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The whole Psalter translated into English Metre

which contayneth an hundreth and fifty Psalmes

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Psalme. LXXVI.

The Argument.

Against oppressours tyrannous,
who put Gods flocke to wrong:
This Psalme would they: should well discusse,
Gods power and hand so strong.

Nota in Iudea deus


1

In Iury God: is known full well,
the ryghteous doth confesse:
His name is great: in Israell,
the wycked sayth no lesse.

2

His tabernacle: Salem is,
a place of peace most sweete:
And Syon hill: a seat of his,
where raignth hys grace full meete.

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3

This God euen there: for all theyr sake,
his loue so them behelde:
Bowe, arrowes, sword: and shield he brake,
all battayle set in field.

Sela.


4

Thou Syon mount: doost more excell,
in honor fame and myght:
Then robbers hils: where that they dwell,
how fierce they range in sight.

5

These Gyantes proud: of stomacke fell,
euen they be spoylde agayne:
They slept theyr sleepe: though full they swell,
theyr handes shall nought retayne.

6

O Iacobs God: at thy reproofe,
these tyrantes fell to ground:
Theyr charets splayd: and strayed aloofe,
both horse and man I drownd.

7

Euen thou alone: thou fearefull art,
in wrath agaynst the proud:
Who can resist: thyne irefull dart,
O Lord who euer could?

8

From heuen thou madest: thy iudgement soūd
that earth thy power myght heare:
So earthly man: was soone on ground,
he shooke and quayld for feare.

9

When God arose: to iudge in ryght,
hys sayntes opprest wyth smart:
Then dyd hys strength: appeare in sight,
to saue the meke in hart.

Sela



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10

Mans fiercenes past: shall full set out,
thy prayse (O Lord) no lesse:
Their traynes & guiles: which stil they clout,
from hence thou shalt represse.

11

Then vow your vowes: and pay them well,
to your Lord God full glad:
I byd you all: which nye hym dwell,
bryng giftes to God so drad.

12

Stout Princes sprites: so furious,
he can both quenche and quell:
On them his hand: is wonderous,
how fierce in earth they swell.