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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 | The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter |  |
Psal. XXV.
With Thoughts lift up to Thee
O God my Soule doth flee.
To shame O never me expose;
Nor triumph of my foes.
O God my Soule doth flee.
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Nor triumph of my foes.
Let those be free from shame,
Who wait upon Thy Name;
But let them feele it, who Thy Lawes
Transgresse without a cause.
Who wait upon Thy Name;
But let them feele it, who Thy Lawes
Transgresse without a cause.
Thy wayes unto me shew;
Teach me Thy truth to know.
Thou art the God do'st me defend;
On Thee I still depend.
Teach me Thy truth to know.
Thou art the God do'st me defend;
On Thee I still depend.
Thinke on Thy mercies Lord!
Thy ancient love record.
Remember not my sins of youth;
But save me in Thy truth.
Thy ancient love record.
Remember not my sins of youth;
But save me in Thy truth.
Good is the Lord: His ways
To sinners He displaies.
The meek He will in judgment guide,
Who in His precepts bide.
To sinners He displaies.
The meek He will in judgment guide,
Who in His precepts bide.
His paths with truth abound;
Great mercies there are found:
Which He unto all such doth grant,
Who keep his Covenant.
Great mercies there are found:
Which He unto all such doth grant,
Who keep his Covenant.
O for Thy Names sake Lord,
Pardon to me afford!
And with my heinous crime dispense;
For great is mine offence.
Pardon to me afford!
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For great is mine offence.
To him that feares, He shewes
The way which he shall chuse;
His Soule shall dwell at ease; his race
Shall long on earth have place.
The way which he shall chuse;
His Soule shall dwell at ease; his race
Shall long on earth have place.
To them who God do feare,
His secret shall appeare.
He will His Covenant declare
To such as faithfull are.
His secret shall appeare.
He will His Covenant declare
To such as faithfull are.
Mine eyes on God are set,
Who plucks me from the net.
O Lord to me in mercy turne,
Afflicted, & forlorne.
Who plucks me from the net.
O Lord to me in mercy turne,
Afflicted, & forlorne.
My heart's distresse is large:
O Thou my woes discharge.
Looke on the paine wherein I live,
And all my sins forgive.
O Thou my woes discharge.
Looke on the paine wherein I live,
And all my sins forgive.
Thinke on my many foes,
Whose hate most cruell growes.
O keep my soule from scandall free,
Who put my trust in Thee.
Whose hate most cruell growes.
O keep my soule from scandall free,
Who put my trust in Thee.
Let Justice me defend,
Who on Thy grace attend.
Thy Israël O God release,
And all his troubles ease.
Who on Thy grace attend.
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And all his troubles ease.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |