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Psalme. VI.
The Argument.
An earnest crieTo God on hie
of men all wrapt in wo
At last they winne,
Gods helpe for sinne
and glad reioyce they so
1
O carpe not sower: thou Lord of power,my sinne in ire to sore:
Nor chasten mee: in crueltie,
I pray to thee therfore.
2
But mercy haue: my life to saue,O Lord for weake am I:
My bones be vext: with feare annext,
thy domes make me to crye.
3
My soule also: is full of woo,my conscyence doth quake:
O Lord how long: thy scourge so strong,
shall me thus fearefull make.
4
O Lord returne: thou seest I mourne,make free my soule to go:
Oh saue me now: thy grace auowe,
thy glory standth therto.
5
In death no man: remember canthy name to celebrate:
What man thus bound: thy prayse can sound
in pit and hell to late.
6
Of groning so: I weary go,my bed I nyghtly washe:
My couch with teares: for sinfull feare,
I water thus alas.
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My beuty wanneth: my trouble standth,myne eyes for thought be dymme:
My zeale for wrath: much magre hath,
amyds my foes so brymme.
8
Auaunt ye all: to you I call,which worke all vanitie:
The Lord of hostes: hath heard your bostes,
and eke my weping crye.
9
This Lord I say: at needefull day,hath heard my meke request:
From hence he will: with mercy still,
heare me to geue me rest.
10
Myne enemies: all hatefull spies,shall feele both shame and payne:
Gods helping grace: them all shall chace,
to flee swift backe agayne.
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