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. 102. Domine, exaudi.
Oratio afflicti, cùm obruitur, & effundit coram Domino meditationem suam.
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In my distresse to comfort me,yet heare, O Lord, my praier;
And let the crying unto thee
of my complaint repaire.
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Hide not thy face from me this day,when trouble tells my need:
Incline thine eare, and heare me pray,
to answer me make speed.
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For here my daies consum'd on earth,away like smoake are gone:
My bones are burnt up, like an hearth
of fire-out-eaten stone.
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My heart is smitten downe for dead,and withred as the grasse;
That I, to eate my daily bread,
forgetfull, overpasse.
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My breast, my sorrowes uncouth Inne,breathes forth such broken groanes,
My flesh but knits up with my skinne,
a sacke of saplesse bones.
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So mournes the Wildernesses Foule,the Hermit-Pellican:
In Desert shades so shriekes the Owle,
portending spells of bane.
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I watch the widow'd Sparrowes watch,on houses ridge alone,
That of (her better halfe) her match,
bewailes the comfort gone.
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Reproaches bitter gall, my foescast daily in my dish;
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the measure of their wish.
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For I, when faintnesse would be fed,and thirst no longer beares,
Have eaten ashes as my bread,
and blent my drinkes with teares.
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Thine angry threat so sore doth lie,so fierce thy wrath doth grow;
Thy hand but heav'd me up so hie
to hurle me downe as low.
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The shadow of my daies declin'd,my light in darknesse spends;
Like withred grasse my breath resign'd,
the house of death attends.
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But thou, O Lord, one and the same,for ever dost reside;
And this Memoriall of thy Name,
shall age and age abide.
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Thou to thy mercies seat shalt climbe,and bring thy Sion home:
For now of mercy is the time,
(the time appointed) come.
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Now, though thy servants nought relieve,delight her stones yet move:
To see her in the dust they grieve,
and yet her dust they love.
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Thy Name, O Lord, the Heath'ns shall feare,to find what thou hast done;
And all the Kings on earth, to heare
what glory thou hast wonne.
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When Sion up the Lord to build,in glory shall appeare:
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He to the lowlies praier shall yeeld,nor them despise to heare.
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This writing shall remaine un-worne,when after-age shall live;
And praise, the people yet un-borne,
unto the Lord shall give.
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For from his Sanctuaries height,he downe did cast his looke:
The Lord from Heaven did vaile his sight,
when earths survey he tooke.
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To heare the heavie groanes of those,that draw imprison'd breath;
From chimes of iron chaines to loose
the eldest sonnes of death.
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That of the Lord their tongues the Namein Sion may declare;
And in Jerusalem proclaime
his praises what they are.
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When Nations, from their farthest home,together gathred meet:
To serve the Lord, when Soveraignes come,
and Kingdomes kisse his feet.
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My strength, when able strength began,he weakned in my waies:
Cut off my pilgrimages span,
and shorter made my daies.
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I said, my God, post not my Sunneat noone to mid-nights stage;
My race of daies is halfe to runne,
thy yeeres are Age and Age.
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The earths foundations, on their weight,thou Lord hast laid of old:
Those lamps of Heaven, their orbes, their height,
thy fingers did enfold.
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When they shall perish, thou shalt holdthe Centre of thy yeeres:
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as chang'd, a vesture weares.
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But thee, for evermore the same,no compasse comprehends;
And of thy yeeres eternall frame,
the circle never ends.
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Thy servants children shall succeed,to stand before thee fast;
And last-succeeding times, their seed
succeeding, shall out-last.
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