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. LXIX.
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 | The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter |  |
Psal. LXIX.
[First Part]
Save me O God, for on my soule
The furious waters rowle:
Sunk deep in mire, no stay I have,
Orewhelm'd by ev'ry wave.
The furious waters rowle:
Sunk deep in mire, no stay I have,
Orewhelm'd by ev'ry wave.
I weary am of my long cry;
My throat is hoarse, and dry.
My failing eyes their strength abate,
Whilst for my God I wait.
My throat is hoarse, and dry.
My failing eyes their strength abate,
Whilst for my God I wait.
My haters without cause exceed
The haires upon my head:
And though I things not took restore,
They wrong, and hate me more.
The haires upon my head:
And though I things not took restore,
They wrong, and hate me more.
God! my folly Thou ha'st know'n;
My sins to Thee are show'n.
Let none that seek, or wait for Thee,
Through me confounded be.
My sins to Thee are show'n.
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Through me confounded be.
For Thy sake have I borne disgrace,
Shame cover'd hath my face:
A stranger to my brethren am,
Who from my Mother came.
Shame cover'd hath my face:
A stranger to my brethren am,
Who from my Mother came.
I in Thy Houses zeale do pine,
Thy wrongs reputing mine.
Yet when I fasted, wept, and mourn'd,
That my reproach was turn'd.
Thy wrongs reputing mine.
Yet when I fasted, wept, and mourn'd,
That my reproach was turn'd.
For garments I have Sack-cloath worne;
A Proverb grow'n of scorne:
Revil'd by those the gate that throng,
And made the drunkards song.
A Proverb grow'n of scorne:
Revil'd by those the gate that throng,
And made the drunkards song.
But (Lord) to Thee my prayers climbe
In Thy accepted time:
O for Thy Truth, and mercies sake,
Heare those requests I make.
In Thy accepted time:
O for Thy Truth, and mercies sake,
Heare those requests I make.
Deliver me from out the mire,
Where envious floods conspire;
To swallowing deeps me nere expose,
Nor let the pit enclose.
Where envious floods conspire;
To swallowing deeps me nere expose,
Nor let the pit enclose.
Give eare (O Lord) as Thou art kind,
Let me Thy mercy find:
Hide not Thy Face in time of need;
But heare my moane with speed.
Let me Thy mercy find:
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But heare my moane with speed.
Second Part.
Draw nigh (O Lord,) my soule redeem,
Lost in my foes esteem.
Thou my dishonour know'st, and shame,
And those who me defame.
Lost in my foes esteem.
Thou my dishonour know'st, and shame,
And those who me defame.
Reproach my heavy heart hath broke,
Press'd downe with sorrowes stroake.
For pitty I, and comfort look,
But friends have me forsook.
Press'd downe with sorrowes stroake.
For pitty I, and comfort look,
But friends have me forsook.
For drink, they Vineger, for meat,
They gave me Gall to eat:
O let their table prove their snare,
Their peace turne to despaire.
They gave me Gall to eat:
O let their table prove their snare,
Their peace turne to despaire.
Their eyes be dark'ned; and still make
Their loines through terrour shake.
Upon their heads Thy fury powre;
Let vengeance them devoure.
Their loines through terrour shake.
Upon their heads Thy fury powre;
Let vengeance them devoure.
Make desolate their dwelling place;
Their habitation rase.
For they, whom Thou hast smote, pursue;
The woundeds griefe renew.
Their habitation rase.
For they, whom Thou hast smote, pursue;
The woundeds griefe renew.
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Add sin to their iniquity;
Let them thy presence fly:
Blot from the Book of life their soule,
Nor with thy Saints enroll.
Let them thy presence fly:
Blot from the Book of life their soule,
Nor with thy Saints enroll.
But I am poore, and full of paine;
O raise me up againe:
So in my Song Ile praise thy Name,
And thankfull ditties frame.
O raise me up againe:
So in my Song Ile praise thy Name,
And thankfull ditties frame.
Such gifts, and sacrifice, as these,
Will God much better please,
Then fatted Oxen from the stall,
Which on His Altar fall.
Will God much better please,
Then fatted Oxen from the stall,
Which on His Altar fall.
The meek shall see this, and be glad,
whose hopes on God are stay'd.
For he will hear the poor mans cryes,
His pris'ners not despise.
whose hopes on God are stay'd.
For he will hear the poor mans cryes,
His pris'ners not despise.
Let Heaven praise Him, Seas, and earth,
With all in them have birth.
For God will Sions Cities blesse,
For Iudah to possesse.
With all in them have birth.
For God will Sions Cities blesse,
For Iudah to possesse.
His servants, and succeeding race
Inherit shall this place.
And those, that love His glorious Name,
For ever there remaine.
Inherit shall this place.
And those, that love His glorious Name,
For ever there remaine.
| The Psalmes of David, from the New Translation of the Bible Turned into Meter | |