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. 148. Laudate Dominum.
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Psal. 148. Laudate Dominum.
Halelu-jah.
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Ye Quiristers of Heavenly Quire,to praise the Lord Most-Hie,
From Heaven, whereto our Hymnes aspire,
confesse him from on hie.
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Ye Angels all, that in a ring,about his Throne attend:
His praise in heavenly consort sing,
him all his Hosts commend.
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O Sun, the Soveraigne of the day,and Moone, the Queen of night;
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with all the Starres of light.
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Ye Heavens of Heavens, confesse him all,about your Spheres that move:
From Aire's mid-region, ye that fall,
cold waters from above.
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To praise the Name of God the Lord,their part each creature beare:
For his Commandment gave the word,
and they created were.
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Their Order, and eternall Round,by him establish't was;
His Law, their limits certaine bound,
they have no power to passe.
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Dragons and Whales, your deepest note,to praise the Lord compose;
That range in Soiles or Seas remote,
his praise all Deeps disclose.
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Fire, Haile, Snow, Vapour, stormy Wind,his ministers at hand;
To burne, to bruise, to lose, to bind,
to doe his Words command.
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Mountaines, Hills, Desert, or in Field,Trees, free-growne, planted; all,
As well that fruit by culture yeeld,
as Laric-Cedars tall.
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Wild Beast, that Cave or Covert keeps,all Cattell, every thing,
On mother-earth as well that creeps,
as aire-cut Fowle of wing.
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Kings great on earth, to Soveraigne's-Great,all Subjects that belong:
Princes, and all on Judgements Seat,
that judge Earths right and wrong.
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Young Men and Maidens, whose fresh flow'rsof youth begin to bloome:
Old Men and Children, whose best powers
are past, or yet to come.
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The Lords Name let them praise, for hiehis Name is rais'd alone;
Above the earth his Majestie,
above the Heavens his Throne.
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And he hath rais'd his peoples Horne,a praise his Saints hold deare;
Of Israel the children borne,
a Nation to him neere.
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