Certayne Psalmes select out of the Psalter of Dauid and drawen into Englyshe Metre, wyth Notes to euery Psalme in iiij. parts to Synge, by F. S. [i.e. Francis Seager] |
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Psalme. C.xliii. Iudica me Deus.
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Psalme. C.xliii. Iudica me Deus.
Gyue sentence on, my syde O God
And eke my cause defende:
Agaynst people, that are peruert
And to me hurt intende.
And eke my cause defende:
Agaynst people, that are peruert
And to me hurt intende.
Delyuer Lorde, me from the man
Whose doynges are vniust:
Whose heart is full, of gyle and craft
In whome there is no trust.
Whose doynges are vniust:
Whose heart is full, of gyle and craft
In whome there is no trust.
For thou O God, art my defence
My strength, my power and myght:
Why hast thou put, me quite awaye
From presence of thy syght.
My strength, my power and myght:
Why hast thou put, me quite awaye
From presence of thy syght.
And why walke I, so heauely
As one that is dismayde:
Whyle that myne enmy, vexeth me
And maks me sore affrayde.
As one that is dismayde:
Whyle that myne enmy, vexeth me
And maks me sore affrayde.
Sende forth thy lyght, me for to gyde
And thy truth me to tell:
They shal me leade, vnto the place
Where thou dost byde and dwell.
And thy truth me to tell:
They shal me leade, vnto the place
Where thou dost byde and dwell.
They shall me strayght, and sure conduct
Unto thy holye hyll:
Where I wyll then, remayne and byde
On thy most blessed wyll.
Unto thy holye hyll:
Where I wyll then, remayne and byde
On thy most blessed wyll.
Then shall I in, thy presence come
With glad and thanckful voyce:
Of thee my God, that maks my youth
In thee muche to reioyce.
With glad and thanckful voyce:
Of thee my God, that maks my youth
In thee muche to reioyce.
O God vpon, the harpe I shall
Thee prayse and magnifye:
Why art thou heauye, O my soule
And dost thus trouble me.
Thee prayse and magnifye:
Why art thou heauye, O my soule
And dost thus trouble me.
In God put trust, and confidence
And geue vnto hym prayse:
He is my hope, he is my health
And eke my God Alwayse.
And geue vnto hym prayse:
He is my hope, he is my health
And eke my God Alwayse.
Hovve much God doth the slaundrous man
Abhorre hate and dispyse:
Is in thys Psalme discribed playne
Euen open to oure eyes.
Abhorre hate and dispyse:
Is in thys Psalme discribed playne
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