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. 59. Eripe me.
Ad Præstantem. Ne corrumpas, Davidis Michtam, cùm mittente Saule, observaretur domus, ut interficerent eum.
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From them that are mine enemies,my God, deliver mee:
From them that up against me rise,
my head up-rais'd set free.
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Assert thou mee from their pursuit,that evill worke with paine;
And from their hands, whom blouds pollute,
in safety me sustaine.
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Loe, for my soule in wait they lie,the strong together draw:
When fault of mine they none could spie,
nor sinne, O Lord, they saw.
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Without iniquitie in mee,they runne and ready make
To meet me, raise thy selfe and see;
my helper, Lord, awake.
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Awake therefore, Lord God of hosts,thou God of Israel,
To visit all the Heathen coasts,
against thee that rebell.
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And where for grace to thee alone,fraile sinners find accesse:
O let thy mercy favour none,
that faithlesly transgresse.
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They, when the evening Sun shuts in,run jetting to and fro;
And like a dogge they howle and grin,
and round the Citie goe.
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Vollies loe from their mouth they shoot,swords in their lips they beare:
Weapons that warre with silent foot,
for who (say they) shall heare?
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But thou, O Lord, shalt them deride,make all the Heath'ns a mocke:
That strength to thee will I ascribe,
to thee, O God, my Rocke.
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God of my mercy shall prevent,and in such plight to mee;
Mine enemies shall God present,
as my desire would see.
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Whom let not slaughters hand devoure,lest that my flocke forget:
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them, Lord our shield, defeat.
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Their sinfull mouth, their lip-wise words,let their swolne pride descry:
And take them in their selfe-twin'd cords,
that curse, forsweare, and lye.
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Consume, consume them in thy wrath,that they no more may grow:
What empire God in Jacob hath,
through earth that they may know.
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As soon as day his light drawes in,returne they to and fro;
And like the dogge, they howle and grin,
and round the Citie goe.
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Goe wandring here and there for meat,and snart, if un-suffic'd:
They find short fare for them to eate,
by want and hunger siz'd.
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But I will sing thy mighty power,thy mercy early praise:
For thou hast been my fortresse-Tower,
my Rocke in restlesse daies.
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I, O my strength, to thee will sing,to God, my refuge hie:
The God that makes his mercies spring,
my mercies treasurie.
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