The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter To be Sung after the Old Tunes used in the Churches [by Henry King] |
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Psal. CXLVI.
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 | The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter |  |
Psal. CXLVI.
Tto God (my soule) His praises give,
And bless Him, whil'st I live.
I will to Him my thankes up send,
Untill my being end.
And bless Him, whil'st I live.
I will to Him my thankes up send,
Untill my being end.
Put not in Princes any trust,
Nor in the Sons of dust;
Who nor themselves, nor others save
From the devouring grave.
Nor in the Sons of dust;
Who nor themselves, nor others save
From the devouring grave.
Soon as man breathless doth remaine,
He turnes to earth againe.
And, as his time of life expires,
So perish his desires.
He turnes to earth againe.
And, as his time of life expires,
So perish his desires.
O therefore happy he, whose faith
On God relyance hath:
Who makes the fear of Him his scope,
And object of his hope.
On God relyance hath:
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And object of his hope.
He Heav'n and earth and Sea did frame,
With all that Those containe:
And when their forme is quite defac't,
His truth shall ever last.
With all that Those containe:
And when their forme is quite defac't,
His truth shall ever last.
He doth the wronged help to right,
Who are opprest by might:
Feeds those that are to want expos'd;
And hath the Captives loos'd.
Who are opprest by might:
Feeds those that are to want expos'd;
And hath the Captives loos'd.
He to the blind restores their eyes,
He makes the fall'n to rise:
He upon such bestowes his care,
Who just and faithfull are.
He makes the fall'n to rise:
He upon such bestowes his care,
Who just and faithfull are.
The Lord all strangers doth receive,
And fatherless releive:
When wicked men are overthrowne,
And all their hopes cast downe.
And fatherless releive:
When wicked men are overthrowne,
And all their hopes cast downe.
The Lord thy God, O Sion, reignes,
His glory still remaines.
Then to thy everlasting King
Eternall praises sing.
His glory still remaines.
Then to thy everlasting King
Eternall praises sing.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |