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Psalm 61 Exaudi, Deus
To thee I cry,
My cryeng heare.
To thee my praying voice doth fly:
Lord, lend my voice a listning eare.
From country banished,
All comfort vanished,
To thee I runn when stormes are nigh.
My cryeng heare.
To thee my praying voice doth fly:
Lord, lend my voice a listning eare.
From country banished,
All comfort vanished,
To thee I runn when stormes are nigh.
Up to thy hill
Lord, make me clyme;
Which els to scale exceeds my skill:
For in my most distressed tyme
Thy eye attended me,
Thy hand defended me,
Against my foe my fortresse still.
Lord, make me clyme;
Which els to scale exceeds my skill:
For in my most distressed tyme
Thy eye attended me,
Thy hand defended me,
Against my foe my fortresse still.
Then where a tent
For thee is made,
To harbor still is my entent:
And to thy wings protecting shade
My self I carry will,
And there I tarry will,
Safe from all shot against me bent.
For thee is made,
To harbor still is my entent:
And to thy wings protecting shade
My self I carry will,
And there I tarry will,
Safe from all shot against me bent.
What first I crave
First graunting me,
That I the roiall rule may have
Of such as feare and honor thee:
Let yeares as manifold,
As can be any told,
Thy king, O God, keepe from the grave.
First graunting me,
That I the roiall rule may have
Of such as feare and honor thee:
Let yeares as manifold,
As can be any told,
Thy king, O God, keepe from the grave.
Before thy face
Graunt ever he
Maie sitt, and lett thy truth and grace
His endless guard appointed bee.
Then singing pleasantly,
Praising uncesantly,
I dayly vowes will pay to thee.
Graunt ever he
Maie sitt, and lett thy truth and grace
His endless guard appointed bee.
Then singing pleasantly,
Praising uncesantly,
I dayly vowes will pay to thee.
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