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Psalme. LXXXXIIII.

The Argument.

As Dauid longd: Gods house to walke: where ciuill warres hym drew:
So should we loue: Christes church in sprite: hys heauenly face to vew.

Quam dilecta.


1

O God of hostes: how louely be: thy tabernacles all?
where god yu raignst in grace & truth: for help at nede to call.

2

My soule doth bren: in loue it melth: it longth Gods courtes to see:
My hart and flesh: doth pant and cry: wyth God of lyfe to bee.

3

Yea there her nest: the sparow buildth: the swalow there may bred:
Thine altars nye: Lord God & kyng: where wandring wars I led.

4

O wel is thē: their harts be blest: who may thy house frequēt
They may sing out: thy laudes always to ioy in mind contēt

Sela.


5

O happy men: whose helpe thou art: whose harts thy paths do seke
Whose soules inspired: do ioy to walke: thy wayes in credēce meke

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6

They passyng here: thys vale of teares: yet wels of ioy they finde:
Theyr pooles at ful: wt heauenly showers: shal flow for rest of minde

7

Frō strength to strength: from faith to faith: to god they shal go still,
Till they by flockes: eche one appeare: wyth God in Syon hill.

8

O Lord of hostes: & god of strength: heare ye my harts request
With open eare: O harken God: on whom doth Iacob rest.

Sela.


9

Behold O God: protectour good: our state in all assayes:
Behold thy Christes: annoynted face: for grace thy people prayes.

10

In thy good courtes: one day passth more: then thousand daies els where
I rather wish: gods dore to kepe: then proud mens halles to teare.

11

For God the Lord: is light and shield: he glory giueth and grace:
No good thyng he: shall hold from them: who godly lyfe embrace.

12

O Lord of hostes: O puissant God: I must conclude for ryght:
That man is blest: and blest agayne: who trustth in thy great might