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 | The Psalter of David newely translated into English metre in such sort that it maye the more decently, and wyth more delyte of the mynde, be reade and songe of al men, wherunto is added a note of four partes, wyth other thynges, as shall appear in the Epistle to the Reader [by Robert Crowley] |  |
The .xxxij. Psalme.
That
man is blest that is lyghted of hys transgression:
And whose synne is hydde in the hope of hys saluation.
And whose synne is hydde in the hope of hys saluation.
The man is bleste to whō the Lord doeth not impute hys synne:
So is he bleste wythin whose breaste no disceyte doeth begyn.
So is he bleste wythin whose breaste no disceyte doeth begyn.
Whylse I do dayly with my self, sometyme thyncke secretly:
And some tyme breake out wyth wepyng, my bones consume greatly.
And some tyme breake out wyth wepyng, my bones consume greatly.
For nyght and daye thyne hande & powre, lyeth vpon me heauie:
My iuse and moysture are made lyke thynges that sommer doeth drye.
My iuse and moysture are made lyke thynges that sommer doeth drye.
But when I had tolde she my fault & had not hyd my synne:
And after that I had this thought, it is best I begynne:
And after that I had this thought, it is best I begynne:
For to confesse vnto the Lord, all my transgression:
Forth wyth thou dydst geue me of all my synnes remission.
Forth wyth thou dydst geue me of all my synnes remission.
Wherfore ech goodman wyll praye the dureynge the tyme of grace:
And the floude of the ragynge waues shall not come to hys place.
And the floude of the ragynge waues shall not come to hys place.
Thou arte myne hydynge place and wylt, kepe me from miserie:
And wylt beset me wyth the myrth of men that scape hardly.
And wylt beset me wyth the myrth of men that scape hardly.
Thou hast sayde, I wyll teach the, in the waye thou shouldest go:
And wyth myne eie and cleare knowledge, I wyll helpe the also.
And wyth myne eie and cleare knowledge, I wyll helpe the also.
Be not lyke to the horsse or mule, that do nought vnderstande:
Whose chawes thou must bynd wyth a bytte ere they folowe thyne hande.
The sorowes of the wycked men, are ryght many in dede:
But he that doeth stycke to the Lorde shall neuer stande in nede.
But he that doeth stycke to the Lorde shall neuer stande in nede.
Be glad in the Lorde (O ye iuste) & reioyce in hys syght:
Synge vnto hym so many as are in youre hertes vpright.
Synge vnto hym so many as are in youre hertes vpright.
| The Psalter of David newely translated into English metre in such sort that it maye the more decently, and wyth more delyte of the mynde, be reade and songe of al men, wherunto is added a note of four partes, wyth other thynges, as shall appear in the Epistle to the Reader [by Robert Crowley] | |