The Psalmes Of David In Meeter Newly translated, and diligently compared with the Originall Text, and former Translations: More plaine, smooth, and agreeable to the Text, then any heretofore. Allowed by the Authority of the Generall Assembly of the Kirk of Scotland, and appointed to be sung in Congregations and Families [by Francis Rous] |
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The Psalmes Of David In Meeter | ||
PSAL. CXLII.
I with my voice cry'd to the Lord,
with it made my request:
Pour'd out to Him my plaint, to him
my trouble I exprest.
When in me was o'rewhelm'd my spirit,
then well thou knew'st my way:
Where I did walk, a snare for me
they privily did lay.
with it made my request:
Pour'd out to Him my plaint, to him
my trouble I exprest.
When in me was o'rewhelm'd my spirit,
then well thou knew'st my way:
Where I did walk, a snare for me
they privily did lay.
I look'd on my right hand, & view'd
but none to know me were;
All refuge failed me, no man
did for my soul take care.
I cry'd to thee, I said, Thou art
my refuge, Lord, alone,
And in the land of those that live
thou art my portion.
but none to know me were;
All refuge failed me, no man
did for my soul take care.
I cry'd to thee, I said, Thou art
my refuge, Lord, alone,
And in the land of those that live
thou art my portion.
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