The Psalmes of David Translated Into Lyrick-Verse according to the scope, of the Original. And Illustrated, with a Short Argument, and a breife Prayer, or Meditation; before, & after, every Psalme. By George Wither |
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Psa. 127.
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A song of Degrees for Solomon. Another Staire is to ascribe our beeing & well-being to the Mercie & providence of God, It may be sung to acknowledge the same, in all our works, & endeavours, &c.
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If God the Pallace build not,The workmen loose their paine,
If God the Cittie sheild not,
The watchman wakes in vaine.
In vaine, is early stirring,
In vaine, late watch wee keep,
Or eat the bread of caringe,
But, those God loves, may sleep.
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A fruithfull wombes possessing,At God's disposing stands;
And, Children are a blessing,
Like shafts in Giants hands.
Right blest is he, that beareth
His Quiver ful of those,
For, in the Gate, he dareth,
To meet, & smite his foes.
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