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] |
 |
| I. |
| II. |
| III. |
| IV. |
| V. |
| VI. |
| VII. |
| VIII. |
| IX. |
| X. |
| XI. |
| XII. |
| XIII. |
| XIV. |
| XV. |
| XVI. |
| XVII. |
| XVIII. |
| XIX. |
| XX. |
| XXI. |
| XXII. |
| XXIII. |
| XXIV. |
| XXV. |
| XXVI. |
| XXVII. |
| XXVIII. |
| XXIX. |
| XXX. |
| XXXI. |
| XXXII. |
| XXXIII. |
| XXXIV. |
| XXXV. |
| XXXVI. |
| XXXVII. |
| XXXVIII. |
| XXXIX. |
| XL. |
| XLI. |
| XLII. |
| XLIII. |
| XLIV. |
| XLV. |
Psal. XLV.
|
| XLVI. |
| XLVII. |
| XLVIII. |
| XLIX. |
| L. |
| LI. |
| LII. |
| LIII. |
| LIV. |
| LV. |
| LVI. |
| LVII. |
| LVIII. |
| LIX. |
| LX. |
| LXI. |
| LXII. |
| LXIII. |
| LXIV. |
| LXV. |
| LXVI. |
| LXVII. |
| LXVIII. |
| LXIX. |
| LXX. |
| LXXI. |
| LXXII. |
| LXXIII. |
| LXXIV. |
| LXXV. |
| LXXVI. |
| LXXVII. |
| LXXVIII. |
| LXXIX. |
| LXXX. |
| LXXXI. |
| LXXXII. |
| LXXXIII. |
| LXXXIV. |
| LXXXV. |
| LXXXVI. |
| LXXXVII. |
| LXXXVIII. |
| LXXXIX. |
| XC. |
| XCI. |
| XCII. |
| XCIII. |
| XCIV. |
| XCV. |
| XCVI. |
| XCVII. |
| XCVIII. |
| XCIX. |
| C. |
| CI. |
| CII. |
| CIII. |
| CIV. |
| CV. |
| CVI. |
| CVII. |
| CVIII. |
| CIX. |
| CX. |
| CXI. |
| CXII. |
| CXIII. |
| CXIV. |
| CXV. |
| CXVI. |
| CXVII. |
| CXVIII. |
| CXIX. |
| CXX. |
| CXXI. |
| CXXII. |
| CXXIII. |
| CXXIV. |
| CXXV. |
| CXXVI. |
| CXXVII. |
| CXXVIII. |
| CXXIX. |
| CXXX. |
| CXXXI. |
| CXXXII. |
| CXXXIII. |
| CXXXIV. |
| CXXXV. |
| CXXXVI. |
| CXXXVII. |
| CXXXVIII. |
| CXXXIX. |
| CXL. |
| CXLI. |
| CXLII. |
| CXLIII. |
| CXLIV. |
| CXLV. |
| CXLVI. |
| CXLVII. |
| CXLVIII. |
| CXLIX. |
| CL. |
 | The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter |  |
Psal. XLV.
My heart good matter doth indite,
Which of the King I write.
And like a ready pen, my tongue
Frames hir triumphant song.
Which of the King I write.
And like a ready pen, my tongue
Frames hir triumphant song.
Thou fairer art then humane race;
Thy lips are full of grace.
Therefore thy God on thee doth powre
His blessings endlesse store.
Thy lips are full of grace.
Therefore thy God on thee doth powre
His blessings endlesse store.
80
Gird on thy sword, O great in might!
For Truth, and Justice fight.
That all the world may understand
The terrour of Thy hand.
For Truth, and Justice fight.
That all the world may understand
The terrour of Thy hand.
Thy sharp'ned arrowes wound all those,
Who dare the King oppose:
Whereby subdued at Thy call,
The vanquisht people fall.
Who dare the King oppose:
Whereby subdued at Thy call,
The vanquisht people fall.
Thy throne, O God, doth still endure;
Thy Scepter just, and pure:
Thou righteousnesse do'st value best,
And wickednesse detest.
Thy Scepter just, and pure:
Thou righteousnesse do'st value best,
And wickednesse detest.
Therefore thy God hath Thee preferr'd,
And by a love unheard,
The oyle of gladnesse on Thy head,
Above Thy fellowes, shed.
And by a love unheard,
The oyle of gladnesse on Thy head,
Above Thy fellowes, shed.
Myrrhe, Aloës, and Cassia's smell
Upon Thy garments dwell,
Out of the Ivory Palaces
Provided Thee to please.
Upon Thy garments dwell,
Out of the Ivory Palaces
Provided Thee to please.
King's daughters were amongst Thy train
Nor to attend disdaine,
The Queen, upon Thy right hand plac'd,
With gold of Ophir grac'd.
Nor to attend disdaine,
The Queen, upon Thy right hand plac'd,
With gold of Ophir grac'd.
81
Hearken O Daughter, and give eare:
Forget thy parents deare:
The King shall prize thy beauty more;
Whom, as thy Lord, adore.
Forget thy parents deare:
The King shall prize thy beauty more;
Whom, as thy Lord, adore.
Rich Tyre with gifts and presents great
Thy favour shall entreat.
Who, far above Thy beauties seen,
All glorious art within.
Thy favour shall entreat.
Who, far above Thy beauties seen,
All glorious art within.
Shee in a robe with needles wrought,
Shall to the King be brought.
The Virgins which upon hir wait,
Shall add unto Thy State.
Shall to the King be brought.
The Virgins which upon hir wait,
Shall add unto Thy State.
With joy and gladnesse they resort,
To enter the Kings Court:
Thou shalt have sons, in Father's stead;
And many Princes breed.
To enter the Kings Court:
Thou shalt have sons, in Father's stead;
And many Princes breed.
In all succeeding times Thy Name
Shall mention'd be with fame;
Whilst the glad people Thy renowne:
With endlesse praises crowne.
Shall mention'd be with fame;
Whilst the glad people Thy renowne:
With endlesse praises crowne.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |