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. 109. Deus laudem.
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Psal. 109. Deus laudem.
Ad Præstantem, Psalmus Davidis.
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Cease not as deafe, God of my praise,for wicked mouths consent:
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Deceitfull mouthes their engines raise,against me open bent.
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With falshoods tongue to me they speake,and compasse me with hate:
In bitter language forth they breake,
and (causlesse) wage debate.
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They for my friendship were my foes,with whom by praier I strove:
For good against me evill goes,
and hatred for my love.
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His Ruler, some ungodly wretch,set thou at his right hand:
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Let Satan all advantage catch,his adversary stand.
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In Judgement let him not evade,but goe condemn'd therein;
And let his praier for favour made,
be turn'd to further sin.
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His daies a few and evill make,determin'd in disgrace:
His office let another take,
a worthier hold his place.
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His sons let fatherlesse be left,his wife a widow poore:
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His children of abode bereft,begge bread from doore to doore.
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Extortion tangle all his toile,the Creditor ensnare:
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for lone, the lender share.
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To pity him let there be none,none mercy on him shew:
His children fatherlesse, not one
with kind compassion know.
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Of his posterity destroi'd,let naught remaine but shame;
And let the following age make void,
and cleane put out his name.
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Remembrance of his fathers crime,the Lord before him lay:
His mothers sin at any time,
let not be wip't away.
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Before the Lord continually,in presence let them stand;
On earth let their memoriall dye,
cut off by Gods owne hand.
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For mercy was not in his mind,the poore he made his prey;
The needy soule he sought to grind,
the wounded heart to slay.
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He loved cursing, let it light,and him from blessing barre;
As blessing was not his delight,
be blessing from him farre.
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Of cursing, as his clothes were made,so cursing be his spoile;
His bowels and his bones invade,
like water, and like oile.
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About him folded let it fall,him as a cloake enclose;
Or as the girdle, wherewithall
he alwaies girded goes.
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This be mine adversaries pay,this from the Lord the stroke,
On them that evill any way
against my soule have spoke.
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As thou, Lord God, for me hast stood,so for thy Names sake stand;
And for thy Mercy, ever good,
release me out of hand.
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For poore afflicted I complaine,where no reliefe is found;
And stripes of sorrowes silent paine,
my soule within me wound.
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As shade, at setting Sun declin'd,so I from life am gone;
And as the Locust, with the wind
change place, but paine change none.
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Through fasting feeble are my knees,as leane as living ghost:
For cold my cramp-shrunk sinewes freeze,
my flesh hath fatnesse lost.
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Reproaches foot upon me treads,and blots my brow with shame;
While they that see me, shake their heads,
and make my griefe their game.
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Help, Lord my God, of thee I crave,that helper else have none:
According to thy mercy save
thy poore-forsaken one.
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And let them know, that this thy Arme,that this thy hand alone,
Could help me more than they could harme,
that this, thou Lord, hast done.
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And let them curse, but doe thou blesse;them rise, but rise to fall;
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rejoyce thy servant shall.
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Shame let mine adversaries beare,such clothing as they spin;
And as a cloake, confusion weare,
the winding-sheet of sin.
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But to the Lord my mouth shall sing,and greatly render thankes:
Shall make his highest praises ring,
in midst of many rankes.
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Who at the poores right hand will stand,and there his name enroule;
With his redeem'd, out of the hand
of them that judge his soule.
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