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. 31. In te Domine speravi.
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Psal. 31. In te Domine speravi.
Ad Præstantem. Psalmus David.
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My confidence on thee I ground,sham'd let mee never be:
As Justice doth in thee abound,
O Lord, deliver me.
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Bowe downe thine eare, I may be heard,with speed on mee reflect:
My rocke of strength, my house of guard,
in safety mee protect.
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For thou my rocke and fortresse tri'd,whatever path I tread,
Wilt for thy Name sake be my guide,
and all my footing lead.
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To bring mee forth out of the net,for mee in secret laid,
Thy force against their falshood set;
thy strength is all my aide.
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From death and deaths eternall bands,by thee redeem'd, my spirit,
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Lord God of truth, commit.
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I hate them that observers areof lying vanities:
My confidences settled care
upon the Lord relies.
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I will with glad and joyfull spleenthy mercies praise expresse:
For my affliction hast thou seen,
and knowne my soules distresse.
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Nor hast thou shut me in the handof my malignant foe;
But for my feet made place to stand,
and roome at large to goe.
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On mee since yet distresse is drawne,let Lord thy mercie shine:
Mine eye, my soule, my belly gnaw'n,
with indignation pine.
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My life with woe is worne to nought,my yeeres in sighing spent:
My strength, my sinnes have over-wrought,
my bones are gnaw'n and rent.
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Reproach of all my foes I beare,my neighbours vehemently,
And my familiars, strook with feare,
my sight that meet mee flie.
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My selfe a dead man out of mind,and in mens hearts forgot,
As vile and use-lesse held I find,
as is a broken pot.
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For I have heard the multitudewith slanders mee dismay;
Against mee counsell, and conclude
to take my soule away.
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But, Lord, thou art my God, I saidmy trust relies on thee:
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My times that in thy hand are laid,from hostile hand set free.
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And on thy light-lesse servant makethy faces light to shine:
O save mee for thy mercie sake,
from this distresse of mine.
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Lord, let not shame have share in mee,for on thee doe I call:
Confounded let the wicked be,
to Hell, strook-silent fall.
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Of lying lips the lavish foordslet forth no further breake,
Which hard disdainfull spitefull words
against the Just man speake.
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How plentifull thy bounties be,which thou hast laid in store,
For them that feare and trust in thee,
the sonnes of men before!
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Them in thy faces secret hide,from proud insulters wrongs;
In thy Pavillion laid aside
secure from strife of tongues.
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Blest be the Lord, that wondrouslyhis mercie hath dispenc't;
And mee in safetie set to lye
within a Citie fenc't.
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Amaz'd, I said, before thine eies,cut off, and cast away;
The voice yet heardst thou of my cries,
when I to thee did pray.
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O love the Lord, all ye his Saints,for faithfull doers waies
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the haughty home repaies.
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Be strong, endure, and doe your parts,the Lord will in the end
Establish your encourag'd hearts,
whose hopes on him depend.
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