The Psalmes of David The King And Prophet, And Of other holy Prophets, paraphas'd in English: Conferred with the Hebrew Veritie, set forth by B. Arias Montanus, together with the Latine, Greek Septuagint, and Chaldee Paraphrase. By R. B. [i.e. Richard Brathwait] |
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Psal. 18. Diligam te, Domine.
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Psal. 18. Diligam te, Domine.
Ad Præstantem. Servi Domini Davidis, qui loquutus est Domino verba Cantici hujus, in die quo eripuit eum Dominus de volâ omnium inimicorum suorum, & de manu Saul: Et dixit,
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O Lord, whose strength in mee doth move,and all my strength beget,
The strong impression of my love
on thee is wholly set.
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The Lord my rocke, whereon to build,my sort, my Saviour:
My God, my hopes strong hold, my shield,
horne of my health, my towre.
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Upon the praised Lord I call'd,to him for help I prai'd;
Mee from my foes he dis-enthrall'd,
and gave mee saving aide.
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Of death the sorrowes succourlessewere round about mee laid;
Of over-bearing wickednesse
the flouds made me affraid.
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The cords of Hell about mee bent,on every side tooke hold;
The snares of death did mee prevent,
that I could not unfold.
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Opprest, the Lord my God I prest,he from his Palace heares;
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and entred at his eares.
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Then shook the trembling earth for feare,the hills foundations mov'd:
And at his presence troubled were,
because his wroth reprov'd.
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A storme of smoake before him came,which from his nostrils fum'd;
And fire out of his mouth did flame,
that where it came, consum'd.
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He bow'd the Heav'ns, and made his Thronewith earth his foot-stoole meet:
Beneath the dreadfull light that shone,
lay darknesse at his feet.
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A Cherub-chariot did him beare,whose plumes he made his saile;
The winds his winged-coursers were,
and darknesse was his vaile.
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Darke his pavillion, darke the skie,darke waters, duskie clouds,
Compose an aërie canopie,
wherein himselfe he shrowds.
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The brightnesse of his presence tookethe melting clouds in chace;
With haile and coales hot-burning strooke,
they fled before his face.
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The Lord from Heav'n in thunder spoke;his voice that is most-Hie,
With stormes of haile made earth to smoake,
and coales of fire to flie.
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His sheafs of arrowes forth he sent,which at the scatt'red, flew:
Of lightning-shot his vollies spent,
downe his resisters threw.
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The channels of the Maine appeare,the worlds foundations vast,
At thy rebuke discovered were,
Lord, at thy nostrils blast.
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He sent his hand from Heav'n above,to bay the waves that flew;
He tooke mee, and from out the drove
of many waters drew.
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He freed mee from my strongest foe,to whom my strength was small:
And from my mighty haters, moe
than I could match withall.
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When I with woe was over-gone,they mee fore-laid that day;
But mee, then helper having none,
the Lord my staffe did stay.
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Where I was bound he brought mee forthenlarg'd, and set mee free:
For (of mine owne) none other worth,
but his delight in mee.
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According as my justice stands,the Lord did mee reward;
And to the purenesse of my hands,
my recompence he shar'd.
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Because what waies the Lord did goe,therein my feet have trod;
And have not, as the wicked doe,
departed from my God.
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For all his Judgements in my sight,my guides before mee lay;
And from mee his Decrees upright,
I did not turne away.
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So thus with him was I sincere,and held integritie;
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from mine iniquitie.
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Just therefore, as my Justice stands,the Lord to mee supplies:
Rewards the purenesse of my hands
in his pure-sighted eies.
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Thou to the mercifull wilt shewhow mercifull thou art:
Thy strong perfections make him know
that is of perfect heart.
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So with the pure to be as pure,thy selfe thou wilt reveale;
And with the froward wilt be sure
as frowardly to deale.
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Thus wilt thou save from overthrowpoore peoples miserie;
And strike the eyes of pride as low,
as they have look't too hie.
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My candle thou shalt surely light;this darksome night of mine,
The Lord my God shall make as bright
as lightsome day to shine.
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By thee have I dismai'd an host,and broken through them all;
And by my God, where danger most
might skare mee, scal'd the wall.
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The way of God is perfect ground,the Word of Jah is tri'd;
To all a shield of safetie found,
whose hopes on him reside.
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For who is God, the Lord except!Who is a Rocke of Might!
Say (ye that have to Idols crept)
and give our God his right.
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The God that girdeth mee with strength,is he that is my stay;
And he through all my journies length,
that perfect gives my way.
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He makes my feet as swift as Hinds,to follow, or to flie:
He makes me stand, as fit he finds,
upon my places hie.
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My hands to warre he doth frequent,and weapons learnes to feele:
These armes of mine to bend, and bent,
to breake a bow of steele.
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On me the shield of saving healththou hast vouchsaf'd to beat:
Thy right hand hath upheld my wealth,
thy meeknesse made mee great.
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Beneath my feet thou didst enlargemy pathes on every side:
And of my footsteps took'st such charge,
my ankles should not slide.
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Mine enemies have I pursu'd,and overtooke in flight,
And not return'd, till I subdu'd,
and ruin'd them outright.
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With wounds I stunn'd them in such wise,that now to stand unmeet:
Nor ever able more to rise,
they fell beneath my feet.
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For thou with strength hast girt my side,in battell to oppose,
And under foot to tread their pride,
against mee that uprose.
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Thou, of my foes to mee hast broughtthe neckes, that under yoke
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my haters at a stroke.
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In their distresse for help they cri'd,but none there was to save:
Even to the Lord, but none repli'd,
and he no answer gave.
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Small as the dust before the windthem did I peace-meale beate;
And them like out-cast rubbish grinde,
that strewes the myrie street.
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From people with contentions fedthou hast delivered me;
And of the Heath'ns hast made me head,
by strangers serv'd to be.
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To mee, at hearing of the eare,obedient shall they sit:
And to my power, dissembling feare,
the forraigne shall submit.
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The strangers sonnes shall shrinke away,their falsers hearts shall faile;
And in their holds affraid to stay,
their closets make their Jaile.
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Let live the Lord, my Rocke be blest,He that my head did raise,
The God in whom my health doth rest,
exalted be with praise.
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My praise of God the Powerfull sings,avenger of my wrongs;
That under my subjection brings
the headlesse peoples throngs.
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He from my foes in safetie led,and left mee free to stand;
Above my Rivals rais'd my head,
rid from the Tyrants hand.
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To thee therefore will I give thanks,O Lord, and praises frame,
Among the Heathens thickest rankes,
to sing unto thy name.
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His Kings salvations great, he makesfor ever to succeed;
On his Annointed mercie takes,
on David and his seed.
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