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. 143. Deus exaudi.
Psalmus Davidis.
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Heare, Lord, my prayer, my suits entend,which I for grace to thee,
And to thy faithfulnesse commend,
in justice answer me!
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And enter not by judgements right,thy servants sins to sound;
For justifi'd shall in thy sight,
not one that lives be found.
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My soule, is by my foe pursu'd,my life, to earth, lies smit:
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in darknesse set, to sit.
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My spirit, within me spent, hath leftmy understanding craz'd:
My troubled heart, of rest bereft,
amidst me lyes amaz'd.
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I call to mind the daies of old,on all thy worke I muse;
Thy deeds my serious thoughts behold,
what passe thy hands peruse.
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To thee I stretch forth either hand,thy help to entertaine:
My soule for thee, as weary land,
thirsts after welcome raine.
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Haste Lord and heare, my spirit is done,hide not thy face from me:
Like them that downe the pit are gone,
lest else made soon I be.
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Thy morning mercy make me heare,in thee I trust, to mee
The way I am to walke make cleere,
I list my soule to thee.
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From my pursuing enemies,O Lord, deliver me:
That where my safeties shelter lies,
for covert flie to thee.
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Thou art my God, to doe thy will,O make me understand,
To guide me, thy good Spirit instill,
where right commands the land.
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And for that Names sake of thine owne,thou, Lord, shalt quicken mee:
As for thy Justice thou art knowne,
my soule from pressure free.
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Against my foes thy power employ,make strong thy Mercies arme:
My soules distressors all destroy,
that me thy servant harme.
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