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Psalme. XLVIII.
The Argument.
Gods Citie hereIs praysed clere
a type of Christ hys spouse,
It teachth agayne
All Christen men
of prayse to pay theyr vowes.
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Great is the Lord: wyth hye accorde,so praysed ought to bee:
In citie great: where God is set,
hys holy hill to see.
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For Syon hyll: is fayer still,of all the world the blisse:
This hyll so wyde: holdth North on syde,
Gods citie hye it is.
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Our God euen thus: most glorious,is knowne in palace great:
As refuge sure: all men to cure,
that place is hys so neat.
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For lo the kynges: theyr gatherynges,in earth made her to spoyle:
Though thus they met: wyth fury whet,
yet her they could not foyle.
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Her walles and holdes, they dyd behold,and merueld all agast:
Theyr hartes were danke: theyr brags were blanke,
eftsones they downe were cast.
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Such feares and panges, theyr harts so wrangin tyme of theyr assaute:
As women knowes: theyr bearyng throwes,
wyth feares lyke were they fraught.
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So dyd they quayle: as Tharsis sayle,felt wreckt by wyndes of East:
For Paynyms all: be worthy fall,
Gods heritage to wrest.
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As we dyd heare: so saw we neare,Gods citye hye and strong:
Thys God of oures: the God of powers,
wyll strength her aye from wrong.
9
As we conceyud: so we receyud,O Lord thy mercy great:
For we dyd wayte: thy helpe most great,
in myds of temple set.
10
As (EL) thy name: is strong in fame,So is thy prayse well sene:
The world full out, and so no dout,
thy workes full ryghteous bene.
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Let Syon mount: her ioy recount,let Iudas townes be glad:
For thys thy dome: to pull a downe,
these Paynyms frantike mad.
12
Walke ye about: the wals so stout,of Syons gostly house:
And tell her towers: her fortes and bowers,
her prayse that ye may rouse.
13
And marke ye well: how strong she dwelth,in bulwarkes how she lie.
That ye may tell: it euery deale,
to your posteritie.
14
This God euen hee: our God we see,for aye and euer strong:
He shall vs guyde: tyll death so wyde,
of hym shall be our song.
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