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The whole Psalter translated into English Metre

which contayneth an hundreth and fifty Psalmes

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Psalme. XIX.

The Argument.

This Psalme deliteth
Gods worke to cyte
who is to sunne comparde
His law it treateth
And so it speaketh
of his Apostles garde,

Cœli enarrant.


1

The heauens do tell: how God excelth
in glory, power, and might:
The firmament: so excellent,
his handy worke endight.

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2

For day to day: succeedyng aye,
doth playne hys power declare:
As night to nyght: ensuyng ryght,
setteth out hys louyng care.

3

No speche, or tong: to them doth long,
theyr voyce distinct not hard:
To magnifie: theyr Lord so hie,
by languages regard.

4

But yet theyr sound: as wordes rebound,
on all the earth it strayes:
To further cost: all vttermost,
their noyse theyr maker prayse.

5

In them he set: the sunne so net,
lyke bridegrome which proceedth:
His chamber out: as Giaunt stout,
reioyceth hys course to speede.

6

His course goeth out: euen round about,
the heauen and backe retreath:
From East to West: it hath no rest,
all thyng doth feele hys heate.

7

Gods law is iust: a law to trust,
as spotlesse turnyng hartes:
His wytnes pure: record is sure,
to babe it wyt impartes.

8

The Lordes behest: is all the best,
to ioy the hart in ryght:
His biddinges be: so pure to see,
blynd syght they turne to lyght.

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9

The Lord his feare: is cleane and cleare,
which euer shall endure:
His iudgementes bee: the truth most free,
and be themselues full sure.

10

They be to vs: more gracious,
then gold or precious stone:
To man more meete: then hony sweete,
they passe the hony combe.

11

Yea more then this: thy seruant is,
to keepe them alway prest:
And sure shall he: rewarded be,
wyth ioy whych is behest.

12

Synnes which be wrought: in deed & thought,
wythout thys law who knowth?
Fro faultes that lye: oh secretly,
thy clensing hand bestow.

13

From sinnes of pryde: thy seruant hyde,
that me they do not guide:
That vndefilde: and lesse beguilde,
the great sinne myght I slyde.

14

My wordes thus said: my thoughts depe laid
God graunt they please thy sight:
O Lord my power: my rocke and bower,
and my redemer quite.