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Psalme. XXI.

The Argument.

Here is exprest
How that request
is hard which went beforne
Now thankes the more
He geueth therfore
to see hys foes forlorne.

Domine in virtute.


1

The king with voyce: doth most reioyce,
thy strength O Lord most kynde:
For health so had: he is full glad,
excedingly in mynde.

2

Thou hast him geuen: such helpe to wynne,
in hart as he desyrde:
For that he sought: by thee was wrought,
as full his lips requirde.

Sela


3

Thy good entent: dyd hym preuent,
thy blessyng sweete thou gauest:
Upon his hed: a crowne so red,
of gold well set thou hast.

4

He asked lyfe: and lyfe ful ryfe,
thou gauest him that will last:
More hym thou gaue: then he dyd craue,
euen lyfe that shall not wast.

5

His honour great: in thee is set,
in thy saluation true:
Thou didst him crowne: with bright renowne
and glory hym dyd sue.

6

Thou hast againe: exalt hys raygne,
wyth long felicitie:
To glad hys state: most fortunate,
with ioy thy face to see.

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7

The cause is thys: the kyng I wis,
in God dyd put his trust:
Hys louyng grace: so steyd hys place,
no man could downe hym thrust.

8

Thy strong ryght hand: by sea and land,
shall all thy foes confound:
Thou shalt seeke out: thy haters stout,
wyth power to cast on ground.

9

In thyne whote ire: as ouen wyth fire,
thou shalt them make to fume:
The Lord in wrath: shall stroy theyr pathe,
the fire shall them consume.

10

Thou shalt supplant: theyr fruite to want,
theyr rootes from earth full low:
Theyr seede euen quyte: from all mens sight,
no man thence shall them know.

11

For they entend: on thee to send,
some euill in spitefull fourme:
Theyr cursed deede: yet wanted speede,
they could not it perfourme.

12

For such a thyng: thou shalt O kyng,
them all put foule to flight:
Thou shalt bestow: thy stryng and bow,
agaynst theyr face to smite.

13

O Lord of helth: exalt thy selfe,
in thyne owne strength and might:
So wyll we syng: to thee O kyng,
to prayse thy power aright.