they be 5 They 've mouths but speak not eyes but cannot see 6 They having ears hear not we know full well They noses have yet have no sense to smell 7 They hands but feel not feet but they walke not There 's none of them that speaketh through his throat 8 They that them make are like unto them just And so is ev'ry one that in them Trust 9 O Is-ra-el trust in the Lord alway He is their help that trust in him for ay 10 O house of Aaron trust ye in his Name 11 For he 's their help and shield that do the same 12 God hath been mindeful of us he 'l us bless To Israel Aarons house he 'l do no less 13 Who fears the Lord our God he 'l bless them all Who ere they be let them be great or small 14 The Lord he shall increase you more and more Both you and yours you children shall have store 15 You are the blessed of the Lords say I Which made the earth and eke the Heavens high 16 The highest Heavens are the Lord 's above The earth to men he gives of his free love 17 The dead praise not the Lord neither do they That into silence do go down that way 18 But we will bless the Lord our God alway Praise ye the Lord from this time forth for ay PSAL. CXVI 1 I Love the Lord because he hears my voyce I am his Suppliant he is my choice 2 He hath me heard therefore on him I 'le call And whil'st I live make him my all in all 3 Hells pains and eke deaths sorrows set me round Nought sorrow but and trouble there I found 4 Upon the Lords great Name then did I call I pray thee Lord my soul free from this thrall 5 God gracious is to mercy bent is he 6 He simple keeps I low was he rais'd me 7 O thou my soul return unto thy rest God hath much kindness unto thee exprest 8 For thou deliv'red hast my soul from thrall Mine eyes from tears and eke my feet from fall 9 In land of living 'fore the Lord I 've walk't 10 I have believ'd was griev'd therefore I 've talk't 11 In haste I thus said All men liars be 12 What shall I render God for 's gifts to me 13 The wholesome cup of saving health I 'le take Unto the Lords great Name my pray'r I 'le make 14 Unto the Lord my God I 'le pay my vow In presence of his people even now 15 The death of those in whom God takes delight Most precious are in his most glorious sight 16 Thy Servant Lord I am I do confess Thine Hand-maides Son thou 'st loos'd me from distress 17 The sacrifice of prayer I 'le offer thee Thy Name shall still be call'd upon by me 18 Unto the Lord my God I 'le pay my vow In presence of his people even now 19 In all the Courts and Temples of the Lord Let Sion praise his Name with one accord PSAL. CXVII 1 O All ye Nations to the Lord give praise All ye his folk both now and eke alwayes 2 For he is mercifull his truth for ay Indures praise ye the Lord therefore I say PSAL. CXVIII 1 GIve thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth indure both now and ay 2 Let Israel say his mercy lasts for ay 3 And eke the same let Aarons houshold say 4 Those that fear God even now let them say That he his mercy eke indures for ay 5 I call'd on God in grief he answerd me In place most large he also set me free 6 The Lord is on my side I will not be Afraid what man or beast can do to me 7 God takes my part with those that do help me My wish on them that hate me I shall see 8 'T is better to believe the Lord most just In Princes great then to confide or trust 9 'T is better to believe in God most just In Princes great then to confide or trust 10 All Nations living compas't me about But in the Name of God I 'le them blot out 11 They all beset me compast me about But in the Name of God I 'le blot them out 12 They came 'bout me like Bees but in Gods Name I quench't their fiery thorns I 'le ' stroy the same 13 That I might fall thou sore hast thrust at me But God he helpt and eke deliv'red me 14 The Lord is my defence my strength and song And he also my Saviour is most strong 15 In th' dwellings of the just there 's health and joy The Lords right hand triumpheth valiantly 16 The right hand of the Lord 's exalted high For his right hand things worketh valiantly 17 I shall not die but live and all abroad Declare the wondrous workes ev'n of our God 18 The Lord my God hast chastened me sore But unto death he hath not g'ven me o're 19 Open the Gates of Righteousness alwayes I 'le enter them the Lord alone to praise 20 Gods Gate in which the just to enter are 21 I 'le give thee praise for thou hast heard my pray'r 22 The stone which builders oft-times did refuse Is now become the cheif stone which men use 23 This is the doing of the Lord most high It marvellous doth seem ev'n in our eye 24 This is the day which God the Lord hath made We will rejoyce and eke in it be glad 25 Save now my God O Lord beseech thee I I thee beseech send us prosperity 26 Who comes i' th' Name of God blessed is he Out of Gods holy house blest you have we 27 He who hath shewn us light is God the Lord On th' Altars hornes binde th' Sacrifice with cord 28 Thou art my God I will shew forth thy praise Thou art my God I 'le thee exalt alwayes 29 Give thanks to God for he is good alway His mercy doth indure both now and ay PSAL. CXIX 1 BLest are the undefiled in the way Who daily walk i' th' Law of God their stay 2 Blest are all they from 's Laws that ne're depart But him to seek do wholly bend their heart 3 They do no wicked thing nor go astray But daily walk uprightly in his way 4 Thou hast commanded us O Lord on high Thy Precepts for to keep not go a-wry 5 O that my wayes directed were by thee To keep the Statutes thou prescribest me 6 Then shall no shame o're cloud me when I shall My self give up to keep thy Precepts all 7 I will thee praise with uprightnesse of heart When I 've thy judgements learn'd I 'le ne're depart 8 Thy Statutes all Lawes also keep will I O Lord my God leave me not utterly BETH 9 By what meanes shall a young man's life amend By setting's self on Gods laws to attend 10 I have thee sought with my whole heart alway From thy Commandments never let me stray 11 Thy word hath still been hid within my heart Nor hath transgression caus'd me
ay shall be 28 Thy servants sons shall daily stand 'fore thee PSAL. CIII 1 SOul bless the Lord bless thou his holy Name And all within me do likewise the same 2 Still blesse the Lord my soul ne'er cease to be Mindfull of him who still takes care of thee 3 Who gave thee pardon for thy faults who still Makes well thy pain and sickness at his will 4 Who doth redeem thy life from death and who Doth tender mercies daily to thee shew 5 Who feeds thee with good things so that thy youth Like as the Eagles so he still renew'th 6 The Lord with justice executeth those Who are not friends unto his Saints but foes 7 The Lord to Moses did his wayes declare His acts unto the Isralites lay bare 8 The Lord is mercifull though we him grieve Slowest to wrath and quickest to forgive 9 He will not alwayes chide nor will he cause His wrath both now and ever-more to pause 10 Nor yet according to our sins hath he Rewarded us but in a higher degree 11 As far as 't is 'twixt earth and heaven above Such is his mercy to us such his love 12 Such space as 't is 'twixt East and West such he Removes from us both sin and miserie 13 Like as a Father loveth Children dear So doth the Lord if we him truly fear 14 The Lord that made us knows our fashion just How weak we are and how we are but dust 15 And how the dayes of man are few for they Like as a flower quickly fade away 16 Whos 's gloss and beauty stormy windes disgrace And make it loose the sweetness of that place 17 But yet the Lord his Saints will ever love Their Children shall be blessed from above 18 To such as keep his Covenant and do His Will and his Commandement also 19 The Heaven is the footstool of the Lord The Earth he ruleth both by pow'r and word 20 Ye Angels great in pow'r praise ye the Lord Which to obey and do his will accord 21 Ye Noble Hosts and Ministers strive still To execute his pleasure and his will 22 Yea all his works praise ye his holy Name In ev'ry place soul do likewise the same PSAL. CIV 1 BLess God my soul O Lord thou art most high With honour thou art clad and Majesty 2 Who as a Garment cloathes thy self with light Who stretchest out the Skies like Curtaines bright 3 Whose Chamber beams do lie in waters low Who makes Clouds Charrets rides on wings that blow 4 Who Angels Spirits makes Ministers a flame 5 Who laid the Earth that none can move the same 6 As with a garment thou 'st it cloth'd with th' deep Thou 'st made the waters 'bove the Mountains keep 7 At thy rebuke they fled there none would stay From th' thunders voyce they hasted all away 8 They go by Hills by Vales their way they take They go to th' place which thou for them did'st make 9 Thou 'st made abound that they o're't may not pass That they turn not again to cover th' grass 10 He sends the springs into the streams most strong Which runs the Mountaines and the Hills among 11 They drink do give to each beast of the field The Asses quench their thirst which are most wilde 12 The dwelling place of fowls eke by them are Which 'mong the branches green do sing most rare 13 The Hils eke from his Chambers watreth he All earth 's fill'd with thy works which they do see 14 For beast he grass for man he herb doth sow That he may food ' cause from the earth to grow 15 And that which makes mans heart glad namely wine And oil to cause the face of man to shine 16 Gods Trees are full of Sap they nothing want Lebanons Cedars there the Lord did plant 17 Where birds for safety go and make their nests For th' Stork th' Fir-tree her house is there she rests 18 Th' Hills for th' wilde Goates a refuge is most high Rocks are for Conies that they there may lie 19 For Seasons he appointed hath the Moon The Sun knowes when t is up t' must go down soon 20 When it is night thou makest darknesse sleep Wherein all beasts out of the Forrests creep 21 The Lyons young do roar after their prey From God the Lord they seek their meat alway 22 The Sun doth rise they get together then And presently they couch down in their Den. 23 Man goeth forth unto his work full soon And to his labour there he stayes till noon 24 In Wisdom Lord thy works each one thou 'st wrought Thy Riches on the earth are past mans thought 25 So is the great wide Sea wherein are all Unspeakable things creeping large and small 26 The Ships go there th' Levi'than eke I say Whom thou hast given leave therein to play 27 These all on thee do wait O Lord that live That in due time thou meat to them maist give 28 That thou them giv'st they gather from the Land They 'r fil'd with good when thou openest thine hand 29 Thou hides thy face they troubled are and mourn Thou tak'st their breath and they to dust return 30 Thou sends thy spirit forth they new-born are Thou dost renew the earth that was most bare 31 For evermore Gods Glory shall indure He shall reioyce in 's works that are most pure 32 The earth trembleth when he on it doth look The Hills he toucheth instantly they shook 33 Whil'st that I live unto the Lord I 'le sing And whil'st I be I 'le praise give to my King 34 My Meditation on him shall be sweet I 'le glad be in him he 's my help most meet 35 Sinners destroy ill men let be no more Bless thou the Lord my soul praise him therefore PSAL CV 1 GIve thanks to God upon his Name eke call Make know his deeds 'mong people great and small 2 Unto the Lord our God high Psalmes eke sing Talke of the wondrous works ev'n of our King 3 Glory in God and in his holy Name Let th' heart rejoyce that seeks to do the same 4 Seek God the Lord his strength and aid therefore Yea seek his face both now and evermore 5 His wondrous works let still be in your heart Nor let his judgements from your mind depart 6 Ye Seed of Gods own Servant Abraham Ye Jacobs Sons Gods chosen do the same 7 He is our Lord our strength our aid our God His Judgements are in all the earth abroad 8 The Covenant which he to his hath made He hath perform'd according as he said 9 Which Covenant he made to Abraham His Oath he made with Isa-ac by Name 10 It stood for Law That Jacob might obey For Covenant to Is-ra-el for ay 11 Say-ing th' Land Ca-na-an to thee I 'le give Th' Lot of thine Heritage wherein thou 'st live 12 When they were but a few in number men Yea very few and strangers in it then 13 When they from one place to
Let 's wife a widdow be 's Sons fatherlesse 10 Let 's Sons be Vagabonds and beg their bread Wandring from place to place for to be fed 11 Let the Extortioner catch all his store Let strangers spoile his labour got before 12 Let none be there him mercy to extend Let there be none to be his childrens friend 13 So let his seed for ever be destroy'd And in succeeding age their name be void 14 Let not his fathers sins from Gods thought fall Nor 's mothers faults be done away at all 15 But in Gods sight let them remain for ay That God from earth may cut them clean away 16 ' Cause he no mercy shew'd but at one stroke He strove to slay those that in heart were broke 17 He cursing lov'd 't shall be unto him â—o He hated good it shall be far him fro 18 As he with cursing clad himself so 't shall Like water oil into his bowells fall 19 As garment let it be to him for ay As girdle that he may be girt alway 20 Let this th' reward be of my foes from God Of them who speak against my soul abroad 21 But do for me O God for thy Name sake Thy mercy 's good thy hand from foes me take 22 For I am poor and needy pitty me My heart is sore with grief and miserie 23 Like th' shadow when it doth decline I 'm gone Like th' locust I am tost now and anon 24 My knees through fasting feeble grow and weak My flesh me faileth of its farness eke 25 Reproach to them I was ev'n for thy sake When they look't on me they their heads did shake 26 O Lord my God some help of thee I crave According to thy mercy Lord me save 27 That this is thine own hand that they may know That thou O Lord this self-same thing did'st do 28 Let them curse but bless thou let them have shame When they arise let th' friend joy in thy Name 29 Let foes be clad with shame and let them cover Themselves with shame with mantle as all over 30 My mouth shall thankes give to the Lord alwayes Yea I 'mong multitudes will â—ound his praise 31 For he shall be ev'n at the poors right hand To save him from those that his soul withstand PSAL. CX 1 GOD said to my Lord sit on my right hand Till I thy foes thy foot-stool for make stand 2 Th' rod of thy strength God shall from Sion send Rule thou in midst of foes unto the end 3 In day on which thy power they shall see Free-offerings the folk shall offer thee With holy worshipping they'st offer all The births dew's th' dew that from the morning fall 4 God swore he 'l not repent what he doth say Mâ—lchizedâ—k like thou art Priest for ay 5 The Lord on thy right hand that is thy stay Shall wound for thee great Kings on 's wrathfull day 6 Th'heathen he 'l judge fill th' place with bodies dead O're divers Towns in sunder smite the head 7 He shall drink of the brook ev'n in the way Therefore shall he lift up the head that day PSAL. CXI 1 PRaise ye the Lord the Lord my heart shall praise Th'uprights assembly in now and alwayes 2 Gods works are great of all them they are sought That pleasure therein have or any thought 3 His work is honourable and most sure His righteousness for ever doth endure 4 His wondrous works to be thought on he'th made The Lord most gratious is from wrath most stai'd 5 To those that do him fear meat giv'n hath he On 's Covenant he e're will mindfull be 6 The people he hath shewn of 's works the power The Heathens land he may give them each hour 7 Th' works of his hands are verity most pure All his Commandements they are most sure 8 They all stand fast both now and eke anon In truth and eke uprightness they are done 9 He hath redemption â—â—nt 's folk to deliver His Vow command 〈…〉 blest be 's Name for ever 10 Gods fear the first step to true wisdom 's found Who keep his laws with prudence they abound PSAL. CXII 1 TH' man 's blest that feareth God and walks upright In Gods Commandments that takes much delight 2 His seed on earth they shall be much increas't Those that in heart upright are shall be blest 3 Riches and Wealth in 's house shall be alway His righteousness 't doth endure for ay 4 Unto the just from darkness cometh light He gracious is of mercy full and right 5 A good man sheweth favour and doth lend All his affaires do unto wisdom tend 6 Surely he shall not moved be for ay The just shall be thought on now and alway 7 Of tidings ill he shall not be afraid His Heart is fixed trusting in his aid 8 His heart is fast afraid he shall not be Till his desire upon his foes he see 9 He ' th giv'n to th' poor his justice shall for ay Indure he shall exalted be alwayes 10 Th' wicked shall see it and be griev'd thereat Their whole desire shall melt away like fat PSAL CXIII 1 PRaise ye the Lord shew forth his wondrous fame All ye his servants praise his holy Name 2 Blest be the Name of God the Lord alway From this time forth and ever more I say 3 From th' rise of th' Sun to th' going down of th' same Let praised be the Lord 's most holy Name 4 The Lord 's 'bove al 's glory 'bove th' Heavens high 5 Who 's like to God who dwells above the Skie 6 He doth abase himself to see we know Things 'bove the Skie and in the earth below 7 The poor out of the dust he ta 〈…〉 alwayes The needy ones from dunghil 〈…〉 doth raise 8 That he may set him Princes 〈…〉 to walk Yea ev'n with the Princes of 〈◊〉 folk 9 Th' barren he maketh children bear therefore Praise ye the Lord both now and evermore PSAL. CXIV 1 WHen Is-ra-el did out of Egypt go And Jacobs house from language strange also 2 Judah his Sanctuary was Is-ra-el His large Dominions wherein he did dwell 3 The Sea saw it and fled before his face Jordan was driven back out of his place 4 The Mountaines high like unto Rams did skip The little Hills like dancing Lambs did leap 5 What ailed'st thee O'Sea that thou thus fled And Jordans streames that thou wast backwards led 6 Ye Mountaines high like Rams why did ye skip And little Hills like Lambs why did ye leap 7 Tremble thou earth at th' presence of the Lord 'Fore Jacobs God dread all with one accord 8 Which turneth Rocks to standing waters clear From flint makes fountain water to appear PSAL. CXV 1 NOt to us Lord Thy Name let th' glory take Ev'n for thy Truth and eke thy mercies sake 2 Why should the Heathen say where 's God their love 3 He hath done what he pleas'd our God's above 4 Their Idolls Gold are made by men
hand So are youths children at the Lords command 5 Happy 's the man of such that hath great store He 's not ashamed be his foes before PSAL. CXXVIII 1 BLest's ev'ry one that fears the Lord above And walks still in his wayes of truth and love 2 Thou 'st eat th' fruit of thine hand and happy bee In all thy wayes it shall be well with thee 3 Thy wise on thy house side as fruitfull Vine Children like Plants thy table round betwine 4 Behold that thus the man is blest that shall Still fear the Lord and on his Name still call 5 The Lord shall out Sion thus bless thee And all thy life his Churches good thou 'st see 6 Yea thou shalt see thy Childrens Children well And also peace upon his Is-ra-el PSAL. CXXIX 1 MAny a time afflicted me have they Ev'n from my youth now Israel may say 2 Oft-times from youth they have afflicted me But ne're prevail'd to work my miserie 3 The plowers plowed deep upon my back Long furrowes make to make my bones to crack 4 But God is righteous he'th in sunder cut The wicked's cords which they for me have put 5 Let them be all consum'd and turn'd away That Sion hate and would his Saints dismay 6 Let them like grass on house top wither still Ere it grow up so perish in its ill 7 Wherewith the mow'r cannot his hand fill Nor he that bindes his sheaves his bosom still 8 Nor do they wish that passing by the way The blessing of the Lord upon you stay PSAL. CXXX 1 OUt of the depths to thee Lord did I cry Hoping that thou my suit would'st not deny 2 Lord let the ears of thee who art my choice Attentive be to hear thy Plaintiffs voice 3 O Lord if thou should'st mark iniquities Who could once stand before thy purest eyes 4 But much forgiveness Lord with thee is there That all men may thee reverence with feare 5 My soul doth wait for God the Lord most just And in his word I hope and also trust 6 My soul doth wait for God ev'n more I say Then those that watch for th' breaking of the day 7 God's mercifull let Israel in him trust 'T is he that souls redeems he is most just 8 He shall most early wake and eke arise Israel redeem from his iniquities PSAL. CXXXI 1 MY heart Lord is not haughty nor mine eyes In things most high I do not exercise 2 Surely I have my self behav'd most milde My soul is even as a weaned childe 3 Let Israel hope in God the Lord therefore From this time forth and eke for ever-more PSAL. CXXXII 1 REmember David Lord thy servant true And his afflictions have still in thy view 2 How he did swear unto the Lord above An oath to Jacobs God whom he did love 3 I surely will no Tabernacle spread Nor build an house nor come into my bed 4 I 'le not give sleep unto my drowsie eye Nor slumber to mine eye-lids give will I. 5 Untill a place for Jacobs God I find An habitation answering my mind 6 We heard of it at Ephrata ev'n there We found it in the fields where woods appear 7 We 'l go into his Tabernacles all Before his foot-stool worship him and fall 8 Arise O Lord and come into thy rest Thou and thy Ark of strength by me possest 9 Thy Priests with justice let be cloath'd about And eke thy Saints for joy let them still shout 10 For th' Servant David's sake O Lord I say Lord turn not thine anointed's face away 11 God swore in truth he will not turn from it He David told his seed should on 's throne sit 12 If that thy Sons will keep my Law therefore Thy Sons shall sit i' th' throne for evermore 13 God Sion chose therein there is great space He hath desired it for 's dwelling place 14 This is my rest for ay herein I 'le dwell I have desired it and like it well 15 Her victualls I will bless abundantly Her poor with bread I eke will satisfy 16 I 'le cloath her Priests with safety round about And all her Saints aloud for joy shall shout 17 I 'le there make Davids horn bud out most brave I lamp ordain'd for mine annointed have 18 His foes I 'le cloath with shame and them pluck down But on himself much flourish shall his Crown PSAL. CXXXIII 1 BEhold how good it is and how 't seems well For brethren all in unity to dwell 2 Like precious balm poured on Aarons head That drencht his beard and round his garment spread 3 As dew on Hermon hills and Sion fell So God commands his blessing there to dwell PSAL. CXXXIV 1 BEhold and blesse the Lord all ye that stand By night i' th' house of God at his command 2 Lift up your hands unto Gods place above And bless the Lord for 's benefits and love 3 The Lord that heaven made and earth did frame Thee blesse from Sion praise ye's holy Name PSAL. CXXXV 1 PRaise ye the Lord praise ye his holy Name Ye servants of the Lord do ye the same 2 Ye that do stand in the house of the Lord And in his courts his praises loud record 3 Praise ye the Lord he 's good ye praises sing T' sing praises to his name 's a comely thing 4 For God himself to him hath Jacob chose He Israel for 's peculiar treasure knows 5 For I do know that God the Lord is great Above all other Gods hath plac'd his seat 6 He doth what e're he please in heav'n hils steep Within the Sea and in all places deep 7 He Vapours daily causeth to ascend From one part of the earth unto the end He maketh lightning for the rain in measure He brings the wind forth of his hidden treasure 8 Who Egypt first-born smote ev'n in one night Both man and beast to make them more afright 9 Who tokens sent and wonders midst of thee On Pharaohs servants whilst the Saints went free 10 Who did great Nations slay and them annoy'd Ye mighty Kings he took and them destroy'd 11 Sihon of Amorites Og of Bashan Those Kings and all the Kingdomes of Cana'n 12 He gave their Land as heritage to dwell Unto his chosen people Is-ra-el 13 Thy Name O Lord for ever is most sure Thy memory all ages through endure 14 For God will judge his people i' th' event And likewise for their wrongs he will repent 15 Idols of heathen workes of men they are Silver and Gold cannot with God compare 16 For mouths they have yet speechless still they be Th' eyes also have yet have they none to see 17 They eke have ears yet hear they not a sound And in their mouths no breath there can be found 18 They that them make are like unto them just And so is ev'ry one that in them trust 19 blesse ye the Lord therefore O Is-ra-el And also ye in Aarons house that dwell 20 And Levi's house praise ye
the simple and obscure 8 Gods statutes make Mens hearts rejoyce for why Their just and pure enligh-te-ning the eye 9 The fear of God for ever doth endure His Judgements are most true most just most pure 10 They are beyond the reach of any Mony More sweet then hony combs or then the hony 11 By them I know tis thee I must regard In keeping them I shall have great reward 12 what man is there that can his errors spy Then clense me Lord from mine iniquity 13 And let me over sin get Victorie That I from all offences may be free 14 Lord take my words and heart into thy sight Thou art my strength do thou judge me aright PSAL. XX. 1 IN all adversitie God hear thee still And Jacobs God defend thee from all ill 2 And send thee help from his high Sanctuarie 3 And out of Sion likewise strengthen thee 4 Remembring thy offerings and sacrifice 5 Granting thy will fulfilling thy device 6 We will rejoyce in thee alone and on Thy Name we trust grant our Petition 7 The Lord will his Anointed only save And be his help if help of him he crave 8 In Charrets and in Horses some do trust But wee 'l call on our God who is most Just 9 So we do rise but they for ever fall Save Lord and let the King hear us that call PSAL. XXI 1 HOw joyful is the King for in thy brest He safely lies and therein takes his rest 2 For thou hast given him his hearts desire And ne're withheld what he did once require 3 And thou prevented'st him with manifold Blessings and set on 's head a Crown of Gold 4 He ask't thee life him thou it never gainsaid 5 But Majesty and Honour on him laid 6 For ever thou hast made me blest to be I 'm glad when I thy countenance can see 7 The King doth trust in God him he doth love God is his stay he therefore ne'r shall move 8 Thou shalt stay them that do thee once withstand And let them feel thy mighty power and hand 9 As in an Oven so burn them with Flame And in thy anger put them all to shame 10 Their fruit shall be destroyed and ev'n then Their seed may go from just and godly men 11 For they of mischeif muse against thy Name But have no power to execute the same 12 Then as a mark set them in open place And with thine arrowes keen hit them on face 13 Exalt thy self in strength Lord every hour And we will praises sing unto thy power PSAL. XXII 1 My God why dost thou me forsake or why Helps thou me not in my extremity 2 To thee O God all day I cry and call And eke all night yet hear'st thou not at all 3 Thou art the joy of Is-ra-el for ever 4 Our Parents trust thee thou didst them deliver 5 They were delivered when to thee they cri'd They trusted in thee and were not denyed 6 But now I am a worm no man become Reproach to people and their outcast scum 7 All men that ere do meet me on my way Do grin and laugh at me And thus they say 8 This man did trust in God but now wee 'l see Whether he can from us deliver thee 9 God brought me from my mothers womb to rest And kept me whil'st that I did suck her brest 10 No sooner born but I was cast on thee My God thou prov'd a loving Lord to me 11 Depart not from me in my present grief For in thy absence none can give releif 12 There 's many Buls which compassed me round Strong Bulls whose food hath been on Bashan ground 13 They gape at me as if they would me Slay Much like a Lyon Roaring for his Prey 14 I am like water shed my bones do beat And I like wax do melt ' gainst any heat 15 My strength like to a potters sherd doth dry My tongue cleaves to my jawes in dust I die 16 Sinners and Dogs beset me in the street They with curst hatred pierce my hands and see 17 I like Anatomie on me they stare When grief my flesh consum'd and bones lay bare 18 My garments eke amongst them they divide My seamless coat who shall have lots decide 19 Be not far from me therefore but make speed Thou art my strength Lord help me in my need 20 And from the Sword Lord by thy mighty power Save me from dogs that would my soul devour 21 From Lyons eke do thou deliver me From horns of Unicornes Lord set me free 22 Unto my Brethren I 'le declare thy Name And in thy Temple I 'le shew forth thy Fame 23 All that do fear the Lord praise ye his Name Jacob and Israels seed do ye the same 24 He hateth not the poor nor turns awry His Countenance but hearkeneth to their cry 25 In mid'st of Saints I will set forth thy praise And vows perform to thee behight alwayes 26 With plenty he shall satisfie the meek Their hearts shall live for ever that him seek 27 All coasts of th' earth shal turn to thee for grace The heathens worship shall thy glorious face 28 The heathens kingdom God shall have therefore And be their Governour for ever-more 29 Those that be sat on earth shall bow to thee To dust they go from death none can be free 30 A seed shall serve the Lord so shall it be Counted his own to all posteritie 31 His righteousness declares both all and some Unto a people that is yet to come PSAL. XXIII 1 GOd is my Shepheard I shall never need 2 I drink sweet waters in good ground I seed 3 When I 'm nigh lost then home he doth me take And lead me in his paths for his own sake 4 Though I were at deaths door I 'le fear none ill For with thy staff thou comfortest me still 5 Thou spread'st my head in presence of my foes Thou noint'st my table with oile my cup or'e flowes 6 While breath doth last thy grace shall me defend And in thy house my life I 'le ever spend PSAL. XXIV 1 THe earth 's the Lords all store therein is his And eke the world with those that therein is 2 For he hath founded it it safely stands On liquid waters as if 't were on Lands 3 Gods Holy Hill into who shall ascend A sure inhabitant unto the end 4 Whose heart hands life are spotless and upright 'T is such alone that are the Lords delight 5 Such shall a blessing from the Lord obtain His righteousness with them shall ere remain 6 This is the brood of them that seek thy face As Jacob did the Israelite in 's race 7 Open ye Gates ye everlasting Gate The King let enter in his glorious State 8 Who is this King The strong and mighty God The mighty Lord in battle with his Rod. 9 Open your Gate and everlasting Dore And let him in who entered before 10 Who is this King The Lord of hosts it
is The Kingdom and its Royalties are his PSAL XXV 1 TO thee I lift my soul in thee I trust 2 Save me from shame or triumph of th' unjust 3 Let none that on thee wait ashamed be Let them be sham'd which work iniquitie 4 Shew me thy ways teach me thy paths in truth 5 Thou God of my Salvation from my youth 6 With tender mercies Lord do me behold And loving kindnesse which hath been of old 7 Remember not th' sins of my youth but take Compassion on me for thy goodness sake 8 God is upright he 'l sinners teach the way 9 The meek he 'l guide if they upon him stay 10 For mercy eke and truth are all thy wayes To such as keep thy Cov'nant all their days 11 My sins are great O Lord set thou me free 12 I fear and trust thy way to chuse teach me 13 His soul at ease shall dwell his seed possess 14 The earth who fears the Lord reaps his goodness 15 Mine eyes for ever towards God are set 'T is he shall pluck my feet out of the Net 16 Turn to me now O Lord and mercy shew As to th' afflicted thou wer't wont to do 17 The troubles of my heart enlarged be Bring me forth of distresse and miserie 18 M'affliction look on and forgive my sin 19 For foes to hate me without cause begin 20 Keep thou my Soul O Lord deliver me Nor let me be asham'd I trust in thee 21 Let just uprightness Lord preserve mee ever 22 I wait on thee thy Is-ra-el deliver PSAL. XXVI 1 JUdge me O Lord for I have walk'd most just Therefore I shall ne'er slide in thee I trust 2 Examine me my heart and eke reins try 3 I 've walk'd in truth thou wer 't before mine eye 4 I never haunt vain men nor will I goe With the dissembler he 's my deadly foe 5 The companies of wicked men I hate Nor sit with them nor take them for my mate 6 But will in innocency wash my hands And so embrace thine Alter and Commands 7 That I may publish with the voyce of laud And tell of all thy wondrous works abroad 8 Thine habitation Lord how have I lov'd The place wherein thine honour dwell'th unmov'd 9 Reckon me not with sinners men of blood 10 Whose hands snatch bribes fill'd full of all but good 11 But I will walk in mine integritie Redeem O Lord and mercy shew to me 12 In Congregations I will praise thy grace So shall my foot stand stedfast in its place PSAL. XXVII 1 THe Lord he is my light my health my aid Whom shal I fear of whom shall I be'fraid 2 When that my foes ' gainst me began to brawl As if they would me eat themselves did fall 3 From whence this confidence to me doth rise No war nor hosts of men can me surprise 4 One thing I do O Lord of thee desire Thy house to dwell in and thy tents admire 5 In time of dread Lord thou wilt me secure In secret place upon a Rock most sure 6 And now my head 's advanc't above my foes I 'le sound thy Praises and thy Acts disclose 7 Hear Lord when with my voyce to thee I cry Have mercy on me answer speedily â— When thy command to me was Seek my face My heart reply'd Lord I will it embrace â— As if displeas'd hide not thy face from me Thou wast my help thou wilt my helper be â—0 When parents me forsake thou takest care â—1 My paths make plain lest enemies m'insnare 12 Preserve me from the fury of my foes who still with cruell slanders me oppose 12 Fainted I had unless believ'd to see In Land of th' living Gods goodness to me 14 Wait on the Lord take courage and he 'l be Strength to thy heart therefore on God wait ye PSAL. XXVIII 1 O Lord my Rock to thee I cry be not Thou silent lest it pit I be forgot 2 But hear my voyce when unto thee I crie With hands lift to thine Oracle on hie 3 Draw thou me not with wicked and pervert Who speak fair to their friends but fraud in heart 4 According to their deeds do them regard And as they wicked are so them reward 5 For God and eke his works regard they never But he 'l destroy them and their seed for ever 6 Blest be the Lord therefore who lent an ear The voyce of his Suppliant for to hear 7 He is my strength my sheild my hearts whole trust I helped am him magnifie I must 8 The Lord 's the strength of his Inheritance 9 Thy people save feed blesse eke and advance PSAL. XXIX 1 YE Rulers of the world give to the Lord 2 Glory and strength exalt him and his word 3 His voyce rules waters as himself doth please Commands the thunder governeth the Seas 4 Most powerfull is his voyce he makes to fall 5 The Cedar Trees of Lebanon most tall 6 They skip like Calves or Unicorns also Le-ba-non Si-ri-on where born they grow 7 The voyce of God did flames from fire take 8 And make the wilderness of Cadesh shake 9 He makes Hindes Calve and lay their fortress plain And in his Temple he 's proclaim'd by Man 10 The Lord sitteth on floods as King for ever 11 He will give strength to 's folk and them deliver PSAL. XXX 1 THou 'st lift me up therefore Lord I 'le praise thee Nor hast thou made my foes triumph o're me 2 My God to thee I cry'd thou didst me heal 3 Thou broughtst me from the grave thou art my weal. 4 Sing to the Lord ye Saints and eke give praise And in his memory rejoyce alwayes 5 His anger it indure may for a night The Morning shews his favours and delight 6 When I injoy'd the world I us'd to say I ne're shall smart nor shall my wealth decay 7 For thou O Lord didst send me strength and aid But when thou hidst thy face I was afraid 8 Therefore again O Lord I cry'd to thee Shew me thy face and eke deliver me 4 What gain is it if thou destroy my dayes I said shall dust shew forth thy wondrous praise 10 Wherefore my God some pitty I desire My soul do not forsake I thee require 11 Then didst thou turn my grief to chearfull voice Tookst off my sackcloth mad'st me to rejoyce 12 Wherefore my soul shall dayly sing the praise Of thee my glory and my God alwayes PSAL. XXXI 1 LOrd let me not be asham'd I trust in thee But in thy Righteousness deliver me 2 Hear me O Lord to help me make good speed And be thou my defence in time of need 3 For thou' rt my Rock my fortress do therefore Lead me and be my guide for ever-more 4 Thou art my strength then pluck me from that Net Which they for me most privily have set 5 Into thine hand I give my soul as due For thou 'st redeemed thou' rt my God most true 6 Those that do lying vanities
regard I hate and trust in thee alone O Lord. 7 In thee I will rejoyce thou wilt not see My soul in trouble nor adversitie 8 Nor didst thou to my foes make me to come Thou hast my feet plac't in a most large room 9 Some pitty on me take O Lord mine eye With grief 's consum'd my soul with miserie 10 My life is spent with grief with sighs my year My strength me fails my bones consume with fear 11 ' Mongst foes I am a scorn friends are dismaid My neighbours when they see me are afraid 12 As men when once they 're dead are quite forgot Just so am I or like a broken pot 13 I 've heard much slander fear was on each side When they conspir'd ' gainst me thou wert my guide 14 For I in thee O Lord did put my trust I said thou wert a God to me most just 15 My times are in thine hands deliver me From th' hand of him which is mine Enemie 16 Thy face to shine upon thy Servant make O Lord save me for thy sweet mercies sake 17 Let me ne're be asham'd on thee I call Put sinners to the shame and make them fall 18 Make dumb their lips which follow after lies And mischief do against th'upright devise 19 How great 's thy goodness laid up for them then Which fear and trust in thee for th' Sons of men 20 Thou shalt in secret keep them and them hide From strife of tongues and from the worldlings pride 21 Blest be the Lord who shew'd me all along Marvelous kindness in a City strong 22 I said in haste when I was much opprest I was cut off yet heardst thou my request 23 Ye Saints love God who doth the faithfull guide He 'l give the proud according to their pride 24 Be of good courage for the Lord 's most just He 'l strengthen you if you make him your trust PSAL. XXXII 1 THe man is blest whom God forgives his sin 2 Whose heart no guile nor fraud is found therein 3 For whilst that I my sins kept close my bones Did waste away with dayly plaints and moanes 4 Both day and night thy hand on me lay smart My moisture into dryness did convert 5 Then to confess my fault I did begin Thou didst O Lord forgive me all my sin 6 The humble man shall therefore pray to thee Floods shall not him destroy he needs not flee 7 When trouble once doth compasse me about Thou art my refuge and dost rid me out 8 I will thee teach how thou shalt walk aright And will thee guide according to my sight 9 Be not so ignorant as th' Horse or Mule Whose mouth without a bit there 's none can rule 10 There shall much sorrow find the wicked out But God the righteous compasseth about 11 Be glad in God therefore lift up your voice Y' upright in heart and in him much rejoice PSAL XXXIII 1 YE righteous in the Lord rejoyce for praise Is comely to th' upright in all their ways 2 Praise ye the Lord with harp and sing him things Of pleasantnesse with musick of ten strings 3 Play skilfully sing him a song most new 4 His words are all most pure his works most true 5 He loveth right and judgement with good will And with his goodness he the earth doth fill 6 For by his works alone were th' heavens wrought And by his breath the Hosts to passe were brought 7 He gathers Seas on heaps within the shore He layeth up the depth in house of store 8 Let all the earth fear God and let them all In awe of him be kept and on him call 9 He spake and it was done he did Command The universe is perfect out of hand 10 God brings to nought those that do evil act He maketh their device of none effect 11 The Councells of the Lord shall â—â—and most pure His thoughts t' all ge-ne-ra-ti-ons shall endure 12 Blest are all they t' whom God their guide is known Whom he doth chuse he taketh as his own 13 The Lord look't down on men mortal by birth 14 Considering the dwellers of the earth 15 He fashioneth mans heart and doth it frame Alone he knowes the working of the same 16 A King of Hosts shall not be sav'd at length Nor shall a mighty man prevail by 's strength 17 An horse for safety is most vain nor can He by his strength deliver any man 18 Behold the eyes of God the just doth aid With those that to offend him are afraid 19 Their soul to death in famine thou'lt ne're yield 20 Our souls waits on thee thou' rt our only sheild 21 Our hearts in thee shall joy still present be 22 With us who daily put our trust in thee PSAL. XXXIV 1 I 'le bless the Lord for ever and his praise Shall in my mouth continue all my dayes 2 My soul shall make her boast of God my choice Th'umble shall hear thereof and much rejoice 3 O therefore magnifie with me the Lord And let 's exalt his Name with one accord 4 For I my self him sought he lent an ear And did deliver me from all my fear 5 Who doth behold shall see his light most clear They shall not be asham'd nor need they fear 6 This poor man for relief to God did cry He sav'd him from his trouble instantly 7 Gods Angel doth Encamp them round for ever That fear his Name and he doth them deliver 8 O taste and see that God is good and just Blessed is he who maketh him his trust 9 Ye Saints fear ye the Lord to him give ear For there 's no want to them that do him fear 10 The Lyons young do rage and suffer much But who fears God no lack shall be to such 11 Come children dear unto my words give ear I will you teach how you the Lord shall fear 12 That man that would lead long a blessed life 13 Must keep his tongue from guile his lips from strife 14 From ill depart do good and peace pursue 15 To such the Lord gives ear they 're still in 's view 16 Gods face is ever ' gainst the wicked train He cuts off those that should of them remain 17 The Righteous cry God doth hear them ever Frees them from pain and them he doth deliver 18 The Lord is nigh to such as contrite be The poor and meek also them 〈◊〉 he 19 Th' afflictions of the righteous many be But God from all of them do set him fâ—ee 20 The Lord he doth preserve their Sons alway That none of them are broke or do decay 21 Sin shall the wicked slay he that doth hate The righteous shall be ever desolate 22 The Lord redeems the Souls of his nor shall Those that make him their trust be prone to fall PSAL. XXXV 1 LOrd plead my cause with those that strive ' gainst me They sought to slay but conquer'd are by thee 2 Be thou my help take hold on Spear and Shield
10 My foes reproach to me is as a sword Whil'st they thus say to me where is thy Lord 11 So sad my soul why art dis-qui-e-ted Trust still in God it shall be re-med'ed For I shall yet have cause to give him praise Who is my help and so hath been alwayes PSAL. XLIII 1 LOrd judge and plead my cause ' gainst men unjust From such alone me keep thou art my trust 2 Thou 'rt God of my strength why dost cast off me Why do I mourn cause of mine enemie 3 Thy light and truth send out to be my guide That I may tread thy paths not step aside 4 I 'le go to God then in exceeding joy And on my harp O God thee praise will I. 5 Why art so sad my soul me wearying Trust thou in God he shall thee freedom bring For I to God will alwayes give thee praise Who now 's my health and hath been all my dayes PSAL. XLIV 1 WE 've heard O God our Fathers eke us told What in their dayes thou did'st in times of old 2 How thou drov'st out the heathen with thine hand Planting our fathers in the peoples land 3 They got not by their sword or strength but by The Arm and Grace of him who is most high 4 Thou art my King help Jacob sundry wise 5 And through thy strength we 'l slay those ' gainst us rise 6 I 'le not trust bow nor can my sword me save 7 Thou keepest us from foes put'st them in grave 8 In God we boast and praise his Name for ever 9 Yet he rejects and doth not us deliver 10 Thou madest us before our foes to flee And spoild'st our goods even for our enemie 11 Thou 'st given us up like sheep ordain'd for meat Us set 'fore Heathen that they might us eat 12 Thou 'st sold thy people as a thing worth nought No gain or profit thou thereby hast sought 13 To friends thou makest us a laughing-stock Those that are round about us at us mock 14 A by-word ' mongst heathen they me do make When they me see their heads at me they shake 15 I shamed am to hear those wicked men And blush my face with red is cov'red then 16 For why we heard such blasphemies and lyes That death it is to hear their wrongs or cries 17 This falls on us yet we ne'r forget thee Nor falsly break thy Covenant did we 18 Our hearts are not turn'd back neither I say Have our steeps declined from thy way 19 Thou 'st trod me down in place where Dragons be Nor from the shade of death hast set me free 20 If we forget God and an Idol chuse 21 Thou know'st our thoughts us justly maist refuse 22 Thus all day long weâ—r killed for thy sake As sheep for slaughter enemies us take 23 Sleep not O Lord therefore but wake arise And cast us not for ever from thine eyes 24 Wherefore dost hide thy face from us or why Dost us forget in our great misery 25 Our soul 's bow'd down our belly cleaves to dust 26 For thine own sake us help in thee we trust PSAL. XLV 1 MY heart good matters of the King indites My tongue 's the peen and readily it writes 2 Thy gracious lips and beauty men exceeds God therefore blesseth thee in all thy deeds 3 Most mighty God thy sword gird on thy thigh With thy great glory and thy majesty 4 Triumphant ride with truth meekness and right Thine hand thee teach matters of dreadful might 5 Thy darts most keen i' th hearts of th' Kings foes be Whereby the people fall and worship thee 6 The Throne O God of truth is thine therefore Thy Scepter shall endure for evermore 7 Thou lov'st the good but still the evill hates God thee anoints with gladness 'bove thy mates 8 Thy vesture's rich perfum'd in which thou' rt clad Iv'ry thy Palace is to make thee glad 9 Kings Daughters thine attendants there were seen At thy right hand standeth the glo-rious Queen 10 Daughter hearken and con-si-der well Forsake thy fathers house where thou did'st dwell 11 So shall thy beauty greatly please the King He is thy God him worship in each thing 12 Then shall his Daughter gifts to thee present Th'rich seek thy favour with their whole intent 13 Most rich within 's the Daughter of the King Like burnish't gold of Ophyr's her cloathing 14 Thus comes She to the King in Robes all wrought And Virgins her com-pa-ni-ons shall be brought 15 With gladness and rejoycing on each side Into the Kings great Pallace to abide 16 Instead of Parents lost O Queen thou 'lt see Thy Sons to reign on earth and Princes be 17 Lord ever shall remembred be thy Name And eke all ages shall adore the same PSAL. XLVI 1 THe Lords our refuge strength in time of grief A very present help to give relief 2 Then fear not though Earth move and Mountains great Be tost into the Sea as to their seat 3 Though that her waters troubled be and roar Though Mountains shake eke at her swething o're 4 For there 's a River streams whereof make glad Gods City Holy Place none need be sad 5 He 's in the midst of her nought move her shall God is her help when e're on him she 'l call 6 The waters raged Kingdomes moved were God uttereth his voice they melt with fear 7 The Lord of Hosts is with us for he still Our refuge is defends us from all ill 8 Behold here what great works the Lord hath wrought The earths in-ha-bi-tants he brings to nought 9 Her wars make cease and break her Spears in sunder The Charriots burns thus are they all brought under 10 Be silent know I'm God and 't is my will O're heathen folk to be exalted still 11 The Lord of Hosts is with us and 't is he Will be our refuge in extremitie PSAL. XLVII 1 O Clap your hands all people and rejoyce Shout unto God with a triumphing voyce 2 For High is God and dreadfull are his deeds He 's great on earth there 's none that him exceeds 3 He shall subdue the folk under us all And Nations cause under our feet to fall 4 He our in-he-ri-tance for us shall chuse Jacobs excellency he 'l not refuse 5 God with a shout ascended up on high With trumpets sound he entereth the Skie 6 Sing praises unto God and to our King 7 He rules the earth all praises to him sing 8 He rules o're Heathen and sits in his throne 9 The Princes of the people joyn'd each one To Abâ—aâ—â—s God who is exalted high That he might keep them safe continually PSAL. XLVIII 1 GReat is the Lord greatly to be prais'd still In City of our God on 's Holy Hill 2 Mount Sion is the joy of all the Lands The Kings great City on the North side stands 3 God's in her Pallaces a refuge known 4 For lo the Kings assembled were each one 5 They saw it and with wonder fil'd
he that did rebell Thou did'st subdue that he with thee might dwell 19 Blessed be God who pours on us his grace From day to day he 's God of our Solace 20 He 's God alone who 's our Salvation ever And who from grief and pain doth us deliver 21 But God shall wound the head of 's enemies And th' hairy scalp of those that ill devise 22 From Bashan I he said my folk will bring From depth of Seas and from the liquid spring 23 Their feet shall dip in th' blood of those my Name That hate th' tongues of their dogs shall do the same 24 They 've seen how thou dost all thy foes deface And how thou go'st into thine holy place 25 Singers the Van lead Minsterells the reare Damsels in midsts of Timbrills playing were 26 Let Israel's Congregation praise the Lord Let Jacobs seed do th' like with one accord 27 Their chief was Ben. But Juda made the hosts With Zebulun Napthali in their coasts 28 As God hath giv'n the pow'r so Lord command The thing in us thou 'st wrought ever to stand 29 Thy temple in gifts give the Lord will we Kings at Je-ru-sa-lem give praise to thee 30 Rebuke great spear-men that prize war not peace As Bulls and Calves their tumults cause to cease Till they submit and tribute to thee yeeld Scatter thou them and make them quit the field 31 Princes from Egypt then shall come to see And Ethiopia stretch her hand to thee 32 Ye Kingdomes of the Earth sing to the Lord And to our God all praises due afford 33 To him that rides upon the Heavens high That was of old his voice doth peirce the skie 34 All strength to God ascribe praise him aloud His strength mounts Is-ra-el and 's o're the cloud 35 O God thy holiness is dread e're more Jacobs God gives us strength praise him therefore PSAL. LXIX SAVe me O God lest waters me o're spread So nigh my soul they come I 'm fore afraid 2 I stick in mire and almost drowned be I feel no ground the seas so o're flow me 3 With crying oft I faint my throat is drie Mine eyes me fail while I look God on high 4 My foes that hurt my soul with hate are led In number they surmount th' haires of my head They vex me causlesse prosper and are glad And make me give the things that I ne're had 5 O Lord thou know'st the foolishnesse of me Nor are my iniquities hid from thee 6 Let none that seek and wait on thee have shame 7 Because I 've born reproach that bears thy Name 8 Unto my brethren stranger I became And to Mothers son I alien am 9 For th' zeal to thee I bear they fall on me I grieve to hear their checks and taunts at thee 10 I wept chastned my soul with fast yet they To give me great reproach do not delay 11 Of sackcloth also I my garment made As of a Proverb so of me they said 12 They speak ' gainst me that sit within the Gate And drunkards frequently of me do prate 13 Lord then I pray that when it pleaseth thee Thou wilt alway send down thine aide to me 14 Let me not sinck but from the mire me keep From enemies and from the waters deep 15 Lest with the waves the depth should me devour And that the pit should shut me in her power 16 O Lord to me give ear for thou' rt most kind As thou art mercifull have me in mind 17 Hide not thy face from me O Lord for I In trouble am but answer speedily 18 Redeem my soul O Lord do thou draw nigh And me deliver from mine enemy 19 Thou know'st what shame and troubles fall on me For all mine enemies before thee be 20 Reproach and heaviness my heart have broke I look't for pity but none eas'd the stroke 21 And in my meat they also gave me gall When thirst they gave me Vinegar withall 22 Lord make their table then become a snare That prove their trap where they thought well to fare 23 Blind thou their eyes that they may never see And to themselves a terrour let them be 24 Thy wrath and indignation on them pour In thy displeasure cease on them each hour 25 Let thou their dwelling place be desolate Let none dwell in their tents but all them hate 26 Where thou dost smite they wound without relief Whom thou dost wound they still augment their grief 27 Adde sin unto their sin nor let them come 28 Into thine own account or th' righteous sum 29 But poor O God and sorrowfull am I Let thy salvation set me up on high 30 Then with a song I 'le praise thy holy Name And with thanksgiving magnifie the same 31 This Offering far please thee better shall Then either Ox or Bullock from the stall 32 The humble shall see this also the meek Your hearts shall live which after God do seek 33 He hears the poor nor pris'ners doth despise 34 Earth Seas him praise and all above the skies 35 He 'l Juda's City build and Sion save Much people there their dwelling place shall have 36 Seed of his servants there inherit shall Who loves his Name shall it possesse withall PSAL. LXX 1 MAke haste O God make haste me to deliver Make haste to help me thou' rt my God for ever 2 Put them to shame which do my soul pursue Put them to flight that seek to make me rue 3 For a reward of shame turn them away That scornfully at me do cry Aha 4 Let all those that thee seek be glad rejoyce Such as thee love thee magnifie in voyce 5 But I poor needy am deliver me Thou art my help Lord therefore set me free PSAL. LXXI 1 O Lord my God I trust in thy great Name Let me therefore never be put to shame 2 And in thy righteousness deliver me Incline thine ear and also set me free 3 Be thou my rock to whom resort I may Thou said'st thou would'st my fortresse be alway 4 From th' wicked's hands O Lord deliver me And from those hands that work iniquitie 5 Thou art my hope in whom I dayly trust Ev'n from my youth to thee I had a lust 6 Thou hast me kept e're since that I was born Therefore I 'le praise thee evening and morn 7 As to a wonder folk to me do throng But thou to me O Lord art refuge strong 8 Let thou my mouth be filled with thy praise And of thine honour let me talk alwayes 9 Refuse me not when age my limbs doth take Though strength me fail do not my soul forsake 10 For all my foes would take me through deceit And they that for my soul do dayly wait 11 Say God's forsook him let 's him threaten ever For there is none that now can him deliver 12 O Lord thou need ne're absent from me be But in great haste do thou give help to me 13 Confound my foes and make them all
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
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
his holy Name All you that fear the Lord do ye the same 21 Blesse ye the Lord who doth in Sion dwell And in Jerusalem his praise forth-tell PSAL. CXXXVI 1 GIve thanks unto the Lord for he 's most pure His mercy eke it doth for ay indure 2 Give thanks unto the God of Gods alway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 3 Give thanks unto the Lord of Lords for he And eke his mercy shall for ever be 4 To him that wonders doth ev'n in mens view For he his mercy shall for ever shew 5 To him that did by wisdom heaven frame For 's mercy dures for ay blest be his Name 6 To him that stretch't out earth the seas above For 's mercy dures for ay blest be his love 7 To him that lights did make most great and pure For 's mercy doth both now and ay indure 8 The Sun he made to rule the day most clear Foâ—'s mercy doth both now and ay appear 9 The Moon and Stars by night do bear their sway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 10 To him that Egypt smote in their first-born For 's mercy dures at ev'ning and at morn 11 Who Israel them from among did bring For th' mercy dures for ay of God our King 12 With hand most strong and arm stretch't out most pure For 's mercy doth for ever-more indure 13 To him in parts which did th'red sea divide For 's mercy doth both now and ay abide 14 For 's Is-ra-el through th' midst of 't he made way For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 51 But he therein Pharaoh and 's hosts o'rethrew For he to his shall mercy ever shew 16 To him which th' desert through did with his walk For 's mercy dures for ay unto his folk 17 To him which smote great Kings without delay For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 18 Who Kings slew and none of them would d'liver His mercy for it doth indure for ever 19 As Sihon who of Amorites was King For 's mercy it through Kingdomes e're doth ring 20 And Og of Bashan King he eke did slay For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay 21 Their Land an heritage for eke he gave For 's mercy dures for ay his folk to save 22 Even unto his Servant Is-ra-el For 's mercy doth with his for ever dwell 23 Who in ouâ— low estate did us deliver For he and eke his mercy dures for ever 24 And hath redeemed us ev'n from our foe For 's mercy dures for ay to us below 25 Who in due time doth food to all flesh give For 's mercy dures for ay his folk shall live 26 O give great thanks to God above alway For 's mercy doth indure both now and ay PSAL. CXXXVII 1 WE all sat down by th'floods of Babylon And wept when that on Sion we thought on 2 In midst thereof upon the Willow tree Our harps and other instruments hang'd we 3 For they us taunt that wasted us full sore And they to whom we pris'ners were before 4 O how shall we our Gods high praises sing In forraign Nations under a strange King 5 Jerusalem if I neglect thee yet Let my right hand its cunning quite forget 6 Let tongue to mouth cleave thee forget if I If I prefer not thee 'bove my chief joy 7 Remember Lord ev'n Edoms cruelty ' Gainst thy Jerusalem in'ts misery Raise it cry'd they lay 't level with the ground No stone upon a stone let hence be found 8 But thou O Babylon destroy'd shall be He happy is that so rewardeth thee 9 Happy is he that takes thy little ones And dasheth them in streets against the stones PSAL. CXXXVIII 1 WIth my whole heart O Lord I will thee praise To thee 'fore Gods I will give thanks always 2 I 'le worship t'wards the temple praise thy Name Thy kindness truth for th' word 's above the same 3 Th' day when I cry'd O Lord thou answered'st me My weak'ned soul strength'ned was by thee 4 All Kings on earth thee praise with one accord When they shall hear the words ev'n of the Lord. 5 Yea they shall speak and of thy praises sing For great 's the glory of the Lord our King 6 Though God be high yet th' poor he doth respect The proud he knows a far doth them reject 7 Though I in grief walk thou wilt me revive Thou 'lt stretch thine arm ' gainst those that with me strive 8 What me concerns the Lord will perfect still His mercy's ay forsake me he ne're will PSAL. CXXXIX 1 O Lord thou hast me search't my heart and wayes Thou see'st my secret motions all my dayes 2 Thou know'st my sitting rising up also Thou understands my thoughts though far thee fro 3 My lying down and path's compast by thee Acquainted with thou all my wayes dost see 4 For in my tongue lo there is not a word But 's altogether known to thee O Lord. 5 Thou 'st me beset behinde before also By thy right hand thou teachest me to go 6 Such knowledge is too wonderful and high Beyond my reach I cannot it discry 7 Ev'n from thy Spirit whether go shall I Or whether shall I from thy presence flie 8 If I ascend to Heaven thou art there Or bed in Hell make thou art every where 9 Or if I take the wings of morning day And dwell i' th' utmost parts ev'n of the Sea 10 Ev'n there also thine hand shall lead me out And thy right hand shall compasse me about 11 Or if I say darknesse shall cover me I' th' darkest night thy glorious eyes can see 12 Darknesse and night hideth not from thy face Yea dark is light to thee in every place 13 For all my reins possessed are by thee In Mothers womb thou still did'st cover me 14 I 'le praise thee for I 'm wonderfully made Thy works are great my Soul know's thee its aid 15 My limbs though secret made not hid from thee But in earths lowest parts wrought curiouslie 16 Thine eyes did see me in unperfect frame Thou writes my sev'ral parts perfects the same 17 How precious are thy thoughts to me O Lord How great 's the Sum of them for to record 18 If reckon them I should they passe the sand When I awake I 'm still at thy commmand 19 As for the wicked them thou'lt surely slay Depart from me ye bloody ones I say 20 For they 'r still speaking wickedly ' gainst thee Thy foes thy Name in vain oft take I see 21 Hate I not them O Lord that hate thee still Hate I nor those ' gainst thee that set their will 22 Yea them with perfect hatred hate do I I count them as my utter enemie 23 Search me O Lord and also try my heart And know my thoughts I 'le ne'r from thee depart 24 An I see in me if there be wicked way And lead me in thy truth O Lord for ay PSAL. 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