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The Works in Verse and Prose

(including hitherto unpublished Mss.) of Sir John Davies: for the first time collected and edited: With memorial-introductions and notes: By the Rev. Alexander B. Grosart. In three volumes

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PSALM XXV.

Mine humble soule O Lord! I lift to Thee,
On Whome my trust shall euer fixed bee;
O suffer not my cheekes with shame to glowe,
Nor make me slaue to my insultinge foe;
For they which hope in Thee incurr noe blame,
But wilfull synners shall bee clothed with shame.
To mee, O Lord! vouchsafe Thy wayes to show,
And Thy right pathes, that I therein may goe;
Teach mee the way of truth, direct my will;
Thou art my Sauiour, I attend Thee still;
Receaue mee Lord, and to remembrance call
Thy ould compassions, and Thy mercies all;

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But of Thy wonted grace to mee, O Lord
Of the errours of my youth keepe noe record;
The Lord is good, and for His goodnes' sake
Hee teaches sinners, godly wayes to take;
Yet Hee His learninge doth to non impart
But to the meeke and to the humble hart;
His pathes are grace and truth; that only way
Hee leads all those which doe His will obey.
For Thy name's glorie, I doe Thee intreat
To my great sinns, extend Thy mercie great
To him which feares the Lord, the Lord doth showe
How in his callinge hee may safely goe;
His soule shall bee at ease and all his rac,
Shall in the Land possesse a blessed place;
His couenant and His counselles neare,
God shewes to them in whome Hee plants His feare;
My looke to Him shall euer raisèd bee,
Who from the nett my captiue feet doth free.
Haue mercy Lord on mee! and turne Thy face
To see my desolate and wither'd case;
Enlargèd is my greife and heauines,

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But Lord, enlarge Thou mee from my distresse!
Looke on the wofull State that I am in;
Remitt the cause thereof, which is my synne;
My foes consider, and their multitude
Which mee with deadly hatred hath pursude;
And keepe my soule from sinne, my face from shame,
Who trust in Thee and call upon Thy name.
Let truth and righteousnes without deceipt
Still wait on mee, because on Thee I wait;
And sett Thy faithfull Israell at rest
From all the trubles which doe him molest.