The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter To be Sung after the Old Tunes used in the Churches [by Henry King] |
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Psal. LXXX.
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 | The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter |  |
Psal. LXXX.
Great Shepheard who dost Israel keep,
And leadest Ioseph like a sheep;
Give eare, and shine with glorious light,
O thou that dwell'st 'twixt Cherubs bright.
Before thy Tribes, now Captives made,
Stir up thy selfe and bring us aid:
Manasses, Ephraim behold,
And Benjamin to bondage sold.
And leadest Ioseph like a sheep;
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O thou that dwell'st 'twixt Cherubs bright.
Before thy Tribes, now Captives made,
Stir up thy selfe and bring us aid:
Manasses, Ephraim behold,
And Benjamin to bondage sold.
Turne us againe O God of might,
And shew to us thy comforts light;
Thy favour to thy servants deigne,
And then we shall be whole againe.
How long wilt thou displeased be,
With those who daily worship thee?
How long thy closed eare exclude
Their Prayers, who to Thee have sa'd?
And shew to us thy comforts light;
Thy favour to thy servants deigne,
And then we shall be whole againe.
How long wilt thou displeased be,
With those who daily worship thee?
How long thy closed eare exclude
Their Prayers, who to Thee have sa'd?
Thou feedest Them with sorrowes bread,
And teares for drink are measured;
We are through strife and envy torne,
Our neighbours spoile, our haters scorne.
Turne us againe great God of might,
And shew to us thy comforts light;
Thy favour to Thy servants deigne,
And then we shall be whole againe.
And teares for drink are measured;
We are through strife and envy torne,
Our neighbours spoile, our haters scorne.
Turne us againe great God of might,
And shew to us thy comforts light;
Thy favour to Thy servants deigne,
And then we shall be whole againe.
Thou didst a Vine from Ægypt bring,
Thy hand which planted, made it spring;
And that it might have room to spred,
The Heathen were discomfited:
I'ts root Thou caused'st fast to stand,
And with faire branches fill the land;
The Hills were cover'd with Hir shade,
Hir boughes like goodly Cedars made.
Thy hand which planted, made it spring;
And that it might have room to spred,
The Heathen were discomfited:
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And with faire branches fill the land;
The Hills were cover'd with Hir shade,
Hir boughes like goodly Cedars made.
Hir Armes did from the River reach,
Unto the Swelling Oceans beach.
Why ha'st Thou then broke downe hir fense
Exposing hir to violence?
That all who passe along hir place,
Pluck off hir grapes, hir stock deface;
The Mountaine beasts, the Forrest Boare,
Root up hir plants, devoure hir store.
Unto the Swelling Oceans beach.
Why ha'st Thou then broke downe hir fense
Exposing hir to violence?
That all who passe along hir place,
Pluck off hir grapes, hir stock deface;
The Mountaine beasts, the Forrest Boare,
Root up hir plants, devoure hir store.
Returne O God! from heaven shine,
Visit Thy now despised Vine:
And what thy right hand once did plant,
O never may thy blessing want.
Let all hir branches flourish long,
Which for thy self thou mad'st so strong
For though cut down, and burnt she lye
Thy beames of love shall make hir rise.
Visit Thy now despised Vine:
And what thy right hand once did plant,
O never may thy blessing want.
Let all hir branches flourish long,
Which for thy self thou mad'st so strong
For though cut down, and burnt she lye
Thy beames of love shall make hir rise.
Thy people strengthen and protect,
Whom for thy self Thou did'st elect:
So will we not goe back from Thee,
Whose name shall still invoked be.
Turne us again O God of might,
And shew to us Thy comforts light;
Thy favour to thy servants deigne;
And then we shall be whole againe.
Whom for thy self Thou did'st elect:
So will we not goe back from Thee,
Whose name shall still invoked be.
Turne us again O God of might,
And shew to us Thy comforts light;
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And then we shall be whole againe.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |