The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter To be Sung after the Old Tunes used in the Churches [by Henry King] |
The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | ||
Psal. XIII.
How long Lord! Wilt Thou me forget
Who am with woes beset.
Shall I still languish in disgrace,
Whil'st Thou dost hide thy Face?
How long shall I without reliefe
Take counsaile of my griefe?
How long wilt Thou my soule expose
To hir insulting foes?
Who am with woes beset.
Shall I still languish in disgrace,
Whil'st Thou dost hide thy Face?
How long shall I without reliefe
Take counsaile of my griefe?
How long wilt Thou my soule expose
To hir insulting foes?
Consider, Lord! my Prayer heare,
When I my hands up-reare.
Lighten mine eyes, ere losse of breath
Cause me to sleep in death.
Lest that mine enemy prevaile,
Triumphing when I faile:
And those that trouble me be glad,
When they behold me sad.
When I my hands up-reare.
Lighten mine eyes, ere losse of breath
Cause me to sleep in death.
Lest that mine enemy prevaile,
Triumphing when I faile:
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When they behold me sad.
But in thy Mercy, Lord, and Grace,
My constant trust I place.
My glad heart shall rejoyce alone
In thy salvation.
I will my gratefull Anthems sing
Unto the Heavenly King;
Who with such bountifull regard
His servants doth reward.
My constant trust I place.
My glad heart shall rejoyce alone
In thy salvation.
I will my gratefull Anthems sing
Unto the Heavenly King;
Who with such bountifull regard
His servants doth reward.
The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | ||