CIII.
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Blesse God, my soule; his holie name
Blesse, all that is in me.
2
Blesse God, my soule; his bountyes all
Forgott let never bee:
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Who frielie all thy faults forgiues,
All thy diseases cures;
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And from destruction sad, thy lyfe's
Redemption procuires;
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With love, with pittie, thee who crouns;
With good things who thy mouth
Doth fill, that (as the eagles), so
Renewed is thy youth.
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Justice and judgement doth the Lord
For all that are opprest.
7
His wayes to Moses, Hee his acts
To Israell's son̄es exprest.
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Most gracious is the Lord, with him
Compassion doth abound;
To anger alwayes slow, and great
In mercie Hee is found.
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Nor chyds Hee still, nor angrie ay,
Hee gius our sin̄es ther due;
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Nor doth in ws, as wee deserve,
Iniquitie persew.
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For as, in wondrous hight, the heavens
Ar rays'd the earth above;
As wondrous great, all they that fear
Him do his mercies prove.
12
As farre as east and furdest west
Disjoyned by distance are,
All our iniquities, from ws
Hath Hee remov'd as far.
13
As to ther children is the kinde
Respect that parents beare,
As tender-hearted is the Lord
To all that doe him feare.
14
Hee knowes our frame, & myndfull is
Our matter is but dust;
15
That man his dayes are as the grasse,
Which soone evanish must.
Hee floorisheth as doth a floure
In field, which strecht doth fall,
16
By blasting wynds made not to bee,
And fill no place at all.
17
But vnto all eternitie,
For euer firme and fast,
The tender mercie of the Lord,
To all that fear him, last.
18
His righteousnes from race to race,
All such extends vnto
His covenant who keep, and minde
His precepts, them to do.
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His throne the Lord in Heavens hath fixd;
His kingdome all com̄ands.
20
Blesse him, his angells, yee whose strength
No creatur's strenth withstands.
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Yee, (hearkening to his voice and word,)
Who to his will mak way,
O blesse the Lord; his ministers,
His hosts which him obey.
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In evrie place of his empire,
To what hee doth afford
To bee, or move, lett all him blesse.
My soule, O blesse the Lord.
