The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter ::

My Soul thy best devotion raise
To bless the Lord, and sing His praise.
O never unremembred be
The benefits He powr'd on thee:
Whose pardon doth all sins release,
And keep thy body from disease:
Who thee redeem'd, to death cast downe,
And doth thy life with mercies crowne.

Who with good things shall fill thy mouth;
And eagle-like renew thy youth.

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He by right judgment hath redrest
All such as are by wrong opprest.
His wayes have know'n to Moses been;
The Israelites His works have seen.
All which His will, and nature shew,
To mercy swift, to vengeance slow.

He will not alwayes with us chide;
Nor let His anger long abide:
Nor deales according to our sin,
Nor have our crimes rewarded bin.
For high as Heav'n is earth above,
So large, so boundless is his love;
Removing all our sins as far,
As East and West divided are.

Yea like a Father's to his Son,
To us is his compassion.
He knowes our frame too weak to trust
Remembring that we are but dust.
The daies of man, like to the grass,
Or fading flow'r, to nothing pass.
Which blow'n and shaken by the wind,
Leave neither place, nor print behind.

His goodnes though, confirm'd, and sure
To childrens children doth endure.
Ev'n unto such, whose cleare intents
Walk after His Commandements.

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The Lord in heav'n prepares His throne,
And governs all the world alone.
O therefore bless that pow'rfull Lord,
Who made, and rules us by His word.

Ye Angels that in strength excell,
And never 'gainst His word rebell:
Ye winged Ministers, who still
Prepared are to act His will:
Ye Heav'nly hosts, and creatures all,
Bless Him, and at His foot-stool fall.
Lastly my Soul thy Maker praise,
And bless His goodness all thy daies.

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Psal. CIII.