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. 132. Memento, Domine.
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Psal. 132. Memento, Domine.
Canticum Graduum.
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Of David, and his troublous daies,be mindfull, Lord, and how
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To Jacobs mighty Lord he payeshis oathes solemniz'd vow.
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Nor tent, nor house, my harbour be,repose my bed forbids:
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To sleep, mine eyes shall pardon me,to slumber, mine eye-lids.
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Untill a dwelling place I find,where may the Lord remaine,
The Mighty One of Jacobs kind,
a house to entertaine.
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Loe, Ephrata we understood,thereof good tidings yeelds:
At length, we found it in the wood,
in Kirjath-jears fields.
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Within his house we will goe meet,and there assembled all;
Before his foot-stoole, at his feet
bow downe our selves, and fall.
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Arise, O Lord, into thy restreturne, to dwell at length;
In Salem, sometime Silo's guest,
thou, and thy Arke of strength.
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Let be (that thine they may be knowne)thy Priests with Justice cloth'd:
And (seeking thee more than their owne)
thy Saints to joy betroth'd.
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And for thy servant Davids sake,turne not the face away
Of thine Annointed: Soveraignes make
his seed, his Scepter sway.
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The Lord in Truth to David sware,and will not turne from it:
Fruit of thy wombe will I prepare
upon thy Throne to sit.
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My Covenant if thy sons retaine,my Testimonies heed;
Thy sons perpetually shall raigne,
and on thy Throne succeed.
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For as the Lord loves Sion best,his liking is so great,
That her, he hath above the rest,
selected for his seat.
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This is my rest, a longer space,than Sun shall lend his light,
Perpetuall here my dwelling place,
here my desir'd delight.
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Her victuals blessing will I blesse,her poore with bread suffice:
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Her Priests in pure Salvation dresse,her Saints shall joy surprize.
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There will I make the Horne upright,to bud on Davids head:
A lamp for mine Annointed light,
throughout all lands to spread.
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His enemies shall shame befall,and weave the web they weare:
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the Crowne that he shall beare.
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