrones of judgement still For Davids house Gods word for to fulfill 6 O Pray ye then for Jerusalem's peace Let them that love her prosper and not cease 7 Peace be within and eke thy walls surround Prosperity within thy gates abound 8 For my dear friends and brethrens sake I 'le say Peace be within thy Palaces for ay 9 ' Cause of the house of God the Lord most high I 'le seek thy good and eke felicity PSAL. CXXIII 1 LOrd unto thee mine eyes lift up will I O thou that dwellest in the heavens high 2 As Servants eyes on Masters fixed be We eye thee Lord till mercy flow from thee 3 Have mercy on us Lord thou God on high For with contempt we 're fillâ—d exceedingly 4 Contempt hath fill'd our soul for we have born Reproach from those that do us proudly scorn PSAL. CXXIV 1 IF't had not been the Lord our strength and stay Who on our side was now may Isr'el say 2 If God had not our part took ' gainst our foes When lewde and wicked men against us rose 3 They'd us devoured in their wrathfull ire And quick consum'd us as a furious fire 4 Then had the raging floods us over powr'd The streams thereof would have our souls devour'd 5 The waters in their pride without controul Have us devour'd and eke o're-whelm'd our soul 6 Blest be the Lord our God and guide for ay Who'th not us giv'n unto their teeth for prey 7 Our soul's escap'â— as bird from th'fowlers snare The snare is broke and we escaped are 8 Our help still lies in Gods most holy Name Who both the heaven and the earth did frame PSAL. CXXV 1 THey 'le as mount Sion be whom God doth guide Which can't be mov'd but ever doth abide 2 As mountains are Jerusalem about So God is with his folk all end without 3 For th' wicked's rod shall not on th'righteous be Lest they should turn unto iniquitie 4 Do good unto the good in them delight And eke to them that are in heart upright 5 Th' wicked shall be with those act wickedly But Israel shall be lov'd by God on high PSAL. CXXVI 1 WHen God did turn Sions captivitie Like them that in a dream were so were we 2 Then did they laugh and sing ev'n so that they 'Mong th' heathen God hath done great things did say 3 Hath done great things for us the Lord our choice Whereof we all are glad and much rejoyce 4 As streams i' th' south turn our captivity 5 They that do sow in tears shall reap in joy 6 He that goes forth and weeps bearing good seed Shall come again with joy and sheaves indeed PSAL. CXXVII 1 EXcept God to the house do set his hand For what man doth unto it 't will never stand Except the Lord the City in keep guard In vain it is that men do watch and ward 2 To rise up early sit up late 't is vain He gives his rest without turmoil or pain 3 Children are th'in-heritance of the Lord Th' fruit of the womb is also his reward 4 Strong swift as Arrows in the Mighty's
ME keep O Lord from th' evil mans intent Preserve me from the man that 's violent 2 Which mischiefs in their hearts think on and are Daily together gathered for war 3 Their tongues like Serpents sharpened they have Under their tongues doth Adders poison cleave 4 Keep me O Lord from th' wickeds hands also And eke from him who would my steps o're-throw 5 The proud a snare and cords for me did hide For me they spread a net by th' high-way side 6 I said unto the Lord thou' rt God my choice Therefore O Lord hear thou thy Servants voice 7 O God and eke of my Salvation aid In day of war thou 'st made me not afraid 8 Th' wicked's device Lord further not nor grant Lest they themselves exalt force us to want 9 As for their heads that compass me all over Let th' mischief of their lips and tongues them cover 10 Let them in fire be cast and there remain And from deep pits never to rise again 11 Let no ill speaker long live here below Ill hurt shall th' violent man and him o're-throw 12 I know God will th' afflicted's cause maintain And th' right of th' poor shall e're with them remain 13 Surely th' upright shall thanks give to thy Name Th' just shall live in thy sight and do the same PSAL. CXLI 1 TO thee I call make hast O Lord on high Hear thou my voice when unto thee I cry 2 As incense let my pray'r ascend to thee My hands up lift as sacrifices be 3 Set thou a watch O Lord my mouth before And of my lips be keeper of the dore 4 To any evil thing put not mine heart In th' practise of lewde works give me no part 5 ' Mongst those that sin work Lord do not me seat Neither let me once of their dainties eat 6 'T is good for me if good men do me smite And me reprove like oil 't shall me delight 7 When th'judges are in stony place o're-thrown They'st hear my words they 'r sweet like them there 's none 8 Our bones are scattered at th' mouth of th' grave As when on earth one wood doth cut and cleave 9 But I Lord lift mine eyes to thee most just Do not forsake my soul in thee 's my trust 10 Me keep from th' snare which they have laid for me And th'gins of those that work iniquitie 11 Let th' wicked men into their own nets fall Ev'n whilest that I escape their dangers all PSAL. CXLII 1 I Cry'd unto the Lord ev'n with my voice And made my prayer unto my God and choice 2 To him my deep complaint I poured out Shew'd him the grief which compast me about 3 When spirit was o're-whelm'd my path thou knew For me asnare they laid close from my view 4 I look't about saw none that would me know None car'd for me my refuge fail'd also 5 I cry'd to thee thou' rt my defence I said I' th' livings Land my portion and mine aid 6 I 'm brought full low attend unto my cry Me keep from foes that stronger are then I. 7 My soul from prison bring thy Name to praise Saints me shall compasse when thou dost me raise PSAL. CXLIII 1 Lord hear my prayer to thee my suit attend As thou art gracious answer to me send 2 Judge not thy servant Lord be thou his guide For in thy sight none shall be justifi'd 3 For foes pursu'd my life smite me to ground I 've dwelt in darkness like men dead I 'm found 4 My spirit 's over-whelm'd and eke my heart Within me 's desolate there 's no whole part 5 I 'm mindfull of times past and meditate Thy works on which with hands thou didst create 6 To thee O Lord stretch forth mine hand did I My soul thirsts after thee in Land most dry 7 Me hear my heart fails hide not th' face from me Lest like to those that go to pit I be 8 Cause me to hear thy love I trust in thee Lift up my soul to walk aright teach me 9 Me keep O Lord from all mine enemies And eke me hide from those ' gainst me arise 10 Thou art my God thou' rt good teach me thy will Th' Land of uprightness lead me into still 11 Raise me for thy Names sake O Lord my King For th' justice sake my soul from trouble bring 12 All them that me afflict O Lord destroy For I 'm thy servant thou' rt my onely joy PSAL. CXLIV 1 BLest be the Lord my strength who by his might My hands doth teach to war fingers to fight 2 My goodness strength deliverer and shield In whom I trust he makes my people yeeld 3 Lord what is man that thou dost knowledge take Of him and his and wilt not them forsake 4 Man is most like to vanity and 's day Is like a shaddow that doth passe away 5 The heavens bow O Lord descend the same The Mountains touch and they shall smoke like flame 6 Light'ning cast forth and scatter them abroad Shoot out thy darts and them destroy O God 7 Send down thine hand O Lord deliver me From waters great from strangers set me free 8 Whose subtill mouth of vanity doth speak And whose right hand doth into falshood break 9 I 'le sing a song most new to God on high With ten string instruments thee praise will I. 10 'T is he Salvation that to Kings doth give Who David keeps from sword makes him to live 11 Rid me from children strange I thee intreat Whose mouth is vanity whose hand deceit 12 That our sons may as plants grow up not fade And Daughters eke as palaces be made 13 Our garners that with store they may be found And that our sheep in streets may much abound 14 That Oxen for our labour may be strong Besieg'd by none none in our streets do wrong 15 In such a case who 're found blest are all they Yea happy're those whose Gods the Lord their stay PSAL. CXLV 1 FOr ever-more O Lord I 'le blesse thy Name O God my King I will extoll the same 2 Yea ev'ry day I will advance thy praise I thee will blesse both now and eke alwayes 3 Great is the Lord to be advanced high Unsearchable his goodness 'bove the skie 4 From age to age all praise thy mighty deeds And tell what wondrous acts from thee proceeds 5 Of th' glorious honour of thy Majesty I 'le speak and of thy wondrous works most high 6 Th' might of thy dreadfull acts men shall lay bare And I my self thy greatness will declare 7 They 'l utter much goodness of thee their King They of thy righteousness aloud shall sing 8 God gracious is he hath compassion store To anger slow he'th mercy ever-more 9 He 's good to all his mercy tender is O're all his works for all the earth is his 10 O Lord thy works for ever shall thee praise Saints shall not cease thy Name to bless alwayes 11 Of th' glorious