The Psalmes of David Translated Into Lyrick-Verse according to the scope, of the Original. And Illustrated, with a Short Argument, and a breife Prayer, or Meditation; before, & after, every Psalme. By George Wither |
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 | The Psalmes of David Translated Into Lyrick-Verse |  |
Another of the same.
[At al tymes with my tongue I'le blesse the Lord]
At al tymes with my tongue I'le blesse the Lord;To sing of him I never will forbear,
But, in my Soul, his praise with mirth record;
And publish what the meek shall ioy to hear.
Come, therfor, helpe his praises to declare;
To magnify his Name, let vs agree.
Discharg'd I was, by him, of all my fear;
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Enlightned are their eyes that look on him;
And, no disgrace or shame, or those cann fall:
For, he in all their troubles helpeth them;
And hears the pore, when he on him doth call.
God's Angell-gards, round those that fear him, be
Encamped still to keep them from their Foes.
His greatnes, and his goodnes, tast, & see;
For, all are blest, who trust in him repose.
In him, let all his Saints, confine their fear;
For, povertie from such restrained is.
Kept hungry, oft, the whelps of Lions are,
But, they who fear the Lord, no goodnes misse.
Let me from you (yee babes) attention gaine;
That, I the fear of God to you may showe.
Mark also this (all yee that would attaine
Long life on earth, & happie daies, to knowe)
No sland'rous tales envre your tongues to tell;
And, let your lipps dissembling speach eschewe:
Of wicked words beware; Vprightly deal;
Enquire our Peace, & after it persue.
Plac'd are Gods eyes, vpon the Righteous race;
He to their cries, an open ear doth lay:
Quite opposite to sinners, is his face;
And from the land, he rootes their name away.
Right willingly, the Lord inclines his ear,
To hear, & save the righteous, when they cry.
Sinn-wounded soules, & harts that broken are,
He never shunns; but, vnto such is nigh.
Though many greefs, vpon the Godly fall,
The Lord, will ev'ry one of them remove.
Vnbroke, ev'n all his bones, preserve he shall;
But, sinn, the death of sinful men shal prove.
Whoe so doth hate the Iust, shall hated be,
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Yea, all their soules from thral he setteth free,
And leaveth none, that put their trust in him.
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