The Psalmes of David Translated Into Lyrick-Verse according to the scope, of the Original. And Illustrated, with a Short Argument, and a breife Prayer, or Meditation; before, & after, every Psalme. By George Wither |
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The Psalmes of David Translated Into Lyrick-Verse | ||
Psa. 142.
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Maschil of David, when he was in the Cave. It seemeth mistically to personate Iesus Christ, expressing the agony of his soul in the Garden; Or his being forsaken at his Passion. It may be sung when wee are left comfortles of the world.
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My voice to thee, Oh God, I reare,To thee, oh Lord, I sue;
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My greefs, to thee I shew.
For, when o're whelm'd my spirit was,
My Path was knowne to thee:
Ev'n when they hidd, where I should passe,
A seacret snare for mee.
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I looked on my right-hand side,But, noe man knew mee there.
All succours faild; not one I spide,
That of my soul had care.
Then, Lord, thou art my hope said I,
My Lot, whilst life I have.
In my destresse, observe my crye;
From spoile, thy servant save.
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Yea, since for mee they are too strong,To praise thee, sett mee free:
So, righteous men to mee shall throng,
When thy great Love, they see.
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