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. 86. Inclina Domine.
Oratio Davidis.
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Incline thine eare, O Lord, to mee,and heare my humble praier:
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for answer make repaire.
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Thee, let my soule her keeper have,for mercifull am I:
Thou, O my God, thy servant save,
whose hopes on thee relye.
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Upon thee all day calls my voice,Lord, for thy Graces gift:
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O, make thy servants soule rejoyce,which, Lord, to thee I list.
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For thou, O Lord, art good to all,and ready to forgive;
And much in mercy, all that call
upon thee, to relieve.
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Give eare, Lord, what my praier requires,in these extremes of mine;
And of my humble-ey'd desires,
unto the voice encline.
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I, in the day of my distresse,will call aloud to thee;
Nor doubt accesse, nor good successe,
for thou wilt answer mee.
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Among the Gods, O Lord, is nonewith thee that can compare:
Nor like the workes that thou hast done,
workes done by any are.
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All people, Lord, whom thou hast fram'd,shall come and worship thee;
And glorious shall thy Name be nam'd,
by Nations all that be.
For, great thou art, as we have found,
by those great marvels done:
That neither equall hast, nor bound,
thou God, thy selfe alone.
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My walkes, Lord, in thy way so fit,and in thy truth so frame;
My heart to thee so firmly knit,
that I may feare thy Name.
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To sing, O Lord my God, thy praise,my heart shall wholly tend;
And to thy Name such glory raise,
as never shall have end.
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For towards me thy mercy great,no measure may esteem;
And from in Hell the lowest seat,
my soule didst thou redeem.
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The proud, O God, against me rise,and force with falshood met,
Have sought to make my soule their prize,
nor thee before them set.
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Thy pity, streames, Lord God, so strong,as no compassion such:
Thy grace abundant, suffrance long,
thy Truth and Mercy much.
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O turne thy face to me at length,as grace hath well begun;
To me thy servant give thy strength,
and save thy hand-maids son.
Some signe, for good, upon me shew,
which let my haters see;
And blush, when thou, O Lord, they know,
didst help and comfort mee.
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