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
3 ' Gainst those that persecute me win the Field 4 Confound and bring to shame mine enemies To hurt and wrong my Soul they still devise 5 As chaff 'fore wind thine Angel still them chase 6 And persecute them in dark slipry place 7 For without cause in pit they hid a Net To take my soul which without cause they set 8 At unawares let him be catch't in thraul And in the Net he set for others fall 9 My soul thus sav'd shall joyfully record And sound the wondrous praises of the Lord. 10 My bones shall say Lord who is like to thee That poor thus say'st from their strong enemie 11 False witness to my charge lay things untrue Guilty would make me of what I ne're knew 12 And for my good they do reward me ill My soul disquieting seeks it to spill 13 But as for me when they were sick I mourn'd Cloth'd me in sackcloth and my prayer return'd 14 Upon my self whilst I like as a brother Hung down my head and mourn'd as for a mother 15 But they rejoyce in mine adversitie In multitudes combining still ' gainst me Though I were ignorant and did't not fear They cruelly ceas't not my flesh to tear 16 With hypocriticall feast-mockers they Gnashed their teeth as if they would me slay 17 How long wilt thou look on Lord rescue me From Dogs and Lyons paws eke set me free 18 In congregation great I 'le praise thy Name And ' mongst much people I 'le advance thy fame 19 Let not my causeless foes have cause to see The day wherein they 'd triumph over me 20 They speak not peace but ever under hand mischeif devise ' gainst th' quiet of the land 21 Their mouth they open wide at me and say A ha our eyes have seen it this our day 22 This thou seest be not silent nor from me 23 But in thy justice wake Lord set me free 24 Judge me according to thy Righteousness Nor let my foes rejoyce in my distresse 25 Let not them in their hearts insult and say So would we have it ha he 's made our prey 26 Cloath them with shame confusion miserie Who seek themselves ' gainst me to magnifie 27 But let them joy that my just cause do love And sing aloud exalt our God above Who doth delight and in himself to see His servants prosper in prosperitie 28 My Tongue it shall speak of thy righteousness And all my dayes thy praises shall express XXXVI 1 TH' transgression of the wicked tells to me From him he puts Gods fear he will not see 2 Himself in his own eyes he flatters still Whilest that his deeds be found hateful and ill 3 For in his mouth sin and deceit doth dwell Not wise not good he doth his deeds do tell 4 Upon his bed mischeif he doth devise Abhors not evill doth all good despise 5 Thy mercy Lord reacheth the Heavens hie Thy Faithfulness above the cloudy Skie 6 Thy Righteousness like Mountaines Truth Seas deep For thou preservest man and beasts doth keep 7 O Lord thy loving kindness doth excell Therefore men trust under thy wings to dwel 8 Thy houses fatness fills them to the brink Thy rivers pleasure in full draught they drink 9 Th' fountain of life in thee alone doth lie And in thy light a lasting light we spie 10 To them that know the Lord thy goodness shew Thy righteousness to those in heart most true 11 Let not the proud mans foot against me come Nor hands of wicked cause me quit my room 12 There wicked are cast down mine enemies They 'r faln and are not able to arise PSAL. XXXVII 1 BEcause of evill doers do not fret To envy wicked men do thou forget 2 For as the grasse cut down they 'l fade away And as the herbs they 'l wither and decay 3 Trust in the Lord do good so shalt thou dwell In land of th' living and be fed full well 4 Eke in the Lord delight and then shall he What ere thy heart requesteth give to thee 5 Thy wayes to God commit and in him trust And he 'l acomplish thy desires just 6 He will bring forth thy Righteousness in sight And thy just dealing as the Noon-day light 7 Rest in the Lord fret not wait patiently Though they 〈◊〉 prosper that wickedly 1 From Anger Wrath and to do evil cease Fret not thy self disturbing thy souls peace 9 For evil doers shall in their demerit Be all destroyed the just their land inherit 10 For yet a little and the wicked's gone Though thou them diligently seek there 's none 11 As for the meek they shall possess the land Delight in thee none can their peace withstand 12 The wicked plot gnash teeth against the just 13 God laugh's at him for he to tryal must 14 Though they draw sword bend bow and seek to slay And to o'rethrow the just in their right way 15 Their sword shall enter into their own heart Their bow be broken to encrease their smart 16 A little that the Righteous hath is more Then all the wicked's riches heapt up store 17 Broken shall be the wicked's strength and arms But God upholds the right'ous from all harms 18 God knows the day of the upright they shall Enjoy Inheritance perpetuall 19 Nor shall they be ashamed in th' evil dayes But in the time of famine eat and praise 20 But wicked perish shall Gods enemies As fat of Lambs consume or smoak that flies 21 The wicked borrow but do not restore Th' righteous mercies reach unto the poor 22 Such as be blest of him the earth shall herit Such as be curst cut off for their demerit 23 A good mans steps the Lord doth order still His way delights in saveth him from ill 24 And though he fall he shall not quite decay For th' hand of God is his support and stay 25 I have been young am old yet did ne'r see The just beg bread nor his posteritie 26 He 's mercifull and lends his seed is blest 27 Depart from ill do good and ever rest 28 God judgement loves his Saints he ne'r forsakes But of the wickeds seed no care he takes 29. Th' just the Land inherits dwels for ever 30 His mouth speak wise 's tongue doth judgment deliver 31 The Law of God is graven in his heart None of his steps shall slide nor he depart 32 The wicked watch the just seek him to slay 33 But God will not condemn though him judge they 34 On God wait keep his way he 'l exalt thee And wicked quite cut off thine eye't shall see 35 I 've seen the wicked in prosperitie Spreading himself much like a green bay-tree 36 Yet by he past for lo he was not sound I sought him but he no where could be found 37 The perfect man then mark behold th' upright His end is peace and glorious is his night 38 Those that transgress shall be destroyed together The wicked's ends shall be cut off for ever
39 But of the Lord the justs Salvation is In time of trouble all their strength is his 40 The Lord shall help and eke deliver th' just Them he shall save because they in him trust PSAL. XXXVIII 1 O Lord in thy great wrath rebuke me not Nor chasten me in thy displeasure hot 2 Thine arrowes stick fast in me they me goare Thine heavy hand oppresseth me full sore 3 Cause of thy wrath my flesh it hath therein No soundness nor bones rest ' cause of my sin 4 For all my sins above my head are gone And too great burthen makes me for to moane 5 Cause of my folly corrupt wounds smell strong 6 I troubled am bow down mourn all day long 7 My loins with sore disease have no whole part 8 And I most feeble roar for grief of heart 9 All my desires are before thee O Lord My groanings are not hid thou heard'st my word 10 My heart doth pant my strength it doth me fail My sight is gone my troubles so prevail 11 My lovers and my friends keep from my sore My kinsmen alienate themselves therefore 12 Who seeks my life lays snares to do me wrong Mischeife they muse deceit think all day long 13 But as one deafe to them I lent none eare And as one dumb to speak I did forbear 14 And as one deaf whose mouth hath no reproof 15 In thee I hope thou 'lt hear on my behoof 16 I said hear me least they insulting cry His foot now slips our selves we 'l magnify 17 I almost halt my sorrows are 'fore me 18 I will declare my sins and griefs to thee 19 But Enemies are lively war most strong And they are multitudes that do me wrong 20 And those that render ill for good to me They are my foes ' cause I delight in thee 21 Be thou not far from me nor me forsake 22 Thou God of my Salvation pitty take PSAL. XXXIX 1 I 'Le mind my ways least that I sin I said Open my mouth 'fore wicked I 'm afraid 2 Made dumb with silence so I held my peace Refrain'd good talk but sorrows did increase 3 Whil'st I was musing thus my inward flame Moved my tonge to burst into this same 4 Lord let me know my end and length of life How fraile I am for to conclude this strife 5 My life 's a Span mine age is nought 'fore thee An hand breadth lesse nothing but vanitie 6 Thus man turmoils himself in grief and pain Heaps riches up as shaddows finds all vain 7 Now Lord what wait I for my hope 's in thee 8 From all my sins and scorn of fools me free 9 Dumb ' cause thou didst it I resolv'd to be 10 Thy hand me slays thy stroke remove from me 11 When thou for sin rebukes man in a day His Beauty like a Moth doth fade away 12 Regard my tears O Lord and do me hear I stranger am as all my Fathers were 13 O spare me that I may get strength before I do depart from hence and be no more PSAL. XL. 1 I For the Lord did wait most patiently To me h' inclin'd an ear he heard my cry 2 From Pit of horror and from miry clay He pluck't my feet on Rock ' stablish't my way 3 To me he taught new Songs to praise his name Those that see it shall fear and do the same 4 The man is blest that maketh God his trust Respects not proud nor loveth the unjust 5 Much are thy thoughts and works toward us done They can be told or reckoned by none 6 Thou 'st g'ven me ears no sacrifice requir'd Sin and burnt offerings thou 'st not desir'd 7 Then said I lo I come to do thy will 8 Thy law writ in my heart for to fulfill 9 Taught of thy righteousness O God have I In Congregations great I 'le not deny 10 Nor I from them thy faithfull truth have hid Thy loving kindness still declare I did 11 Hold not thy tender mercies Lord me fro Thy faithfull loving kindness to me show 12 Innumerable ills do me confound Mine iniquities have beset me round In number they exceed th' hairs of my head Therefore my heart me fails I 'm almost dead 13 O Lord my God therefore let it please thee In haste to help and eke deliver me 14 Shame and confound those that seek my souls harm Destroy o'â—ethrow all such with thy strong arm 15 Let them be desolate reward of shame That scorning at me cry Ah here 's the game 16 While such as fear thee glad be and rejoyce And such as love thee magnifie their choice 17 Poor needy though I am God thinks on me He is my help deliver Lord haste thee PSAL. XLI 1 BLest man is he con-si-de-reth the poor The Lord delivers such from troubles sore 2 He 'l bless preserve keep him alive on earth Nor him give up to his foes will or mirth 3 When body 's sick the Lord 's his strengh and aide Yea his sick bed shall by his God be made 4 Then said I Lord be mercifull to me And heal my soul my sins they are ' gainst thee 5 My foes do evill speak of me and crie When shall we see him perish when 's Name die 6 If me he visit he speakes va-ni-tie His heart contracteth sin abroad he 'l lie 7 They that me hate me hurt and whisper still 8 He 'l now sure rise no more 's diseas'd so ill 9 Yea my familiar friend whom I did trust That ear my bread his heel against me thrust 10 But thou my Lord be mercifull to me And raise me to requite their crueltie 11 By this I find I am belov'd of thee When foes no cause have triumph over me 12 To fall from truth thou'lt me suffer never But set me still before thy face for ever 13 The Lord of Is-ra-el be prais'd therefore Amen Amen say I for evermore PSAL. XLII 1 AS chasted Hart desireth th' water foard My thirsty soul longs after thee O Lord. 2 My soul for God the living Lord thirsts still It would appear 'fore him to know his will 3 My teares have been my meat both night and day Whil'st where's thy God upbraidingly they say 4 My soul 's pour'd out when this I think upon For I with troops unto thy house have gon Ev'n with the Me-lo-die of joy and praise As multitudes to God keep Holy-dayes 5 Why then so sad my soul disquieting me Trust God his countenance shall set thee free 6 O Lord my soul doth faint to think upon The land of Jordan little hill Hermon 7 Each wave of troubles to me calls another No sooner 's one o're-past but falls the other 8 But thou'lt in day thy kindness shew to me And in the night thy song shall with me be 'T is thee Lord of my life that I will praise And eke my pray'r shall tend to thee alwayes 9 I 'le say My rock why forgettest thou me Why mourn I cause th' rage of mine enemie
that all things should thee know 12 Both north and south O Lord thou mad'st the same Tabor Hermon rejoyce shall in thy Name 13 Thine arm is mighty powerfull through th' land Thou art most high and strong is thy right hand 14 Justice and judgement do thy throne embrace Mercy and truth advance before thy face 15 The joyfull sound that know blest is the folk For such O Lord shall in thy favour walk 16 Such in thy name rejoyce shall all the day Thy justice in exalted be shall they 17 For why their glory strength in thee doth ly Thy favour in thou 'lt lift our horns on high 11 For God the Lord defence to us doth bring The Holy one of Israel is our King 19 Thy will to Saints in visions thou didst show Thou told'st thy mind to them that they might know A man of might I 've chose your King to be And set him up among the folk for me 20 My servant David I have searched out I him anoint King over all the rout 21 With whom my hand shall aid and eke remain Mine arm also with strength shall him sustain 22 His enemies they shall not him devour Nor Sons of wickedness o're him have pow'r 23 Before his face I will beat down his foes That hate him without cause I 'le plague all those 24 My mercy and my truth in him shall lie And in my Name I 'le lift his horns on high 25 I 'le set his kingdom o're both sea and land He shall embrace the flood with his right hand 26 He shall depend on me and thus shall say Thou art my fathers God and eke my stay 27 I 'le make him my first-born on earth that springs His might I 'le make above all earthly Kings 28 My mercy I will keep for him in store And eke my covenant for evermore 29 His seed I 'le also make t' endure alwayes And eke his throne to last as heavens dayes 30 If 's Sons my Law and judgements in w'ont stay 31 My Statutes and Commandments if breake they 32 Then with a rod their sins visit will I With stripes them scourge for their iniquity 33 Yet I 'le not quite my kindness from him take Nor shall my faithfulness him ere forsake 34 I will in no wise break my covenant Nor will I change that from my lips hath went 35 Once by my holyness now sworn have I I made to David promise I 'le not lie 36 His seed for ever shall endure and be And eke his throne ev'n as the Sun 'fore me 37 And as the moon for ever standeth fast As witnesse true so shall his kingdom last 38 But thou dost now cast off and eke reject Thou' rt wroth with thine anointed and elect 39 Thy servants now thou 'st quite undone took down Unto the ground also his Royall Crown 40 Thou pluck'st his legs up him to confound And thou hast brought his strong holds to the ground 41 He 's spoil'd by all that pass that way throughout He 's made a scorn to neighbours all about 42 ' Gainst him that are 'bove him thou 'st set all those O're him rejoyce thou hast made all his foes 43 Thou 'st made his sword blunt that should foes withstand To him in war thou giv'st no upper hand 44 Thou 'st made his glory cease the world quite round And thou hast cast his throne down to the ground 45 Thou hast much shortened his youth and Name And eke thou hast him covered with shame 46 How long Lord wilt thy self hide wilt ne're turn Still shall thy wrath like fire against me burn 47 Remember thou my time consumeth fast Why mad'st thou men like things most vain to waste 48 What man death sore his eyes shall never have Shall he his soul deliver from the grave 49 Thy loving kindnesses O Lord where are Which in thy truth to David thou did'st sware 50 Remember what doth on thy servant ly Th' reproach of folk born in my brest have I. 51 Wherewith thy foes O Lord blaspheme thy Name Th'anointeds steps they cease not to defame 52 Blessed be God both now and eke alway Prais'd be his Name Amen Amen I say PSAL. XC 1 LOrd thou hast been our sure defence and rest So long time past as cannot be exprest 2 E're mountains were or earth or world abroad From age to age for ever thou art God 3 Thou grindest man like dust or clay and then Thus do'st thou say Return ye sons of men 4 For many yeers as now are in thy sight When it is past 't is as th' watch of the night 5 When thou them scatterest as sleep's their trade And like the grass whose beauty soon doth fade 6 It springs in th' morn and groweth presently At noon 't is cut quite down and waxeth dry 7 For through thy wrath our might is much decay'd And of thy wrath we are full sore afraid 8 Thou 'st set our iniquities in thy sight Our secret sins are in thy favours light 9 Thy wrath us kils thereof doth nought remain Our years consume and can't be cal'd again 10 Full threescore years and ten we live on mold Who sees four score is counted wondrous old And yet the strength the which we look upon Is nought but grief for they as blasts are gon 11 Who once doth know what power thine anger hath And feareth thee according to thy wrath 12 Lord teach us while on earth we do remain T' apply our heart ev'n wisdom to attain 13 Return O Lord how long wilt in wrath proceed Thy Servant favour shew help him at need 14 O fill us early with thy truth always That we may much rejoyce ev'n all our days 15 Thou hast us plagu'd but now Lord make us glad For all the years that we have trouble had 16 Thy work let to thy servant Lord appear And eke thy glory to their children dear 17 Thy grace let stand upon thy servants thus And what we take in hand prosper to us PSAL XCI 1 HE that in secret place dwells of th' most high Shall ' bide under his wings eternally 2 I 'le say of God he is my ' fence most just My fortresse eke for in him I do trust 3 Sure from the fowler he shall be thy ' fence And also from the noisom pestilence 4 His wings thee'l save and keep thee safely there His truth shall be thy ' fence instead of spear 5 Thou shalt in no wise fear nor be affright Of shafts that flee by day or else by night 6 Nor of the plague that walks in dark so fast Nor yet of that which at noon-day doth waste 7 Ten thousand at thy side destroy'd shall be But there no harm at all shall come to thee 8 Thou shalt behold it onely with thine eye And see th' reward of those act wickedly 9 Because thou 'st made the Lord thy refuge be And trusts in him thy sure defence is he 10 There shall no evil fall upon thy face
there be And vengeance shew on them that trouble me 85 The proud have digged pits and spread their net For me because thy laws they do forget 86 All thy Commandements most faithfull be They persecute me falsly help thou me 87 On earth they almost me consumed yet Nor thee neither thy Laws did I forget 88 After thy loving kindness quicken me So shall I keep the word promis'd by thee LAMED 89 For ever Lord to us thou hast made sure Thy word in heaven ever to indure 90 Thy truth unto all ages is for ay Thou stablish't hast the earth not to decay 91 As to this day they still continue shall Ordain'd by thee for they 're thy servants all 92 Unless thy Law had been my whole delight I should in affliction perish'd quite 93 I 'le ne're forget thy precepts nor yet thee For with them thou hast oft times quickned me 94 I am thine save me for thou hast me bought For with whole heart thy precepts all I 've sought 95 The wicked watch me still for to destroy But I 'le thy Truth consider mak 't my joy 96 Of all perfections end I 've seen O God But thy Gommandments are exceeding broad MEM 97 How do I in thy Law delight alway It is my Meditation all the day 98 Thy Word hath taught me wiser for to be Then all my foes for they are still with me 99 My teachers all in knowledge I excell ' Cause I thy Laws keep them to others tell 100 More than the aged I do understand Because I keep thy Precept and Command 101 My feet I have refrain'd from th' evil way That I thy Word may keep make it my stay 102 I 've not departed from thy judgements yet For thou' rt my teacher I 'le not them forget 103 How sweet unto my tast 's thy word alway Doubtless no hony half so sweet as they 104 Thy precepts through I understanding get Therefore I each false way from me do set NUN 105 Thy Words a Lamp my feet for to direct A light unto my paths in all respect 106 Lord I have sworn and it perform I will Thy Righteous Judgements ever to fulfil 107 I am afflicted much quicken O Lord My fainting soul according to thy Word 108 O Lord accept my lips pure offring free Thy Righteous Judgements also teach thou me 109 My soul continually is in my hand Yet I thy Law forget not nor command 110 The wicked folk for me have laid their snare Yet from thy precepts I did never erre 111 Thy Law 's mine heritage I 'le ne'r depart Thy Testimonies still rejoyce my heart 112 I 've set my heart to keep thy law alway In perseverance that shall last for ay SAMECH 113 I hate vain thoughts but love thy Law O Lord 114 Thou art my hiding place I trust thy word 115 Ye evill doers all from me depart For I 'le on Gods Commandments set mine heart 116 That I may live thy promise me uphold Of hope let me no shame have but be bold 117 Uphold me Lord and then full safe am I Thy Laws I 'le love and that continually 118 Them that erre from thy ways thou 'st trod to ground For their deceits are falshoods that abound 119 Thou like earth's scum the wicked turn'st away Therefore I love thy testimonies ay 120 For fear of thee my flesh doth tremble much I 'm sore afraid thy judgements they be such AIN 121 Judgement and justice eke O Lord I 've done Let me not be opprest by any one 122 My surety thy servant be ev'n for good Let not the proud m'oppress nor seek my blood 123 Mine eyes do fail for thy Salvation Lord And for thy just and eke thy faithfull word 124 In mercy Lord do with thy servant deal Thy Statutes teach me they are my choice weal. 125 Lord I am thine me understanding give That I may know thy precepts by them live 126 'T is time for thee to work bring folk in aw For they imperiously make void thy Law 127 Therefore thy Statutes pure O Lord I love Above choice treasure yea choice gold above 128 So I 'le esteem thy precepts all for ay Most right they be and I 'le hate all false way PE 129 Thy Laws are wonderfull ev'n in the deep Therfore O Lord my soul them all doth keep 130 The entrance of thy word doth make folk live Unto the simple it doth knowledge give 131 I opened my mouth and eke did pant Thy Laws and eke thy precepts of for want 132 Be mercifull to me keep me from shame And eke me use as those that fear thy Name 133 Set m' in thy word let no iniquitie Me rule or have Dominion over me 134 Deliver me from those would me oppress So will I keep thy Laws in righteousness 135 Thy face upon thy Servant make to shine Thy Statutes teach me that they may be mine 136 Great streams of water run quite down mine eye ' Cause th' break thy Laws follow iniquity TSADDI 137 Most just and righteous eke art thou O Lord Upright are all thy judgements and thy word 138 The testimonies thou 'st injoyn'd for ay They righteous are and faithfull eke are they 139 My zeal it hath consumed me O Lord Because my foes forgotten have thy word 140 Thy word it is most just and eke most pure Therefore thy Servant will in it indure 141 I small am and as scorn before men set Yet do I not thy precepts Lord forget 142 Thy righteousness it is most just alway And eke thy Law it is the truth for ay 143 Trouble and grief me hold they eke me spite Yet thy Commandements are my delight 144 The righteousness thy Laws of is for ay Me knowledge give that I may live alway KOPH 145 I cry'd with my whole heart O Lord me hear I will thy Statutes keep and eke thee fear 146 O Lord my God save me to thee I cry Thy testimonies all then keep shall I. 147 I cry'd to thee before day break O Lord And eke did hope and trust i' th glorious word 148 Mine eyes prevent the watches of the night That meditate thy word in Lord I might 149 For th' kindness sake my voyce let come 'fore thee According to thy judgement quicken me 150 That follow after mischief nigh they draw They far are from thy precepts and thy Law 151 Thou' rt neer O Lord therefore on thee I l'e call And thy Commandements they truth are all 152 Touching thy Laws I them have known alway That thou hast founded them even for ay RESH 153 My grief consider eke deliver me For I thy Law forget not nor yet thee 154 Plead thou my cause eke set me free O Lord Quicken thou me according to thy word 155 Salvation's far from those that wicked be For they thy Statutes seek not neither thee 156 O Lord my God thy mercies many be According to thy judgements quicken me 157 Both foes and followers many are mine
courts one day abide Then be elsewhere a thousand dayes beside I 'de rather keep th' door of the house of God Than dwell in th' tents of wickednesse abroad 11 For God will glory grace and worship give No good withhold from those that purely live 12 O Lord of Hosts that man shall blessed be That wholly doth depend and trust in thee PSAL. LXXXV 1 LOrd thou 'st been merciful unto thy land And thou hast rescu'd Jacobs seed from band 2 Thy folks iniquitie thou hast forg'ven And thou hast also covered their sin 3 Thou 'st also took thy wrath most sore away And thou from wrath that is most fierce dost stay 4 God of our health convert us all to thee And let thine anger cease ' mongst us to be 5 Wilt thou be angry Lord and not return And shall thy wrath unto all ages burn 6 Wilt not again let us revived be That we thy people may rejoyce in thee 7 O Lord declare thy goodness in our wealth And be to us an aid and saving health 8 I 'le heare the Lord who to his Saints speak peace That never they return to foolishnesse 9 His health to them that fear him is at hand That they may dwell in glory in our land 10 Mercy and truth meet in one and th' same place Justice and peace each other do embrace 11 Truth from the earth flourisheth pleasantly And righteousness looks from the heavens high 12 Yea God shall give you things most good in peace And all our land shall yeild forth her increase 13 Justice shall 'fore him go like guide or stay His steps he 'l keep and lead them in the way PSAL. LXXXVI 1 LOrd bow thine ear for poor and weak am I And needy eke then listen to my cry 2 Preserve my soule Lord for I holy be Thy servant save who trusteth still in thee 3 Be mercifull to me Lord for I cry To thee O Lord my God uncessantly 4 Comfort thy servants soul with pain that 's pin'd For unto thee I lift my soul and mind 5 For thou art good thy gifts of grace are free Thy mercie 's great to those that call on thee 6 Give ear O Lord when that to thee I pray And hearken to thy suppliant alway 7 For in the day of trouble upon thee I 'le call for thou wilt quickly answer me 8 Among the Gods there 's none like thee doth shine Nor are their works to be compar'd to thine 9 The Gentiles which thou didst make and frame Shall worship thee and glorifie thy Name 10 For thou art great all power is thine owne Thou wondrous things dost thou art God alone 11 Teach me thy way thy truth I will walk meek Unite mine heart with fear thy Name to seek 12 O Lord my God my heart shall give thee praise And I will glorifie thy Name always 13 Thy mercy shew'd to me most great is it For thou 'st delivered me from th' lowest pit 14 The proud against me rise with men of might They seek my soul and have not thee in sight 15 But thou art meek full slack and slow to wrath Long-suffering thy truth no measure hath 16 Turn to me and strength to me apply Thy servant and thy hand-maids son am I. 17 Some sign me shew that all my foes may see And be asham'd ' cause thou Lord comforts me PSAL. LXXXVII 1 GOds city is upon the holy hills 2 Sion he loves more then where Jacob dwells 3 Glorious things are spoke of thee abroad O city of the living Lord our God 4 On Ra'ab I 'le look and bear in mind the same And Babilon shall learn to know my Name Lo Philistine Tire E-thi-ope likewise A folk long since were born and there did rise 5 'T was said of Sion divers men of fame Have there sprung up and God doth stay the same 6 When God the people counts it shall appear That this man at the first did spring up there 7 The trumpeters and singers there shall be And all my springs are composed by thee PSAL. LXXXVIII 1 O Lord thou God of my deliverie Both day and night 'fore thee I oft do cry 2 Lord let my prayer before thee oft appear And to my cry do thou incline thine ear 3 For in my soul I grief and trouble have And eke my life doth draw nigh to the grave 4 Like those that go to pit I 'm in thy sight And like a man that hath no strâ—ngth nor might 5 Free 'mong the dead like th' slain that lie i' th' Land Whom thou destroy'st and cuttest from thine hand 6 Yea thou hast laid me in the lowest pit In darkness eke and in the depths of it 7 Upon me sore lyeth the wrath of thee With all thy waves thou 'st much afflicted me 8 Thou friends put'st from me mak'st them hate me sore I am shut up and can come forth no more 9 My sight through grief me fails I call thee God To thee always my hand I stretch abroad 10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead always And shall the dead arise and give thee praise 11 Or shall thy kindness Lord be taught in grave With those that dy shall truth her honour have 12 Shall they that lye in th' dark thy wonders wot Thy justice eke where all things are forgot 13 But I O Lord to thee did call apace My pray'r shall early come before thy face 14 O Lord why castest thou my soul from thee Why hidest thou thy glorious face from me 15 From my youth up I 'm griev'd and like to dy I bear thy terrours distracted am I. 16 Thy wrath most fierce doth heavy on me fall Thy terrours eke do me oppresse withall 17 They compasse me as waters at the tide And eke with streams beset me on each side 18 Lover and friend far from me thou hast put In darkness thou hast mine acquaintance shut PSAL. LXXXIX 1 THy mercies Lord to sing I ne'er will spare With mouth I ever will thy truth declare 2 I said thy mercies ever shall remain Thy truth in heaven shall appear most plain 3 God saith with mine elect I 've cov'nant made I 've sworn my Servant David to perswade 4 Thy seed I 'le stay and stablish it full fast Thy throne I 'le build for ever it shall last 5 The heavens shall thy wonders praise O Lord Thy Saints within thy Church thy faith record 6 Who 's like the Lord in all the clouds abroad 'Mong Sons of men what one is like our God 7 God 'mong his Saints is greatly to be dread Of all 'bout him in terrour to be had 8 Lord God of Hosts what one is like to thee On ev'ry side thy truth is seen to be 6 The raging Sea thou rulest at thy will The waves thereof that rise thou makest still 10 Rahab in peices as one slain thou 'st broke And from thine arm comes enemies dead stroke 11 Heaven is thine thine is the earth also The world thousound'st
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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