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 | The psalms |  |
117
Psalm 60 Deus, repulisti nos
Thy anger, erst in field
Our scatt'red squadrons brake:
O God bee reconcil'd,
Our leading now retake.
This land at thee did quake,
It chinkt and gaping lay:
O sound her ruptures make,
Her quaking bring to stay.
Our scatt'red squadrons brake:
O God bee reconcil'd,
Our leading now retake.
This land at thee did quake,
It chinkt and gaping lay:
O sound her ruptures make,
Her quaking bring to stay.
Worse happes no hart could think,
Then did thy wrath ensue:
Dull horror was our drinck,
We, drincking, giddy grew.
But now an ensigne new
Re-chearing all dismaies
To guide thy fearers view,
Thy truth, our chiefe doth raise.
Then did thy wrath ensue:
Dull horror was our drinck,
We, drincking, giddy grew.
But now an ensigne new
Re-chearing all dismaies
To guide thy fearers view,
Thy truth, our chiefe doth raise.
Then sett thy loved free,
Preserve mee when I pray:
Hark, hark, soe shall it be
God from his howse doth say.
Then make a mery stay:
And share we Sichems fields:
The land in percells lay,
That Sucoths valey yelds.
Preserve mee when I pray:
Hark, hark, soe shall it be
God from his howse doth say.
Then make a mery stay:
And share we Sichems fields:
The land in percells lay,
That Sucoths valey yelds.
Mine Gilead lo, by this,
Manasse lo, mine own:
My soldier Ephraim is,
My law by Judah shown;
My washpott Moab grown
My shoe at Edom flong!
Philistia overthrown:
Sing now thy triumph song.
Manasse lo, mine own:
My soldier Ephraim is,
My law by Judah shown;
My washpott Moab grown
My shoe at Edom flong!
Philistia overthrown:
Sing now thy triumph song.
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But whom shall I attend,
Till I these conquests make?
On whose conduct depend
Till Edoms fortes I take?
O thine to whom we spake,
But spake before in vayn:
Thine God, that didst forsake
Our troupes for warr to trayn.
Till I these conquests make?
On whose conduct depend
Till Edoms fortes I take?
O thine to whom we spake,
But spake before in vayn:
Thine God, that didst forsake
Our troupes for warr to trayn.
Against distressing foes
Let us thy succour finde:
Who trust in man repose,
Doe trust repose in winde.
In God lett hand and mind
Their force and vallor show,
Hee, hee in abject kind
Shall lay our haters low.
Let us thy succour finde:
Who trust in man repose,
Doe trust repose in winde.
In God lett hand and mind
Their force and vallor show,
Hee, hee in abject kind
Shall lay our haters low.
| The psalms | |