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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 .lxxvij. Psalme.
When
I dyd lyfte my voyce to God, and dyd vpon him crye:
Then dyd he geue eare vnto me & hearde me wyllyngly.
Then dyd he geue eare vnto me & hearde me wyllyngly.
In the daye of my trouble I dyd to the Lorde resort:
By nyght my power was scatered, my soule toke no confort.
By nyght my power was scatered, my soule toke no confort.
When I called God to my mynde, then was my sprite troubled:
And I mourned excedyngly, & my courage faynted.
And I mourned excedyngly, & my courage faynted.
O God thou dydest knowe certenly the watches of myne eies:
I was amased and coulde not speake out in any wise.
I was amased and coulde not speake out in any wise.
Then dyd I call to memorie, the tymes that erst haue bene:
And the years that in the old world our fore fathers haue sene.
And the years that in the old world our fore fathers haue sene.
My verses in the nyght dyd I call to my memorie:
And wyth myne herte I cōmuned, and dyd myne owne sprite trie.
And wyth myne herte I cōmuned, and dyd myne owne sprite trie.
Then sayde I, wyll the Lord forsake his pore seruant for aye?
Wyll he neuer be pleasaūt but thus terrible alwaye?
Wyll he neuer be pleasaūt but thus terrible alwaye?
Is his loueynge kyndnes quitte lost hath he no more in store?
Shall the sprite of true prophecie neuer be heard of more?
Shall the sprite of true prophecie neuer be heard of more?
Hath God forgotten vtterly, howe to be mercifull?
Wyl he holde in his mercies lyke a man that is irefull?
Wyl he holde in his mercies lyke a man that is irefull?
Yet at the laste, thus dyd I thyncke, this is but my weakenes:
For the right hand of the high God, maye chaunge all thynges certes.
For the right hand of the high God, maye chaunge all thynges certes.
The worckes of the Lorde wyll I call to memorie therfore:
And wyll not forget the wōders that he dyd heretofore.
I wyll also (O God) thyncke on all thy worckes secretly:
And to speake of thy counselles Lorde, I wyll my selfe applye.
And to speake of thy counselles Lorde, I wyll my selfe applye.
For all thy wayes and thy counselles, are holy and vpright:
No God therfore can be so great, as art thou God of myght.
No God therfore can be so great, as art thou God of myght.
For thou alone hast brought to passe thynges straynge and wonderfull:
And emonge the people thou hast made thy power notable.
And emonge the people thou hast made thy power notable.
For thy people are reuenged by thy great poure full well:
That is to saye the chyldren of Iosephe and Israell.
That is to saye the chyldren of Iosephe and Israell.
The waters dyd se the (O God) the waters dyd se the:
And loste theyr strength, and the depe gan amased for to be.
And loste theyr strength, and the depe gan amased for to be.
The darcke cloudes sent downe showeres of rayne in wonderfull plentie:
And the cloudes sent forth thunder clappes, and thy arrowes gan flye.
And the cloudes sent forth thunder clappes, and thy arrowes gan flye.
The noyse of thy thunderclappes and the flashes of lyghtnynge:
Appeared round about, and the earth fell in a tremblynge.
Appeared round about, and the earth fell in a tremblynge.
Thy wayes are in the sea and thy pathes in waters full stronge:
And thy fote steppes are not espyed, either of olde or yonge.
And thy fote steppes are not espyed, either of olde or yonge.
Thou dydeste leade thy people lyke a simple flocke of shepe:
And by the hand of Moses and Aaron thou dydest them kepe.
And by the hand of Moses and Aaron thou dydest them kepe.
| 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] | |