The Psalmes of David The King And Prophet, And Of other holy Prophets, paraphas'd in English: Conferred with the Hebrew Veritie, set forth by B. Arias Montanus, together with the Latine, Greek Septuagint, and Chaldee Paraphrase. By R. B. [i.e. Richard Brathwait] |
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Psal. 74. Ut quid Deus?
Admonitio Asaphi.
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For ever! what doth thee provoke,from us cast off to keep?
Still shall, O God, thy nostrils smoake,
against thy pasture-sheep?
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Thy Congregation call to mind,thy now forsaken fold,
Whom thou, from bondage didst unbind,
and purchast hast of old.
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Thine Heritages rod redeem'd,among our fathers dealt:
This Sion-Mount, so much esteem'd,
the seat, where thou hast dwelt.
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Lift up thy feet: Thy foe defeatfor ever, every one:
That to thy Sanctuaries seat
have all this evill done.
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Amidst thy holy places met,thine adversaries roare:
Their Ensignes up for signes they set
of conquest got before.
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He that high groves of Cedars growne,with axe up-lifted fell'd,
By much lesse loud report was knowne,
like ours, no spoiler held.
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And now they rend, and raze as fast,the roofes, the beames, lie broke,
The carved columnes downe are cast,
with maule and hammers stroke.
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Thy Sanctuaries, set on fire,laid levell with the ground:
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to plant thy Name was found.
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Let us (in heart, said they) make spoile,together them destroy:
Unburnt, let God, in all the soile,
no Synagogue enjoy.
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Our signes, we see not! Prophet none,our Seers all among:
Before our evill day be done,
none left, that knowes how long.
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How long, O God, of this our shame,shall our distressor dreame?
How long, for ever, shall thy Name
the Enemie blaspheme?
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Why, turne thy hand? why, thy right handheld in thy bosome void?
Why, this (while thou, withdrawne dost stand)
Destroier undestroi'd?
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For why? God is my King of old,by whom, Salvations wrought,
Doe we, amidst the earth behold,
as from their fountaine brought.
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Through standing seas divided walls,thy power, thy peoples leads;
And with thy batt'ring water-falls,
thou break'st the Dragons heads.
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Leviathans great heads (more great)thy surges swept away:
Thou gav'st him to be peoples meat,
the Desert-dwellers prey.
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Thou mad'st out of the stony rockewhole flouds and fountaines flie;
And through their laps, to lead thy flockes,
drew'st mighty rivers drie.
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Thine is the day, the night is thine,thou hast prepar'd the light:
By day, the golden Sunne to shine,
the silver Moone by night.
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(The seas, shut up within their shores)thou quarter'st out the coasts:
The Summers, and the Winters flow'rs,
thou lay'st with fires and frosts.
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Remember, Lord, how this reproach,the Enemie did frame:
How foolish people did encroach,
that durst blaspheme thy Name.
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Thy Turtles soule commit thou notto be the wild beasts prey;
Nor thine afflicted flocke, forgot,
for ever cast away.
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Unto thy Covenant have respect,for all the earth is darke;
And here, her roofes hath rapine deck't,
oppression set her marke.
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O, let not thine opprest depart,repuls't with brand of shame:
But let the poore afflicted heart,
and needy, praise thy Name.
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Arise, O God, thy plea proceed,to plead without delay,
Remember how the foole-mad breed,
reproach thee all the day.
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Forget not, of thine enemies,the voice that thee offends:
Their tumult, that against thee rise,
continually ascends.
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