The Psalmes of David The King And Prophet, And Of other holy Prophets, paraphas'd in English: Conferred with the Hebrew Veritie, set forth by B. Arias Montanus, together with the Latine, Greek Septuagint, and Chaldee Paraphrase. By R. B. [i.e. Richard Brathwait] |
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Psal. 95. Venite, exultemus.
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Come to the Lord, sing joyfully,let us together flocke;
And shout aloud triumphantly,
in our Salvations Rocke.
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His face with praise let us prevent,in him with Psalmes rejoyce:
Triumphant shouts to him present,
and make a cheerfull noise.
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For why? the Lord our God is great,a mighty King he is:
Above all gods, the Soveraigne seat,
the power Imperiall his.
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The deeps of earth are in his hand,his, is the strength of Hills:
The shore-bound sea, the dry-laid land,
his hand that form'd, fulfills.
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O come, and let us then adore,due worship yeeld him all;
And prostrate on our knees, before
the Lord our Maker fall.
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For in his folds and fields is heour God, that doth us keep:
The pasture his, his people we,
we of his hand the sheep.
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To day his voice if ye will heare,then harden not your hearts:
In Meribah, like them that were,
in Massah's Desert parts.
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That day your fathers faulty were,shooke off their former awe:
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To tempt Me fell, to prove Me there,and yet my workes they saw.
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To whom (said I) with griefe deferr'd,full forty yeeres of daies,
This people in their heart have err'd,
and have not knowne my waies.
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To whom I swore it in my wrath,hot boiling in my brest:
If ever—: witnesse this mine oath,
they enter not my rest.
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