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Psalm 71 In te, domine, speravi
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Psalm 71 In te, domine, speravi

Lord, on thee my trust is grounded:
Leave me not with shame confounded;
But in justice bring me aide.
Lett thine eare to me be bended:
Lett my life from death defended
Be by thee in safty staid.
Be my rock, my refuge tower,
Show thy unresisted power,
Working now thy wonted will:
Thou, I say, that never fainest
In thy biddings but remainest
Still my rock, my refuge still.
O my God, my sole help-giver,
From this wicked me delyver,
From this wrongfull spightfull man:
In thee trusting, on thee standing,
With my childish understanding,
Nay with life my hopes began.
Since imprison'd in my mother
Thou me freed'st, whom have I other
Held my stay, or made my song?
Yea, when all me so misdeemed,
I to most a monster seemed,
Yet in thee my hope was strong.
Yet of thee the thankfull story
Fild my mouth, thy gratious glory
Was my ditty long the day.
No not then, now age assaileth,
Coradge, verdure, vertue faileth,
Do not leave me cast away.

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They by whom my life is hated,
With their spies have now debated,
Of their talk; and lo the summ:
God say they hath hym forsaken
Now pursue, he must be taken,
None will to his rescue come.
O my God bee not absented:
O my God, now, now, presented
Let in haste thy succours be,
Make them full disgraced, shamed,
All dissmighted, all diffamed,
Who this ill intend to me.
As for me, resolv'd to tary
In my trust, and not to vary:
I will heape thy praise with praise
Still with mouth thy truthes recounting,
Still thy aides, though much surmounting
Greatest summ that number laies.
Nay, my God, by thee secured
Where will I not march assured?
But thy truth what will I hold,
Who by thee from infant cradle
Taught still more, as still more able,
Have till now thy wonders told?
Now that age hath me attainted,
Ages snow my hed hath painted,
Leave me not, my God, forlorn.
Let me make thy mights relation,
To this coming generation,
To this age as yet unborn.
God, thy justice highest raised,
Thy greate workes as highly praised:
Who thy peere, O God, doth raign?
Thou into these woes dost drive me:
Thou againe shalt hence revive me:
Lift me from this deepe againe.
Thou shalt make my greatnes greater,
Make my good with comfort better,
Thee my lute, my harpe shall ring:
Thee my God that never slidest
From thy word but constant bidest,
Jacobs holy heav'nly king.

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Soe my lipps all joy declaring,
Soe my soule no honor sparing,
Shall thee sing, by thee secure;
Soe my tongue all tymes, all places,
Tell thy wreakes and their disgraces,
Who this ill to me procure.