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

I love the Lord, and am well pleas'd,
He hath me heard, and eas'd.
Whilst therefore life continue shall,
I will upon Him call.
The snares of death about me dwelt,
And paines of Hell I felt.
Disturbed thoughts, and heavinesse
My conscience did oppress.

Then to the Lord my plaint I made,
And thus unto Him said:
O Lord! my soule from falling save,
And lift me from the grave.
The Lord is gracious, and just,
To those His mercy trust:
His Hand the simple doth protect,
When crosses them deject.

Turne then my soule unto thy rest;
God's favours have thee blest.
He bountifully doth reward,
And thee from dangers guard.
Thou keep'st my soule from death's pale feares,
My drooping eyes from teares,

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And did'st my wand'ring steps recall,
When I was apt to fall.

My feet before the Lord shall stand
In His eternall land.
I therefore pray'd, and thus believ'd;
Yet still my heart was griev'd.
For in my foes successe I fail'd,
Till faith at last prevail'd:
Then I all men for Lyars knew,
And God alone for true.

What retribution shall I give
To him by whom I live?
Or what acknowledgment apply,
For His benignity?
Salvations sacred Cup I'le take,
And humble prayers make.
Before His people shall be pay'd
The vowes which I have made.

For those that live like Saints upright,
And in the Lord delight,
Are living dear unto His eye,
And pretious when they dy.
Lord I Thy faithfull servant am,
And still adore Thy Name.
Thou loosed hast my heavy yoak,
My bonds in sunder broke.

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Therefore my praises unto Thee
Shall daily offer'd be:
My gratitude and pray'r shall rise,
Like thankfull sacrifice.
The vowes shall be, which I have made,
Before the people pay'd,
Who in Thy house and sacred Courts
To praise Thy Name resorts.

University of Virginia Library

Psal. CXVI.