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Psalme. LXVI.
The Argument.
An hymne of thankes to God: for helpe in tyranny:With sacrifice: the Iewes it song: in feastes most solempnely.
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Reioyce to God wyth ioy: how wyde the land ye dwell:Expresse your ioyes: to shew how hie: his Godhed doth excell
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And loke wyth song ye prayse: hys name most glorious:And thynke it is: your glory most: hys fame most hye to rowse.
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Say thus before the Lord: how workst thou dreadfully?Thy power shall make: thy foes to stoupe: therin though fallen they lye
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The earth all whole full low: shall worshyp thee as God:And sing in psalmes: they shal to thee: to sound thy name abrod[illeg.]
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O come and note Gods workes: how wonderfull they are,So wrought to man: of Adams lyne: they passe mans wyt to [illeg.]
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He turnd the sea to land: whose worke alone it is:that through the sea: dry shod they went: our fathers ioyd of t[illeg.]
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He rulth the world by myght: hys eyes the Paynyms ve[illeg.]And who rebels: as voyd of fayth: no grace shall them ensue.
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O blisse our God wyth thanks: ye people more and lesse:And see ye cause: all speche & voyce: that they his laudes expresse.
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For he hath set our soule: in lyfe most safe and sound:He suffreth not: our feete to slyde: to slyp vpon the ground.
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For thou O God most hye: hast proued vs narowly:Thou hast vs tryed: as siluer is: by furnace fined therby.
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Thou broughts vs nye to traps: of foes besieged strayt:Our loynes & backs: bare painful lodes: of griefs in heuy way.
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Thou hast set man on vs: on thus our heds to ryde:We past by fire: and water to: yet roume thou gauest vs wyde.
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Thy house I wyll go in: wyth offringes brent therfore:My vowes to pay: I wyll not misse: to the behight before:
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Which vowes dyd cause my lyps: themselfe to open wyde:All which my mouth: dyd promise iust: when trouble me did stryde.
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Brent offryngs wyll I geue: to thee of lambes most fat:Wyth smoke of rambes: wyth oxe and goat: I wyll ful glad do that.
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All ye that God do feare: O come and harken now:I wyll you tell: how louingly: my soule he dyd auow.
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I dyd but cry wyth mouth: my hart felt strayght his ease:My tonge therfore dyd hym extoll: wyth prayse it did not cease.
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I[illeg.] yet thus in hart: ought wyckedly had ment:The Lord my sute would not haue heard: in suttle false entent.
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Where now the Lord heard me: by proofe it is discust:My voyce and vowe: in prayer made: he dyd consider iust.
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O bless be God which did: no tyme my sute reiect.No tyme his grace forsooke my nede: he neuer me neglect.
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