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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 .lxix. Psalme.
Helpe
me (O God) for I am lyke to perishe out of hand:
For I do syncke into the myer, where is no place to stande.
For I do syncke into the myer, where is no place to stande.
Into depe waters I am fallen, which do me ouer flowe:
I am werie wyth lowde criynge, my throte wareth drye nowe.
I am werie wyth lowde criynge, my throte wareth drye nowe.
Wyth ofte lokynge vp to my God, myne eies begyne to fayle:
And they that hate me wythout cause, are now lyke to preuayle.
And they that hate me wythout cause, are now lyke to preuayle.
For they are moe in numbre then the heyres are on myne head:
Wherby they cause me to paye that I neuer receiued.
Wherby they cause me to paye that I neuer receiued.
What ignoraunce hath caused me, to do Lord thou doeste see:
My synnes Lorde and my wyckednes, are not vnknowne to the.
My synnes Lorde and my wyckednes, are not vnknowne to the.
O God of hostes, let not them that to the wyth fayth repare:
Haue cause by that they see in me, to fall into dispeare.
For in thy cause do I suffer, all this rebuke and shame:
And am caste out from my kynred, & made straynge to the same.
And am caste out from my kynred, & made straynge to the same.
The thought that I take for thy house, is greate breakynge to me:
And I take all such wordes to herte, as men speake agaynst the.
And I take all such wordes to herte, as men speake agaynst the.
If I dyd euer faste or wepe, my bodye for to tame:
The same hathe ben caste in my teeth, as a thynge worthy blame.
The same hathe ben caste in my teeth, as a thynge worthy blame.
I lapte my bodie in sack cloth, and ware it for a coate:
And then began they sor to skoffe and ieste at me I wotte.
And then began they sor to skoffe and ieste at me I wotte.
Yea they that sate in the towne gates the rulars and the kynges:
Iested at me, and the drunckardes made thē songes of these thynges.
Iested at me, and the drunckardes made thē songes of these thynges.
But I make my prayer to the (O Lorde) that I ne mysse:
Of helpe through thy goodnes and trueth, when thy good pleasure is.
Of helpe through thy goodnes and trueth, when thy good pleasure is.
Pulle me out of the depe myer, and from drownynge me kepe:
Deliuer me from enimies & from the waters depe.
Deliuer me from enimies & from the waters depe.
Leste the surges do ouerflowe, and the syncke swalowe me:
And the depe pytte shutte vp his mouth, whē I shall therin be.
And the depe pytte shutte vp his mouth, whē I shall therin be.
O Lorde graunt my requeste to me, euen for thy goodnes sake:
And as thy mercies are man y, oon me pitie take.
And as thy mercies are man y, oon me pitie take.
Hyde not thy face from thy seruant, for I am nowe troubled:
Make haste (O God) & shortly let my request be graunted.
Make haste (O God) & shortly let my request be graunted.
O Lorde drawe nygh vnto my soule, let it be salfe through the:
And because of myne enimies, Lord God deliuer me.
And because of myne enimies, Lord God deliuer me.
Thou knowest what rebuke I do byde, what shame and dishonour:
For all they that do trouble me, are in thy syght ech houre.
For all they that do trouble me, are in thy syght ech houre.
Through the rebuke myne herte is broke and heauie is my mynde:
I loke for some to pitie me, but no conforte I fynde.
I loke for some to pitie me, but no conforte I fynde.
They dyd geue me gall in my meate, and when I was thyrsty:
They gaue me vinager to dryncke, such was theyr crueltie.
They gaue me vinager to dryncke, such was theyr crueltie.
Let theyr table be made a snare, to take themselfes wyth all:
And where they trust to lyue in peace, ther let them take a fall.
Darken the eies of theyr iudgment, lest they would loke and see:
Make theyr loynes weake and breake theyr backes, that thus haue done to me.
Make theyr loynes weake and breake theyr backes, that thus haue done to me.
Poure out thy wrath on them & let thyne hotte anger them quell:
Let theyr houses be made deserte, and none therin to dwell.
Let theyr houses be made deserte, and none therin to dwell.
For when thou hast striken a man, they persecute hym styll:
And suche men as thou haste wounded, they endeuour to kyll.
And suche men as thou haste wounded, they endeuour to kyll.
Let them encrease in wyckednes, & neuer se iustice:
Wype them out of the boke lyfe, from emōge the rightwise.
Wype them out of the boke lyfe, from emōge the rightwise.
As for me, syth I am afflict and sorowfull of mynd:
His salfgard in thyne health (O God) let thy pore seruant fynd.
His salfgard in thyne health (O God) let thy pore seruant fynd.
Then shall I prayse goddes; holy name, wyth most ioyfull syngynge:
and shall magnifie the same with most hertie thanckes geuynge.
and shall magnifie the same with most hertie thanckes geuynge.
This thynge is more accepted, wyth the Lorde and doeth hym moue:
Much more then to offer a calfe that hath boeth horne and houe.
Much more then to offer a calfe that hath boeth horne and houe.
O yet that lyue in miserie, se thys thynge and be glad:
For ye that seke God ernestly, shal not in hert be sad.
For ye that seke God ernestly, shal not in hert be sad.
For the Lorde heareth the nedie, in most mercifull wyse:
Hys bondmen and hys prisoners, he doeth neuer despise.
Hys bondmen and hys prisoners, he doeth neuer despise.
The heauens, the earth, and eke the seas, and all that therin crepe:
Shall prayse the Lord in his doynges, and of his wordes take kepe.
Shall prayse the Lord in his doynges, and of his wordes take kepe.
For the Lord shall preserue Sion, & Iudes cities restore:
That men may dwell ther, and possesse that land for euer more.
That men may dwell ther, and possesse that land for euer more.
The neuiews of his seruauntes shall enherite it I saye:
And all that loue his holy name shall dwell therin for aye.
And all that loue his holy name shall dwell therin for aye.
| 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] | |