The works of Sir William Mure of Rowallan Edited with introduction, notes, and glossary by William Tough |
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XXXIV.
Inscript.
When King Abimelech did chase,And David dryve away, in face
And gesture chang'd; so soon as gone,
By him this psalme of prayse was done.
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Still will I blesse the Lord: Him stillTo prayse will I employ
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My mouth. My soule in him shall boast;The meek shall heare and joy.
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Jointlie his name let ws extoll,Him magnifie with me.
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I sought the Lord; Hee ansuer made,And me from fears sett free.
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To Him when they shall look, his lightTher darknes shall dispell;
Their faces shall not be asham'd.
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This poore man (they shall tell)Cry'd and came speed; from all his straits
The Lord did lead him out;
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The Lord whose angell Him who fearSaves and encamps about.
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How good the Lord is, tast and see.O highlie happie they
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That in him trust! Him fear, his saincts,For them no wants dismay
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That do him fear. Young lions lack,Them penury may daunt;
But who sinceerlie seek the Lord,
No needfull good shall want.
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Come children, hearken yee, for IThe Lord's fear will you teach.
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What man is good and many dayesDesyres his lyfe to reach?
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From evil do thy tongue refraine;Guile in thy lips eschew.
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Depart from evil and do good;Seek peace and peace persue.
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The Lord the Righteous eyes; their cryDoth in his eare find place.
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'Gainst evil men, their names from earthTo sweep, hee setts his face.
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The Righteous cry, Hee hears; hence peaceThey from their troubles have.
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Nigh to the brocken heart hee is,And souls contrite doth save.
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Great are the greevs of godlie men,In number they exceed;
But from them all the Lord doth send
Releef, as Hee sees need.
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Their bones hee keeps; that none of themBe brocken, hee doth care.
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Them (certainlie) shall evil slay,Who evil doers are.
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On all shall desolation light
That righteous men persue,
That righteous men persue,
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With causles hate. But souls of suchAs ar his servants true,
The Lord from danger shall redeeme:
For none to him who flee,
And on him wait with confidence,
Shall desolation see.
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