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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. 28. Ad te Domine.

Davidis.

1

On thee, O Lord my Rocke, I call,
deafe-ceasing cease to be;
Lest downe the pit, like them that fall,
thy silence silence me.

2

The voice of my petitions heare,
when for thy grace I cry:
When to thy holy Adyte neere,
I lift my hands on hie.

3

Draw mee not with the wicked sort,
that worke with sinfull art,
That to their neighbours peace report,
but malice presse in heart.

4

Pay them what they to passe have brought,
the evill they devis'd:

48

And by the workes their hands have wrought,
be their reward assiz'd.

5

Because what deeds the Lord hath done,
his hand they will not heed:
Downe shall he breake them every one,
and build up no such breed.

6

Blest be the Lord, to whom I strain'd
the voice of mine un-rest:
Whose gracious eare hath entertain'd,
and heard my whole request.

7

The Lord my strength is, and my shield,
my hearts, my hopes successe:
Joy to my heart, whose help doth yeeld,
him shall my song confesse.

8

The Lord with strength doth still support
the flocke that he enfolds;
And of salvations is the Fort,
that his Annointed holds.

9

O save the people of thy flocke,
blesse thine inheritance;
Feed them, and on thy favours rocke
for ever them advance.