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. 7. Domine Deus.
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Psal. 7. Domine Deus.
Shiggajon David, qui cecinit Domino, super verba Chus, filii Jemini.
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My confidence doe I reposeO Lord my God in thee:
From all my persecuting foes
save and deliver mee.
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Lest like a Lion he devoure,9
To rescue me that hath the power)
my soule in pieces teare.
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O Lord my God, if I have donethis crime that they object;
Or wickednesse if any one
my guilty palmes infect.
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If evill I to him have paid,that was with mee at peace:
(Yea, him that causlesse me betrai'd
I freely did release:)
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Let then my foe pursue, and takemy soule to sate his lust;
Tread downe my life on earth; and make
my glorie dwell in dust.
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Rise up Lord in thy wrath, up rise,for my distressors rage;
Command thy judgement to surprize,
or their proud heat asswage.
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So shall the peoples many a onein flockes about thee flie:
For their sakes to thy powerfull Throne
returne thy selfe on hie.
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The Lord shall judge the peoples right,judge Lord of my desert,
How just my hands are in thy sight,
and how sincere my heart.
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Of wicked men the malice bound,the just establisht keep:
For thou of hearts and reines dost sound
(just God) the deepest deep.
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My shield on God their Saviour,that are in heart upright:
Just Judge is God; Gods angry power
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For him that turnes not; to repentwhom no remorse will bring,
His sword he whets, his bow stands bent,
his arrowes on the string.
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And them for him he hath prepar'd,(dire instruments of death:)
Among the persecutors shar'd,
to stop their fierie breath.
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Behold his wombe with mischiefe swells,with sorrow breeds he sin:
Now brought to bed, of nothing else
but of a lie, lies-in.
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He digg'd a pit with painfull care,to delve it deep withall:
Where (others earning to ensnare)
himselfe into did fall.
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His mischiefe on his head shall light,that mischiefe first did frame:
On his owne pate shall spend his spight,
the forge from whence it came.
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Confesse unto the Lord will I,so just in all his waies;
And of the Lord, that is Most-Hie,
the Name my song shall praise.
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