dead to others they let go Their inward thought is that their house and dwelling places shall Stand through all ages they their lands by their own names do call But yet in honour shall not man abide continually But passing hence may be compar'd unto the beasts that dy Thus brutish folly plainly is their wisedome and their way Yet their posteritie approve what they do fondly say Like sheep they in the grave are laid and death shall them devour And in the morning upright men shall over them have pow'r Their beautie from their dwelling shall consume within the grave But from hells hand God will mee free for he shall me receive Be thou not then afraid when one enriched thou dost see Nor when the glory of his house advanced is on hie For he shall carry nothing hence when death his dayes doth end Nor shall his glory after him into the grave descend Although he his own soul did blesse whilst he on earth did live And when thou to thy self dost well men will thee peaises give He to his fathers race shall go they never shall see light Man honour'd wanting knowledge is like beasts that perish quite PSAL. L. A Psalm of Asaph THe mighty God the Lord hath spoken and did call The earth from rising of the sun to where he hath his fall From out of Sion hill which of excellency And beautie the perfection is God shined gloriously Our God shall surely come keep silence shall not He Before Him fire shall waste great storms shall round about Him be Unto the heaven's clear He from above shall call And to the earth likewise that He may judge his people all Together let my saints unto me gathered be Those that by sacrifice have made a covenant with me And then the heavens shall his righteousnesse declare Because the Lord himself is He by whom men judged are My people Israel hear speak will I from on hie Against thee I will testifie God ev'n thy God am I. I for thy sacrifice no blame will on thee lay Nor for burnt-offrings which to me thou off'redst every day I 'le take no calf nor goats from house or fold of thine For beasts of forrests cattell all on thousand hills are mine The fowls on mountains high are all to me well known Wilde beasts which in the fields do ly ev'n they are all mine own Then if I hungry were I would not tell it thee Because the world and fulnesse all thereof belongs to me Will I eat flesh of buls or goats bloud drink will I Thanks offer thou to God and pay thy vows to the most hie And call upon me when in trouble thou shalt be I will deliver thee and thou my Name shalt glorifie But to the wicked man God saith my laws and truth Shouldst thou declare how darst thou take my covenant in thy mouth Sith thou instruction hates which should thy wayes direct And sith my words behinde thy back thou casts and dost reject When thou a thief didst see with him thou didst consent And with the vile adulterers partaker on thou went Thou giv'st thy mouth to ill thy tongue deceit doth frame Thou sits and ' gainst thy brother speaks thy mothers son does shame Because I silence kept while thou these things hast wrought That I was altogether like thy self hath been thy thought Yet I will thee reprove and set before thine eyes In order ranked thy misdeeds and thine iniquities Now ye that God forget this carefully consider Lest I in pieces tear you all and none can you deliver Who so doth offer praise me glorifies and I Will shew him Gods salvation that orders right his way Another of the same THe mighty God the Lord hath spoke and call'd the earth upon Ev'n from the rising of the sun unto his going down From out of Sion his own hill where the perfection hie Of beauty is from thence the Lord hath shined gloriously Our God shall come and shall no more be silent but speak out Before him fire shall waste great storms shall compasse him about He to the heavens from above and to the earth below Shall call that He his judgement may before his people show Let all my saints together be unto me gathered Those that by sacrifice with me a covenant have made And then the heavens shall declare His righteousnesse abroad Because the Lord himself doth come none else is judge but God Hear O my people and I 'le speak O Israel by name Against thee I will testifie God ev'n thy God I am I for thy sacrifices few reprove thee never will Nor for burnt-offrings to have been before me offred still I 'le take no bullock nor hee-goats from house nor folds of thine For beasts of forrests cattell all on thousand hills are mine The fowls are all to me well known that mountains high do yeeld And I do challenge as mine own the wilde beasts of the field If I were hungry I would not to thee for need complain For earth and all its fulnesse doth to me of right pertain That I to eat the flesh of bulls take pleasure dost thou think Or that I need to quench my thirst the bloud of goats to drink Nay rather unto me thy God thanksgiving offer thou To the most high perform thy word and fully pay thy vow And in the day of trouble great see that thou call on me I will deliver thee and thou my Name shalt glorifie But God unto the wicked saith why should thou mention make Of my commands how dar'st thou in thy mouth my covenant take Sith it is so that thou dost hate all good instruction And sith thou casts behinde thy back and slights my words each one When thou a thief didst see then straight thou joyn'd with him in sin And with the vile adulterers thou hast partaker bin Thy mouth to evill thou dost give thy tongue deceit doth frame Thou sitst and ' gainst thy brother speak'st thy mothers son to shame These things thou wickedly hast done and I have silent bin Thou thought that I was like thy self and did approve thy sin But I will sharply thee reprove and I will order right Thy sins and thy transgressions in presence of thy sight Consider this and be afraid ye that forget the Lord Left I in pieces tear you all when none can help afford Who offereth praise me glorifies I will shew Gods salvation To him that ordereth aright his life and conversation PSAL. LI. To the chief musician A Psalm of David when Nathan the prophet came unto him after he had gone in to Bath-sheba AFter thy loving kindnesse Lord have mercy upon me For thy compassions great blot out all mine iniquitie Me cleanse from sin and throughly wash from mine iniquitie For my transgressions I confesse my sin I ever see ' Gainst thee thee onely have I sinn'd in thy sight done this ill That when thou speaks thou may be just and clear in judging still Behold I in iniquity was
pow'rfull voice it is that comes out from the Lord most hie The voice of that great Lord is full of glorious majestie The voice of the Eternall doth asunder cedars tear Yea God the Lord doth cedars break that Lebanon doth bear He makes them like a calf to skip ev'n that great Lebanon And like to a young unicorn the mountain Sirion Gods voice divides the flames of fire The desert it doth shake The Lord doth make the wildernesse of Kadesh all to quake Gods voice doth make the hindes to calve it makes the forrests bare And in his Temple every one his glory doth declare The Lord sits on the flouds the Lord sits King and ever shall The Lord will give his people strength and with peace blesse them all PSAL. XXX A Psalm and song at the dedication of the house of David LOrd I will thee extoll for thou hast lifted me on hie And over me thou to rejoyce mad'st not mine enemie O thou who art the Lord my God I in distresse to thee With loud crys lifted up my voice and thou hast healed me O Lord my soul thou hast brought up and rescu'd from the grave That I to pit should not go down alive thou didst me save O ye that are his holy ones sing praise unto the Lord And give unto him thanks when you his holinesse record For but a moment lasts his wrath life in his favour lyes Weeping may for a night endure at morn doth joy arise In my prosperitie I said that nothing shall me move O Lord thou hast my mountain made to stand strong by thy love But when that thou O gracious God didst hide thy face from me Then quickly was my prosperous state turn'd into miserie Wherefore unto the Lord my cry I caused to ascend My humble supplication I to the Lord did send What profit is there in my bloud when I go down to pit Shall unto thee the dust give praise thy truth declare shall it Hear Lord have mercy help me Lord. From me thou turn'd my sadnesse To dancing yea my sackcloth loos'd and girded me with gladnesse That sing thy praise my glory may and never silent be O Lord my God for evermore I will give thanks to thee PSAL. XXXI To the chief musician A Psalm of David IN thee O Lord I put my trust sham'd let me never be According to thy righteousnesse do thou deliver me Bow down thine ear to me with speed send me deliverance To save me my strong rock be thou and my house of defence Because thou art my rock and thee I for my fortresse take Therefore do thou me lead and guide ev'n for thine own Names sake And sith thou art my strength therefore pull me out of the net Which they in subtiltie for me so privily have set Into thine hands I do commit my sp'rit for thou art he O thou Jehovah God of truth that hast redeemed me Those that do lying vanities regard I have abhor'd But as for me my confidence is fixed on the Lord. I 'le in thy mercy gladly joy for thou my miseries Considered hast thou hast my soul known in adversities And thou hast not inclosed me within the enemies hand And by thee have my feet been made in a large room to stand O Lord upon me mercy have for trouble is on me Mine eye my belly and my soul with grief consumed be Because my life with grief is spent my years with sighs and grones My strength doth fail and for my sin consumed are my bones I was a scorn to all my foes and to my friends a fear And specially reproacht of those that were my neighbours near When they me saw they from me fled Ev'n so I am forgot As men are out of minde when dead I 'm like a broken pot For slanders I of many hear'd fear compast me while they Against me did consult and plot to take my life away But as for me O Lord my trust upon thee I did lay And I to thee thou art my God did confidently say My times are wholly in thine hand do thou deliver me From their hands that mine enemies and persecuters be Thy countenance to shine do thou upon thy servant make Unto me give salvation for thy great mercies sake Let me not be asham'd O Lord for on thee call'd I have Let wicked men be sham'd let them be silent in the grave To silence put the lying lips that grievous things do say And hard reports in pride and scorn on righteous men do lay How great 's the goodnesse thou for them that fear thee keepst in store And wroughtst for them that trust in thee the sons of men before In secret of thy presence thou shalt hide them from mans pride From strife of tongues thou closely shalt as in a tent them hide All praise and thanks be to the Lord for he hath magnify'd His wondrous love to me within a city fortify'd For from thine eyes cut off I am I in my haste had said My voice yet heardst thou when to thee with cryes my moan I made O love the Lord all ye his saints because the Lord doth guard The faithfull and he plenteously proud doers doth reward Be of good courage and he strength unto your heart shall send All ye whose hope and confidence doth on the Lord depend PSAL XXXII A Psalm of David Maschil O Blessed is the man to whom is freely pardoned All the transgression he hath done whose sin is covered Blest is the man to whom the Lord imputeth not his sin And in whose sp'rit there is no guile nor fraud is found therein When as I did refrain my speech and silent was my tongue My bones then waxed old because I roared all day long For upon me both day and night thine hand did heavie ly So that my moisture turned is in summers drought thereby I thereupon have unto thee my sin acknowledged And likewise mine iniquitie I have not covered I will confesse unto the Lord my trespasses said I And of my sin thou freely didst forgive th'iniquity For this shall every godly one his prayer make to thee In such a time he shall thee seek as found thou mayest be Surely when flouds of waters great do swell up to the brim They shall not over-whelm his soul nor once come near to him Thou art my hiding-place thou shalt from trouble keep me free Thou with songs of deliverance about shalt compasse me I will instruct thee and thee teach the way that thou shalt go And with mine eye upon thee set I will direction show Then be not like the horse or mule which do not understand Whose mouth lest they come near to thee a bridle must command Unto the man that wicked is his sorrows shall abound But him that trusteth in the Lord mercy shall compasse round Ye righteous in the Lord be glad in him do ye rejoyce All ye that upright are in heart for joy lift up your voyce PSAL. XXXIII YE
infirm am I and broken am so sore That through disquiet of my heart I have been made to roare O Lord all that I do desire is still before thine eye And of my heart the secret groans not hidden are from thee My heart doth pant uncessantly my strength doth quite decay As for mine eyes their wonted light is from me gone away My lovers and my friends do stand at distance from my sore And those do stand aloof that were kinsmen and kind before Yea they that seek my life lay snares who seek to do me wrong Speak things mischievous and deceits imagine all day long But as one deaf that heareth not I suffered all to passe I as a dumb man did become whose mouth not op'ned was As one that hears not in whose mouth are no reproofs at all For Lord I hope in thee my God thou 'lt hear me when I call For I said hear me lest they should rejoyce ov'r me with pride And ov'r me magnifie themselves when as my foot doth slide For I am near to halt my grief is still before mine eye For I 'le declare my sin and grieve for mine iniquity But yet mine enemies lively are and strong are they beside And they that hate me wrongfully are greatly multipli'de And they for good that render ill as enemies me withstood Yea ev'n for this because that I do follow what is good Forsake me not O Lord my God far from me never be O Lord thou my salvation art haste to give help to me PSAL. XXXIX To the chief musician even to Jeduthun A Psalm of David I Said I will look to my wayes lest with my tongue I sin In sight of wicked men my mouth with bridle I 'le keep in With silence I as dumb became I did my self restrain From speaking good but then the more increased was my pain My heart within me waxed hot and while I musing was The fire did burn and from my tongue these words I did let passe Mine end and measure of my dayes O Lord unto me show What is the same that I thereby my frailtie well may know Lo thou my dayes an hand-bredth mad'st mine age is in thine eye As nothing sure each man at best is wholly vanity Sure each man walks in a vain show they vex themselves in vain He heaps up wealth and doth not know to whom it shall pertain And now O Lord. what wait I for my hope is fix'd on thee Free me from all my trespasses the fools scorn make not me Dumb was I opening not my mouth because this work was thine Thy stroke take from me by the blow of thine hand I do pine When with rebukes thou dost correct man for iniquity Thou wastes his beautie like a moth sure each man's vanity Attend my cry Lord at my tears and pray'rs not silent be I sojourn as my fathers all and stranger am with thee O spare thou me that I my strength recover may again Before from hence I do depart and here no more remain PSAL. XL. To the chief musician A Psalm of David I Waited for the Lord my God and patiently did bear At length to me he did incline my voice and cry to hear He took me from a fearfull pit and from the myrie clay And on a rock he set my feet establishing my way He put a new song in my mouth our God to magnify Many shall see it and shall fear and on the Lord rely O blessed is the man whose trust upon the Lord relyes Respecting not the proud nor such as turn aside to lies O Lord my God full many are the wonders thou hast done Thy gracious thoughts to us ward far above all thoughts are gone In order none can reckon them to thee if them declare And speak of them I would they moe then can be numbred are No sacrifice nor offering didst thou at all desire Mine ears thou bor'd sin-offring thou and burnt didst not require Then to the Lord these were my words I come behold and see Within the volume of thy Book it written is of me To do thy will I take delight O thou my God that art Yea that most holy Law of thine I have within my heart Within the congregation great I righteousnesse did preach Lo thou dost know O Lord that I refrained not my speech I never did within my heart conceal thy righteousnesse I thy salvation have declar'd and shown thy faithfulnesse Thy kindnesse which most loving is concealed have not I Nor from the congregation great have hid thy verity Thy tender mercies Lord from me O do thou not restrain Thy loving kindnesse and thy truth let them me still maintain For ills past reck'ning compasse me and mine iniquities Such hold upon me taken have I cannot lift mine eyes They more then hairs are on mine head thence is my heart dismaid Be pleased Lord to rescue me Lord hasten to mine aid Sham'd and confounded be they all that seek my soul to kill Yea let them backward driven be and sham'd that wish me ill For a reward of this their shame confounded let them be That in this manner scoffing say Aha aha to me In thee let all be glad and joy who seeking thee abide Who thy salvation love say still the Lord be magnifi'd I 'm poor and needy yet the Lord of me a care doth take Thou art my help and Saviour my God no tarrying make PSAL. XLI To the chief musician A Psalm of David BLessed is he that wisely doth the poor mans case consider For when the time of trouble is the Lord will him deliver God will him keep yea save alive on earth he blest shall live And to his enemies desire thou wilt him not up give God will give strength when he on bed of languishing doth mourn And in his sicknesse sore O Lord thou all his bed will turn I said O Lord do thou extend thy mercie unto me O do thou heal my soul for why I have offended thee Those that to me are enemies of me do evill say When shall he die that so his name may perish quite away To see me if he comes he speaks vain words but then his heart Heaps mischief to it which he tells when forth he doth depart My haters joyntly whispering ' gainst me my hurt devise Mischief say they cleaves fast to him he lyeth and shall not rise Yea ev'n mine own familiar friend on whom I did rely Who ate my bread ev'n he his heel against me lifted hie But Lord be mercifull to me and up again me raise That I may justly them requite according to their wayes By this I know that certainly I favoured am by thee Because my hatefull enemy triumphs not over me But as for me thou me upholdst in mine integrity And me before thy countenance thou setst continually The Lord the God of Israel be blest for ever then From age to age eternally Amen yea and amen PSAL. XLII To the chief musician Maschil for
low The bloudy and deceitfull men shall not live half their dayes But upon thee with confidence I will depend alwayes PSAL. LVI To the chief musician upon Jonath-elemrechokim Michtam of David when the Philistines took him in Gath. SHew mercy Lord to me for man would swallow me outright He me oppresseth while he doth against me daily fight They daily would me swallow up that hate me spitefully For they be many that do fight against me O most hie When I 'm afraid I 'le trust in thee In God I 'le praise his word I will not fear what flesh can do my trust is in the Lord. Each day they wrest my words their thoughts ' gainst me are all for ill They meet they lurk they mark my steps waiting my soul to kill But shall they by iniquitie escape thy judgement so O God with indignation down do thou the people throw My wandrings all what they have been thou know'st their number took Into thy bottle put my tears are they not in thy book My foes shall when I cry turn back I know 't God is for me In God his word I 'le praise his word in God shall praised be In God I trust I will not fear what man can do to me Thy vows upon me are O God I 'le render praise to thee Wilt thou not who from death me sav'd my feet from falls keep free To walk before God in the light of those that living be PSAL. LVII To the chief musician Al-taschith Michtam of David when he fled from Saul in the cave BE mercifull to me O God thy mercy unto me Do thou extend because my soul doth put her trust in thee Yea in the shadow of thy wings my refuge I will place Untill these sad calamities do wholly overpasse My cry I will cause to ascend unto the Lord most hie To God who doth all things for me perform most perfectly From heav'n he shall send down and me from his reproach defend That would devour me God his truth and mercy forth shall send My soul among fierce lions is I firebrands live among Mens sons whose teeth are spears and darts a sharp sword is their tongue Be thou exalted very high above the heav'ns O God Let thou thy glory be advanc'd o're all the earth abroad My soul 's bow'd down for they a net have laid my steps to snare Into the pit which they have dig'd for me they fallen are My heart is fixt my heart is fixt O God I 'le sing and praise My glory wake wake psaltry harp my self I 'le early raise I 'le praise thee 'mong the people Lord 'mong nations sing will I For great to heav'n thy mercy is thy truth is to the sky O Lord exalted be thy Name above the heav'ns to stand Do thou thy glory far advance above both sea and land PSAL. LVIII To the chief musician Al-taschith Michtam of David DO ye O congregation indeed speak righteousnesse O ye that are the sons of men judge ye with uprightnesse Yea ev'n within your very hearts ye wickednesse have done And ye the violence of your hands do weigh the earth upon The wicked men estranged are ev'n from the very womb They speaking lies do stray as soon as to the world they come Unto a serpents poyson like their poyson doth appear Yea they are like the adder deaf that closely stops her ear That so she may not hear the voice of one that charm her would No not though he most cunning were and charm most wisely could Their teeth O God within their mouth break thou in pieces small The great teeth break thou out O Lord of these young lions all Let them like waters melt away which downward still do flow In pieces cut his arrows all when he shall bend his bow Like to a snail that melts away let each of them be gone Like womans birth untimely that they never see the sun He shall them take away before your pots the thorns can finde Both living and in fury great as with a stormy winde The righteous when he vengeance sees he shall be joyfull then The righteous one shall wash his feet in bloud of wicked men So men shall say the righteous man reward shall never misse And verily upon the earth a God to judge there is PSAL. LIX To the chief musician Al-taschith Michtam of David when Saul sent and they watched the house to kill him MY God deliver me from those that are mine enemies And do thou me defend from those that up against me rise Do thou deliver me from them that work iniquity And give me safety from the men of bloud cruelty For lo they for my soul lay wait the mighty do combine Against me Lord not for my fault nor any sin of mine They run and without fault in me themselves do ready make Awake to meet me with thy help and do thou notice take Awake therefore Lord God of hosts thou God of Israel To visit Heathen all spare none that wickedly rebell At ev'ning they go to and fro they make great noise and sound Like to a dog and often walk about the city round Behold they belch out with their mouth and in their lips are swords For they do say thus who is he that now doth hear our words But thou O Lord shalt laugh at them and all the Heathen mock While he 's in pow'r I 'le wait on thee for God is my high rock He of my mercy that is God betimes shall me prevent Upon mine enemies God shall let me see mine hearts content Them slay not left my folk forget but scatter them abroad By thy strong pow'r and bring them down O thou our shield and God For their mouths sin and for the words that from their lips do fly Let them be taken in their pride because they curse and lye In wrath consume them them consume that so they may not be And that in Jacob God doth rule to th' earths ends let them see At evening let thou them return making great noise and sound Like to a dog and often walk about the city round And let them wander up and down in seeking food to eat And let them grudge when they shall not be satisfi'd with meat But of thy pow'r I 'le sing aloud at morn thy mercy praise For thou to me my refuge wast and towr in troublous dayes O God that art my strength I will sing praises unto thee For God is my defence a God of mercy unto me PSAL. LX. To the chief musician upon Shushan-eduth Michtam of David to teach when he strove with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah when Joab returned and smote of Edom in the valley of salt twelve thousand O Lord thou hast rejected us and scattered us abroad Thou justly hast displeased been return to us O God The earth to tremble thou hast made therein didst breaches make Do thou thereof the breaches heal because the land doth shake Unto thy people thou hard