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The whole Psalter translated into English Metre

which contayneth an hundreth and fifty Psalmes

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Psalme. LXXI.
  
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Psalme. LXXI.

The Argument.

The iust geueth thankes: to God aboue,
Who kept his youth in stay:
So craueth he still: for further loue,
In age no tyme to stray.

In te domi ne speraui.


1

My trust O Lord: in thy good name,
I haue (in hart) alway reposde:
Let neuer me: be put to shame,
from hope (I haue) to be deposde,

2

In thyne owne grace: and righteousnes,
all quyte (from harme) deliuer me:
Inclyne thyne eare: to my great stresse,
to saue (my lyfe) and make me free.

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3

Both rocke and wall: be thou to me,
to which (most sure) I may resort:
Thy will it is: that kept I be,
my holde thou art and (stable) fort.

4

And make me scape: the tyrannye,
my God (and Lord) of wycked foe:
To scape the hand: of man to spye,
both false (in hart) and cruell to.

5

Thou art my hope: and patience,
O Lord for whom I (dayly) long:
From euen my youth: my confidence,
thou hast (no dout) bene euer strong.

6

For sith my birth: by thee alone,
full sure (by thee) were kept my wayes:
Thou pluckst me out: my mothers wombe,
my mouth (therfore) shall sprede thy prayse.

7

A monster great: men me report,
so many iudge (that be) vniust:
But yet thou art: my stable fort,
in whom is all my (hope and) trust.

8

O let my mouth: wyth prayses flow,
that thee I may land (alway) thus:
That I may sing: to hye and low,
thyne honour (great most) glorious.

9

In tyme of age: reiect me not,
that out (from thee) I be not cast:
And leaue me not: all desolate,
in (needefull) tyme when strength doth wast

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10

For now my foes: together iet,
in counsayle whole (they do) conspire:
To rayle at me: they be all set,
to trap my soule in (hateful) ire.

11

They say hym God: hath whole reiect,
sue on (therfore) and take hym now:
And full ye may: on hym be wrect,
for none (in earth) wyll hym auow.

12

O God from me: depart not far,
O God my God (to thee) I cry:
From me thy helpe: do not debarre,
make hast (to come) my foes be nye.

13

And let them all: confounded bee,
to sinke (and drowne) who seke my soule,
Let shame them take: and vilanie,
who wishe my lyfe (my soule) to foyle.

14

As now for me: most quietly,
I will abyde thy (louing) hand:
Yea day by day: more earnestly,
my mouth (and tonge) shall prayse thy sond.

15

My mouth shall tell: thy righteousnes,
thy sauing health (to me) all day:
But ende of this: great gentlenes,
I can not thinke or (wholy) say.

16

In this my hope: I will go on,
in God my Lord (so great) of power:
I will expresse: of thee alone,
thy truth (so ferme) both day and hower.

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17

For thou O God: hast taught me well,
from (all my) youth vnto this day:
Thy meruels I: therfore will tell,
thy wonders (great and) how they lay.

18

But me in age: when heares be white,
depresse me not (O Lord) adowne:
I will first tell: thy power and myght,
this age (that is) and them to come.

19

For sure O God: thy truth is seene,
to heauen (aboue) lyft vp so hye:
Things great by thee: so wrought hath bene,
who can (in power) be lyke to thee.

20

How great and sore: aduersitie,
thou madest me oft (in lyfe) to spy:
Yet didst thou turne: to quicken mee,
from deepe (of stresse) to rayse me hye.

21

Beside thou didst: encrease my raigne,
with honor (much so) more and more:
When turnd thou wart: and pleasd agayne.
of ioy (so glad) thou gauest me store.

22

I will thee prayse: in psaltry sweete,
my God (and Lord) thy truth to tell:
To thee my harpe: shall stand as meete,
O Lord (so good) of Israell.

23

My lips and mouth: both fayne and glad,
shall be (alway) to sing to thee:
So shall my soule: for mercy had,
Which thou (by grace) hast made so free.

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24

My tonge shall talke: thy righteousnes,
from day to day (and that) euen still:
Because wyth shame: thou dydst represse,
my foes (so fierce) that wisht me euill.