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 | The Psalter of David newely translated into English metre in such sort that it maye the more decently, and wyth more delyte of the mynde, be reade and songe of al men, wherunto is added a note of four partes, wyth other thynges, as shall appear in the Epistle to the Reader [by Robert Crowley] |  |
The .xlij. Psalme.
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as the hynde doeth crye after the swifte renneynge water:
So doeth my soule crye vnto the (O God my redemer)
So doeth my soule crye vnto the (O God my redemer)
My soule is thyrstie after God, the God that lyueth aye:
Whē at the laste shal I appeare before goddes face I saye?
Whē at the laste shal I appeare before goddes face I saye?
My teares haue bene my sustinaūce boeth by daye and by nyght:
Whylse they haue dayly sayde to me, where is thy God of myght?
Whylse they haue dayly sayde to me, where is thy God of myght?
So sone as I remembre howe I led them in a route:
To the house of the Lord my God, my soule I do poure out.
When I remember howe I led forth a greate companie:
Syngynge and praysynge God, then doeth myne herte reioyce greately.
Syngynge and praysynge God, then doeth myne herte reioyce greately.
O my soule why arte thou so sadde, and in me, so troubled?
Truste in God, for I wyll thancke hym, for myne health receyued.
Truste in God, for I wyll thancke hym, for myne health receyued.
O my God, my soule in my breste doeth dispear vtterly:
Because I am compelled in the wyldernes to lye.
Because I am compelled in the wyldernes to lye.
Because I do remēbre the beynge agaynst my wyll:
In the land beyonde Iordayne and Hermonims lyttle hyll.
In the land beyonde Iordayne and Hermonims lyttle hyll.
One depenes calleth an other, as lowde as thy stremes renne:
All thy floudes and thy stormes do passe ouer myne heade often.
All thy floudes and thy stormes do passe ouer myne heade often.
His mercifull goodnes the Lorde sheweth to me by daye:
And by nyght I do syng & praye to God that lyueth aye.
And by nyght I do syng & praye to God that lyueth aye.
Thus wyl I saye to God my strength why doest thou me forget?
Why do I go in mournynge robes when my foes me byset?
Why do I go in mournynge robes when my foes me byset?
When my foes saye, where is thy God? & reuile me dayly:
It is as though they thrast a sworde into my bones fiersly.
It is as though they thrast a sworde into my bones fiersly.
O my soule, why art thou so sadde, & in me so troubled?
Trust in God for I wyll prayse him, for myne health receyued.
Trust in God for I wyll prayse him, for myne health receyued.
I wyll celebrate him I saye yet a whyle for myne health:
And for that he seweth him to be, the God of all my wealthe.
And for that he seweth him to be, the God of all my wealthe.
| The Psalter of David newely translated into English metre in such sort that it maye the more decently, and wyth more delyte of the mynde, be reade and songe of al men, wherunto is added a note of four partes, wyth other thynges, as shall appear in the Epistle to the Reader [by Robert Crowley] | |