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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| IX. |
| X. |
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| XIII. |
| XIV. |
| XV. |
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| XVIII. |
| XIX. |
| XX. |
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| XXX. |
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| XXXIII. |
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| XXXV. |
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| XXXVII. |
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| XL. |
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| XLIII. |
| XLIV. |
| XLV. |
| XLVI. |
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| XLIX. |
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| LV. |
| LVI. |
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| LIX. |
| LX. |
| LXI. |
| LXII. |
| LXIII. |
Psal. LXIII.
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| LXIV. |
| LXV. |
| LXVI. |
| LXVII. |
| LXVIII. |
| LXIX. |
| LXX. |
| LXXI. |
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| LXXIII. |
| LXXIV. |
| LXXV. |
| LXXVI. |
| LXXVII. |
| LXXVIII. |
| LXXIX. |
| LXXX. |
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| CXIII. |
| CXIV. |
| CXV. |
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| CXVII. |
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| CXIX. |
| CXX. |
| CXXI. |
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| CXXVII. |
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| CXXIX. |
| CXXX. |
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| CXLIX. |
| CL. |
 | The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter |  |
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Psal. LXIII.
O God, Thou art my God; to Thee
My thoughts addressed be.
And early as the rising day,
I will before Thee pray.
My thoughts addressed be.
And early as the rising day,
I will before Thee pray.
My thirsting soule, and longing flesh
Beg, Thou wilt them refresh,
In that dry land, where fruits nere grow,
Nor streams of water flow.
Beg, Thou wilt them refresh,
In that dry land, where fruits nere grow,
Nor streams of water flow.
That in Thy Sanctuary I
May see Thy Majesty;
And Thy bright glory may behold,
As I had seen of old.
May see Thy Majesty;
And Thy bright glory may behold,
As I had seen of old.
Thy loving kindnesse better is,
Then life, or earthly blisse:
My lips shall therefore praises give,
And blesse Thee, whilst I live.
Then life, or earthly blisse:
My lips shall therefore praises give,
And blesse Thee, whilst I live.
Thus unto Thee, whose Name is fear'd,
My hands shall be up-reard.
My soule is as with marrow cloy'd;
When thus my mouth's employ'd.
My hands shall be up-reard.
My soule is as with marrow cloy'd;
When thus my mouth's employ'd.
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I Thee remember on my bed,
With crosses wearied:
And in the watches of the night,
Thy goodnesse I recite.
With crosses wearied:
And in the watches of the night,
Thy goodnesse I recite.
Under the shadow of Thy wing
To Thee, my Help, I sing:
My soule on Thee alone depends;
Whose Right hand me defends.
To Thee, my Help, I sing:
My soule on Thee alone depends;
Whose Right hand me defends.
But those that would my Soule enslave,
Shall sinke into the grave.
The killing sword their lives shall slay,
Or make them foxes prey.
Shall sinke into the grave.
The killing sword their lives shall slay,
Or make them foxes prey.
The King in God his joy shall beare,
With those that by Him sweare:
When all the mouthes of such as ly,
Stop'd, and confounded dy.
With those that by Him sweare:
When all the mouthes of such as ly,
Stop'd, and confounded dy.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |