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The works of Sir William Mure of Rowallan

Edited with introduction, notes, and glossary by William Tough

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III.

2 Sam. 15. 14-16.

Thus Dauid sung, in straits, when hee
From Absolon his sonne, did flie.

1

O Lord how ar my foes encreast?
Against me manie ryse.

2

How manie of my soule doe say,
(Thy pow're who dare despise)

3

No help's for him in God, but thow,
My sheeld in tyme of neid,
My glory art. When languisching,
Thow (Lord) liftst vp my head.

4

I with my voyce did seek the Lord,
Hee from his holy hill

5

Did ansuer mak. I laid me doun;
Sleep all my fears did still.

6

I wak'd againe, for me the Lord
Sustainde. Ten thousand laid
Of people, raging me around,
Mee cannot mak affreyde.

7

Arise, O Lord, me save my God,
For thow hast foild my foes,
And on the cheikbone smiten all,
That wp against me rose.

8

Thow brocken hast the wicked's teeth.
Salvation doeth alone
To thee belong. Thy blessing, Lord,
Thy people is vpon.