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Psalme. CVIII.
The Argument.
When Dauid kept: Odollan caue,Where Saule he scapte: for all hys raue:
Thus thankes in song: he dyd extende,
To God who did: hys lyfe defende.
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My hart to God: is ready found,Thy worthy laudes: deuout to sound:
For sing I will: and Psalmes recorde,
With glory due: in tong and worde.
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Lyft vp thy selfe: thou Psaltrye sweete,Thou harpe euen so: with tunes most meete,
For I my selfe: will early ryse,
Newe songes to sing: I wyll deuise.
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I thee wyll prayse: O Lord in songe.In peoples sight: euen them among:
Yea Psalmes to thee: I wyll arrect.
Among all folke: of euery sect.
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For farre aboue: the heauen we see,Standth firmly thy: benignytie:
Thy fayth and truth: as proufe doth teache,
Most nye the cloudes: doth wholy reach.
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Be thou exalt: O God on hye,Aboue the heauens: in maiestye:
Aboue all earth: thy glory set,
That men may know: thy power so great.
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That thy beloued: from wretchednes,Whole rydde may be: in stablenesse:
Let thy right hand: than vs preserue,
O aunswere me: my turne to serue.
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God spake his word: in holynes,Wherein I ioy: and shall no lesse:
All Sychem iust: in partes I set,
And Sucoth vale: I also met.
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All myne no doubt: is Gilead,And so is myne: Manasses had:
And Ephraim: my reigne the strength,
And Iuda is: my guyde at length.
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Land Moab is: my water pot,And Idumye: my conquerd lot:
Wheron my sho: extend I wyll,
On Philistyne: ioy shall I still.
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Who hath me brought: to be so nye?That cytye great: so walled hye:
Who led me forth: so iust to come,
To Idumye: to wynne renome?
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Was it not thou: I say O God?Which vs forsokst: cast wyde abroade:
Which didst not walke: as God with vs,
With our mayne hostes: victorious?
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O geue vs helpe: and that at hand,Of all our griefe: of troubles band:
For weake the helpe that man can do,
Most vayne to trust: it is euen so.
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In God we shall: all strong endure,By hym to do: aduentures sure:
And he our foes: shall sone debell,
To treade them down: though hie they swell.
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