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. XLI.
Blessed is he, the poor who minds;
He help from God in trouble finds
The Lord preserves, and life supplies,
Nor gives him up to enemies.
He help from God in trouble finds
The Lord preserves, and life supplies,
Nor gives him up to enemies.
When languishing upon his bed,
By God he shall be strengthened:
By Thee, when weak and lowest layd,
His bed is in his sicknesse made.
By God he shall be strengthened:
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His bed is in his sicknesse made.
I said, my soule in mercy save;
For, (Lord,) 'gainst Thee I sinned have.
My foes thus speak: When shall he dy?
And loose both Name, and Memory?
For, (Lord,) 'gainst Thee I sinned have.
My foes thus speak: When shall he dy?
And loose both Name, and Memory?
Even those, to see me who resort,
When gone, traduce me in report.
My haters whisper, and devise
To hurt me in their calumnies.
When gone, traduce me in report.
My haters whisper, and devise
To hurt me in their calumnies.
Sick of a fowle disease he lies,
Say they,) and never more shall rise:
Yea my near friend, who eat my bread,
Lifts up his heel to spurne my head.
Say they,) and never more shall rise:
Yea my near friend, who eat my bread,
Lifts up his heel to spurne my head.
Lord! raise me from this wofull plight,
That I their malice may requite.
I shall in this Thy favour know,
If not triumphed by my foe.
That I their malice may requite.
I shall in this Thy favour know,
If not triumphed by my foe.
Thou do'st my innocence sustaine,
And in Thy presence me retaine.
Blest be the God of Iacob then
Through all enduring times: Amen.
And in Thy presence me retaine.
Blest be the God of Iacob then
Through all enduring times: Amen.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |