Expectans expectaui.
Psalm. lx.
I.H.
Dauid deliuered from great daunger, doth magnifye and prayse the
grace of God for his deliueraunce, and commendith his prouidence
towardes all mankynd. Then doth he promyse to geue hym self wholy
to Gods seruice, and so declareth how God is truly worshipped.
Afterward he geueth thanckes and prayseth God, and hauing complained
of his enemies wt good courage, he calleth for aide & cuccour.
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Sing this as the .xxxv. psalme.
[The first parte.]
I wayted
longe and sought the Lorde,
and patiently did beare:
At length to me he did accorde,
my voyce and cry to heare.
He pluckt me from the lake so deepe,
out of the mire and clay:
And on a rocke he set my feete,
and he did gide my waye.
To me he taught a psalme of prayse,
whiche I must shew abrode:
And sing new songes of thankes alwayse,
vnto the Lorde our God,
When all the folke these thinges shall see,
as people muche afrayde.
Then they vnto the Lorde will flee,
and trust vpon his ayde.
O blest is he whose hope and hart,
doth in the Lorde remayne:
That with the proude doth take no part,
nor suche as lye and faine,
For Lorde my God thy wondrous dedes,
in greatnes far doo passe:
Thy fauour towards vs excedes,
all things that euer was.
When I entend and doo deuise,
thy workes abrode to shew:
To suche a reckning they doo ryse,
therof no ende I know.
Burnt offringes thou delightste not in,
I know thy whole desire:
With sacrifice to purge their sinne,
thou doest no man require.
Meate offering and sacrifice,
thou woldst not haue at all:
But thou O Lorde hast open made,
mine eares to heare withall.
But then said I behold and loke,
I come a meane to be:
For in the volume of the booke,
thus it is sayd of me.
The second parte.
That I, O God, should doo thy minde,
whiche thyng doth like me well:
For in my hart thy lawe I fynde,
fast placed there to dwell.
Thy Iustice and thy righteousnes,
in great resorts I tell:
Beholde, my toung no time doth cease,
O Lord thou knowest full well.
I haue not hid within my brest,
thy goodnes as by stelth,
But I declare and haue exprest,
thy truth and sauing health.
I kept not close thy louyng minde,
that no man shoulde it knowe:
The trust that in thy truth I finde,
to all the churche I shewe.
For I with mischefes many one,
am sore beset aboute:
My sinnes encrease and so com on,
I can not spy them out.
For why in number they excede,
the heares vpon my head:
My hart doth faynt for very drede,
that I almost am deade.
With speed send help and set me free,
O Lorde I thee require:
Make hast with ayde to succour me,
O Lorde at my desire.
Let them sustayne rebuke and shame,
that seeke my soule to spille:
Driue back my foes and them defame,
that wish and would me ill.
For their ill feates doo them discrie,
that wolde deface my name:
Alwayse at me they rayle and cry,
fie on him, fie for shame.
Let them in thee haue ioye and welth
that seeke to thee alwayse:
That those that loue thy sauing health
may say, to God be prayse.
But as for me I am but poore,
opprest and brought full lowe:
Yet thou O Lorde wilt me restore,
to health full well I know.
For why thou art my hope and trust
my refuge helpe and stay,
Wherfore my God as thou art iust,
with me no time delaye.
