Psa. 35.
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A Psalm of David. It containes divers petitions, &
prophetical Imprecations, concerning the Adversaries of
Christ, & of his members; & perticulerly mentioneth some
of those misusages which he suffred by the Iewes &c. We
may properly sing it, when we commemorate the
Passion &c.
[1]
With such oh Lord, as me oppose,
Vouchsafe to plead my right;
And, pleased be to warr on those,
Who now against me fight.
Both sheild & Buckler, take in hand;
Rise, for my help, I pray:
Bring out the spear, & for me stand.
In my Persuers way.
2
Say to my soul; Thy health, I am;
And, bring to shameful wrack,
All those who seek my death or shame;
Yea, sham'd repell them back.
Let them before God's Angel fly,
As chaff, before the winde;
Let them before God's Angel fly.
Through paths, vnsafe & blinde.
3
Since pitts they digg'd; &, therein snares
For me, vniustly, laid;
Let them be slaine at vn-awares,
In their owne trapps, betraide.
Then, Lord, in thee, my soul shal ioy;
Thy help, my mirth shall be:
And, all my bones, oh Lord, shal say,
That none cann equall thee.
4
Thou sav'st thee pore, & men opprest,
From those that are too strong:
Thou free'st the pore, who are destrest,
From such as do them wrong.
False witnesse rose, & charged me
With words I never sayd;
And, that my soul might spoiled be,
They, Good with Ill, repaide.
5
Yet, when great sicknes them opprest,
In sack-cloth cladd, I mourn'd:
I fasted; &, into my brest,
My prayers back return'd.
I greev'd for them, as men bemone
A Brother or a freind;
And sadly walk'd, as when that one
Bewailes his Mothers end.
6
But, when my greefs did me besett,
Their Merry-meetings were:
The baser sort, in private mett,
And, none did scofs forbear.
Yea, at their Feasts, in mock of me,
The Scorners gnash'd their teeth.
No longer, Lord, spectator be,
But, save my soul from death.
7
My Darling, from the Lion save:
So, thy great love, oh Lord,
Where many folk their meetings have,
I'le to thy praise record.
Oh! let not those who me despize,
Deride my pore estate;
Or, lear on me with scornful eyes,
Whome they vniustly hate.
8
They seek not Peace, but Projects lay
For them that peaceful be:
With gaping mouthes, AH! HA, say they,
Our wish, we now do see.
Thou saw'st it; Therfor, make no pawse,
Nor absent, long, abide:
But, wake, arise, & let my cause
By thee, Lord God, be tri'de.
9
Lord, judge me in thy righteousnes,
That they deride not me;
And say in hart, this Fall of his
Is that, which wee would see.
Oh! never give them cause to say,
We have devour'd him quite;
But, shame, & root them out, for aye,
That in my harme delight.
10
Let them, with shame, & scorne, be cladd;
That have my soul deseas'd:
And, let them trivmph & be gladd,
Who in my cause are pleasd.
The Lord be prais'd, let all men say,
That with thy Servants Peace:
And, with my tongue, I'le all the day,
Extol thy Righteousnes.
