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The .Cij. Psalme.
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The .Cij. Psalme.

O Lord , heare and graunt my prayer, and do it not denie:
And let my greate & lowde cryinge, come vp to the on hye.
Hyde not thy face from me (O Lord) but heare me in distresse:
And when I call to the for helpe, graunt it wyth redines.
For my dayes be wasted lyke smoke, and my bones brentlyke fyre:
Myne herte is wythered lyke heye, to eate I ne desyre.
My bones and fleshe cleaue togither, through sorowe of myne herte:
I am made lyke the pellicane, and howlet of desert.
I haue watched and am become, lyke a sparowe alone:


Syttyng on the rydge of the house in whom confort is none.
I was dayly reuiled of, such as myne enmies were:
And they reioyced ouer me, and gan by me to swere.
I dyd eate asshes lyke as breade, & blende teares in my cup:
For thy greate wrath because to plage me thou dydst lyfte me vp.
My dayes are gone lyke a shadowe, and I am dryed lyke haye:
But thou Lord shalt continew styll, and be in mynde for aye.
Ryse vp (O Lorde) & take mercie, & pitie on Sion.
Because the tyme poynted therto, doeth nowe drawe fast vpon.
For thy seruantes beare fauour to, the stones of that citie:
And to caste out the duste therof, they do desyer greatly.
And let the heathen feare the name, of the Lord in lyke case:
And all the kynges of the earth the maiestie of his face.
For the Lord built Sion and was sene in his maiestie.
And regardyng the pores requeste, he dyd it not denie.


This thynge shall be lefte in wryttynge, to our posteritie:
And people that shall then be borne, shall prayse God certenly.
For the Lord loketh from aboue, from his sanctuarie:
And he shall loke vpon the earth, out of the heauen hye.
That he maye heare the waylynge of menin captiuitie.
And deliuer them out of bondes, that are iudged to die.
That men maye celebrate and prayse, the Lordes name in Sion:
And hys prayse in Ierusalem, hys habitacion.
When the peoples and kyngdomes all, shall be brought into one:
To honoure and worshyp the Lorde, the Lord I saye, alone.
But he hath afflicted and broke, my strenght vpon the waye:
And hath cut of and shortened my tyme and fatalle daye.
I wyll therfore saye (O my God) take me not at myd age:
For thyne yers continue for aye, and shall neuer aswage.
For thou dydst fyrste laye the grownde worcke of the earth that is rownde:


And the worckes of thyne handes also, the hygh heauens are founde.
Which all shall perishe but thou shalt remayne styll vnmoued;
All thynges shal wax olde lyke a cote, and be by the chaynged.
But thou bydest the same for aye, thyne yeres shall haue none ende:
Let the sonnes of thy seruantes byde, and do theyr sede defend.