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The Psalmes Of David In Meeter

Newly translated, and diligently compared with the Originall Text, and former Translations: More plaine, smooth, and agreeable to the Text, then any heretofore. Allowed by the Authority of the Generall Assembly of the Kirk of Scotland, and appointed to be sung in Congregations and Families [by Francis Rous]

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PSAL. I.

[1]

That man hath perfect blessednes

who walketh not astray
In counsel of ungodly men,
nor stands in sinners way,
Nor sitteth in the scorners chair.

2

But placeth his delight

Upon Gods Law, and meditates
on his Law day and night.

3

He shall be like a tree that growes

near planted by a river,
Which in his season yeelds his fruit,
and his leaf fadeth never;
And all he doth shal prosper well.

4

The wicked are not so:

But like they are unto the chaff
which winde drives to and fro.

5

In judgement therfore shal not stand

such as ungodly are,
Nor in th'assembly of the just
shall wicked men appear.

6

For why? the way of Godly men

unto the Lord is known:
Whereas the way of wicked men
shal quite be over-thrown.

PSAL. II.

[1]

Why rage the Heathen? and vain things

why do the people mind?

2

Kings of the earth do set themselvs,

and Princes are combinde
To plot against the Lord, and his
Anointed, saying thus,

3

Let us asunder break their bands,

and cast their cords from us

4

He that in Heaven sits shall laugh:

the Lord shall scorn them all:

5

Then shal he speak to thē in wrath,

in rage he vex them shal,

6

Yet notwithstanding I have him

to be my King appointed:
And over Sion, my holy hill,
I have him King anointed.

7

The sure decree I will declare:

the Lord hath said to me,
Thou art mine onely Son, this day
I have begotten thee.

8

Ask of me, and for heritage

the Heathen I'le make thine,
And for possession I to thee
will give earths utmost line.

9

Thou shalt, as with a weightie rod

of iron, break them all,
And, as a potters sheard, thou shalt
them dash in pieces small.

10

Now therefore, Kings, be wise, be taught

ye Judges of the earth.

11

Serve God in fear, and see that ye

joyn trembling with your mirth.

12

Kisse ye the Son, lest in his ire

ye perish from the way,
If once his wrath begin to burn.
Blest all that on him stay.

PSAL. III.

[1]

O Lord, how are my foes increas'd

against me many rise.

2

Many say of my soul, for him

in God no succour lyes.

3

Yet thou my shield, and glory art,

th'uplifter of mine head.

4

I cry'd, and from his holy hill

the Lord me answer made.

5

I laid me down, and slept, I wak'd,

for God sustained me.

6

I will not fear though thousands ten

set round against me be.

7

Arise, O Lord, save me, my God;

for thou my foes hast stroke
All on the cheek-bone; and the teeth
of wicked men hast broke.

8

Salvation doth appertain,

unto the Lord alone:
Thy blessing, Lord, for evermore
thy people is upon.

PSAL. IV.

[1]

Give ear unto me when I call,

God of my righteousnesse:
Have mercy, hear my pray'r, thou hast
enlarged me in distresse.

2

O ye the sons of men, how long

will ye love vanities?
How long my glory turn to shame,
and will ye follow lies?

3

But know that for himself, the Lord

the godly man doth chuse:
The Lord, when I on him do call,
to hear wil not refuse.

4

Fear, & sin not, talk with your heart

on bed, and silent be.

5

Offrings present of righteousnesse:

and in the Lord trust ye.

6

O who will show us any good?

is that which many say:
But of thy countenance the light,
Lord, lift on us alway.

7

Upon my heart, bestow'd by thee

more gladnesse I have found,
Then they ev'n then, when corn & wine
did most with them abound.

8

I will both lay me down in peace,

and quiet sleep will take:
Because thou onely, me to dwel
in safetie, Lord, dost make.

PSAL. V.

[1]

Give ear unto my words, O Lord,

my meditation weigh.

2

Hear my loud cry, my King, my God;

for I to thee will pray.

3

Lord, thou shalt early hear my voice;

I early will direct
My pray'r to thee, and looking up
an answer wil expect.

4

For thou art not a God that doth

in wickednesse delight:
Neither shall evil dwel with thee.

5

Nor fooles stand in thy sight.

All that ill-doers are thou hat'st.

6

Cut'st off that liars be:

The bloudy and deceitful man
abhored is by thee.

7

But I into thy house wil come

in thine abundant grace:
And I will worship in thy fear
toward thy holy place.

8

Because of those mine enemies,

Lord, in thy righteousnes
Do thou me lead; do thou thy way
make straight before my face.

9

For in their mouth there is no truth,

their inward part is ill:
Their throat's an open sepulchre,
their tongue doth flatter still.

10

O God destroy them; let them be

by their own counsel quell'd:
Them for their many sinnes cast out,
for they 'gainst thee rebell'd,

11

But let all joy that trust in thee;

and stil make shouting noise:
For them thou sav'st: Let all that love
thy Name, in thee rejoyce.

12

For, Lord, unto the righteous man

thou wilt thy blessing yeeld;
With favour thou wilt compasse him
about, as with a shield.

PSAL. VI.

[1]

Lord in thy wrath rebuke me not,

Nor in thy hot rage chasten me.

2

Lord pity me, for I am weak:

Heal me, for my bones vexed be.


3

My soul is also vexed sore:

But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make?

4

Return, O Lord, my soul set free:

O save me for thy mercies sake.

5

Because those that deceased are,

Of thee shall no remembrance have:
And who is he that will to thee
Give praises lying in the grave?

6

I with my groaning weary am,

I also all the night, my bed
Have caused for to swim, and I
With tears my couch have watered.

7

Mine ey consum'd with grief grows old

Because of all mine enemies.

8

Hence from me wicked workers all

For God hath heard my weeping crys.

9

God hath my supplication heard;

My pray'r received graciously.

10

Sham'd, & sore vex'd be all my foes,

Sham'd and back-turned suddenly.

Another of the same.

[In thy great indignation]

In thy great indignation,
O Lord, rebuke me not;
Nor on me lay thy chastning hand
in thy displeasure hot.

2

Lord, I am weak, therefore on me

have mercy, and me spare:
Heal me, O Lord, because thou knowst
my bones much vexed are.

3

My soul is vexed fore; but, Lord,

how long stay wilt thou make?

4

Return, Lord, free my soul, and save

me for thy mercies sake.

5

Because of thee in death there shall

no more remembrance be:
Of those that in the grave do ly,
who shal give thanks to thee?

6

I with my groaning weary am,

and all the night my bed
I caused for to swim: with tears
my couch I watered.

7

By reason of my vexing grief,

mine eye consumed is;
It waxeth old, because of all
that be mine enemies.

8

But now depart from me, all ye

that work iniquity;
For why, the Lord hath heard my voice
when I did mourn and cry.

9

Unto my supplication

the Lord did hearing give:
When I to him my prayer make,
the Lord will it receive.

10

Let all be sham'd, & troubled sore

that enemies are to me;
Let them turn back, and suddenly
ashamed let them be.

PSAL. VII.

[1]

O Lord my God, in thee do I

my confidence repose;
Save and deliver me from all
my persecuting foes.

2

Lest that the enemy my soul

should like a Lion tear,
In pieces renting it, while there
is no deliverer.

3

O Lord my God, if it be so

that I committed this;
If it be so, that in my hands
iniquity there is.

4

If I rewarded ill to him

that was at peace with me:
(Yea, ev'n the man that without cause
my foe was, I did free.)

5

Then let the foe persue, and take

my soul, and my life thrust
Down to the earth, and let him lay
mine honour in the dust.

6

Rise in thy wrath, Lord, raise thyself

for my foes raging be:
And to the judgement, wch thou hast
commanded, wake for me.

7

So shall th'assembly of thy folk

about encompasse thee:
Thou therefore for their sakes, return
unto thy place on hie.

8

The Lord he shal the people judge:

my judge, Jehovah, be,
After my righteousnesse, and mine
integrity in me.

9

O Let the wickeds malice end,

but stablish stedfastly
The righteous: for the righteous God
the hearts and reins doth try.

10

In God, who saves th'upright in heart,

is my defence and stay.

11

God just men judgeth, God is wroth

with ill men every day.

12

If he do not return again,

then He his sword wil whet;
His bow he hath already bent,
and hath it ready set.

13

He also hath for him prepar'd

the instruments of death;
Against the persecutors he
his shafts ordained hath.

14

Behold, he with iniquity

doth travail as in birth;
A mischief he conceived hath,
and falshood shal bring forth.

15

He made a pit and digg'd it deep,

another there to take,
But he is fal'n into the ditch
which he himself did make.

16

Upon his own head, his mischief

shall be returned home;
His violent dealing also down
on his own pate shall come.

17

According to his righteousnesse

the Lord I'le magnifie:
And will sing praise unto the Name
of God, that is most hie.

PSAL. VIII.

[1]

How excellent in all the earth,

Lord, our Lord, is thy Name!
Who hast thy glory far advanc'd
above the starrie frame.

2

From infants & from sucklings mouth

thou didest strength ordain,
For thy foes cause, that so thou mightst
th'avenging foe restrain.

3

When I look up unto the heavens,

which thine own fingers fram'd
Unto the moon, and to the starres,
which were by thee ordain'd;

4

Then say I, what is man, that he

remembred is by thee?
Or what the son of man, that thou
so kind to him should be?

5

For thou a little lower hast

him then the angels made,
With glory and with dignity
thou crowned hast his head.

6

Of thy hand works thou madst him Lord;

all under's feet didst lay:

7

All sheep and oxen, yea, and beasts

that in the field do stray:

8

Fowls of the air, fish of the sea,

all that passe through the same.

9

How excellent in all the earth,

Lord, our Lord, is thy Name!

PSAL. IX

[1]

Lord, thee I'le praise with al my heart,

thy wonders all proclaim.

2

In thee, most high, I'le greatly joy,

and sing unto thy Name.

3

When back my foes were turnd, they fel,

and perisht at thy sight.

4

For thou maintain'd my right and cause,

on throne sat'st, judging right.

5

The heathen thou rebuked hast,

the wicked over thrown;
Thou hast put out their names, that they
may never more be known:

6

O enemy! now destrustions have

an end perpetual:
Thou cities raz'd, perisht with them
is their memorial.

7

God shall endure for ay: he doth

for judgement set his throne:

8

In righteousnesse to judge the world

justice to give each one.

9

God also will a refuge be

for those who are opprest;
A refuge will he be in times
of trouble to distrest.

10

And they that know thy Name, in thee

their confidence will place:
For thou hast not forsaken them
that truly seek thy face.

11

O sing ye praises to the Lord,



that dwels in Sion hill:
And all the nations among,
his deeds record ye still.

12

When he enquireth after blood,

he then remembreth them:
The humble folk he not forgets
that call upon his Name.

13

Lord, pitie me, behold the grief

which I from foes sustain,
Ev'n thou who frō the gates of death
dost raise me up again?

14

That I, in Sions daughters gates,

may all thy praise advance:
And that I may rejoyce alwayes
in thy deliverance.

15

The heathen are sunk in the pit,

which they themselves prepar'd:
And in the net which they have hid
their own feet fast are snar'd.

16

The Lord is by the judgement known

which he himself hath wrought:
The sinners hands do make the snares
wherewith themselves are caught.

17

They who are wicked, into hell,

each one shall turned be,
And all the nations that forget
to seek the Lord most hie.

18

For they that needy are, shall not

forgotten be alway:
The expectation of the poor
shall not be lost for ay.

19

Arise, Lord, let not man prevail,

judge heathens in thy sight.

20

That they may know themselves but men,

the nations, Lord, affright.

PSAL. X.

[1]

Wherefore is it, that thou, O Lord

dost stand from us afar?
And wherefore hidest thou thy self,
when times so troublous are?

2

The wicked in his loftinesse

doth persecute the poor:
In these devices they have fram'd
let them be taken sure.

3

The wicked of his hearts desire

doth talk with boasting great;
He blesseth him that's covetous,
whom yet the Lord doth hate.

4

The wicked, throgh his pride of face

on God he doth not call;
And in the counsels of his heart
the Lord is not at all.

5

His wayes at all times griveous are;

thy judgements from his sight
Removed are: at all his foes
he puffeth with despight.

6

Within his heart he thus hath said,

I shall not moved be:
And no adversity at all
shall ever come to me.

7

His mouth with cursing, fraud, deceit,

is fill'd abundantly:
And underneath his tongue, there is
mischief and vanity.

8

He closely sits in villages:

he slayes the innocent:
Against the poor that passe him by
his cruel eyes are bent.

9

He Lyon-like lurks in his den:

he waits the poor to take:
And when he draws him in his net,
his prey he doth him make.

10

Himself the humbleth very low,

he croucheth down withall,
That so a multitude of poor
may by his strong ones fall.

11

He this hath said within his heart,

the Lord hath quite forgot:
He hides his countenance, and he
for ever sees it not.

12

O Lord, do thou arise; O God,

lift up thine hand on hie:
Put not the meek afflicted ones
out of thy memorie.

13

Why is it that the wicked man

thus doth the Lord despise?
Because, that God wil it require,
he in his heart denies.

14

Thou hast it seen, for thei mischief

and spite thou wilt repay:
The poor commits himself to thee,
thou art the orphans stay.

15

The arm break of the wickedman,

and of the evil one:
Do thou seek out his wickednesse
until thou findest none.

16

The Lord is King through ages all

ev'n to eternity:
The heathen people from his land
are perisht utterly.

17

O Lord, of those that humble are

thou the desire didst heare:
Thou wilt prepare their heart, & thou
to hear wilt bend thine eare:

18

To judge the fatherlesse, and those

that are oppressed sore,
That man, that is but sprung of earth
may them oppresse no more.

PSAL. XI.

[1]

I in the Lord do put my trust:

how is it then that ye
Say to my soul, flee as a bird
unto your mountain hie?

2

For lo, the wicked bend their bow,

their shafts on string they fit:
That those who upright are in heart
they privily may hit.

3

If the foundations be destroy'd,

what hath the righteous done?

4

God in his holy Temple is,

in heaven is his throne:
His eyes do see, his eye lids try

5

mens sons. The just he proves:

But his soul hates the wicked man,
and him that violence loves.

6

Snares, fire and brimstone, furious storms

on sinners he shal rain;
This, as the portion of their cup,
doth unto them pertain.

7

Becaus the Lord most righteous doth

in righteousnesse delight,
And with a pleasant countenance
beholdeth the upright.

PSAL. XII.

[1]

Help Lord, because the godly man

doth dayly fade away;
And from among the sons of men
the faithful do decay.

2

Unto his neighbour every one

doth utter vanitie:
They with a double heart do speak,
and lips of flatterie.

3

God shall cut off all flatering lips'

tongues that speak proudly, thus,

4

We'l wth our tongue prevail, our lips

are ours: who's Lord ov'r us?

5

For poor opprest, and for the sighs

of needie, rise will I,
Saith God, and him in safety set
from such as him defy.

6

The words of God are words most pure:

they be like silver try'd
In earthen furnace, seven times
that hath been purify'd.

7

Lord, thou shalt them preserve and keep

for ever, from this race.

8

On each sidewalk the wicked, when

vile men are high in place.

PSAL. XIII.

[1]

How long wilt thou forget me, Lord

shal it for ever be?
O how long shal it be, that thou
wilt hide thy face from me?

2

How long take counsel in my soul,

stil sad in heart, shal I?
How long exalted over me
shall be mine enemy?

3

O Lord my God, consider wel,

and answer to me make:
Mine eyes enlighten, lest the sleep
of death me over take.

4

Lest that mine enemie should say,

against him I prevail'd;
And, those that trouble me, rejoyce
when I am mov'd and fail'd.

5

But I have all my confidence

thy mercy set upon:


5

My heart within me shal rejoyce

in thy salvation.

6

I wil unto the Lord my God

sing praises chearfully,
Because he hath his bountie shown
to me abundantly.

PSAL. XIV.

[1]

That there is not a God, the fool

doth in his heart conclude:
They are corrupt, their works are vile,
not one of them doth good.

2

Upon mens sons the Lord frō heaven

did cast his eyes abroad;
To see if any understood,
and did seek after God.

3

They altogether filthy are,

they all aside are gone:
And there is none that doeth good,
yea, sure there is not one.

4

These workers of iniquity

do they not know at all,
That they my people eat as bread,
and on God do not cal?

5

There fear'd they much: for God is with

the whole race of just.

6

You shame the counsel of the poor,

because God is his trust.

7

Let Israels help from Sion come.

When back the Lord shal bring
His captives, Jacob shal rejoyce,
and Israel shal sing.

PSAL. XV.

[1]

Within thy tabernacle, Lord,

who shal abide with thee?
And in thy high and holy hil
who shal a dweller be?

2

The man that walketh uprightly,

and worketh righteousnesse,
And, as he thinketh in his heart,
so doth he truth expresse.

3

Who doth not slander with his tongue,

nor to his friend doth hurt,
Nor yet against his neighbour doth
take up an ill report.

4

In whose eyes vile men are dispis'd;

but those that God do fear
He honoureth: and changeth not,
though to his hurt he swear.

5

His coyn puts not to usury,

nor take reward wil he
Against the guiltlesse. Who doth thus
shal never moved be.

PSAL. XVI.

[1]

Lord, keep me: for I trust in thee.

2

To God thus was my speech,

Thou art my Lord, and unto thee
my goodnesse doth not reach:

3

To saints on earth, to th'excellent

where my delight's all plac't.

4

Their sorrows shal be multipli'd,

to other gods that haste:
Of their drink-offerings of blood
I will no offering make,
Yea, neither I their very names
up in my lips will take.

5

God is of mine inheritance

and cup the portion:
The lot that fallen is to me,
thou dost maintain alone.

6

Unto me happily the lines

in pleasant places fell;
Yea, the inheritance I got,
in beautie doth excel.

7

I blesse the Lord, because he doth

by counsel me conduct:
And in the seasons of the night,
my reins do me instruct.

8

Before me still the Lord I set:

sith it is so, that he
Doth ever stand at my right hand,
I shal not moved be.

9

Because of this my heart is glad,

and joy shal be exprest
Ev'n by my glory: and my flesh
in confidence shal rest.

10

Because my soul in grave to dwel

shal not be left by thee;
Nor wilt thou give thine Holy One
corruption to see.

11

Thou wilt me shew the path of life

of joyes there is ful store
Before thy face, at thy right hand
are pleasures evermore.

PSAL. XVII.

[1]

Lord, hear the right, attend my cry,

unto my pray'r give heed,
That doth not in hyprocrisie
from feigned lips proceed.

2

And from before thy presence forth

my sentence do thou send:
Toward these things that equal are,
do thou thine eyes intend.

3

Thou prov'dst mine heart, thou visitdst me,

by night thou didst me try,
Yet nothing foūdst, for that my mouth
shal not sin purpos'd I.

4

As for mens works, I by the word

that from thy lips doth flow
Did me preserve out of the paths
wherein destroyers go.

5

Hold up my goings, Lord: me guide

in those thy paths divine,
So that my footsteps may not slide
out of these wayes of thine.

6

I called have on thee, O God,

because thou wilt me hear:
That thou may'st hearken to my speech,
to me incline thine ear.

7

Thy wondrous loving kindnes show

thou that by thy right hand
Sav'st them that in thee trust, from those,
that up against them stand.

8

As th'apple of the eye me keep;

in thy wings shade me close,

9

From lewd oppressours, compassing

me round, as deadly foes.

10

In their own fat they are inclos'd:

their mouth speaks loftily.

11

Our steps they compast; & to ground

down bowing set their eye.

12

He like unto a lion is,

that's greedy of his prey,
Or lion young, which lurking doth
in secret places stay.

13

Arise, and disappoint my foe,

and cast him down, O Lord:
My soul save from the wicked man,
the man which is thy sword.

14

From men which are thy hand, O Lord,

from wordly men, me save,
Which onely in this present life
their part and portion have:
Whose belly with thy treasure hid
thou fill'st, they children have
In plentie, of their goods the rest
they to their children leave.

15

But as for me, I thine own face

in righteousnesse will see:
And with thy likenesse, when I wake,
I satisfi'd shal be.

PSAL. XVIII.

[1]

Thee wil I love, O Lord, my strength

2

My fortresse is the Lord,

My rock, and he that doth to me
deliverance afford:
My God, my strength, whō I wil trust,
a bukler unto me,
The horn of my salvation
and my high towr is he.

3

Upon the Lord, who worthy is

of praises, will I cry:
And then shall I preserved be
safe from mine enemy.

4

Floods of ill men affrighted me.

deaths pangs about me went.

5

Hells sorrows me environed:

deaths snares did me prevent.

6

In my distresse I call'd on God,

cry to my God did I:
He from his temple heard my voice,
to his ears came my cry.

7

Th'earth, as affrighted, then did shake,

trembling upon it seised;
The hills foundations moved were,
because he was displeased.

8

Up from his nostrils came a smoke,

and from his mouth there came
Devouring fire, and coals by it
were turned into flame.

9

He also bowed down the heav'ns,



and thence he did descend
And thickest clouds of darknesse did
under his feet attend.

10

And he upon a cherube rode,

and thereon he did fly:
Yea, on the swift wings of the winde
his flight was from on hy.

11

He darkness made his secret place:

about him for his tent
Dark waters were, and thickest clouds
of th'airie firmament.

12

And at the brightnesse of that light

which was before his eye,
His thick clouds past away, hail-stons
and coals of fire did flye.

13

The Lord God also in the heav'ns

did thunder in his ire,
And there the highest gave his voice,
hail-stones and coals of fire.

14

Yea, he his arrows sent abroad,

and them he scattered:
His lightnings also he shot out,
and them discomfited.

15

The waters chanels then were seen

the worlds foundations vast
At thy rebuke discovered were,
and at thy nostrils blast.

16

And from above the Lord sent down

and took me from below,
From many waters he me drew,
which would me over-flow.

17

He me reliev'd from my strong foes

and such as did me hate:
Because he saw that they for me
too strong were, and too great.

18

They me prevented in the day

of my calamitie:
But even then the Lord himself
a stay was unto me.

19

He to a place where libertie

and room was, hath me brought:
Because he took delight in me,
he my deliverance wrought.

20

According to my righteousnesse

he did me recompence,
He me repay'd according to
my hands pure innocence.

21

For I Gods wayes kept, frō my God

did not turn wickedlie.

22

His judgements were before me, I

his Lawes put not from me.

23

Sincere before him was my heart,

with him upright was I:
And watchfully I kept my self
from mine iniquity.

24

After my righteousnesse the Lord

hath recompensed me,
After the cleannesse of my hands
appearing in his eye.

25

Thou gracious to the gracious art,

to upright men upright.

26

Pure to the pure, froward thou kythes

unto the froward wight.

27

For thou wilt the afflicted save,

in grief that low do ly:
But wilt bring down the countenance
of them whose looks are hy.

28

The Lord wil light my candle so,

that it shal shine ful bright.
The Lord my God wil also make
my darknesse to be light.

29

By thee through troups of men I break,

and them discomfit all;
And, by my God assisting me,
I over-leap a wal.

30

As for God, perfect is his way:

the Lord his word is try'd:
He is a buckler to al those
who do on him confide.

31

Who but the Lord is God? but he

who is a rook and stay?

32

It's God that girdeth me with strength,

& perfect maks my way.

33

He made my feet swift as the hinds armes

set me on my high places:

34

Mine hands to war he taught, mine

brake bows of steel in pieces.

35

The shield of thy salvation

thou didst on me bestow:
Thy right hand held me up, and great
thy kindnesse made me grow.

36

And in my way, my steps thou hast

enlarged under me,
That I go safely; and my feet
are kept from sliding free.

37

Mine enemies I pursued have,

and did them over-take.
Nor did I turn again, til I
an end of them did make.

38

I wounded them, they could not rise

they at my feet did fal.

39

Thou girdest me with strength for war;

my foes thou brought down al.

40

And thou hast giv'n to me the necks

of all mine enemies:
That I might them destroy and slay
who did against me rise.

41

They cryed out, but there was none

that would or could them save.
Yea, they did cry unto the Lord,
but he no answer gave.

42

Then did I beat them smal, as dust

before the winde that flyes:
And I did cast them out like dirt
upon the street that lyes.

43

Thou mad'st me free from peoples strife;

and heathens head to be:
A people whom I have not known,
shal service do to me.

44

At hearing they shal me obey,

to me they shal submit.

45

Strangers for fear shal fade away,

who in close places sit.

46

God lives, blest be my rocks the God

of my health praised be.

47

God doth avenge me, and subdues

the people under me.

48

He saves me from mine enemies:

Yea, thou hast lifted me
Above my foes: and from the man
of violence, setst me free.

49

Therefore to thee wil I give thanks

the heathen folk among:
And to thy Name, O Lord, I wil
sing praises in a song.

50

He great deliverance gives hisking.

he mercy doth extend
To David, his anointed one,
and his seed without end.

PSAL XIX.

[1]

The heav'ns Gods glory do declare;

the skyes his hand-works preach.

2

Day utters speech to day, and night

to night doth knowledge teach.

3

There is no speech nor tongue, to wch

their voice doth not extend.

4

Their line is gon through all the earth,

their words to the worlds end.
In them he set the sun a tent,

5

Who bride-groom-like forth goes

From's chamber, as a strong man doth
to run his race, rejoyce.

6

From heav'ns end is his going forth

circling to th'end again.
And there is nothing from his heat,
that hidden doth remain.

7

Gods Law is perfect, and converts

the soul in sin that lyes;
Gods testimony is most sure,
and makes the simple wise.

8

The statutes of the Lord are right,

and do rejoyce the heart;
The Lords command is pure, & doth
light to the eyes impart.

9

Unspotted is the fear of God,

and doth endure for ever;
The judgements of the Lord are true,
and righteous altogether.

10

They, more then gold, yea, much fine gold,

to be desired are;
Then honey, from the honey comb
that dropeth, sweeter far.

11

Moreover, they thy servant warn

how he his life should frame;
A great reward provided is
for them that keep the same.

12

Who can his errours understand?



O cleanse thou me within

13

From secret faults. Thy servant keep

from all presumptuous sin.
And do not suffer them to have
dominion over me;
Then righteous and innocent
I from much sin shal be.

14

The words wc from my mouth proceed,

the thoughts sent from my heart
Accept, O Lord, for thou my strength
and my redeemer art.

PSAL. XX.

[1]

Jehovah hear thee in the day

when trouble he doth send,
And let the Name of Jacobs God
thee from all ill defend.

2

O let him help send from above,

out of his sanctuarie;
From Sion his own holy hil,
let him give strength to thee.

3

Let him remember all thy gifts,

accept thy sacrifice.

4

Grant thee thine hearts wish, & fulfil

thy thoughts and counsel wise.

5

In thy salvation we wil joy;

in our Gods Name we wil
Display our banners: and the Lord
thy prayers all fulfil.

6

Now know I, God his King doth save

he from his holy heaven
Wil hear him, wth the saving strength
by his right hand that's given.

7

In chariots some put confidence,

some horses trust upon:
But we remember wil the Name
of our Lord God alone.

8

We rise, & upright stand, when they

are bowed down, and fal.

9

Deliver, Lord, and let the King

us hear, when we do cal.

PSAL. XXI.

[1]

The King in thy great strength, O Lord,

shal very joyful be,
In thy salvation rejoyce
how vehemently shal he!

2

Thou hast bestowed upon him

all that his heart would have,
And thou from him didst not withhold
what e're his lips did crave.

3

For thou with blessings him preven'st

of goodnesse manifold;
And thou hast set upon his head.
a crown of purest gold.

4

When he desired life of thee,

thou life to him didst give:
Ev'n such a length of dayes, that he
for evermore shou'd live.

5

In that salvation wrought by thee

his glory is made great,
Honour and comly Majestie
thou hast upon him set.

6

Because that thou for evermore

most blessed hast him made;
And thou hast with thy countenance,
made him exceeding glad:

7

Because the King upon the Lord

his confidence doth lay,
And through the grace of the most hie
shal not be mov'd away.

8

Thine hand shall all those men find out

that enemies are to thee,
Ev'n thy right handshal find out those
of thee that haters be.

9

Like fiery ov'n thou shalt them make

when kindled is thine ire;
God shal them swallow in his wrath,
devoure them shal the fire.

10

Their fruit frō earth thou shalt destroy

their seed men from among

11

For they, beyond their might, 'gainst thee

did plot mischief & wrong.

12

Thou therfore shalt make thē turnback

when thou thy shafts shalt place
Upon thy strings, made ready all
to flie against their face

13

In thy great power & strength, O Lord,

be thou exalted hie;
So shal we sing with joyfull hearts,
thy power praise shal we.

PSAL. XXII.

[1]

My God, my God why hast thou me

forsaken? why so far
Art thou from helping me, and from
my words that roaring are?

2

All day, my God, to thee I cry,

yet am not heard by thee;
And in the season of the night
I cannot silent be.

3

But thou art holy, thou that dost

inhabite Israels praise

4

Our fathers hop'd in thee, they hop'd,

and thou didst them release.

5

When unto thee they sent their cry,

to them deliverance came;
Because they put their trust in thee,
they were not put to shame.

6

But as for me, a worm I am,

and as no man am pris'd.
Reproach of men I am, and by
the people am dispis'd.

7

All that me see laugh me to scorn:

shoot out the lip do they,
They nod & shake their heads at me,
and mocking, thus do say,

8

This man did trust in God, that he

would free him by his might;
Let him deliver him, sith he
had in him such delight.

9

But thou art he out of the womb

that didst me safely take;
When I was on my mothers breasts,
thou me to hope didst make.

10

And I was cast upon thy care,

ev'n from the womb til now;
And from my mothers belly, Lord,
my God and guide art thou.

11

Be not far off, for grief is near;

and none to help is found.

12

Buls many compasse me; strong buls

of Bashan me surround.

13

Their mouths they op'ned wide on me,

upon me gape did they,
Like to a Lion ravening
and roaring for his prey.

14

Like water I'm pour'd out, my bones

all out of joynt do part:
Amidst my bowels, as the wax,
so melted is my heart.

15

My strength is like a potsherd dri'd:

my tongue it cleaveth fast
Unto my jaws; and to the dust
of death thou brought me hast.

16

For dogs have compast me about:

the wicked, that did meet
In their assembly, me inclos'd,
they pierc'd my hands and feet.

17

I all my bones may tell: they do

upon me look and stare.

18

Upon my vesture lots they cast,

and clothes among them share.

19

But be not far, O Lord, my strength;

haste to give help to me.

20

From sword my soul, from pow'r of dogs

my darling set thou free

21

Out of the roaring Lions mouth

do thou me shield and save:
For from the horns of Unicorns
an ear to me thou gave.

22

I will shew forth thy Name unto

those that my brethren are:
Amidst the congregation
thy praise I wil declare.

23

Praise ye the Lord, who do him fear;

him glorifie, all ye
The seed of Jacob; fear him all
that Isra'ls children be.

24

For he despis'd not, nor abhor'd

th'afflicteds misery:
Nor from him hid his face, but heard
when he to him did cry.

25

Within the congregation great

my praise shall be of thee:
My vows before them that him fear
shall be perform'd by me.

26

The meek shal eat, and shalbe fil'd;

they also praise shal give
Unto the Lord that do him seek;
your heart shal ever live.


27

All ends of th'earth remember shal,

and turn the Lord unto;
All kindreds of the nations
to him shal homage do.

28

Because the Kingdom to the Lord

doth appertain, as his:
Likewise among the nations
the governour he is.

29

Earth, fat ones eat & worship shal:

all who to dust descend
Shal bow to him: none of them can
his soul from death defend.

30

A seed shal service do to him,

unto the Lord it shal
Be for a generation
reck'ned in ages all.

31

They shal come, & they shal declare

his truth and righteousnesse
Unto a people yet unborn,
and that he hath done this.

PSAL. XXIII.

[1]

The Lord's my shepherd, I'le not want

2

He makes me down to ly

In Pastures green: he leadeth me
the quiet waters by.

3

My soul he doth restore again;

and me to walk doth make
Into the paths of righteousnesse,
ev'n for his own Names sake.

4

Yea, though I walk in deaths darkvale

yet will I fear none ill;
For thou art with me and thy rod
and staff me comfort stil.

5

My table thou hast furnished

in presence of my foes:
My head thou dost with oyl anoint,
and my cup overflowes.

6

Goodnesse and mercy all my life

shal surely follow me:
And in Gods house for evermore
my dwelling place shal be.

PSAL. XXIV.

[1]

The earth belongs unto the Lord,

and all that it contains;
The world that is inhabited,
and al that there remains.

2

For the foundation thereof

he on the seas did lay,
And he hath it established
upon the flouds to stay.

3

Who is the man that shal ascend

into the hil of God?
Or who within his holy place
shal have a firm abode?

4

Whose hands are clean, whose heart is pure,

and unto vanity
Who hath not lifted up his soul,
nor sworn deceitfully.

5

He from th'Eternal shal receive

the blessing him upon,
And righteousnesse, ev'n from the God
of his salvation.

6

This is the generation

that after him enquire,
O Jacob, who do seek thy face
with their whole hearts desire.

7

Ye gates lift up your heads on high,

ye doors that last for ay
Be lifted up, that so the King
of glory enter may.

8

But who of glory is the King?

the mighty Lord is this,
Ev'n that same Lord, that great in might
and strong in battel is.

9

Ye gates lift up your heads, ye doors

doors that do last for ay
Be lifted up, that so the King
of glory enter may.

10

But who is he that is the King

of glory? Who is this?
The Lord of hosts, and none but he
the King of glory is.

PSAL. XXV.

[1]

To thee I lift my soul:

2

O Lord, I trust in thee,

My God, let me not be asham'd,
nor foes triumph ov'r me.

3

Let none that wait on thee

be put to shame at all;
But those that without cause transgress
let shame upon them fall.

4

Shew me thy wayes, O Lord;

thy paths O teach thou me.

5

And do thou lead me in thy truth,

therein my teacher be;
For thou art God that do'st
to me salvation send,
And I upon thee, all the day
expecting, do attend.

6

Thy tender mercies, Lord,

I pray thee to remember,
And loving kindnesses; for they
have been of old for ever.

7

My sins and faults of youth

do thou, O Lord, forget;
After thy mercy think on me,
and for thy goodnesse great.

8

God good and upright is;

the way hee'l sinners show.

9

The meek in judgment he wilguide

and make his path to know.

10

The whole paths of the Lord

are truth and mercy sure
To those that do his covenant keep,
and testimonies pure.

11

Now for thine own Names sake,

O Lord, I thee intreat
To pardon mine iniquitie;
for it is very great.

12

What man is he that fears

the Lord, and doth him serve?
Him shal he teach the way that he
shall choose and still observe.

13

His soul shal dwel at ease;

and his posteritie
Shall flourish stil, and of the earth
inheritors shall be.

14

With those that fear him, is

the secret of the Lord;
The knowledge of his covenant
he wil to them afford.

15

Mine eyes upon the Lord

continually are set;
For it is he that shal bring forth
my feet out of the net.

16

Turn unto me thy face,

and to me mercy show;
Because that I am desolate,
and am brought very low.

17

My hearts griefs are increas'd;

me from distresse relieve.

18

See mine affliction and my pain,

and all my sins forgive.

19

Consider thou my foes,

because they many are,
And it a cruel hatred is,
which they against me bear.

20

O do thou keep my soul,

do thou deliver me;
And let me never be asham'd,
because I trust in thee.

21

Let uprightnesse and truth

keep me, who thee attend.

22

Redemption, Lord, to Israel

from all his troubles send.

Another of the same.

[To thee I lift my soul, O Lord]

To thee I lift my soul, O Lord:

2

My God, I trust in thee;

Let me not be asham'd; let not
my foes triumph ov'r me.

3

Yea, let thou none ashamed be

that do on thee attend;
Ashamed let them be, O Lord,
who without cause offend.

4

Thy ways, Lord, shew; teach me thy paths

5

Lead me in truth, teach me;

For of my safety thou art God,
all day I wait on thee.

6

Thy mercies, that most tender are,

do thou, O Lord, remember,
And loving kindnesses; for they
have been of old for ever.

7

Let not the errours of my youth,

nor sins remembred be;
In mercy, for thy goodnesse sake,
O Lord, remember me.

8

The Lord is good and gracious,

He upright is also:
He therefore sinners wil instruct
in wayes that they should go.


9

The meek and lowly he wil guide

in judgement just alway:
To meek and poor afflicted ones
hee'l clearly teach his way.

10

The whole paths of the Lord our God

are truth and mercy sure,
To such as keep his covenant,
and testimonies pure.

11

Now for thine own Names sake, O Lord,

I humbly thee intreat
To pardon mine iniquitie:
for it is very great.

12

What man fears God? him shal he teach

the way that he shal choose.

13

His soul shal dwel at ease, his seed

the earth, as heirs, shal use.

14

The secret of the Lord is with

such as do fear his Name,
And he his holy covenant
wil manifest to them.

15

Towards the Lord my waiting eys

continually are set:
For he it is that shal bring forth
my feet out of the net.

16

O turn thee unto me, O God,

have mercy me upon:
Because I solitary am,
and in affliction.

17

Enlargd the griefs are of my heart:

me from distresse relieve.

18

See mine affliction, & my pain,

and all my sins forgive.

19

Consider thou mine enemies,

because they many are,
And it a cruel hatred is,
which they against me beare.

20

O do thou keep my soul, O God,

do thou deliver me;
Let me not be asham'd, for I
do put my trust in thee.

21

O let integrity and truth

keep me, who thee attend.

22

Redemption, Lord, to Israel

from all his troubles send.

PSAL. XXVI.

[1]

Judge me, O Lord, for I have walkt

in mine integrity:
I trusted also in the Lord;
slide therefore shal not I.
Examine me, and do me prove;
try heart and reins, O God.

3

For thy love is before mine eyes,

thy truths paths I have trod.

4

With persons vain I have not sat,

nor with dissemblers gone.

5

Th'assembly of ill men I hate:

to sit with such I shun,

6

Mine hands in inocence, O Lord,

I'le wash and purify.
So to thine holy altar go
and compasse it wil I.

7

That I, with voice of thanksgiving,

may publish and declare,
And tel of all thy mighty works,
that great and wondrous are.

8

The habitation of thy house,

Lord, I have loved wel,
Yea, in that place I do delight,
where doth thine honour dwel.

9

With sinners gather not my soul,

and such as bloud would spill

10

Whose hands mischivous plots, right hand

corrupting bribes do fil.

11

But as for me, I will walk on

in mine integritie;
Do thou redeem me, and, O Lord,
be merciful to me.

12

My foot upon an even place

doth stand with stedfastnesse;
Within the congregations
th'Eternal I wil blesse.

PSAL. XXVII.

[1]

The Lords my light, & saving health

who shal make me dismaid?
My lifes strength is the Lord, of whom
then shal I be afraid?

2

When as mine enemies and foes,

most wicked persons all,
To eat my flesh against me rose,
they stumbled and did fal.

3

Against me though an host encamp

my heart yet fearlesse is;
Though war against me rise, I wil
be confident in this.

4

One thing I of the Lord desir'd,

and wil seek to obtain
That all dayes of my life I may
within Gods house remain.
That I the beauty of the Lord
behold may and admire,
And that I in his holy place
may reverently enquire.

5

For he, in his pavilion, shal

me hide in evil dayes;
In secreet of his tent me hide,
and on a rock me raise.

6

And now, ev'n at this present time

mine head shal lifted be
Above all those that be my foes,
and round encompasse me:
Therefore unto his tabernacle
I'le sacrifices bring
Of joyfulnesse, I'le sing, yea, I
to God will praises sing.

7

O Lord, give ear unto my voice,

when I do cry to thee:
Upon me also mercy have,
and do thou answer me.

8

When thou didst say, seek ye my face

then unto thee reply
Thus did my heart, above all things
thy face, Lord, seek will I.

9

Far from me hide not thou thy face

put not away from thee
Thy servant in thy wrath; thou hast
an helper been to me:
O God of my salvation,
leave me not, nor for sake.

10

Tho me my parents both should leave,

the Lord will me up take.

11

O Lord, instruct me in thy way,

to me a leader be
In a plain path, because of those
that hatred bear to me.

12

Give me not to mine enemies wil:

for witnesses, that lie,
Against me risen are, and such
as breath out crueltie.

13

I fainted had, unlesse that I

believed had, to see
The Lords own goodnesse in the land
of them that living be.

14

Wait on the Lord: & be thou strong,

and he shall strength afford
Unto thine heart: yea, do thou wait,
I say, upon the Lord.

PSAL. XXVIII.

[1]

To thee I'le cry, O Lord, my rock,

hold not thy peace to me;
Lest, like those that to pit descend,
I by thy silence be.

2

The voice hear of my humble pray'rs,

when unto thee I cry;
When to thy holy Oracle
I lift mine hands on by.

3

With ill men draw me not away,

that work iniquity;
That speak peace to their friends while in
their hearts doth mischiefly.

4

Give them according to their deeds,

and ills endeavoured;
And, as their handie-works deserve,
to them be rendered

5

God shal not build, but thē destroy

who would not understand
The Lords own works, nor did regard
the doing of his hand.

6

For ever blessed be the Lord,

for graciously he heard
The voice of my petitions,
and prayers did regard.

7

The Lord's my strength and shield, my heart

upon him did rely,
And I am helped, hence my heart
doth joy exceedingly,
And with my song I will him praise.


8

Their strength is God alone:

He also is the saving strength
of his anointed One.

9

O thine own people do thou save,

blesse thine inheritance:
Them also do thou feed, and them
for evermore advance.

PSAL. XXIX.

[1]

Give ye unto the Lord, ye sons

that of the mighty be,
All strength and glory to the Lord,
with cheerfulnesse give ye.

2

Unto the Lord the glory give,

that to his Name is due;
And in the beautie of holinesse,
unto Jehovah bow.

3

The Lords voice on the waters is;

the God of Majestie
Doth thunder, and on multitudes
of waters sitteth He.

4

A powrfull voice it is, that comes

out from the Lord most hie;
The voice of that great Lord is full
of glorious majestie.

5

The voice of the Eternall doth

asunder cedars tear;
Yea, God the Lord doth cedars break
that Lebanon doth bear.

6

He makes them like a calf to skip:

ev'n that great Lebanon,
And like to a young unicorn
the mountain Sirion.

7

Gods voice divides the flames of fire;

8

The desert it doth shake;

The Lord doth make the wildernesse
of Kadesh, all to quake.

9

Gods voice doth make the hindes to calve;

it makes the forrests bare:
And in his Temple every one
his glory doth declare.

10

The Lord sits on the flouds; the Lord

sits King, and ever shall.

11

The Lord wil give his people strength,

and with peace blesse them all.

PSAL XXX.

[1]

Lord, I will thee extoll, for thou

hast lifted me on hie,
And over me thou to rejoyce
mad'st not mine enemie.

2

O thou who art the Lord my God,

I in distresse to thee
With loud cryes lifted up my voice,
and thou hast healed me.

3

O Lord, my soul thou hast brought up

and rescu'd from the grave:
That I to pit should not go down,
alive thou didst me save.

4

O ye that are his holy ones,

sing praise unto the Lord;
And give unto him thanks, when you
his holinesse record.

5

For, but a moment lasts his wrath;

life in his favour lyes:
Weeping may for a night endure,
at morn doth joy arise.

6

In my prosperitie, I said,

that nothing shal me move.

7

O Lord, thou hast my mountain made

to stand strong by thy love:
But when that thou, O gracious God,
didst hide thy face from me,
Then quickly was my prosperous state
turn'd into miserie.

8

Wherefore unto the Lord, my cry

I caused to ascend:
My humble supplication,
I to the Lord did send.

9

What profit is there in my bloud,

when I go down to pit?
Shall unto thee the dust give praise?
thy truth declare shall it?

10

Hear, Lord, have mercy, help me Lord

11

From me thou turn'd my sadnes,

To dancing; yea, my sakcloth loos'd,
and girded me with gladnesse.

12

That sing thy praise my glory may,

and never silent be;
O Lord my God, for evermore
I will give thanks to thee.

PSAL. XXXI.

[1]

In thee, O Lord, I put my trust,

sham'd let me never be:
According to thy righteousnesse,
do thou deliver me.

2

Bow down thine ear to me, with speed

send me deliverance;
To save me, my strong rock be thou,
and my house of defence.

3

Because thou art my rock, and thee

I for my fortresse take;
Therefore do thou me lead and guide,
ev'n for thine own Names sake.

4

And sith thou art my strength, therefore

pull me out of the net,
Which they in subtiltie for me
so privily have set.

5

Into thine hands, I do commit

my sp'rit: for thou art he,
O thou Jehovah, God of truth,
that hast redeemed me.

6

Those that do lying vanities

regard, I have abhorr'd:
But as for me, my confidence
is fixed on the Lord.

7

I'le in thy mercy gladly joy:

for thou, my miseries
Considered hast; thou hast my soul
known in adversities;

8

And thou hast not inclosed me

within the enemies hand;
And by thee have my feet been made
in a large room to stand.

9

O Lord, upon me mercy have,

for trouble is on me;
Mine eye, my belly, and my soul
with grief consumed be.

10

Because my life with grief is spent,

my years with sighs and grones:
My strength doth fail; and for my sin
consumed are my bones.

11

I was a scorn to all my foes,

and to my friends a fear:
And specially reproacht of those
that were my neighbours near
When they me saw, they from me fled

12

Ev'n so, I am forgot,

As men are out of minde, when dead:
I'm like a broken pot.

13

For slanders I of many hear'd,

fear compast me, while they
Against me did consult and plot,
to take my life away.

14

But as for me, O Lord my trust,

upon thee I did lay:
And I to thee, thou art my God,
did confidently say.

15

My times are wholly in thine hand:

do thou deliver me
From their hands, that mine enemies
and persecuters be.

16

Thy countenance to shine, do thou

upon thy servant make:
Unto me give salvation,
for thy great mercies sake.

17

Let me not be asham'd, O Lord,

for on thee call'd I have:
Let wicked men be asham'd, let them
be silent in the grave.

18

To silence put the lying lips:

that grievous things do say,
And hard reports, in pride and scorn,
on righteous men do lay.

19

How great's the goodnes thou for thē

that fear thee keepst in store;
And wroughtst for thē that trust in the
the sons of men before!

20

In secret of thy presence, thou

shalt hide them from mans pride
Frō strife of tongus, thou closely shalt
as in a tent, them hide.

21

All praise & thanks be to the Lord;

for he hath magnify'd
His wondrous love to me, within
a city fortify'd.

22

For from thine eyes cut off I am,

(I in my haste had said)
My voice yet heardst thou, when to thee
with cryes, my moan I made.


23

O love the Lord, all ye his saints:

because the Lord doth guard
The faithfull, and he plenteously
proud doers doth reward.

24

Be of good courage, and he strength

unto your heart shall send,
All ye whose hope and confidence
doth on the Lord depend.

PSAL. XXXII.

[1]

O blessed is the man, to whom

is freely pardoned
All the transgression he hath done,
whose sin is covered.

2

Blest is the man, to whom the Lord

imputeth not his sin,
And in whose sp'rit there is no guile
nor fraud is found therein.

3

When as I did refrain my speech,

and silent was my tongue,
My bones then waxed old, because
I roared all day long.

4

For, upon me both day and night,

thine hand did heavie ly,
So that my moisture turned is
in summers drought thereby.

5

I thereupon have unto thee

my sin acknowledged,
And likewise mine iniquitie,
I have not covered:
I will confesse unto the Lord
my trespasses, said I;
And of my sin, thou freely didst
forgive th'iniquity.

6

For this, shal every godly one,

his prayer make to thee,
In such a time he shall thee seek,
as found thou mayest be
Surely, when floods of waters great,
do swel up to the brim,
They shal not over-whelm his soul,
nor once come near to him.

7

Thou art my hiding-place, thou shalt

from trouble keep me free;
Thou, with songs of deliverance,
about shalt compasse me,

8

I will instruct thee, and thee teach

the way that thou shalt go,
And, with mine eye upon thee set,
I will direction show.

9

Then be not like the horse or mule

which do not understand:
Whose mouth, lest they come near to thee
a bridle must command.

10

Unto the man that wicked is,

his sorrows shal abound:
But him that trusteth in the Lord,
mercy shall compasse round.

11

Ye righteous, in the Lord be glad,

in him do ye rejoyce:
All ye that upright are in heart,
for joy lift up your voyce.

PSAL. XXXIII.

[1]

Ye righteous in the Lord rejoyce:

it comely is, and right,
That upright men with thankful voyce
should praise the Lord of might.

2

Praise God with harp: and unto him,

sing with the psalterie,
Upon a ten-string'd instrument
make ye sweet melodie.

3

A new song to him sing, and play

with loud noise skilfully.

4

For, right is Gods word, all his works

are done in verity.

5

To judgement and to righteousnesse

a love He beareth stil:
The loving kindnesse of the Lord
the earth throughout doth fil.

6

The heavens by the word of God,

did their begining take;
And by the breathing of his mouth,
He all their hosts did make.

7

The waters of the seas He brings

together as an heap:
And in store-houses, as it were,
He layeth up the depth.

[8]

Let earth, and all that live therein,

with reverence fear the Lord:
Let all the worlds inhabitants
dread him with one accord.

9

For he did speak the word, and done

it was, without delay;
Established, it firmly stood
what ever he did say.

10

God doth the counsel bring to nought,

which heathen folk do take:
And what the people do devise,
of none effect doth make.

11

O! but the counsel of the Lord,

doth stand for ever sure,
And of his heart the purposes,
from age to age endure.

12

That nation blessed is, whose God

Jehovah is: and those
A blessed people are, whom for
his heritage he chose.

13

The Lord frō heav'n sees, & beholds

all sons of men ful wel.

14

He views all frō his dewlling place

that in the earth do dwel.

15

He formes their hearts alike: and all

their doings he observes.

16

Great hosts save not a King: much strength,

no mighty man preserves.

17

An horse for preservation,

is a deceitful thing:
And by the greatnesse of his strength,
can no deliverance bring.

18

Behold, on those that do him fear,

the Lord doth set his eye:
Ev'n those, who on his mercy do
with confidence rely.

19

Frō death to free their soul, in dearth

life unto them to yeeld.

20

Our soul doth wait upon the Lord:

he is our help and shield.

21

Sith in his holy Name we trust,

our hearts shal joyful be.

22

Lord, let thy mercy be on us,

as we do hope in thee.

PSAL. XXXIV.

[1]

God wil I bless all times: his praise

my mouth shal stil expresse.

2

My soul shal boast in God: the meek

shal hear with joyfulnesse.

3

Extol the Lord with me, let us

exalt his name together.

4

I sought the Lord, he heard, and did

me from all fears deliver.

5

They look'd to him, & lightned were;

not shamed were their faces.

6

This poor man cry'd, God heard, & sav'd

him from all his distresses.

7

The angel of the Lord encamps,

and round encompasseth
All those about that do him fear,
and them delivereth.

8

O taste and see, that God is good:

who trusts in him is blest.

9

Fear God his saints: none that him fear

shal be with want opprest

10

The lions young may hungry be.

and they may lack their food:
But they that truly seek the Lord,
shal not lack any good.

11

O children, hither do ye come,

and unto me give ear:
I shal you teach to understand
how ye the Lord should fear.

12

What man is he that life desires,

to see good would live long?

13

Thy lips refrain frō speaking guile,

and from ill words thy tongue.

14

Depart from ill, do good; seek peace

pursue it earnestly.

15

Gods eyes are on the just; his ears

are open to their cry.

16

The face of God is set against

those that do wickedly.
That he may quite out from the earth
cut off their memory.

17

The righteous cry unto the Lord,

he unto them gives ear;
And they, out of their troubles all,
by him delivered are.

18

The Lord is ever nigh to them

that be of broken sp'rit:
To them he safety doth afford,
that are in heart contrite.


19

The troubles that afflict the just,

in number many be:
But yet at length, out of them all,
the Lord doth set them free.

20

He carefully his bones doth keep,

what ever can befal:
That not so much as one of them
can broken be at all.

21

Ill shal the wicked slay: laid waste

shal be, who hate the just.

22

The Lord redeems his servants souls.

none perish that him trust.

PSAL. XXXV.

[1]

Plead, Lord, wth those that plead, and fight

with those that fight wth me.

2

Of shield & buckler take thou hold,

stand up mine help to be,

3

Draw also out the spear, and do

against them stop the way,
That me persue: unto my soul,
I'm thy salvation, say.

4

Let them confounded be, & sham'd,

that for my soul have sought:
Who plot my hurt, turn'd back be they
and to confusion brought.

5

Let them be like unto the chaff,

that flies before the winde:
And let the angel of the Lord
pursue them hard behinde.

6

With darknes cover thou their way,

and let it slipperie prove,
And let the angel of the Lord
pursue them from above.

7

For, without cause have they for me

their net hid in a pit,
They also have without a cause,
for my soul digged it.

8

Let ruine seise him unawares,

his net he hid withal
Himself let catch: and in the same
destruction let him fall.

9

My soul in God shal joy: and glad

in his salvation be.

10

And all my bones shal say, O Lord,

who is like unto thee,
Which dost the poor set free from him
that is for him too strong;
The poor and needy from the man
that spoils and does him wrong?

11

False witnesses rose; to my charge

things I not knew they laid.

12

They, to the spoiling of my soul,

me ill for good repay'd.

13

But as for me, when they were sick,

in sackcloth sad I mourn'd:
My humbled soul did fast, my pray'r
into my bosome turn'd,

14

My self I did behave, as he

had been my friend, or brother:
I heavily bow'd down, as one
that mourneth for his mother.

15

But in my trouble they rejoyc'd,

gathering themselves together:
Yea, abjects vile, together did
themselves against me gather;
I knew it not, they did me tear,
and quiet would not be.

16

With mocking hypocrites, at feasts

they gnasht their teeth at me.

17

How long, Lord, lookst thou on? frō those

destructions they intend,
Rescue my soul, from lions young,
my darling do defend.

18

I wil give thanks to thee, O Lord,

within th'assembly great:
And, where much people gathered are,
thy praises forth wil set.

19

Let not my wrongful enemies

proudly rejoyce ov'r me:
Nor, who me hate without a cause,
let them wink with the eye.

20

For peace they do not speak at all:

but craftie plots prepare
Against all those within the land,
that meek and quiet are.

21

With mouths set wide, they 'gainst me said,

Ha, ha, our eye doth see.

22

Lord, thou hast seen, hold not thy peace:

Lord, be not far from me

23

Stir up thy self; wake, that thou mayst

judgement to me afford:
Ev'n to my cause, O thou that art
my onely God and Lord.

24

O Lord my God, do thou me judge

after thy righteousnes,
And let them not their joy 'gainst me
triumphantly expresse.

25

Nor let thē say within their hearts,

ah, we would have it thus;
Nor suffer them to say, that he—
is swallowed up by us.

26

Sham'd and confounded be they all

that at my hurt are glad:
Let those against me that do boast,
with shame and scorn be clad.

27

Let thē that love my righteous cause

be glad, shout, and not cease
To say, the Lord be magnify'd,
who loves his servants peace.

28

Thy righteousnesse shal also be

declared by my tongue,
The praises that belong to thee,
speak shal it all day long.

PSAL. XXXVI.

[1]

The wicked mans transgression,

within my heart thus sayes,
Undoubtedly the fear of God
is not before his eyes.

2

Because himself she flattereth

in his own blinded eye,
Untill the hatefulnesse be found
of his iniquity.

3

Words frō his mouth proceeding, are

fraud and iniquity:
He to be wise, and to do good,
hath left off utterly.

4

He mischief, lying on his bed,

most cunningly doth plot,
He sets himself in wayes not good;
ill he abhorreth not.

5

Thy mercy, Lord, is in the heaven;

thy truth doth reach the clouds.

6

Thy justice is like mountains great;

thy judgements deep as flouds;
Lord thou preservest man and beast.

7

How precious is thy grace!

Therefore, in shadow of thy wings,
mens sons their trust shal place.

8

They, with the fatnesse of thy house,

shall be wel satisfi'd:
From rivers of thy pleasures, thou
wilt drink to them provide.

9

Because of life the fountain pure

remains alone with thee:
And in that purest light of thine,
we clearly light shal see.

10

Thy loving kindnesse unto them

continue that thee know;
And still on men upright in heart,
thy righteousnes bestow.

11

Let not the foot of cruel pride

come, and against me stand:
And let me not removed be,
Lord, by the wickeds hand.

12

There fall'n are they, and ruined,

that work iniquities:
Cast down they are, and never shal
be able to arise.

PSAL. XXXVII.

[1]

For evil doers fret thou not

thy self, unquietly,
Nor do thou envy bear to those
that work iniquity.

2

For, even like unto the grasse,

soon be cut down shal they,
And, like the green and tender herb,
they wither shal away.

3

Set thou thy trust upon the Lord,

and be thou doing good.
And so thou in the land shalt dwel,
and verily have food.

4

Delight thy self in God, hee'l give

thine hearts desire to thee.

5

Thy way to God commit, him trust,



it bring to passe shall he.

6

And, like unto the light, he shal

thy righteousnesse display,
And hethy judgement shal bring forth
like noon-tide of the day.

7

Rest in the Lord, and patiently

wait for him: do not fret
For him, who prospering in his way,
successe in sin doth get.

8

Do thou from anger cease, and wrath

see thou forsake also:
Fret not thy self in any wise,
that evil thou should do.

9

For, those that evil doers are,

shal be cut off and fal:
But those that wait upon the Lord,
the earth inherit shal.

10

For, yet a little while, and then

the wicked shal not be:
His place thou shalt consider wel,
but it thou shalt not see.

11

But, by inheritance, the earth

the meek ones shal possesse:
They also shal delight themselves
in an abundant peace.

12

The wicked plots against the just,

and at him whets his teeth.

13

The Lord shal laugh at him, because

his day he coming seeth.

14

The wicked have drawn out the sword,

and bent their bow, to slay
The poor and needy, and to kil
men of an upright way.

15

But their own sword, which they have drawn,

shal enter their own heart,
Their bows, wch they have bent, shall break,
and into pieces part.

16

A little that a just man hath,

is more, and better far
Then is the wealth of many such
as lewd and wicked are.

17

For sinners arms shal broken be:

but God the just sustains.

18

God knows the just mans dayes, &

their heritage remains.

19

They shal not be asham'd, whē they stil

the evil time do see:
And when the dayes of famine are,
they satisfi'd shal be.

20

But wicked men, and foes of God,

as fat of lambs decay,
They shal consume; yea, into smoke
they shal consume away.

21

The wicked borrows, but the same

again he doth not pay:
Whereas the righteous mercy shows,
and gives his own away.

22

For such as blessed be of him,

the earth inherit shal;
And, they that cursed are of him,
shal be destroyed all.

23

A good mans footsteps by the Lord

are ordered aright:
And, in the way wherein he walks,
he greatly doth delight.

24

Although he fal, yet shal he not

be cast down utterly:
Because the Lord with his own hand
upholds him mightily.

25

I have been young & now am old:

yet have I never seen
The just man left, nor that his seed
for bread have beggers been.

26

He's ever merciful, and lends:

his seed is blest therefore.

27

Depart from evil, and do good:

and dwel for evermore.

28

For God loves judgement, and his saints

leaves not in any case,
They are kept ever: but cut off
shal be the sinners race.

29

The just inherit shall the land,

and ever in it dwel.

30

The just mans mouth doth wisdom speak:

his tongue doth judgement tel.

31

In's heart the Law is of his God,

his steps slide not away.

32

The wicked man doth watch the just,

and seeketh him to slay.

33

Yet him the Lord, wil not forsake,

nor leave him in his hands,
The righteous wil he not condemn,
when he in judgement stands.

34

Wait on the Lord, and keep his way,

and thee exalt shal he,
Th'earth to inherit: when cut off
the wicked thou shalt see.

35

I saw the wicked great in pow'r:

spread like a green bay-tree.

36

He past, yea, was not: him I sought,

but found he could not be.

37

Mark thou the perfect, and behold

the man of uprightnesse:
Because that surely of this man
the latter end is peace.

38

But those men that transgressors are

shal be destroy'd together,
The latter end of wicked men
shal be cut off for ever.

39

But the salvation of the just

is from the Lord above,
He, in the time of their distresse,
their stay & strength doth prove:

40

The Lord shal help, & them deliver

He shal them free and save
From wicked men, because in him
their confidence they have.

PSAL. XXXVIII.

[1]

In thy great indignation,

O Lord, rebuke me not:
Nor on me lay thy chastning hand,
in thy displeasure hot.

2

For in me fast thine arrows stick,

thine hand doth presse me sore.

3

And in my flesh there is no health

nor soundnesse any more.
This grief I have, because thy wrath
is forth against me gone:
And in my bones there is no rest,
for sin that I have done.

4

Because, gone up above mine head

my great transgressions be:
And, as a weightie burden, they
too heavy are for me.

5

My wounds do stink, and are corrupt:

my folly makes it so:

6

I troubled am, & much bow'd down;

all day I mourning go.

7

For a disease that loathsome is,

so fills my loins with pain,
That in my weak and wearie flesh
no soundnesse doth remain.

8

So feeble and infirm am I,

and broken am so sore;
That through disquiet of my heart,
I have been made to roare.

9

O Lord, all that I do desire,

is stil before thine eye:
And of my heart the secret groans
not hidden are from thee.

10

My heart doth pant uncessantly,

my strength doth quite decay:
As for mine eyes, their wonted sight
is from me gone away.

11

My lovers and my friends do stand

at distance from my sore:
And those do stand aloof, that were
kinsmen, and kind before.

12

Yea, they that seek my life, lay snares:

who seek to do me wrong
Speak things mischievous, & deceits
imagine all day long.

13

But, as one deaf, that heareth not,

I suffered all to passe:
I as a dumb man did become,
whose mouth not op'ned was.

14

As one that hears not, in whose mouth

are no reproofs at all.

15

For, Lord, I hope in thee, my God,

thou'lt hear me when I call

16

For I said hear me lest they should

rejoyce ov'r me, with pride:
And ov'r me magnifie themselves,
when as my foot doth slide.

17

For, I am near to halt, my grief

is stil before mine eye.

18

For I'le declare my sin; and grieve



for mine iniquity.

19

But yet mine enemies lively are,

and strong are they beside:
And, they that hate me wrongfully,
are greatly multipli'de

20

And, they for good that render ill,

as enemies me withstood:
Yea, ev'n for this, because that I
do follow what is good.

21

Forsake me not, O Lord: my God,

far from me never be.

22

O Lord, thou my salvation art,

haste to give help to me.

PSAL. XXXIX.

[1]

I said, I wil look to my wayes,

lest with my tongue I sin:
In sight of wicked men my mouth
with bridle I'le keep in.

2

With silence, I as dumb became,

I did my self restrain
From speaking good, but thē the more
increased was my pain.

3

My heart within me waxed hot,

and while I musing was,
The fire did burn & from my tongue
these words I did let passe.

4

Mine end, and measure of my daies,

O Lord, unto me show
What is the same: that I thereby,
my frailtie well may know.

5

Lo, thou my dayes an hand-breadth mad'st,

mine age is in thine eye
As nothing: sure each man at best
is wholly vanity.

6

Sure, each man walks in a vain show:

they vex themselves in vain:
He heaps up wealth, and doth not know
to whom it shall pertain.

7

And now, O Lord, what wait I for?

my hope is fix'd on thee.

8

Free me from all my trespasses,

the fools scorn make not me.

9

Dumb was I, opening not my mouth,

because this work was thine.

10

Thy stroke take from me: by the blow

of thine hand, I do pine.

11

When with rebukes thou dost correct

man, for iniquity,
Thou wastes his beauty like a moth:
sure each man's vanity.

12

Attend my cry, Lord, at my tears,

and prayr's not silent be.
I sojourn as my fathers all,
and stranger am with thee.

13

O spare thou me, that I my strength

recover may again,
Before from hence I do depart,
and here no more remain.

PSAL. XL.

[1]

I waited for the Lord my God,

and patiently did bear:
At length to me he did incline
my voice and cry to hear.

2

He took me from a fearfull pit,

and from the myrie clay,
And on a rock he set my feet,
establishing my way.

3

He put a new song in my mouth,

out God to magnify:
Many shal see it, and shal fear,
and on the Lord rely.

4

O blessed is the man whose trust

upon the Lord relies:
Respecting not the proud, nor such
as turn aside to lies.

5

O Lord my God, ful many are

the wonders thou hast done;
Thy gracious thoughts, to us-ward, far
above all thoughts, are gone:
In order none can reckon them
to thee: if them declare,
And speak of them I would, they moe
then can be numbred are.

6

No sacrifice, nor offering

didst thou at all desire,
Mine ears thou bor'd: sin offring thou,
and burnt, didst not require,

7

Then to the Lord, these were my words,

I come, behold and see:
Within the volume of thy Book,
it written is of me:

8

To do thy wil I take delight,

O thou my God that art:
Yea, that most holy Law of thine,
I have within my heart.

9

Within the congregat on great

I righteousnesse did preach:
Lo, thou dost know, O Lord, that I
refrained not my speech.

10

I never did within my heart

conceal thy righteousnesse:
I thy salvation have declar'd,
and shown thy faithfulnesse:
Thy kindnesse, which most loving is,
concealed have not I,
Nor from the congregation great
have hid thy verity.

11

Thy tender mercies, Lord, from me

O do thou not restrain:
Thy loving kindnesse, and thy truth,
let them me stil maintain.

12

For ills, past reck'ning, compasse me.

and mine iniquities
Such hold upon me taken have,
I cannot lift mine eyes:
They more then hairs are on mine head,
thence is my heart dismaid.

13

Be pleased, Lord, to rescue me:

Lord, hasten to mine aid.

14

Sham'd and confounded be they all

that seek my soul to kil:
Yea, let them backward driven be,
and sham'd that wish me ill.

15

For a reward of this their shame,

confounded let them be,
That in this manner scoffing say,
Aha, ahah, to me.

16

In thee let all be glad, and joy,

who seeking thee abide:
Who thy salvation love, say still,
the Lord be magnifi'd.

17

I'm poor and needy, yet the Lord

of me a care doth take:
Thou art my help and Saviour,
my God, no tarrying make.

PSAL. XLI.

[1]

Blessed is he that wisely doth

the poor mans case consider;
For, when the time of trouble is,
the Lord will him deliver.

2

God wil him keep; yea, save alive,

on earth he blest shall live:
And to his enemies desire,
thou wi't him not up-give.

3

God will give strength, when he on bed

of languishing doth mourn:
And in his sicknesse sore, O Lord,
thou all his bed wil turn.

4

I said, O Lord, do thou extend

thy mercie unto me;
O do thou heal my soul, for why,
I have offended thee.

5

Those that to me are enemies,

of me do evil say:
When shall he die, that so his name
may perish quite away?

6

To see if he comes, he speaks

vain words; but then his heart
Heaps mischief to it, which he tels,
when forth he doth depart.

7

My haters, joyntly whispering,

'gainst me my hurt devise.

8

Mischief, say they, cleaves fast to him:

he lieth, and shal not rise.

9

Yea, ev'n mine own familier friend,

on whom I did rely,
Who ate my bread, ev'n he his heel
against me lifted hie.

10

But, Lord, be merciful to me,

and up again me raise,
That I may justly them requite
according to their wayes.

11

By this I know, that certainly

I favoured am by thee:
Because my hatefull enemy
triumphs not over me.

12

But as for me, thou me upholdest

in mine integrity:
And, me before tht countenance
thou setst continually.

13

The Lord, they God of Israel,

be blest for ever then,
From age to age eternally.


Amen, yea, and amen.

PSAL. XLII.

[1]

Like as the hart for water-brooks

in thirst doth pant and bray;
So pants my longing soul, O God,
that come to thee I may.

2

My soul for God, the living God,

doth thirst, when shall I near
Unto thy countenance approach,
and in Gods sight appear?

3

My tears have unto me been meat,

both in the night and day,
While unto me continually,
Where is thy God, they say?

4

My soul is poured out in me,

when this I think upon;
Because that with the multitude
I heretofore had gone:
With them into Gods house I went,
with voice of joy and praise,
Yea, with the multitude, that kept
the solemn holy dayes.

5

O why art thou cast down my soul,

why in me so dismaid?
Trust God, for I shall praise him yet,
his countenance is mine aid.

6

My God, my soul's cast down in me:

thee therefore minde I wil
From Jordans land, the Hermonites,
and ev'n from Mizar hil.

7

At the noise of thy water spouts,

deep unto deep doth call.
Thy breaking waves passe over me,
yea, and thy billows all.

8

His loving kindnesse yet the Lord

command wil in the day,
His song's with me by night to God,
by whom I live, I'le pray

9

And I wil say to God, my rock,

why me forgets thou so?
Why for my foes oppression,
thus mourning do I go?

10

It's as a sword within my bones,

when my foes me upbraid:
Ev'n when by them, Where is thy God,
it's daily to me said?

11

O why art thou cast down, my soul?

why, thus with grief opprest?
Art thou disquieted in me?
in God stil hope and rest;
For yet I know I shal him praise,
who graciously to me
The health is of my countenance,
yea, mine own God is he.

PSAL. XLIII.

[1]

Judge me, O God, & plead my cause

against th'ungodly nation;
From the unjust and craftie man,
O be thou my salvation.

2

For, thou the God art of my strength,

why thrusts thou me thee fro?
For th'enemies oppression,
why do I mourning go?

3

O send thy light forth, & thy truth

let them be guides to me,
And bring me to thine holy Hill,
ev'n where thy dwellings be.

4

Then will I to Gods altar go,

to God my chiefest joy:
Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise
my harp I will employ.

5

Why art thou then cast down my soul?

what should discourage thee?
And why, with vexing thoughts, art thou
disquieted in me?
Still trust in God, for him to praise
good cause I yet shall have;
He of my countenance is the health,
my God that doth me save.

PSAL. XLIV.

[1]

O God, we with our ears have heard,

our fathers have us told,
What works thou in their dayes hadst done,
ev'n in the dayes of old.

2

Thy hand did drive the Heathen out,

and plant them in their place;
Thou didst afflict the nations,
but them thou didst encrease.

3

For neither got their sword the land

nor did their arm them save:
But thy right hand, arm, countenance;
for, thou them favour gave.

4

Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord

deliverances command

5

Through thee, we shall push down our foes

that do against us stand:
We through thy Name, shall tread down those
that risen against us have.

6

For in my bow I shal not trust,

nor shall my sword me save.

7

But, from our foes thou hast us sav'd

our haters put to shame.

8

In God we all the day do boast,

and ever praise thy Name.

9

But now we are cast off by thee,

and us thou purst to shame;
And, when our armies do go forth,
thou go'st not with the same.

10

Thou mak'st us from the enemie,

faint-hearted, to turn back:
And they, who hate us, for themselves
our spoils away do take.

11

Like sheep for meat thou gavest us:

'mong Heathen cast we be.

12

Thou didst for nought thy people sell,

their price enrich'd not thee.

13

Thou mak'st us a reproach to be

unto our neighbours near;
Derision, and a scorn to them
that round about us are.

14

A by-word also thou dost us

among the Heathen make:
The people, in contempt and spite,
at us their heads do shake.

15

Before me my confusion

continually abides;
And, of my bashfull countenance,
the shame me ever hides.

16

For voice of him that doth reproach,

and speaketh blasphemie:
By reason of th'avenging foe,
and cruell enemie.

17

All this is come on us; yet we.

have not forgotten thee,
Nor falsely in thy Covenant
behav'd our selves have we.

18

Back from thy way our heart not turn'd:

our steps no straying made:

19

Though us thou breakst in dragons place,

& coverest with deaths shade

20

If we Gods Name forgot, or streacht:

to a strange god our hands:

21

Shal not God search this out? for he

hearts secrets understands.

22

Yea, for thy sake, we're kill'd all day

counted as slaughter sheep.

23

Rise, Lord, cast us not ever off,

awake, why dost thou sleep

24

O wherefore hidest thou thy face?

forgetst our case distrest,

25

And our oppression? For our soul

is to the dust down prest;
Our belly also on the earth,
fast cleaving, hold doth take.

26

Rise for our help, and us redeem,

ev'n for thy mercies sake,

PSAL. XLV.

[1]

My heart brings forth a good lything:

my works that I endite
Concern the King: my tongue's a pen
of one that swift doth write.

2

Thou fairer art then sons of men:

into thy lips is store
Of grace infus'd: God therefore thee
hath blest for evermore.

3

O thou that art the mighty One,

thy sword gird on thy thigh:
Ev'n with thy glory excellent,
and with thy Majestie.

4

For meeknes, truth and righteousnes,

in state ride prospero uslie:
And thy right hand shall thee instruct
in things that fearfull be.

5

Thine arrows sharply pierce the hearts

of th'enemies of the King;
And under thy subjection
the people down do bring.

6

For ever and for ever is,

O God, thy throne of might:


The scepter of thy Kingdom is
a scepter that is right.

7

Thou lovest right, and hatest ill;

for God, thy God most hie
Above thy fellows hath, with th'oyl
of joy, anointed thee.

8

Of aloes, myrrhe, and cassia,

a smel thy garments had;
Out of thy ivorie palaces,
whereby they made thee glad.

9

Among thy women honourable

Kings daughters were at hand:
Upon thy right hand did the queen,
in gold of Ophir stand.

10

O daughter, hearken and regard,

and do thine ear incline;
Likewise forget thy fathers house,
and people that are thine.

11

Then of the King desir'd shal be

thy beautie vehemently;
Because he is thy Lord, do thou
him worship reverently.

12

The daughter there of Tyre shal, be

with gifts and offrings great
Those of the people that are rich
thy favour shal intreat.

13

Behold the daughter of the King

all glorious is within;
And, with embroyderies of gold,
her garments wrought have bin.

14

She shal be brought unto the King,

in robes with needle wrought;
Her fellow-vingins following,
shal unto thee be brought.

15

They shall be brought with gladnesse great,

and mirth on every side,
Into the palace of the King,
and there they shal abide.

16

Instead of those thy fathers dear,

thy children thou mayest take,
And in all places of the earth,
them noble Princes make.

17

Thy Name remembred I wil make

through ages all, to be;
The people therefore evermore
shal praises give to thee.

Another of the same.

[My heart enditing is]

My heart enditing is
good matter in a song:
I speak the things that I have made
which to the King belong:
My tongue shal be as quick
his honour to endite,
As is the pen of any scribe
that useth fast to write.

2

Thou'rt fairest of all men,

grace in thy lips doth flow:
And therefore blessings evermore
on thee doth God bestow.

3

Thy sword gird on thy thigh,

thou that art most of might:
Appear in dreadful Majestie,
and in thy glory bright.

4

For meeknesse, truth and right,

ride prosperously in state:
And thy right hand shal teach to thee
things terrible and great.

5

Thy shafts shal pierce their hearts

that foes are to the King:
Whereby into subjection
the people thou shalt bring.

6

Thy royal seat, O Lord,

for ever shal remain:
The scepter of thy Kingdom doth
all righteousnesse maintain.

7

Thou loves right, and hates ill:

for God, thy God most hie,
Above thy fellows hath with th'cyl
of joy anointed thee.

8

Of mirrhe and spices sweet

a smell thy garments had:
Out of thy ivorie palaces,
whereby they made thee glad.

9

And in thy glorious train,

Kings daughters waiting stand:
And thy fair queen, in Ophit gold,
doth stand at thy right hand.

10

O daughter, take good heed,

incline, and give good ear;
Thou must forget thy kindred all,
and fathers house most dear.

11

Thy beautie to the King,

shall then delightful be:
And, do thou humbly worship him,
because thy Lord is he.

12

The daughter then of Tyre

there with a gift shal be,
And all the wealthy of the land
shall make their sute to thee.

13

The daughter of the King

all glorious is within;
And, with embroyderies of gold,
her garments wrought have bin.

14

She cometh to the King

in robes with needle wrought:
The virgins that do follow her
shal unto thee be brought.

15

They shal be brought with joy,

and mirth on every side,
Into the palace of the King,
and there they shall abide.

16

And, in thy fathers stead,

thy children thou may'st take,
And, in all places of the earth,
them noble Princes make.

17

I will show forth thy name

to generations all:
Therefore thy people evermore
to thee give praises shall.

PSAL. XLVI.

[1]

God is our refuge, and our strength

in straits a present aid.

2

Therfore, although the earth remove

we will not be afraid,
Though hills amidst the Sea be cast,

3

Though waters roaring make,

And troubled be; yea, though the hills
by swelling seas do shake.

4

A river is, whose streams do glad

the City of our God:
The holy place wherein the Lord
most high hath his abode.

5

God in the midst of her doth dwel:

nothing shall her remove:
The Lord to her an helper wil,
and that right early prove.

6

The Heathen rag'd tumultuously,

the Kingdoms moved were:
The Lord God uttered his voyce,
the earth did melt for fear.

7

The Lord of hosts upon our side

doth constantly remain:
The God of Jacob's our refuge,
us safely to maintain.

8

Come, & behold what wondrous works

have by the Lord been wrought:
Come, see what desolations
he on the earth hath brought.

9

Unto the ends of all the earth

wars into peace he turns;
The bow he breaks, the spear he cuts,
in fire the chariot burns.

10

Be still, and know that I am God;

among the Heathen I
Will be exalted, I on earth
will be exalted, hie.

11

Our God, who is the Lord of hosts,

is still upon our side;
The God of Jacob our refuge
for ever will abide.

PSAL. XLVII.

[1]

All people clap your hands, to God

with voice of triumph shout.

2

For dreadful is the Lord most high,

great King, the earth throughout.

3

The heathen people under us

he surely shall subdue:
And he shal make the Nations
under our feet to bow.

4

The lot of our inheritance

choose out for us shall he,
Of Jacob whom he loved well,
ev'n the excellencie.

5

God is with shouts gone up, the Lord

with trumpets sounding hie;

6

Sing praise to God, sing praise, sing praise

praise to our King sing ye.

7

For, God is King of all the earth,



with knowledge praise expresse.

8

God rules the nations, God sits on

his throne of holinesse.

9

The princes of the people are

assembled willinglie,
Ev'n of the God of Abraham
they who the people be.
For why, the shields that do defend
the earth, are only his:
They to the Lord belong, yea He
exalted greatly is.

PSAL. XLVIII.

[1]

Great is the Lord, and greatly He

is to be praised still,
Within the City of our God,
upon his holy hil.

2

Mount Sion stands most beautifull,

the joy of all the land;
The City of the mighty King
on her north side doth stand.

3

The Lord, within her palaces,

is for a refuge known:

4

For lo, the Kings that gatherd were

together by have gone.

5

But, when they did behold the same

they wondring, would not stay;
But, being troubled at the sight,
they thence did hast away.

6

Great terrour there took hold on them,

they were possess'd with fear,
Their grief came like a womans pain
when she a childe doth bear.

7

Thou Tarshish ships wth eastwind breaks

8

As we have heard it told;

So in the City of the Lord
our eyes did it behold.
In our Gods City, which his hand
for ever stablish will.

9

We, of thy loving kindnesse thought,

Lord, in thy Temple still.

10

O Lord, according to thy Name,

through all the earth's thy praise
And thy right hand, O Lord, is full
of righteousnesse alwayes.

11

Because thy judgements are made known

let Sion mount rejoyce;
Of Judah let the daughters all
send forth a chearfull voice.

12

Walk about Sion, and go round,

the high towres thereof tell:

13

Consider ye her palaces,

and mark her bulwarks well,
That ye may tel posteritie.

14

For this God doth abide

Our God for evermore, he will
ev'n unto death us guide.

PSAL. XLIX.

[1]

Hear this all people, and give ear

all in the world that dwel,

2

Both low and high, both rich & poor

3

My mouth shal wisdom tel.

My heart shal knowledge meditate,

4

I will incline mine ear

To parables, and on the harp
my sayings dark declare.

5

A midst those dayes, that evill be,

why should I, fearing, doubt?
When of my heels th'iniquitie
shall compasse me about.

6

Who e're they be that in their wealth

their confidence do pitch,
And boast themselves; because they are
become exceeding rich.

7

Yet none of these his brother can

redeem by any way,
Nor can he unto God, for him
sufficient ransome pay;

8

(Their souls redemption precious is,

and it can never be)

9

That still he should for ever live,

and not corruption see.

10

For why? he seeth that wise men die,

and brutish fools also
Do perish, & their wealth, when dead,
to others they let go.

11

Their inward thought is, that their house

and dwelling places shal
Stand through all ages; they their lands
by their own names do call.

12

But yet in honour shal not man

abide continually;
But passing hence may be compar'd
unto the beasts that dy.

13

Thus, brutish folly plainly is

their wisedome, and their way;
Yet, their posterity approve
what they do fondly say.

14

Like sheep, they in the grave are laid,

and death shal them devour;
And, in the morning, upright men
shall over them have pow'r:
Their beautie, frō their dwelling, shal
consume within the grave.

15

But, from hells hand God will mee free,

for he shall me receive.

16

Be thou not then afraid, when one

enriched thou dost see,
Nor when the glory of his house
advanced is on hie.

17

For, he shal carry nothing hence,

when death his dayes doth end;
Nor shal his glory after him
into the grave descend.

18

Although he his own soul did bless

whilst he on earth did live,
(And when thou to thy self dost well,
men will thee prayses give)

19

He to his fathers race shal go,

they never shal see light.

20

Man honour'd, wanting knowledge, is

like beasts that perish quite.

PSAL. L.

[1]

The mighty God, the Lord

hath spoken, and did call
The earth, from rising of the sun,
to where he hath his fall.

2

From out of Sion hill,

which, of excellency
And beautie the perfection is,
God shined gloriously.

3

Our God shal surely come,

keep silence shal not He;
Before him fire shal wast, great storms
shall round about him be.

4

Unto the heavens clear,

He from above shal call,
And to the earth likewise, that he
may judge his people all.

5

Together let my saints

unto me gathered be,
Those that by sacrifice have made
a covenant with me.

6

And then the heavens shall

his righteousnesse declare:
Because the Lord himself is he,
by whom men judged are.

7

My people Israel hear,

speak wil I from on hie,
Against thee I will testifie,
God, ev'n thy God am I,

8

I, for thy sacrifice,

no blame wi on thee lay,
Nor for burnt offrings, which to me
thou offredst every day.

9

I'le take no calf, nor goats,

from house or fold of thine:

10

For, beasts of forrests, cattell all

on thousand hils are mine.

11

The fowls on mountains high,

are all to me well known,
Wilde beasts, which in the fields do ly
ev'n they are all mine own.

12

Then, if I hungry were,

I would not tell it thee;
Because the world, and fulnesse all
thereof belongs to me.

13

Will I eat flesh of Buls?

or goats bloud drink will I?

14

Thanks offer thou to God, and pay

thy vows to the most hie;

15

And call upon me, when

in trouble thou shalt be,
I will deliver thee, and thou
my Name shalt glorifie,

16

But to the wicked man

God saith, my laws and truth
Shouldst thou declare? how darst thou tak
my covenant in thy mouth?

17

Sith thou instruction hates,



which should thy wayes direct.
And, fith my words behinde thy back
thou casts, and dost reject.

18

When thou a thief didst see,

with him thou didst consent;
And with the vile adulterers
partaker on thou went.

19

Thou giv'st thy mouth to ill,

thy tongue deceit doth frame;

20

Thō sits, & 'gainst thy brother speakst

thy mothers son does shame.

21

Because I silence kept,

while thou these things hast wrought;
That I was altogether like
thy self, hath been thy thought:
Yet I will thee reprove,
and set before thine eyes
In order ranked thy misdeeds,
and thine iniquities.

22

Now, ye that God forget,

this carefully consider;
Lest I in pieces tear you all,
and none can you deliver.

23

Who so doth offer praise,

me glorifies, and I
Will shew him Gods salvation,
that orders right his way.

Another of the same.

[The mighty God the Lord hath spoke]

The mighty God the Lord hath spoke
and call'd the earth upon,
Ev'n from the rising of the sun,
unto his going down.

2

From out of Sion, his own hill,

where the perfection hie
Of beauty is, from thence the Lord
hath shined gloriously.

3

Our God shal come, & shal no more

be silent, but speak out.
Before him fire shal wast, great storms
shall compasse him about.

4

He, to the heavens from above,

and to the earth below
Shall call, that He his judgement may
before his people show.

5

Let all my saints together be

unto me gathered,
Those, that by sacrifice, with me
a covenant have made

6

And then the heavens shal declare

His righteousnesse abroad:
Because the Lord himself doth come,
none else is judge but God.

7

Hear, O my people, and I'le speak:

O Israel by name,
Against thee I wil testifie,
God, ev'n thy God I am.

8

I, for thy sacrifices few,

reprove thee never wil;
Nor for burnt-offrings to have been
before me offred still.

9

I'le take no bullock, nor hee-goats

from house, nor folds of thine:

10

For, beasts of forrests, cartel all

on thousand hils, are mine.

11

The fowls are all to me wel known

that mountains high do yeeld;
And I do challenge as mine own,
the wilde beasts of the field.

12

If I were hungry, I would not

to thee for need complain;
For earth, and all its fulnesse, doth
to me of right pertain.

13

That I, to eat the flesh of buls

take pleasure, dost thou think?
Or, that I need to quench my thirst,
the bloud of goats to drink?

14

Nay, rather unto me, thy God,

thanksgiving offer thou,
To the most high perform thy word,
and fully pay thy vow.

15

And, in the day of trouble great,

see that thou call on me;
I will deliver thee, and thou
my Name shalt glorifie,

16

But, God unto the wicked saith,

why should thou mention make
Of my commands? how dar'st thou in
thy mouth my covenant take?

17

Sith it is so, that thou dost hate

all good instruction;
And sith thou casts behinde thy back,
and slights my words eachone.

18

Whē thou a thief didst see, then straight

thou joyn'd with him in sin;
And, with the vile adulterers,
thou hast partaker bin.

19

Thy mouth to evill thou dost give,

thy tongue deceit doth frame,

20

Thou first, & 'gainst thy brother speak'st

thy mothers son to shame.

21

These things thou wickedly hast done,

and I have silent bin;
Thou thought that I was like thy self,
and did approve thy sin:
But I will sharply thee reprove,
and I will order right,
Thy sins and thy transgressions
in presence of thy sight.

22

Consider this, and be afraid,

ye that forget the Lord,
Lest I in pieces tear you all,
when none can help afford.

23

Who offereth praise me glorifies:

I wil shew Gods salvation
To him that ordereth aright
his life, and conversation.

PSAL. LI.

[1]

After thy loving kindnesse, Lord,

have mercy upon me:
For thy compassions great, blot out
all mine iniquitie.

2

Me cleanse from sin, and throughly wash

from mine iniquitie.

3

For, my transgressions I confesse,

my sin I ever see.

4

'Gainst thee, thee only, have I finn'd,

in thy sight done this ill,
That, whē thou speaks thō may be just
and clear in judging still.

5

Behold, I in iniquity

was form'd the womb within;
My mother also me conceiv'd
in guiltinesse and sin.

6

Behold, thou, in the inward parts,

with truth delighted art;
And wisdome thou shalt make me know
within the hidden part.

7

Do thou with hyssop sprinkle me,

I shal be cleansed so;
Yea, wash thou me, and then I shal
be whiter then the snow.

8

Of gladnesse, and of joyfulnesse

make me to heare the voice;
That so, these very bones, which thou
hast broken, may rejoyce

9

All mine iniquities blot out,

thy face hide from my sin.

10

Create a clean heart: Lord, renew

a right sp'rit me within.

11

Cast me not from thy sight, nor take

thy holy sp'rit away:

12

Restore me thy salvations joy;

with thy free sp'rit me stay.

13

Then will I teach thy wayes unto

those that transgressours be;
And those that sinners are, shall then
be turned unto thee.

14

O God, of my salvation God,

me from blood-guiltinesse
Set free: then shal my tongue aloud
sing of thy righteousnesse.

15

My closed lips, O Lord, by thee

let them be opened;
Then shall thy praises by my mouth
abroad be published.

16

For thou desir'st not sacrifice,

else would I give it thee;
Nor wilt thou with burnt-offering
at all delighted be.

17

A broken spirit is to God

a pleasing sacrifice,
A broken, and a contrite heart,
Lord, thou wilt not dispise.

18

Shew kindnesse & do good, O Lord,

to Sion thine own hill;
The wals of thy Jerusalem
build up, of thy good wil.

19

The righteous offerings shal thee please



and offerings burnt, which they,
With whole burnt-offrings & wth calves
shall on thine altar lay.

PSAL. LII.

[1]

Why dost thou boast, O mighty man

of mischief and of ill?
The goodnesse of Almighty God
endureth ever stil.

2

Thy tongue mischievous calumnies

deviseth subtilly,
Like to a razor, sharp to cut,
working deceitfully.

3

Ill more then good, and more then truth,

thou lovest to speak wrong:

4

Thou lovest all devouring words,

O thou deceitfull tongue.

5

So God shall thee destroy for ay,

remove thee, pluck the out
Quite from thy house, out of the land
of life he shal thee root.

6

The righteous shal it see, and fear,

and laugh at him they shal:

7

Lo, this the man is, that did not

make GOD his strength at all:
But he, in his abundant wealth,
his confidence did place;
And he took strength unto himself
from his own wickednesse.

8

But I am in the house of God

like to an olive green:
My confidence for ever hath
upon Gods mercy been.

9

And I for ever wil thee praise,

because thou hast done this:
I on thy Name wil wait, for good
before thy saints it is.

PSAL. LIII.

[1]

That there is not a God, the fool

doth in his heart conclude:
They are corrupt, their works are vile,
not one of them doth good.

2

The Lord upon the sons of men

from heav'n did cast his eyes,
To see if any one there was
that sought God, and was wise.

3

They altogether filthy are,

they all are backward gone;
And there is none that doeth good
no not so much as one.

4

These workers of iniquity.

do they not know at all,
That they my people eat as bread
and on God do not cal.

5

Ev'n there they were afraid, & stood

with trembling all dismaid,
Whereas there was no cause at all,
why they should be afraid.
For God his bones that thee besieg'd
hath scattered all abroad,
Thou hast confounded them, for they
dispised are of God.

6

Let Israels help from Sion come.

When back the Lord shal bring
His captives, Jacob shal rejoyce,
and Israel shal sing.

PSAL. LIV.

[1]

Save me, O God, by thy great Name

and judge me by thy strength:

2

My prayer hear, O God; give ear

unto my words at length.

3

For they that strangers are to me

do up against me rise;
Oppressours seek my soul, and God
set not before their eyes.

4

The Lord my God my helper is,

lo therefore I am bold,
He taketh part with every one
that doth my soul uphold.

5

Unto mine enemies he shal

mischief and ill repay.
O for thy truths sake cut them off,
and sweep them clean away.

6

I wil a sacrifice to thee

give with free willingnesse:
Thy Name, O Lord, because it's good
with praise I wil confesse.

7

For he hath me delivered

from all adversities:
And his desire mine eye hath seen
upon mine enemies.

PSAL. LV.

[1]

Lord, hear my pray'r, hide not thy self

from my intreating voice:

2

Attend and heare me, in my plaint

I mourn and make a noise.

3

Because of th'enemies voice, and for

lewd mens oppression great;
On me they cast iniquitie,
and they in wrath me hate.

4

Sore pain'd within me is my heart,

deaths terrours on me fal;

5

On me comes trembling, fear & dread

o'rewhelmed me withal.

6

O that I like a dove had wings,

said I, then would I flee
Far hence, that I might finde a place
where I in rest might be.

7

Lo then far off I wander would,

and in the desert stay:

8

From windy storm and tempest I

would haste to scape away.

9

O Lord, on them destruction bring,

and do their tongues divide:
For in the city violence,
and strife I have espide.

10

They day and night upon the wals

do go about it round:
There mischief is, and sorrow there
in midst of it is found.

11

Abundant wickednesse there is

within her inward part;
And from her streets deceitfulnesse
and guile do not depart.

12

He was no foe that me reproach'd,

then that endure I could,
Nor hater that did 'gainst me boast,
from him me hide I would.

13

But thō man, who mine equal, guide,

and mine acquaintance wast,

14

We join'd sweet counsels, to Gods house

in company we past.

15

Let death upon them seise, & down

let them go quick to hel;
For wickednesse doth much abound
among them where they dwel.

16

I'le cal on God, God wil me save.

17

I'le pray and make a noise

At evening, morning, and at noon;
and he shal hear my voice.

18

He hath my soul delivered,

that it in peace might be,
From battel that against me was,
for many were with me.

19

The Lord shal hear, & them afflict,

of old who hath abode;
Because they never changes have,
therefore they fear not God.

20

'Gainst those that were at peace wth him

he hath put forth his hand:
The covenant that he had made,
by breaking he prophan'd.

21

More smooth thē butter were his words,

while in his heart was war;
His speeches were more soft then oyl,
and yet drawn swords they are.

22

Cast thou thy burden on the Lord,

and he shal thee sustain;
Yea, he shal cause the righteous man
unmoved to remain.

23

But thō, O Lord, my God, those men

in justice shalt o'rethrow,
And in destructions dungeon dark
at last shalt lay them low.
The bloudy and deceitful men
shal not live half their dayes;
But upon thee with confidence
I wil depend alwayes.

PSAL. LVI.

[1]

Shew mercy, Lord, to me: for ma

would swallow me outright:
He me oppresseth, while he doth
against me daily fight.

2

They daily would me swallow up

that hate me spitefully;
For they be many that do fight
against me, O most hie.

3

When I'm afraid, I'le trust in thee:

4

In God I'le praise his word,

I wil not fear what flesh can do,


my trust is in the Lord.

5

Each day they wrest my words, their thoughts

'gainst me are all for ill.

6

They meet, they lurk, they mark my steps

waiting my soul to kil.

7

But shal they by iniquitie

escape thy judgement so?
O God, with indignation, down
do thou the people throw.

8

My wandrings al what they have been

thou know'st, their number took.
Into thy bottle put my tears,
are they not in thy book?

9

My foes shal, when I cry, turn back,

I know't, God is for me.

10

In God his word I'le praise, his word

in God shal praised be.

11

In God I trust, I wil not fear

what man can do to me.

12

Thy vows upon me are, O God:

I'le render praise to thee.

13

Wilt thou not, who frō death me sav'd

my feet from fals keep free,
To walk before God in the light
of those that living be.

PSAL. LVII.

[1]

Be merciful to me, O God,

thy mercy unto me.
Do thou extend, because my soul
doth put her trust in thee.
Yea, in the shadow of thy wings
my refuge I wil place,
Until these sad calamities
do wholly overpasse.

2

My cry I wil cause to ascend

unto the Lord most hie,
To God, who doth al things for me
perform most perfectly.

3

From heav'n he shal send down, and me

from his reproach defend,
That would devour me: God his truth
and mercy forth shal send.

4

My soul among fierce lions is,

I firebrands live among,
Mens sons, whose teeth are spears & darts,
a sharp sword is their tongue.

5

Be thou exalted very high

above the heav'ns, O God;
Let thou thy glory be advanc'd
o're all the earth abroad.

6

My soul's bow'd down for they a net

have laid, my steps to snare;
Into the pit, which they have dig'd
for me, they fallen are.

7

My heart is fixt, my heart is fixt,

O God, I'le sing, and praise.

8

My glory wake, wake psaltery, harp;

my self I'le early raise.

9

I'le praise thee 'mong the people, Lord

'mong nations sing wil I;

10

For great to heav'n thy mercy is,

thy truth is to the sky.

11

O Lord, exalted be thy Name,

above the heav'ns to stand:
Do thou thy glory far advance
above both sea and land.

PSAL LVIII.

[1]

Do ye, O congregation,

indeed speak righteousnesse?
O ye that are the sons of men,
judge ye with uprightnesse?

2

Yea ev'n within your very hearts

ye wickednesse have done;
And yea the violence of your hands
do weigh the earth upon.

3

The wicked men estranged are

ev'n from the very womb;
They speaking lies do stray, as soon
as to the world they come.

4

Unto a serpents poyson like

their poyson doth appear;
Yea, they are like the adder deaf,
that closely stops her ear:

5

That so she may not hear the voice

of one that charm her would.
No not though he most cunning were
and charm most wisely could.

6

Their teeth, O God, within their mouth

break thou in pieces smal;
The great teeth break thō out, O Lord
of these young lions all.

7

Let them like waters melt away,

which downward stil do flow:
In pieces cut his arrows all,
when he shal bend his bow.

8

Like to a snail that melts away,

let each of them be gone:
Like womens birth untimely, that
they never see the sun.

9

He shal them take away, before

your pots the thorns can finde,
Both living, and in fury great,
as with a stormy winde.

10

The righteous whē he vengance sees

he shal be joyful then:
The righteous one shal wash his feet
in bloud of wicked men.

11

So men shal say, the righteous man

reward shal never misse;
And verily upon the earth
a God to judge there is.

PSAL. LIX.

[1]

My God, deliver me from those

that are mine enemies:
And do thou me defend from those
that up against me rise.

2

Do thou deliver me from them

that work iniquity;
And give me safety from the man
of bloudy cruelty.

3

For lo, they for my soul lay wait;

the mighty do combine
Against me, Lord, not for my fault,
nor any sin of mine.

4

They run, and without fault in me

themselves do ready make:
Awake to meet me with thy help,
and do thou notice take.

5

Awake therefore, Lord God of hosts

thou God of Israel,
To visit Heathen al: spare none
that wickedly rebel.

6

At ev'ning they go to and fro;

they make great noise, and sound
Like to a dog, and often walk
about the city round.

7

Behold, they belch out with their mouth,

and in their lips are swords:
For they do say thus, who is he
that now doth hear our words?

8

But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at thē,

and al the Heathen mock.

9

While he's in power I'le wait on thee:

for God is my high rock.

10

He of my mercy that is God,

betimes shal me prevent:
Upon mine enemies God shal let
me see mine hearts content.

11

Them slay not, lest my folk forget;

but scatter, them abroad
By thy strong powr; and bring them down
O thou our shield, and God.

12

For their mouths sin, & for the words

that from their lips do fly,
Let them be taken in their pride,
because they curse and lye,

13

In wrath consume thē, thē consume

that so they may not be:
And that in Jacob God doth rule
to th'earths ends let them see.

14

At evening let thou them return

making great noise, and sound
Like to a dog, and often walk
about the city round.

15

And let them wander up and down

in seeking food, to eat;
And let thē grudg when they shal not
be satisfied with meat.

16

But of thy pow'r I'le sing aloud

at morn thy mercy praise:
For thou to me my refuge wast,
and towr in troublous dayes.

17

O God, that art my strength, I will

sing praises unto thee;
For God is my defence, a God
of mercy unto me.

PSAL. LX.

[1]

O Lord, though hast rejected us,

and scattered us abroad,


Thou justly hast displeased been,
return to us, O God.

2

The earth to tremble thou hast made,

therein didst breaches make:
Do thou thereof the breaches heal,
because the land doth shake.

3

Unto thy people, thou hard things

hast shew'd, and on them sent:
And thou hast caused us to drink
wine of astonishment.

4

And yet a banner thou hast given

to them who thee do fear:
That it by them, because of truth
displayed may appear.

5

That thy beloved people may

delivered be from thrall;
Save with the pow'r of thy right hand
and hear me when I call.

6

God in his holinesse hath spoke,

herein I will take pleasure:
Shechem I will divide, and forth
will succouths valley measure.

7

Gilead I claim as mine, by right,

Manasseh mine shall be,
Ephraim is of mine head the strength,
Judah gives laws for me.

8

Moab's my washing-pot, my shoe

I'le over Edom throw:
And over Palestina's land
I will in triumph go.

9

O who is he will bring me to

the city fortifi'd?
O who is he that to the land
of Edom will me guide?

10

O God, which hadest us cast off,

this thing wilt thou not do?
Ev'n thou, O God, which didest not
forth with our armies go.

11

Help us from trouble: for the help

is vain which man supplies.

12

Through God wee'l do great acts: he shal

tread down our enemies.

PSAL. LXI.

[1]

O God, give ear unto my cry.

unto my pray'r attend.

2

From th'utmost corner of the land

my cry to thee I'le send,
What time my heart is overwhelm'd,
and in perplexity;
Do thou me lead unto the Rock
that higher is then I.

3

For thou hast for my refuge been

a shelter by thy pow'r,
And, for defence against my foes,
thou hast been a strong tow'r

4

Within thy Tabernacle I

for ever will abide:
And under covert of thy wings
with confidence me hide.

5

For thou, the vows that I did make,

O Lord my God didst hear:
Thou hast given me the heritage
of those thy Name that fear.

6

A life prolong'd for many dayes

thou to the King shalt give:
Like many generations be
the years which he shall live.

7

He in Gods presence, his abode

for evermore shal have:
O do thou truth and mercy both
prepare that may him save.

8

And so will I perpetually

sing praise unto thy Name,
That, having made my vows, I may
each day performe the same.

PSAL. LXII.

[1]

My soul with expectation

depends on God indeed;
My strength and my salvation doth
from him alone proceed.

2

He onely my salvation is,

and my strong rock is he;
He onely is my sure defence;
much mov'd I shal not be.

3

How long will ye against a man

plot mischief? ye shal all
Be slain, ye as a tottering fence
shall be, and bowing wall.

4

They onely plot to cast him down

from his excellency;
They joy in lies, with mouth they bless
but they curse inwardly.

5

My soul wait thou with patience

upon thy God alone:
On him dependeth all my hope
and expectation.

6

He onely my salvation is,

and my strong Rock is He;
He onely is my sure defence:
I shal not moved be.

7

In God my glory placed is,

and my salvation sure:
In God the Rock is of my strength,
my refuge most secure.

8

Ye people place your confidence

in him continually;
Before him pour ye out your heart:
God is our refuge hie.

9

Surely mean men are vanitie,

and great men are a lie:
In ballance laid, they wholly are
more light then vanitie.

10

Trust ye not in oppression,

in robbery be not vain:
On wealth set not your hearts, when as
increased is your gain.

11

God hath it spoken once to me,

yes, this I heard a gain,
That power, to Almighty God
alone, doth appertain.

12

Yea mercy also unto thee

belongs, O Lord, alone;
For thou according to his work
rewardest every one.

PSAL. LXIII.

[1]

Lord, thee my God I'le early seek:

my soul doth thirst for thee,
My flesh longs in a dry parcht land,
wherein no waters be.

2

That I thy power may behold,

and brightnesse of thy face,
As I have seen thee heretofore,
within thy holy place.

3

Since better is thy love then life,

my lips thee praise shall give.

4

I in thy Name will lift my hands,

and blesse thee while I live.

5

Ev'n as with marrow and with fat,

my soul shal filled be;
Then shal my mouth, with joyful lips
sing praises unto thee:

6

When I do thee upon my bed

remember with delight,
And when on thee I meditate
in watches of the night.

7

In shadow of thy wings I'le joy,

for thou mine help hast been.

8

My soul thee follows hard; and me

thy right hand doth sustain.

9

Who seek my soul to spil, shal sink

down to earths lowest room:

10

They by thy sword shal be cut off,

and foxes prey become.

11

Yet shal the King in God rejoyce,

and each one glory shal
That swear by him, but stopt shal be
the mouth of liers all.

PSAL LXIV.

[1]

When I to thee my prayer make

Lord, to my voice give ear;
My life save from the enemy
of whom I stand in fear.

2

Me from their secret counsel hide

who do live wickedly;
From insurrection of those men
that work iniquity.

3

Who do their tongs wth malice whet

and make them cut like swords;
In whose bent bows are arrows set,
ev'n sharp and bitter words:

4

That they may at the perfect man

in secret aim their shot;
Yea suddenly they dare at him
to shoot, and fear it not.

5

In ill encourage they themselves;

and their snares close to lay
Together conference they have,
Who shal them see? they say.

6

They have searcht out iniquities,



a perfect search they keep.
Of each of them the inward thought,
and very heart is deep.

7

God shal an arrow shoot at them,

and wound them suddenly.

8

So their own tongue shal them confound

all who them see shal fly.

9

And on all men a fear shal fal;

Gods works they shal declare:
For they shal wisely notice take
what these his doings are.

10

In God the righteous shal rejoyce,

and trust upon his might;
Yea they, shal greatly glory all,
in heart that are upright.

PSAL. LXV.

[1]

Praise waits for thee in Sion; Lord;

to thee vows paid shal be.

2

O thou that hearer art of pray'r,

all flesh shal come to thee.

3

Iniquities, I must confesse,

prevail against me do:
But as for our transgressions,
them purge away shalt thou.

4

Blest is the man whom thō dost choose,

and mak'st approach to thee:
That he within thy courts, O Lord,
may stil a dweller be:
We surely shal be satisfi'd
with thy abundant grace,
And with the goodnes of thy House,
ev'n of thy holy place.

5

O God of our salvation,

thou in thy righteousnesse
By fearful works unto our pray'rs
thine answer dost expresse:
Therefore the ends of all the earth,
and these afar that be
Upon the sea, their confidence,
O Lord, wil place in thee.

6

Who, being girt with pow'r, sets fast

by his great strength, the hils.

7

Who noise of seas, noise of their waves

and peoples tumult stils.

8

Those in the utmost parts that dwel

are at thy signes afraid:
Th'outgoings of the morn and even
by thee are joyful made.

9

The earth thou visit'st watring it

thou mak'st it rich to grow
with Godsful flood; thou corn prepar'st
when thou provid'st it so.

10

Her ridges thou dost water much,

her sorrows settlest;
With showres thou dost her mollifie,
her spring by thee is blest.

11

So thou the year most liberally

dost with thy goodnesse crown;
And al thy paths abundanly
on us drop fatnesse down.

12

They drop upon the pastures wide,

that do in deserts ly:
The little hils on every side
rejoyce right pleasantly.

13

With flocks the pastures cloathed be

the vales with corn are clad;
And now they shout and sing to thee,
for thou hast made them glad.

PSAL. LXVI.

[1]

All lands to God in joyful sounds

aloft your voices raise.

2

Sing forth the honour of his Name,

and glorious make his praise.

3

Say unto God, How terrible

in all thy works art thou?
Through thy great pow'r thy foes to thee
shal be constrain'd to bow.

4

All on the earth shal worship thee,

they shal thy praise proclaime,
In songs: they shall sing cheerfully
unto thy holy Name.

5

Come, & the works that God hath wroght

with admiration see!
In's workings to the sons of men
most terrible is he.

6

Into dry land the sea he turn'd,

and they a passage had.
Ev'n matching through the floud on foot,
there we in him were glad.

7

He ruleth ever by his power,

his eyes the nations see:
O let not the rebellious ones
lift up themselves on hie.

8

Ye people blesse our God; aloud

the voice speak of his praise.

9

Our soul in life who safe preserves,

our foot from sliding stays.

10

For thou didst prove, & try us, Lord

as men do silver try;

11

Broughtst us into the net, & mad'st

bands on our loins to ly

12

Thou hast caus'd men ride o're our heads

and though that we did passe
Through fire & water, yet thou broghtst
us to a wealthy place.

13

I'le bring burnt-offerings to thy house

to thee my vows I'le pay,

14

Which my lips utter'd, my mouth spake

when trouble on me lay.

15

Burnt-sacrifices of fat rams

with incense I wil bring;
Of bullocks and of goats I wil
present an offering.

16

Al that fear God come hear, I'le tel

what he did for my soul.

17

I with my mouth unto him cryd,

my tongue did him extol.

18

If in my heart I sin regard,

the Lord me wil not hear:

19

But surely God me heard, and to

my prayers voice gave ear.

20

O let the Lord, our gracious God,

for ever blessed be,
Who turned not my pray'r from him,
nor yet his grace from me.

PSAL. LXVII.

[1]

Lord, blesse and pity us,

shine on us with thy face:

2

That th'earth thy way & nations all,

may know thy saving grace,

3

Let people praise thee, Lord,

let people all thee praise.

4

O let the nations be glad,

in songs their voices raise:
Thou'lt justly people judge,
on earth rule nations all.

5

Let people praise thee, Lord, let thē

praise thee both great and smal.

6

The earth her fruit shal yeeld,

our God shal blessing send.

7

God shal us blesse, men shal him fear

unto earths utmost end.

Another of the same.

[Lord, unto us be merciful]

Lord, unto us be merciful,
do thou us also blesse:
And graciously cause shine on us
the brightnesse of his face.

2

That so thy way upon the earth

to all men may be known,
Also among the nations all
thy saving health be shown.

3

O let the people praise thee, Lord,

let people all thee praise.

4

O let the nations be glad,

and sing for joy alwayes:
For rightly thou shalt people judge,
and nations rule on earth.

5

Let people praise thee, Lord, let all

the folk praise thee with mirth.

6

Then shal the earth yeeld her increase

God, our God blesse us shal.

7

God shal us blesse, and of the earth

the ends shal fear him all.

PSAL. LXVIII.

[1]

Let God arise, and scattered

let all his enemies be;
And let all those that do him hate
before his presence flee.

2

As smoak is driven, so drive thou them:

as fire melts wax away,
Before Gods face let wicked men
so perish and decay.

3

But let the righteous be glad,

let them before Gods sight
Be very joyful, yea let them
rejoyce with all their might.


4

To God sing, to his Name sing praise,

extol him with your voice,
That rides on heav'n by his Name I AH,
before his face rejoyce.

5

Because the Lord a Father is

unto the fatherlesse:
God is the widows judge, within
his place of holinesse.

6

God doth the solitary set

in families; and from bands
The chain'd doth free, but rebels do
inhabit parched lands.

7

O God, what time thou didst go forth

before thy peoples face;
And when, through the great wildernesse,
thy glorious marching was;

8

Then at Gods presence shook the earth

then drops from heaven fel;
This Sinai shook before the Lord,
the God of Israel.

9

O God, thou to thine heritage

did send a plenteous rain;
Whereby thou, when it weary was,
didst it refresh again.

10

Thy congregation then did make

their habitation there:
Of thine own goodnesse for the poor,
O God, thou didst prepare.

11

The Lord himself did give the word

the word abroad did spread;
Great was the company of them
the same who published.

12

Kings of great armies foiled were,

and forc'd to flee away,
And women who remain'd at home,
did distribute the prey.

13

Though ye have lyen among the pots,

like doves ye shal appear;
Whose wings with silver, & with gold
whose feathers covered are.

14

when there th'almighty scatt'red Kings

like Salmons snow 'twas white.

15

Gods hil is like to Bashan hil,

like Bashan hil for hight.

16

Why do ye leap ye mountains high?

this is the hil where God
Desires to dwel, yea God in it
for ay wil make abode.

17

Gods chariots twenty thousand are,

thousands of Angels strong;
In's holy place God is, as in
mount Sinai, them among.

18

Thou hast, O Lord, most glorious

ascended up on hie,
And in triumph victorious led
captive captivitie:
Thou hast received gifts for men,
for such as did rebell,
Yea, ev'n for them; that God the Lord
in midst of them might dwell.

19

Blest be the Lord, who is to us

of our salvation God,
Who daily with his benefits
us plenteously doth load.

20

He, of salvation is the God,

who is our God most strong;
And, unto God the Lord from death
the issues do belong.

21

But surely, God shal wound the head

of those that are his foes;
The hairy scalp of him that still
on in his trespasse goes.

22

God said, my people I will bring

again from Bashan hill;
Yea, from the seas devouring deeps,
them bring again I will.

23

That in the bloud of enemies

thy foot inbru'd may be;
And, of thy dogs dipt in the same,
the tongues thou mayest see.

24

Thy goings they have seen, O God,

the steps of Majesty
Of my God, and my mighty King,
within the sanctuary.

25

Before went singers, players next

on instruments took way;
And them among the damsels were
that did on timbrels play.

26

Within the congregations

blesse God with one accord;
From Isra'ls fountain do ye blesse
and praise the mighty Lord.

27

With their Prince little Benjamin,

Princes and counsell there
Of Judah were, there Zabulons
and Naphtalies Princes were.

28

Thy God commands thy strength: make strong

what thou wrought'st for us, Lord.

29

For thy house at Jerusalem

Kings shall thee gifts afford.

30

The spear-mens host, the multitude

of bulls which fiercely look,
Those calves which people have forth sent,
O Lord our God rebuke.
Till every one submit himself,
and silver pieces bring:
The people that delight in war
disperse, O God, and King.

31

Those that be Princes great, shal then

come out of Egypt lands,
And Æthiopia to God
shal soon stretch out her hands.

32

O all ye Kingdoms of the earth,

sing praises to this King;
For he is Lord that ruleth all,
unto him praises sing.

33

To him that rides on heav'ns of heav'ns,

wch he of old did found;
Lo, he sends out his voyce, a voice
in might that doth abound.

34

Strength unto God do ye ascribe;

for his excellencie
Is over Israel, his strength
is in the clouds most hie.

35

Thou'rt from thy Temple dreadful Lord;

Isra'ls own God is he
Who gives his people strēgth, & pow'r
O let God blessed be.

PSAL. LXIX.

[1]

Save me, O God, because the flouds

do so environ me,
That ev'n into my very soul
come in the waters be.

2

I downward in deep mire do sink

where standing there is none:
I am into deep waters come,
where flouds have o're me gone.

3

I weary with my crying am,

my throat is also dry'd;
Mine eyes do fail, while for my God
I waiting do abide.

4

Those men that do without a cause

bear hatred unto me
Then are the hairs upon my head,
in number moe they be:
They that would me destroy, and are
mine enemies wrongfully
Are mighty: so, what I took not,
to render forc'd was I.

5

Lord, thou my folly know'st, my sins

not covered are from thee.

6

Let none that wait on thee besham'd

Lord, God of hosts, for mee.
O Lord, the God of Israel,
let none, who search do make
And seek thee, be at any time
confounded for my sake.

7

For I have born reproach for thee,

my face is hid with shame.

8

To brethren strange, to mothers sons

an alien I became.

9

Because the zeal did eat me up

which to thy House I bare;
And the reproaches cast at thee,
upon me fallen are.

10

My tears and fasts t'afflict my soul

were turned to my shame.

11

When sackcloth I did wear, to them

a proverb I became.

12

The men, that in the gate do sit,

against me evill spake;
They also, that vile drunkards were,
of me their song did make.

13

But in an acceptable time

my pray'r, Lord, is to thee:
In truth of thy salvation, Lord,
and mercy great, hear me.


14

Deliver me out of the mire,

from sinking do me keep;
Free me from those that do me hate,
and from the waters deep.

15

Let not the floud on me prevail,

whose water overflows;
Nor deep me swallow, nor the pit
her mouth upon me close.

16

Hear me, O Lord, because thy love

and kindnesse is most good;
Turn unto me, according to
thy mercies multitude.

17

Nor from thy servant hide thy face,

I'm troubled, soon attend.

18

Draw neer my soul, and it redeem,

me from my foes defend.

19

To thee is my reproach wel known,

my shame, and my disgrace:
Those that mine adversaries be,
are all before thy face.

20

Reproach hath broke my heart, I'm ful

of grief; I look'd for one
To pity me, but none I found;
comforters found I none.

21

They also bitter gall did give

unto me for my meat:
They gave me vineger to drink,
when as my thirst was great.

22

Before them let their table prove

a snare; and do thou make
Their welfare and prosperitie
a trap themselves to take.

23

Let thou their eyes so darkned be,

that sight may them forsake;
And let their loins be made by thee
continually to shake.

24

Thy fury pour thou out on them,

and indignation;
And let thy wrathfull anger, Lord,
fast hold take them upon.

25

All waste and desolate let be.

their habitation,
And in their tabernacles all
inhabitants be none.

26

Because him they do persecute,

whom thou didst smite before;
They talk unto the grief of those
whom thou hast wounded sore.

27

Adde thou iniquity unto

their former wickednesse:
And do not let them come at all
into thy righteousnesse.

28

Out of the book of life let them

be raz'd, and blotted quite;
Among the just and righteous
let not their names be writ.

29

But now, become exceeding poor,

and sorrowful am I:
By thy salvation, O my God,
let mee be set on hie.

30

The Name of God, I, with a song

most chearfully wil praise;
And I, in giving thanks to him,
his Name shal highly raise.

31

This to the Lord a sacrifice

more gracious shal prove,
Then bullock, ox, or any beast
that hath both horn and hoof.

32

When this the humble menshal see

it joy to them shal give:
O all ye, that do seek the Lord,
your heart shal ever live.

33

For, God the poor hears, & wil not

his prisoners contemn.

34

Let heav'n, & earth, & seas him praise,

and all that move in them.

35

For God wil Judah's cities build,

and he wil Sion save;
That they may dwel therein, and it
in sure possession have.

36

And they that are his servants seed

inherit shal the same;
So shal they have there dwelling there
that love his blessed Name.

PSAL. LXX.

[1]

Lord, haste me to deliver;

with speed, Lord, succour me.

2

Let them, that for my soul do seek,

sham'd and confounded be:
Turn'd back be they and sham'd,
that in my hurt delight.

3

Turn'd back be they, Ha ha that say

their shaming to require.

4

In thee let all be glad,

and joy that seek for thee:
Let them, who thy salvation love,
say stil, God praised be.

5

I poor and needy am,

come, Lord, and make no stay:
My help thou and deliverer art,
O Lord, make no delay.

Another of the same.

[Make haste, O God, me to preserve]

Make haste, O God, me to preserve
with speed, Lord, succour me.

2

Let them that for my soul do seek

sham'd and confounded be:
Let them be turned back and sham'd,
that in my hurt delight.

3

Turn'd back be they, Ha ha that say,

their shaming to requite.

4

O Lord, in thee let all be glad,

and joy that seek for thee:
Let them, who thy salvation love,
say stil, God praised be.

5

But I both poor and needy am:

come, Lord, and make no stay:
My help thou and deliverer art,
O Lord, make no delay.

PSAL. LXXI.

[1]

O Lord, my hope and confidence

is plac'd in thee alone
Then let thy servant never be:
put to confusion.

2

And let me, in thy righteousnesse,

from thee deliv'rance have;
Cause me escape, incline thine ear
unto me, and me save.

3

Be thou my dwelling rock, to which

I ever may resort:
Thou gav'st commandment me to save
for thou'rt my rock and sort.

4

Free me, my God, from wicked hands

hands cruel and unjust.

5

For thou, O Lord God, art my hope,

and, from my youth, my trust.

6

Thou from the womb didst hold me up:

thou art the same that me
Out of my mothers bowels took,
I ever wil praise thee,

7

To many I'a wonder am;

but thou'rt my refuge strong.

8

Fll'd let my mouth be with thy praise

and honour, all day long.

9

O do not cast me off, when as

old age doth overtake me;
And, when my strength decayed is,
then do not thou forsake me.

10

For those that are mine enemies,

against me speak with hate:
And, they together counsel take
that for my soul lay wait.

11

They said, God leavs him; him pursue

and take; none wil him save.

12

Be thou not far from me, my God:

thy speedy help I crave.

13

Confound, consume them, that unto

my soul are enemies:
Cloath'd be they with reproach and shame
that do my hurt devise.

14

But I with expectation

wil hope continually;
And yet with praises more and more
I wil thee magnify.

15

Thy justice and salvation

my mouth abroad shal show,
Ev'n all the day, for I thereof
the numbers do not know.

16

And I wil constantly go on

in strength of God, the Lord:
And thine own righteousnesse, ev'n thine
alone, I wil record.

17

For, even from my youth, O God,

by Thee I have been taught;
And hitherto I have declar'd
the wonders Thou hast wrought.

18

And now, Lord, leave me not, when

old and gray-headed grow;


Till to this age thy strength & pow'r
to all to come I show.

19

And thy most perfect righteousnes,

O Lord, is very high,
Who hast so great things done: O God
who is like unto thee?

20

Thou Lord, who great adversities,

and sore to me didst show,
Shalt quicken, and bring me again
from depths of earth below.

21

My greatnes, & my pow'r thou wilt

increase and far extend:
On every side, against all grief,
thou wilt me comfort send.

22

Thee, ev'n thy truth I'le also praise

my God, with psalterie:
Thou holy one of Israel,
with harp I'le sing to thee.

23

My lips shal much rejoyce in thee,

when I thy praises sound:
My soul, which thou redeemed hast,
in joy shal much abound.

24

My tongue thy justice shal proclaim

continuing all day long;
For they confounded are, and sham'd,
that seek to do me wrong.

PSAL LXXII.

[1]

O Lord, thy iudgements give the King,

his son thy righteousnesse

2

With right he shal thy people judge,

thy poor with uprightnesse.

3

The lofty mountains shal bring forth

unto the people peace;
Likewise the little hills the same
shall do by righteousnesse.

4

The peoples poor ones he shal judge,

the needies children save:
And those shal he in pieces break
who them oppressed have.

5

They shal thee fear, while sun and moon

do last, through ages all.

6

Like rain on mown grass he shal drop

or showres on earth that fal.

7

The just shal flourish in his dayes,

and prosper in his reign:
He shal, while doth the moon endure,
abundant peace maintain.

8

His large and great dominion shal

from sea to sea extend,
It from the river shal reach forth
unto earths utmost end.

9

They, in the wildernesse that dwel,

bow down before him must:
And they, that are his enemies,
shal lick the very dust.

10

The Kings of Tarshish, & the Isles

to him shal presents bring;
And unto him shal offer gifts
Sheba's and Seba's King.

11

Yea, all the mighty Kings on earth

before him down shal fal:
And all the nations of the world
do service to him shal.

12

For He the needy shal preserve,

when he to Him doth cal;
The poor also, and him that hath
no help of man at all.

13

The poor man and the indigent

in mercy He shal spare:
He shal preserve alive the souls
of those that needy are.

14

Both from deceit and violence,

their soul He shal set free;
And in his sight right precious
and dear their bloud shal be.

15

Yea, He shal live, and giv'n to Him

shal be of Sheba's gold;
For Him stil shal they pray, and He
shal daily be extol'd.

16

Of corn an handful in the earth

on tops of mountains high,
With prosperous fruit shal shake, like trees
on Lebanon that be.
The city shal be flourishing,
her citizens abound
In number shal, like to the grasse
that growes upon the ground.

17

His Name for ever shal endure,

last like the sun it shal:
Men shal be blest in him, and blest
all nations shal him cal.

18

Now blessed be the Lord, our God,

the God of Israel,
For He alone doth wondrous works,
in glory that excel.

19

And blessed be His glorious Name

to all eternitie;
The whole earth let His glory fil:
Amen, so let it be.

PSAL. LXXIII.

[1]

Yet God is good to Israel,

to each pure hearted one.

2

But as for me, my steps neer slipt,

my feet were almost gone.

3

For I invious was, and grudg'd

the foolish folk to see,
When I perceiv'd the wicked sort
enjoy prosperitie.

4

For stil their strength continueth firm

their death of bands is free:

5

They are not toil'd as other men,

nor plagu'd as others bee:

6

Therefore, their pride, like to a chain

them compasseth about;
And, as a garment, violence
doth cover them throughout.

7

Their eyes stand out with fat, they have

more then their hearts could wish.

8

They are corrupt, their talk of wrong

both lewd and loftie is.

9

They set their mouth against the heav'ns

in their blasphemous talk;
And their reproaching tongue throughout
the earth at large doth walk.

10

His people often times for this

look back, and turn about,
Sith waters of so full a cup
to these are powred out.

11

And thus they say, How can it be

that God these things doth know?
Or, can there in the Highest be
knowledge of things below?

12

Behold, these are the wicked ones,

yet prosper at their will
In worldly things, they do increase
in wealth and riches still.

13

I verily have done in vain

my heart to purifie:
To no effect in innocence
washed my hands have I.

14

For dayly, and all day throughout

great plagues I suffered have;
Yea every morning I of new
did chastisement receive.

15

If in this manner foolishly

to speak I would intend,
Thy childrens generation
behold I should offend.

16

When I this thought to know, it was

too hard a thing for me,

17

Till to Gods Sanctuary I went,

then I their end did see.

18

Assuredly thou didst them set

a slippery place upon:
Them suddenly thou castedst down
into destruction.

19

How in a moment, suddenly

to ruine brought are they!
With fearful terrours utterly
they are consum'd away.

20

Ev'n like unto a dream, when one

from sleeping doth arise;
So thou, O Lord, when thou awak'st,
their image shalt despise.

21

Thus grieved was my heart in me,

and me my reins opprest.

22

So rude was I, and ignorant,

and in thy sight a beast.

23

Neverthelesse continually,

O Lord, I am with thee:
Thou dost me hold by my right hand,
and still upholdest me.

24

Thou, with thy counsel, while I live

wilt me conduct and guide;
And to thy glory afterward
receive me, to abide.

25

Whom have I in the heavens high,

but thee, O Lord, alone?


And in the earth, whom I desire
beside thee, there is none.

26

My flesh & heart doth faint & fail,

but God doth fail me never;
For of my heart God is the strength,
and portion for ever.

27

For lo, those that are far from thee,

they quickly perish shall:
Them, that a-whoring from thee go,
thou hast destroyed all.

28

But surely it is good for me,

that I draw near to God:
In God I trust, that all thy works
I may declare abroad.

PSAL. LXXIV.

[1]

O God, why hast thou cast us off?

is it for evermore?
Against thy pasture sheep why doth
thine anger smoke so sore?

2

O call to thy rememberance

thy congregation,
Which thou hast purchased of old;
still think the same upon.
The rod of thine inheritance,
which thou redeemed hast,
This Sion hill, wherein thou hadst
thy dwelling in times past.

3

To these long desolations

thy feet lift, do not tarry;
For all the ills thy foes have done
within thy Sanctuary.

4

Amidst thy congregations

thine enemies do roar:
Their ensigns they set up, for signs
of triumph, thee before.

5

A man was famous, and was had

in estimation,
According as he lifted up
his axe thick trees upon.

6

But all at once with axes now

and hammers they go to,
And down the carved work thereof
they break, and quite undo.

7

They fired have thy Sanctuary,

and have defil'd the same,
By casting down unto the ground
the place where dwelt thy Name.

8

Thus said they in their hearts, Let us

destroy them out of hand:
They burnt up all the Synagogues
of God, within the land

9

Our signes we do not now behold;

there is not us among
A prophet more, nor any one
that knows the time how long.

10

How long, Lord, shall the enemy

thus in reproach exclaime?
And shal the adversary thus
alwayes blaspheme thy Name?

11

Thy hand, ev'n thy right hand of might,

why dost thou thus draw back?
O from thy bosome pluck it out,
for our deliverance sake.

12

For certainly God is my King,

ev'n from the times of old,
Working in midst of all the earth
salvation manifold.

13

The sea, by thy great pow'r to part

a sunder, thou didst make;
And thou the dragons heads, O Lord,
within the waters brake.

14

The Leviathans heads, thou brake

in pieces, and didst give
Him to be meat unto the folk
in wildernesse that live.

15

Thou clave the fountain & the floud

which did with streams abound:
Thou dry'dst the mighty waters up
unto the very ground.

16

Thine onely is the day, O Lord,

thine also is the night;
And thou alone prepared hast
the sun & shining light.

17

By thee the borders of the earth

were setled every where:
The summer and the winter both
by thee created were.

18

That th'enemy reproached hath,

O keep it in record;
And that the foolish people have
blasphem'd thy Name, O Lord.

19

Unto the multitude do not

thy turtles soul deliver;
The congregation of thy poor
do not forget for ever.

20

Unto thy covenant have respect:

for earths dark places be
Full of the habitations
of horrid crueltie.

21

O let not those that be opprest

return again with shame:
Let those that poor and needy are
give praise unto thy Name.

22

Do thou, O God, arise and plead

the cause that is thine own:
Remember how thou art reproacht
still by the foolish one

23

Do not forget the voyce of those

that are thine enemies:
Of those the tumult ever grows
that do against thee rise.

PSAL. LXXV.

[1]

To thee, O God, do we give thanks

we do give thanks to thee:
Because thy wondrous works declare
thy great Name near to be.

2

I purpose, when I shall receive

the congregation,
That I shal judgement uprightly
render to ever one.

3

Dissolved is the land, with all

that in the same do dwel;
But I the pillars thereof do
bear up, and stablish wel.

4

I, to the foolish people said,

Do not deal foolishly;
And unto those that wicked are,
Life not your horn on hie.

5

Lift not your horn on high, nor speak

6

with stubborn neck: but know,

That nor from east, nor west, nor south
promotion doth flow.

7

But God is Judge: He puts down one,

and sets another up:

8

For in the hand of God most high

of red wine is a cup;
It's ful of mixture; he pours forth,
and makes the wicked all
Wring out the bitter dregs thereof,
yea, and they drink them shal.

9

But I, for ever wil declare,

I Jacobs God wil praise.

10

All horns of lewd men I'le cut off;

but just mens horns wil raise.

PSAL. LXXVI.

[1]

In Judah's land God is wel known,

his Nam's in Israel great:

2

In Salem is his Tabernacle,

in Sion is his Seat.

3

There arrows of the bow he brake,

the shield, the sword, the war.

4

More glorious thou then hi{l}s of prey

more excellent art far.

5

Those that were stout of heart are spoil'd,

they slept their sleep outright;
And none of those their hands did finde
that were the men of might.

6

When thy rebuke, O Jacobs God,

had forth against them past,
Their horses and their chariots both
were in a dead sleep cast.

7

Thou, Lord, ev'nthō art he that should

be fear'd, and who is he
That may stand up before thy sight,
if once thou angry be?

8

From heav'n thou judgement caus'd be heard;

the earth was still with fear,

9

When God to judgement rose, to save

all meek on earth that were.

10

Surely the very wrath of man

unto thy praise redounds:
Thou to the remnant of his wrath
wilt set restraining bounds.

11

Vow to the Lord, your God, & pay;

all ye that near him be
Bring gifts and presents unto him,
for to be fear'd is he.


12

By him the spirits shal be cut off

of those that princes are:
Unto the Kings that are on earth
he fearful doth appear.

PSAL. LXXVII.

[1]

Vnto the Lord I with my voice,

I unto God did cry
Ev'n with my voice, and unto me
his ear he did apply.

2

I in my trouble sought the Lord:

my sore by night did run,
And ceased not: my grieved soul
did consolation shun.

3

I to remembrance God did cal,

yet trouble did remain;
And overwhelm my spirit was
whiles I did sore complain.

4

Mine eyes debar'd from rest & sleep

thou makest stil to wake:
My trouble is so great, that I
unable am to speak.

5

The dayes of old to minde I call'd,

and oft did think upon
The times and ages, that are past
ful many years agone.

6

By night my song I cal to minde,

and commune with my heart,
My sp'rit did carefully inquire
how I might ease my smart.

7

For ever wil the Lord cast off?

and gracious be no more?

8

For ever is his mercy gone?

fails his word evermore?

9

Is't true that to be gracious

the Lord forgotten hath?
And that his tender mercies he
hath shut up in his wrath?

10

Then did I say, that surely this

is mine infirmitie:
I'le minde the years of the righthand
of him that is most hie.

11

Yea, I remember wil the works

performed by the Lord;
The wonders done of old by thee
I surely wil record.

12

I also wil of all thy works

my meditation make,
And of thy doings to discourse
great pleasure I wil take.

13

O God, thy way most holy is

within thy Sanctuary:
And what God is so great in pow'r,
as is our God most hie?

14

Thou art the God that wonders do'st

by thy right hand most strong;
Thy mighty pow'r thou hast declar'd
the nations among.

15

To thine own people wth thine arm

thou didst redemption bring;
To Jacobs sons, and to the Tribes
of Joseph that do spring.

16

The waters, Lord, perceived thee,

the waters saw thee wel;
And they for fear aside did flie;
the depths on trembling fel.

17

The clouds in water forth were pour'd,

sound loudy did the sky;
And swiftly through the world abroad
thine arrows fierce did fly.

18

Thy thunders voice alongst the heav'n

a mighty noise did make:
By lightnings lightned was the world
th'earth tremble did and shake.

19

Thy Way is in the sea, and in

the waters great thy path;
Yet are thy footsteps hid, O Lord,
none knowledge thereof hath.

20

Thy people thou didst safely lead

like to a flock of sheep,
By Moses hand and Aarons Thou
didst them conduct and keep.

PSAL. LXXVIII.

[1]

Attend, my people, to my Law,

thereto give thou an ear:
The words that frō my mouth proceed
attentively do hear

2

My mouth shal speak a parable,

and sayings dark of old:

3

The same which we have heard, & known

and us our fathers told.

4

We also wil them not conceal

from their posteritie:
Them to the generation
to come declare wil we:
The praises of the Lord our God,
and his Almighty strength,
The wondrōs works that he hath done
we wil shew forth at length.

5

His testimony and his law

in Israel he did place,
And charg'd our fathers, it to show
to their succeeding race.

6

That so the race which was to come,

might wel them learn and know;
And sons unborn, who should arise,
might to their sons them show:

7

That they might set their hope in God,

and suffer not to fal
His mighty works out of their minde
but keep His precepts all.

8

And might not, like their fathers, be

a stiff rebellious race,
A race not right in heart; with God
whose spirit not stedfast was.

9

The sons of Ephraim, who nor bows

nor other arms did lack,
When as the day, of battell was
they faintly turned back.

10

They brake Gods covenant & refus'd

in His Commands to go.

11

His works & wonders they forgot,

which he to them did show.

12

Things marvellous he brought to passe,

their fathers them beheld,
Within the land of Ægypt done,
yea ev'n in Zoans field.

13

By him divided was the sea,

He caus'd them through to passe;
And He the water mode to stand,
that like an heap it was.

14

With cloud by day, wth light of fire

all night he did them guide.

15

In desert rocks he clave, and drink

as from great depths suppli'd.
He from the rock brought streams, like flouds
made waters to run down.

17

Yet sinning more, in desert they

provok'd the Highest One.

18

For, in their heart they tempted God

and speaking with mistrust,
They greedily did meat require
to satisfie their lust.

19

Against the Lord himself they spake

and murmuring said thus,
A table in the wildernesse
can God prepare for us?

20

Behold, He smote the rock, & thence

came streams and waters great;
But can he give his people bread?
and send them flesh to eat?

21

The Lord did hear, & waxed wroth

so kindled was a flame
'Gainst Jacob; and 'gainst Israel
up in indignation came:

22

For they believ'd not God, nor trust

in his salvation had:

23

Though flouds above he did command,

and heav'ns doors open made;
And Manna rain'd on them, and gave
them corn of heav'n to eat.

25

Man Angels food did eat, to them

He to the full sent meat.

26

And in the heaven He did cause

an Eastern winde to blow;
And by his power he let out
the Southern winde to go.

27

Then flesh, as thick as dust, he made

to rain down them among;
And feathered fowls, like as the sand
which ly'th the shore along.

28

At his command amidst their camp

these showres of flesh down fell,
All round about the tabernacles
and tents where they did dwell.

29

So did they eat abundantly,

and had of meat their fill;
For he did give to them what was
their own desire and will.


30

They frō their lust had not estrang'd

their heart and their desire;
But while ye meat was in their mouth
which they did so require,

31

Gods wrath upon them came, and slew

the fattest of them all;
So that the choise of Israel,
o'rethown by death, did fall.

32

Yet not withstanding of all this,

they sinned still the more;
And, thogh he had great wonders wrought
believed him not therefore.

33

Wherefore their dayes in vanity

he did consume and wast,
And by his wrath their wretched years
away in trouble past.

34

But when he slew them, then they did

to seek him shew desire:
Yea, they return'd, and after God
right early did inquire.

35

And that the Lord had been their Rock

they did remember then:
Ev'n that the high Almighty God
had their Redeemer been.

36

Yet with their mouth they flatter'd him,

and spake but fainedly,
And they unto the God of truth
with their false tongues did ly.

37

For, tho their words were good, their heart

with him was not sincere:
Unstedfast and perfidious
they in his covenant were.

38

But full of pity, he forgave

their sin, them did not slay;
Nor stirr'd up all his wrath, but oft
his anger turn'd away.

39

For that they were but fading flesh

to minde he did recall;
A winde that passeth soon away,
and not returns at all.

40

How often did they him provoke

within the wildernesse?
And in the desert did him grieve
with their rebelliousnesse?

41

Yea, turning back they tempted God

and limits set upon
Him who in midst of Israel is
thy onely holy One.

42

They did not cal to minde his pow'r

nor yet the day when he
Delivered them out of the hand
of their fierce enemie.

43

Nor how great signs in Ægyptland

He openly had wrought,
What miracles in Zoans field
his hand to passe had brought.

44

How lakes and rivers every where

he turned into bloud;
So that nor man, nor beast could drink
of standing lake or floud.

45

He brought among them swarms of flies

which did them sore annoy;
And diverse kindes of filthy frogs
He sent, them to destroy.

46

He to the catterpiller gave

the fruits of all their soil:
Their labours he deliver'd up
unto the locusts spoil.

47

Their vines wth hail, their sycomors

he with the frost did blast.

48

Their beasts to hail he gave, their flocks

hot thunder-bolts did wast.

49

Fierce burning wrath he on them cast

and indignation strong;
And troubles lore, by sending forth
ill angels them among.

50

He to his wrath made way: their soul

from death he did not save;
But over to the pestilence
the lifes of them he gave.

51

In Ægypt Land the first-born all

he smote down every where;
Amongst the tents of Ham, ev'n these
chief of their strength that were.

52

But his own people like to sheep

thence to go forth he made;
And he amidst the wildernesse
them, as a flock, did lead.

53

And he them safely on did lead,

so that they did not fear:
Whereas their enemies by the sea
quite overwhelmed were.

54

To borders of his Sanctuary

the Lord his people led,
Ev'n to the mount, wch his right hand
for them had purchased.

55

The nations of Canaan

by his Almighty hand
Before their face he did expel
out of their native land,
Which for inheritance to them
by line he did divide,
And made the tribes of Israel
within their tents abide.

56

Yet God most high they did provoke

and tempted ever stil,
And to observe his testimonies
did not incline their wil.

57

But like their fathers turned back

and dealt unfaithfully:
Aside they turned, like a bow
that shoots deceitfully.

58

For, they to anger did provoke

him with their places hie;
And with their graven images
mov'd him to jealousie.

59

Whē God heard this, he waxed wroth

and much loath'd Israel then:

60

So Shilohs tent, he left, the tent

which he had plac'd with men:

61

And he his strength delivered

into captivity,
He left his glory in the hand
of his proud enemy.

62

His people also He gave over

unto the swords fierce rage:
So sore his wrath inflamed was
against his heritage.

63

The sire consum'd their choice young men:

their maids no marriage had.

64

And when their priests fel by the sword

their wives no morning made.

65

But then the Lord arose, as one

that doth from sleep awake;
And like a gyant, that by wine
refresht, a shout doth make.

66

Upon his enemies hinder parts

he made his stroke to fal;
And so upon them he did put
a shame perpetual.

67

Moreover, he the tabernacle

of Joseph did refuse;
The mighty tribe of Ephraim
he would in no wise chuse.

68

But he did chuse Jehudahs tribe

to be the rest above,
And of mount Sion he made choise,
which he so much did love.

69

And he his Sanctuary built,

like to a palace hie,
Like to the earth, which he did found
to perpetuitie.

70

Of David, that his servant was,

he also choise did make;
And even from the folds of sheep
was pleased him to take.

71

From waiting on the ewswth young,

he brought him for to fed
Israel, his inheritance,
His people Jacobs seed.

72

So after the integrity

of his heart he them fed;
And by the good skil of his hands
them wisely governed.

PSAL. LXXIX.

[1]

O God, the heathen entred have

Thine heritage, by them
Defiled is thy house; on heaps
they laid Jerusalem.

2

The bodies of thy servants they

have cast forth to be meat
To rav'nous fowls, thy dear saints flesh
they give to beasts, to eat.

3

Their bloud about Jerusalem

like water have they shed;
And there was none to bury them
when they were slain and dead.

4

Unto our neighbours a reproach

most base become are we,


Ascorn and laughing-stock to them
that round about us be.

5

How long, Lord, shal thine anger last

wilt thou stil keep the same?
And shal thy fervent jealousie
burn like unto a flame.

6

On heathens poure thy fury forth,

that have thee never known,
And on these kingdoms wch thy Name
have never call'd upon.

7

For these are they which Jacob have

devouted cruelly,
And they his habitation
have caused waste to ly.

8

Against us minde not former sins:

thy tender mercies show,
Let them prevent us speedily,
for we're brought very low.

9

For thy Names glory help us, Lord,

who hast our Saviour bin:
Deliver us; for thy Names sake
O purge away our sin.

10

Why say the heathen, Where's their God

let him to them be known,
Whē these, who shed thy servāts bloud
are in our sight o'rethrown.

11

O let the prisoners sights ascend

before thy sight on hie:
Preserve those in thy mighty pow'r,
that are design'd to dy.

12

And to our neighbours bosom cause

it seven-fold rendred be,
Ev'n the reproach, where wth they have
O Lord, reproached thee.

13

So we thy folk and pasture-sheep

shal give thee thanks alwayes,
And unto generations all
we wil shew forth thy praise.

PSAL. LXXX.

[1]

Hear, Israels shepherd, like a flock

thou that dost Joseph guide;
Shine forth, O thou that dost between
the cherubims abide.

2

In Ephraims and Benjamins,

and in Manassehs sight,
O come for our salvation
stir up thy strength and might.

3

Turn us again, O Lord, our God,

and upon us vouchsafe
To make thy countenance to shine,
and so we shal be safe.

4

O Lord of hosts, Almighty God,

how long shal kindled be
Thy wrath against the prayer made
by thine own folk to thee?

5

Thou tears of sorrow gives to them

in stead of bread, to eat;
Yea, tears in stead of drink thou gives,
to them in measure great.

6

Thou makest us a strife unto

our neighbours round about:
Our enemies among themselves
at us do laugh and flout.

7

Turn us again, O God of hosts,

and upon us vouchsafe
To make thy countenance to shine,
and so we shal be safe.

8

A vine frō Egypt brought thou hast,

by thine outstretched hand:
And thou the heathen out didst cast,
to plant it in their land.

9

Before it thou a room didst make,

where it might grow and stand;
Thou causedst it deep root to take,
and it did fil the land.

10

The mountains vail'd werewth its shade

as with a covering:
Like goodly Ceders were the boughs,
which out from it did spring.

11

Upon the one hand, to the sea

her boughs she did out send;
On th'other side, unto the floud
her branches did extend.

12

Why hast thou then thus broken down

and tane her hedge away?
So that all passengers do pluck,
and make of her a prey.

13

The boar who frō the forrest comes

doth waste it at his pleasure:
The wilde beast of the field also
devours it out of measure.

14

O God of hosts, we thee beseech

return now unto thine;
Look down frō heav'n in love, behold
and visit this thy vine:

15

This vineyard wch thine own right hand

hath planted us among:
And that same branch, wch for thy self
thou hast made to be strong.

16

Burnt up it is with flaming fire,

it also is cut down:
They utterly are perished
when as thy face doth frown.

17

O let thy hand be stil upon

the man of thy right hand;
The son of man, whom for thy self
thou madest strong to stand.

18

So henceforth we wil not go back,

nor turn from thee at all:
O do thou quicken us, and we
upon thy Name wil cal.

19

Turn us again, Lord God of hosts,

and upon us vouchsafe
To make thy countenance to shine,
and so we shal be safe.

PSAL. LXXXI.

[1]

Sing loud to God, our strength; with joy

to Jacobs God do sing.

2

Take up a psalm, the pleasant harp,

timbrel and psaltry bring.

3

Blow trumpets at new moon, what day

our feast appointed is;

4

For charge to Israel, and a Law

of Jacobs God was this.

5

To Joseph this a testimony

he made, when Egypt land
He travell'd through, where speech I heard
I did not understand.

6

His shoulder I from burdens took,

his hands from pots did free.

7

Thou didst in trouble on me cal,

and I diliver'd thee:
In secret place of thundering
I did thee answer make;
And at the streams of Meribah,
of thee a proof did take,

8

O thou, my people, give an ear,

I'le testifie to thee;
To thee O Israel, if thou wilt
but hearken unto me,

9

In midst of thee there shal not be

any strange god at all;
Nor unto any god unknown,
thou bowing down shalt fal.

10

I am the Lord thy God, which did

from Egypt land thee guide:
I'le fil thy mouth abundantly,
do thou it open wide.

11

But yet my people to my voice

would not attentive be;
And even my chosen Israel
he would have none of Me.

12

So to the lust of their own hearts

I them delivered:
And then in counsels of their own
they vainly wandered.

13

O that my people had me heard,

Israel My wayes had chose!

14

I had their enemies soon subdu'd,

my hand turn'd on their foes.

15

The haters of the Lord, to him

submission should have fain'd;
But as for thē, their time should have
for evermore remain'd.

16

He should have also fed them with

the finest of the wheat:
Of honey from the rock, thy fil
I should have made thee eat.

PSAL. LXXXII.

[1]

In gods assembly GOD doth stand;

He judgeth gods among.

2

How long, accepting persons vile,

wil ye give judgement wrong?

3

Defend the poor and fatherlesse,

to poor opprest do right.

4

The poor and needy ones set free,

rid them from ill mens might.


They know not, nor wil understand
in darknesse they walk on:
All the foundations of the earth
out of their course are gone.

6

I said that you are gods, and are

sons of the highest all;

7

But ye shal die like men, and as

one of the princes fal.

8

O God, do thou raise up thy self

the earth to judgement cal:
For thou, as thine inheritance,
shalt take the nations all.

PSAL. LXXXIII.

[1]

Keep not, O God, we thee intreat,

O keep not silence now:
Do thou not hold thy peace, O God,
and stil no more be thou.

2

For lo, thine enemies a noise

tumultuously have made;
And they that haters are of thee,
have lifted up the head.

3

Against thy chosen people they

do craftie counsel take;
And they against thy hidden ones
do consultations make.

4

Come, let us cut them off, said they,

from being a nation;
That of the name of Israel may
no more be mention.

5

For wth joynt heart they plot, in league

against thee they combine.

6

The tents of Edom, Ishmaelites,

Moabs, and Hagars line.

7

Gebal and Ammon, Amelek,

Philistines, those of Tyre;

8

And Assur joyn'd with them, to help

Lots children they conspire.

9

Do to them as to Midian,

Jabin at Kison strand;

10

And Sisera, which at Endor fel,

as dung to fat the land.

11

Like Oreb, and like Zeeb make

their noble men to fal;
Like Zeba, and Zalmunna-like,
make thou their princes all:

12

Who said, for our possession

let us Gods houses take.

13

My God, them like a wheel, as chaff

before the wind, them make.

14

As fire consumes a wood, as flame

doth mountains set on fire;

15

Chase & affright them wth the storm

and tempest of thine ire.

16

Their faces fil with shame, O Lord

that they may seek thy Name.

17

Let them confounded be, and vext,

and perish in their shame.

18

That men may know, that thou, to whō

alone doth appertain
The Name Jehovah, dost most high
o're all the earth remain.

PSAL. LXXXIV.

[1]

How lovely is thy dwelling place,

O Lord of hosts, to me!
The tabernacles of thy grace
how pleasant, Lord, they be!

2

My thirstie soul longs vehemently,

yea, faints thy Courts to see:
My very heart and flesh cry out,
O living God, for thee.

3

Behold, the sparrow findeth out

an house wherein to rest:
The swallow also for her self
hath purchased a nest:
Ev'n thine own altars, where she safe
her young ones forth may bring,
O thou Almighty, Lord of hosts,
who art my God, and King.

4

Blest are they in thy house that dwel

they ever give thee praise.

5

Blest is the man whose strength thou art

in whose heart are thy wayes.

6

Who passing through Baca's dry vale

therein do dig up wels;
Also the rain that falleth down
the pools with water fils.

7

So they from strength unwearied go

stil forward unto strength,
Until in Zion they appear
before the Lord at length.

8

Lord God of hosts, my prayer hear

O Jacobs God, give ear.

9

See God, our shield, look on the face

of thine anointed dear.

10

For in thy Courts one day excels

a thousand; rather in
My Gods house wil I keep a door,
then dwel in tents of sin.

11

For, God the Lord's a sun & shield:

Hee'l grace and glory give;
And wil withhold no good from them
that uprightly do live.

12

O thou that art the Lord of hosts,

that man is truly blest,
Who by assured confidence
on thee alone doth rest.

PSAL. LXXXV.

[1]

O Lord, thou hast been favourable

to thy beloved Land:
Jacobs captivity thou hast
recall'd with mighty hand.

2

Thou pardoned thy people hast

all their iniquities,
Thou all their trespasses and sins
hast covered from thine eyes.

3

Thō tookst off al thine ire, & turn'dst

from thy wraths furiousnesse.

4

Turn us, God of our health, & cause

thy wrath 'gainst us to cease.

5

Shal thy displeasure thus endure

against us without end?
Wilt thou to generations al
thine anger forth extend?

6

That in thee may thy people joy,

wilt thou not us revive?

7

Shew us thy mercy, Lord, to us

do thy salvation give.

8

I'le hear what God, the Lord, wil speak

to his folk He'l speak peace.
And to his saints; but let them not
return to foolishnesse.

9

To them that fear Him, surely near

is his salvation;
That glory in our land may have
her habitation.

10

Truth met with mercy, righteousnesse

and peace kiss'd mutually.

11

Truth springs from earth, & righteousnes

looks down from heaven hie.

12

Yea, what is good the Lord shal give:

our land shal yeeld increase.

13

Justice, to set us in his steps,

shal go before his face.

PSAL. LXXXVI.

[1]

O Lord, do thō bow down thine ear

and hear me graciously;
Because I sore afflicted am,
and am in poverty.

2

Because I'm holy, let my soul

by thee preserved be:
O thou my God, thy servant save
that puts his trust in thee.

3

Sith unto thee I daily cry,

be merciful to me.

4

Rejoyce thy servants soul: for, Lord,

I lift my soul to thee.

5

For thou art gracious, O Lord,

and ready to forgive.
And rich in mercy, all that cal
upon thee, to relieve.

6

Hear, Lord, my pray'r; unto the voice

of may request attend.

7

In troublous times I'le cal on thee,

for thou wilt answer send.

8

Lord, there is none among the gods

that may with Thee compare;
And like the works wch thō hast done
not any work is there.

9

All nations, whō thou mad'st shal come

and worship reverently
Before thy face; and they, O Lord,
thy Name shal glorify.

10

Because thou art exceeding great,

and works by thee are done,
Which are to be admir'd; and thou
art God thy self alone.

11

Teach me thy way, and in thy truth

O Lord, then walk wil I:


Unite my heart, that I thy Name
may fear continually.

12

O Lord, my God, with all my heart

to thee I wil give praise;
And I the glory wil ascribe
unto thy Name alwayes.

13

Because thy mercy toward me

in greatnesse doth excel;
And thou deliver'd hast my soul
out from the lowest hel.

14

O God, the proud against me rise,

and violent men have met,
That for my soul have sought; & thee
before them have not set.

15

But thou art ful of pity, Lord,

a God most gracious,
Long-suffering, and in thy truth
and mercy plenteous.

16

O turn to me thy countenance,

and mercy on me have:
Thy servant strengthen, and the son
of thine own hand-maid save.

17

Shew me a signe for good, that they

which do me hate may see,
And be asham'd; because thou, Lord,
didst help and comfort me.

PSAL. LXXXVII.

[1]

Vpon the hils of holinesse

he his foundation sets.

2

God, more then Jacobs dwellings all

delights in Zions gates.

3

Things glorious are said of thee,

thou City of the Lord.

4

Rahab and Babel I, to those

that know me, wil record:
Behold ev'n Tyrus, and with it
the land of Palestine
And likewise Æthiopia;
this man was born therein.

5

And it of Zion shal be said,

this man, and that man there
Was born; and he that is most high
himself shal stablish her

6

When God the people writs, He'l count

that this man born was there.

7

There be that sing, and play; and all

my well-springs in thee are.

PSAL. LXXXVIII.

[1]

Lord God, my Saviour, day & night

before thee cry'd have I.

2

Before thee let thy prayer come,

give ear unto my cry.

3

For troubles great do fil my soul:

my life drawes nigh the grave,

4

I'm counted with those that go down

to pit, and no strength have.

5

Ev'n free among the dead, like them

that slain in grave do ly,
Cut off frō thy hand, whom no more
thou hast in memory.

6

Thou hast me laid in lowest pit,

in deeps, and darksome caves.

7

Thy wrath lies hard on me, thou hast

me prest with all thy waves.

8

Thou hast put far frō me my friends

thou mad'st them to abhor me;
And I am so shut up, that I
finde no evation for me.

9

By reason of affliction

mine eye mourns dolefully:
To thee, Lord, do I cal, and stretch
my hands continually.

10

Wilt thō shew wonders to the dead

shal they rise and thee blesse?

11

Shal in the grave thy love be told?

in death thy faithfulnesse?

12

Shal thy great wonders in the dark

or shal thy righteousnesse
Be known to any in the land
of deep forgetfulnesse?

13

But, Lord, to thee I cry'd, my pray'r

at morn prevent shal thee

14

Why, Lord, dost thou cast off my soul?

and hid'st thy face from me?

15

Distrest am I, and from my youth

I ready am to dy;
Thy terrours I have born, and am
distracted fearfully.

16

The dreadful fiercenes of thy wrath

quite over me doth go:
Thy terrours great have cut me off,
they did pursue me so.

17

For round about me every day

like water, they did roul:
And, gathering together, they
have compassed my soul.

18

My friend thou hast put far frō me

and him that did me love;
And those that mine acquantance were
to darknesse didst remove.

PSAL. LXXXIX.

[1]

Gods mercies I wil ever sing,

and with my mouth I shal
Thy faithfulnesse make to be known
to generations all.

2

For mercy shal be built, said I,

for ever to endure:
Thy faithfulnesse ev'n in the heav'ns
thou wilt establish sure

3

I with my chosen One have made

a covenant graciously;
And to my servant whom I lov'd,
to David sworn have I:

4

That I thy seed establish shal

for ever to remain;
And wil to generations all
thy Throne build and maintain.

5

The praises of thy wonders, Lord,

the heavens shal expresse;
And in the congregation
of saints, thy faithfulnesse.

6

For who in heaven with the Lord

may once himself compare?
Who is like God among the sons
of these that mighty are?

7

Great fear in meetings of the saints

is due unto the Lord;
And he, of all about him, should
with reverence be ador'd.

8

O thou that art the Lord of hosts,

what Lord in mightinesse
Is like to thee? who compast round
art with thy faithfulnesse.

9

Ev'n in the raging of the sea

thou over it dost raign;
And when the waves thereof do swel,
thou stillest them again

10

Rahab in pieces thou didst break,

like one that slaughtered is;
And with thy mighty arm thou hast
disperst thine enemies.

11

The heav'ns are thine, thou for thine own

the earth dost also take:
The world, and fulnesse of the same,
thy power did found and make.

12

The north & south from thee alone

their first beginning had:
Both Tabor mount, and Hermon hil
shal in thy Name be glad.

13

Thō hast an arm that's ful of pow'r

thy hand is great in might;
And thy right hand exceedingly
exalted is in height.

14

Justice & judgement of thy Throne

are made the dwelling place:
Mercy, accompani'd with truth,
shal go before thy face.

15

O greatly blest the people are,

the joyful sound that know:
In brightnesse of thy face O Lord,
they ever on shall go.

16

They in thy name shal all the day

rejoyce exceedingly,
And in thy righteousnesse shal they
exalted be on hy.

17

Because the glory of their strength

doth only stand in thee.
And in thy favour shal our horn
and pow'r exalted be,

18

For God is our defence, and he

to us doth safety bring:
The holy One of Israel
is our Almighty King

19

In vision to thy holy-one

thou saidst, I help upon
A strong one laid; out of the folk


I rais'd a chosen one.

20

Ev'n David, I have found him out

a servant unto Me;
And with my holy oyl My King
anointed him to be.

21

With whom My hand shal establisht be

Mine arm shal make him strong.

22

On him the foe shal not exact,

nor son of mischief wrong,

23

I wil beat down before his face

all his malicious foes:
I wil them greatly plague, who do
with hatred him oppose

24

My mercy, and my faithfulnesse

with him yet still shal be;
And in my name his horn and pow'r,
men shal exalted see.

25

His hand and pow'r shal reach afar,

I'le set it in the sea;
And his right hand established
shal in the rivers be.

26

Thou art my father, he shal cry,

thou art my God alone;
And he shal say, Thou art the rock
of my salvation.

27

I'le make him my first-born, more high

then Kings of any land:

28

My love I'le ever keep for him,

My cov'nant fast shal stand.

29

His seed I by my power wil make

for ever to endure;
And, as the dayes of heaven, his throne
shal stable be and sure.

30

But if his children shal forsake

My Lawes, and go astray,
And in my judgements shal not walk
but wander from my way.

31

If they my Lawes break, & do not

keep my Commandements,

32

I'le visit then their faults with rods

their sins with chastisements,

33

Yet I'le not take my love from him

nor false my promise make;

34

My cov'nant I'le not break nor chang

what with my mouth I spake.

35

Once by my holinesse I sware,

to David I'le not ly.

36

His seed and throne shal as the sun

before me last for ay.

37

It like the moon shal ever be

establisht stedfastly;
And like to that which in the heav'n
doth witnesse faithfully.

38

But thou displeased, hast cast off,

thou didst abhore and loath;
With him that thine anointed is
thou hast been very wroth.

39

Thou hast thy servants covenant

made void and quite cast by;
Thou hast profan'd his crown, while it
cast on the ground doth ly.

40

Thō al his hedges hast broke down

his strong holds down hast torn.

41

He to all passers by a spoil,

to neighbours is a scorn.

42

Thou hast set up his foes right hand

mad'st all his enemies glad;

43

Turn'd his swords edge, & him to stand

in battel hast not made.

44

His glory thou hast made to cease,

his throne to ground down cast;

45

Shortned his dayes of youth, & him

with shame thou covered hast.

46

How long, Lord? wilt thou hide thy self

for ever in thine ire?
And shal thine indignation
burn like unto a fire?

47

Remember, Lord, how short a time

I shal on earth remain;
O wherefore is it so, that thou
hast made all men in vain?

48

What man is he that liveth here,

and death shal never see?
Or from the power of the grave
what man his soul shal free?

49

Thy former loving kindnesses,

O Lord, where be they now?
Those which in truth & faithfulnesse
to David sworn hast thou.

50

Minde, Lord, thy servants sad reproach

how I in bosome bear
The scornings of the people all
who strong and mighty are.

51

Wherewith thy raging enemies

reproach'd, O Lord, think on,
wherewith they have reproach'd the steps
of thine anointed One.

52

All blessing to the Lord, our God,

let be ascribed then:
For evermore so let it be.
Amen, yea and amen.

PSAL. XC.

[1]

Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place

in generations all.

2

Before thou ever hadst brought forth

the mountains great or small.
Ere ever thou hadst form'd the earth,
and all the world abroad,
Ev'n thou, from everlasting art
to everlasting, God.

3

Thou dost unto destruction

man that is mortal turn;
And unto them thou say'st, again
ye sons of men return.

4

Because a thousand years appear

no more before thy sight
Then yesterday, when it is past,
or then a watch by night.

5

As with an overflowing floud

thou carriest them away:
They like a sleep are, like the grasse
that grows at morn are they.

6

At morn it flourishes and growes,

cut down at ev'n doth fade:

7

For by thine anger we consume,

thy wrath makes us afraid.

8

Our sins thou and iniquities

dost in thy presence place,
And setst our secret faults before
the brightnesse of thy face.

9

For in thine anger all our dayes

do passe on, to an end;
And, as a tale that hath been told,
so we our years do spend.

10

Threescore and ten years do sum up

our dayes and years we see:
Or if by reason of more strength,
in some fourscore they be;
Yet doth the strength of such old men
but grief and labour prove;
For it is soon cut oft, and we
fly hence, and soon remove.

11

Who knowes the power of thy wrath

according to thy fear

12

So is thy wrath. Lord teach thou us

our end in mind to bear:
And so to count our dayes, that we
our hearts may stil apply
To learn thy wisdom and thy truth,
that we may live thereby.

13

Turn yet again to us, O Lord;

how long thus shal it be?
Let it repent thee now, for those
that servants are to thee.

14

O with thy tender mercies, Lord,

us early satisfie;
So we rejoyce shal all our dayes,
and still be glad in thee.

15

According as the dayes have been

wherein we grief have had,
And years wherein we ill have seen,
so do thou make us glad.

16

O let thy work and pow'r appear

thy servants face before;
And show unto their children dear
thy glory evermore.

17

And let the beauty of the Lord

our God be us upon:
Our handie-works establish thou,
establish them each one.

PSAL. XCI.

[1]

He that doth in the secret place

of the most high reside,
Under the shade of him, that is
th'Almighty, shal abide.

2

I of the Lord, my God wil say,

he is my refuge stil,
He is my fortresse, and my God,


and in him trust I wil.

3

Assuredly he shal thee save,

and give deliverance
From subtil fowlers snare, and from
the noysome pestilence.

4

His feathers shal thee hide; thy trust

under his wings shal be:
His faithfulnesse shal be a shield
and buckler unto thee.

5

Thou shalt not need to be afraid

for terrours of the night,
Nor for the arrow that doth fly
by day, while it is light:

6

Nor for the pestilence, that walks

in darknesse secretly,
Nor for destruction, that doth waste
at noon-day, openly.

7

A thousand at thy side shal fal,

on thy right hand shal ly
Ten thousand dead, yet unto thee
it shal not once come nigh.

8

Only thou with thine eyes shalt look

and a beholder be;
And thou therein the just reward
of wicked men shalt see.

9

Because the Lord, who constantly

my refuge is alone,
Ev'n the most high is made by thee
thy habitation.

10

No plague shal near thy dwelling come

no ill shal thee befal:

11

For thee to keep in all thy wayes

his Angels charge he shal.

12

They in their hands shal bear thee up,

stil waiting thee upon;
Lest thou at any time should dash
thy foot against a stone.

13

Upon the adder thou shalt tread,

and on the Lyon strong;
Thy feet on Dragons trample shal,
and on the Lions young.

14

Because on me he set his love,

I'le save and set him free:
Because My great Name he hath known
I'wil him set on high.

15

He'l cal on Me, I'le answer him,

I'wil be with him stil
In trouble to deliver him,
and honour him I wil.

16

With length of days unto his minde

I wil him satisfie;
I also My salvation
wil cause his eyes to see.

PSAL. XCII.

[1]

To render thanks unto the Lord

it is a comly thing,
And to thy Name O thou most high,
due praise aloud to sing.

2

Thy loving kindnesse to show forth.

when shines the morning light:
And to declare thy fathfulnesse,
with pleasure, every night.

3

On a ten stringed instrument,

upon the psalterie:
And on the harp, with solemn sound,
and grave-sweet melodie.

4

For thou, Lord, by thy mighty work,

hast made my heart right glad;
And I will triumph in the works
which by thine hands were made.

5

How great, Lord, are thy works! each thought

of thine a deep it is;

6

A brutish man it knoweth not,

fools understand not this.

7

When those that lewd & wicked are,

spring quickly up like grasse,
And workers of iniquity
do flourish all apace,
It is that they for ever may
destroyed be and slain:

8

But thou, O Lord, art the most high

for ever to remain.

9

For lo, thine enemies, O Lord,

thine enemies perish shal:
The workers of iniquity
shal be dispersed all.

10

But thou shalt, like unto the horn

of th'unicorn, exalt
My horn on high; thou with fresh oyl
anoint me also shalt.

11

Mine eye shal also my desire

see on mine enemies;
Mine ears shal of the wicked hear,
that do against me rise.

12

But like the palm-tree, flourishing

shal be the righteous one:
He shal like to the Cedar grow
that is in Lebanon.

13

Those that within the house of God

are planted by his grace,
They shal grow up, and flourish all
in our Gods holy place.

14

And in old age, when others fade,

they fruit stil forth shal bring:
They shal be sat, and ful of sap,
and ay be flourishing.

15

To shew that upright is the Lord,

he is a rock to me:
And he from all unrighteousnesse
is altogether free.

PSAL. XCIII.

[1]

The Lord doth reign, & cloath'd is he

with majesty most bright:
His works do show him cloath'd to be
and girt about with might.
The world is also stablished,
that it can not depart.

2

Thy throne is fixt of old, and thou

from everlasting art.

3

The flouds, O Lord, have lifted up,

they lifted up their voice;
The flouds have lifted up their waves
and made a mighty noise.

4

But yet the Lord, that is on high,

is more of might by far.
Then noise of many waters is,
or great sea billows are.

5

Thy testimonies, every one,

in faithfulnesse excel:
And holinesse for ever, Lord,
thine house becometh wel.

PSAL. XCIV.

[1]

O Lord God, unto whom alone

all vengeance doth belong,
O mighty God, who vengeance own'st
shine forth, avenging wrong.

2

Lift up thy self, thou of the earth

the Soveraign Judge that art,
And unto those that are so proud
a due reward impart.

3

How long, O mighty God, shal they

who lewd and wicked be.
How long shal they who wicked are,
thus triumph haughtilie?

4

How long shal things most hard by, them

be uttered and told,
And all that work iniquity
to boast themselves be bold?

5

Thy folk they break in pieces, Lord

thine heritage oppresse:

6

The widow they, and stranger slay,

and kil the fatherlesse.

7

Yet say they, God it shal not see,

nor God of Jacob know.

8

Ye brutish people unsterstand,

fools, when wise will ye grow?

9

The Lord did plant the ear of man,

and hear then shal not he?
He only form'd the eye, and then
shal he not clearly see,

10

He that the nations doth correct,

shal he not chastise you?
He knowledge unto man doth teach,
and shal himself not know?

11

Mans thoughts to be but vanity,

the Lord doth wel descern.

12

Blest is the man thō chastnest, Lord

and mak'st thy Law to learn.

13

That thou may'st give him rest frō dayes

of sad adversitie,
Until the pit be dig'd for those
that work iniquitie.

14

For sure the Lord wil not cast off

those that his people be,
Neither his own inheritance
quit and forsake wil he.

15

But judgement unto righteousnesse

shal yet return again,


And all shal follow after it
that are right hearted men.

16

Who wil rise up for me, against

those that do wickedly?
Who wil stand up for me, 'gainst those
that work iniquity?

17

Unlesse the Lord had been my help

when I was sore opprest,
Almost my soul had in the house
of silence been at rest.

18

When I had uttered this word,

My foot doth slip away,
Thy mercy held me up, O Lord,
thy goodnesse did me stay.

19

Amidst the multitude of thoughts,

which in my heart do fight,
My soul, lest it be overcharg'd,
thy comforts do delight.

20

Shal of iniquity the throne

have fellowship with thee,
Which mischief cunningly contriv'd,
doth by a law decree?

21

Against ye righteous souls they joyn

they guiltlesse bloud condemn:

22

But of my refuge God's the rock,

and my defence from them.

23

On them their own iniquity

the Lord shal bring and lay,
And out them off in their own sin,
our Lord God shal them slay.

PSAL. XCV.

[1]

O come let us sing to the Lord,

come, let us, every one,
A joyful noise make to the Rock
of our salvation.

2

Let us before his presence come,

with praise and thankful voice:
Let us sing Psalms to him with grace,
and make a joyful noise.

3

For God a great God, & great King,

above all gods, he is.

4

Depths of the earth are in his hand,

the strength of hils is his.

5

To him the spacious sea belongs,

for he the same did make:
The dry land also from his hands
its form at first did take.

6

O come, and let us worship him,

let us bow down withall,
And on our knees before the Lord,
our maker, let us fal.

7

For He's our God, the people we

of his own pasture are,
And of his hand the sheep; to day
if ye his voice wil hear,

8

Then harden not your hearts, as in

the provocation,
As in the desert, on the day
of the tentation.

9

When me your fathers tempt'd, and prov'd,

and did my working see:

10

Ev'n for the space of fourty years

this race hath grieved me:
I said, this people erres in heart,
my wayes they do not know:

11

To whom I sware in wrath, that to

my rest they should not go.

PSAL. XCVI.

[1]

O sing a new song to the Lord,

sing, all the earth, to God:

2

To God sing, bless his Name, shew stil

his saving health abroad.

3

Among the heathen nations

His glory do declare:
And unto all the people show
his works that wondrous are.

4

For great's the Lord, and greatly he

is to be magnifi'd;
Yea, worthy to be fear'd is he
above all gods beside:

5

For all the gods are idols dumb

which blinded nations fear:
But our God is the Lord, by whom
the heav'ns created were.

6

Great honour is before his face,

and majesty divine:
Strength is within his holy place,
and there doth beauty shine.

7

Do you, ascribe unto the Lord,

of people every tribe,
Glory do you unto the Lord,
and mighty pow'r ascribe.

8

Give ye the glory to the Lord

that to his Name is due:
Come ye into his Courts, and bring
an offering with you.

9

In beauty of his holinesse

O do the Lord adore:
Likewise let all the earth throughout
tremble his face before.

10

Among the heathen say, God reigns

the world shal stedfastly
Be fixt from moving, He shal judge
the people righteously.

11

Let heav'ns be glad before the Lord

and let the earth rejoyce,
Let seas, and all that is therein,
cry out, and make a noise:

12

Let fields rejoyce, and every thing

that springeth of the earth:
Then woods, and every tree shal sing
with gladnesse and with mirth

13

Before the Lord; because he comes,

to judge the earth comes he:
He'l judge the world wth righteousnes
the people faithfullie.

PSAL. XCVII.

[1]

God reigneth, let the earth be glad

and isles rejoyce each one.

2

Dark clouds him compass, and in right

with judgement dwels his throne.

3

Fire goes before him, and his foes

it burns up round about.

4

His lightnings lightned did the world

earth saw, and shook throughout.

5

Hils, at the presence of the Lord,

like wax, did melt away:
Ev'n at the presence of the Lord
of al the earth, I say.

6

The heav'ns declare his righteousnes

all men his glory see.

7

All who serve graven images

confounded let them be:
Who do of idols boast themselves
let shame upon them fal.
Ye that are called gods, see that
ye do him worship all.

8

Sion did hear, and joyful was,

glad Judahs daughters were,
They much rejoyc'd, O Lord, because
thy judgements did appear.

9

For thou, O Lord, art high above

al things on earth that are:
Above all other gods thou art
exalted very far.

10

Hate ill, all ye that love the Lord:

his saints souls keepeth he,
And from the hands of wicked men
he sets them safe and free.

11

For all those that be righteous

sown is a joyful light,
And gladnesse sown is for all those
that are in heart upright.

12

Ye righteous in the Lord rejoyce,

expresse your thankfulnesse,
When ye into your memory
do cal his holinesse.

PSAL. XCVIII.

[1]

O sing a new song to the Lord,

for wonders he hath done:
His right hand, and his holy arm
him victory hath won.

2

The Lord God his salvation

hath caused to be known:
His justice in the heathens sight
he openly hath shown.

3

He mindful of his grace and truth

to Israels house hath been:
And the salvation of our God
all ends of th'earth have seen.

4

Let all the earth unto the Lord

send forth a joyful noyse:
Lift up your voice aloud to him,
sing praises, and rejoyce.

5

With harp, with harp, & voice of psalms

unto JEHOVAH sing.

6

With trumpets, corners gladly sound

before the Lord, the King.

7

Let seas, and all their fulnesse roar,



the world, and dwellers there.

8

Let flouds clap hands, and let the hils

together joy declare

9

Before the Lord; because he comes,

to judge the earth comes he:
He'l judge the world with righteousnesse:
his folk with equitie.

PSAL. XCIX.

[1]

Th' Eternal Lord doth reign, as King

let all the people quake:
He sits between the Cherubims,
let th'earth be mov'd and shake.

2

The Lord in Sion great, and high

above all people is.

3

Thy great and dreadful Name (for it

is holy) let them blesse.

4

The Kings strength also judgement loves:

thou settlest equity,
Just judgement thou dost execute
In Jacob, righteously.

5

The Lord our God exalt on hie,

and reverently do ye
Before his footstool worship him:
the holy-one is he.

6

Moses & Aaron 'mongst his priests,

Samuel with them that cal
Upon his Name; these call'd on God,
and he them answer'd al.

7

Within the pillar of the cloud

he unto them did speak:
The testimonies, he them taught,
and lawes, they did not break.

8

Thō answeredst thē, O Lord, our God

thou wast a God that gave
Pardon to thē, though on their deeds
thou wouldest vengeance have.

9

Do ye exalt the Lord, our God,

and at his holy hil
Do ye him worship; for the Lord
our God is holy stil.

PSAL. C.

[1]

All people that on earth do dwel

Sing to the Lord wth cheerful voice

2

Him serve with mirth, hi praise forth tel

Come ye before him and rejoyce.

3

Know that the Lord is God indeed,

Without our aid he did us make:
We are his flock, he doth us feed,
And for his sheep he doth us take.

4

O enter then his gates with praise,

Approach with joy his Courts unto
Praise, laud, and blesse his Name alwayes
For it is seemly so to do.

5

For why? the Lord our God is good

His mercy is for ever sure:
His truth at al times firmly stood,
And shal from age to age endure.

Another of the same.

[O all ye lands, unto the Lord]

O all ye lands, unto the Lord
make ye a joyful noyse,

2

Serve God with gladnesse, him before

come with a singing voice.

3

Know ye the Lord, that he is God,

not we, but he us made;
We are his people, and the sheep
within his pasture fed.

4

Enter his gates & courts, with praise,

to thank him go ye thither:
To him expresse your thankfulnesse,
and blesse his Name together.

5

Because the Lord our God is good,

his mercy faileth never;
And to all generations
his truth endureth ever.

PSAL. CI.

[1]

I mercy wil, and judgement sing,

Lord, I wil sing to thee.

2

With wisdom, in a perfect way

shal my behaviour be.
O when in kindnesse unto me,
wilt thou be pleas'd to come?
I with a perfect heart wil walk
within my house at home.

3

I wil endure no wicked thing

before mine eyes to be:
I hate their work that turn aside,
it shal not cleave to me.

4

A stubborn and a froward heart

depart quite from me shal:
A person giv'n to wickednesse
I wil not know at all.

5

I'le cut him off that slandereth

his neighbour privily:
The haughtie heart I wil not bear,
nor him that looketh hie.

6

Upon the faithful of the land

mine eyes shal be, that they
May dwel with me: he shal me serve
that walks in perfect way.

7

Who of deceit a worker is,

in my house shal not dwel:
And in my presence shal he not
remain, that lies doth tel.

8

Yea, all the wicked of the land

early destroy wil I:
All from Gods city to cut off,
that work iniquity.

PSAL. CII.

[1]

O Lord, unto my pray'r give ear,

my cry let come to thee:

2

And in the day of my distresse

hide not thy face from me:
Give ear to me: what time I cal,
to answer me make haste.

3

For as an hearth my bones are burnt

my dayes, like smoke, do waste.

4

My heart within me smitten is,

and it is withered,
Like very grasse, so that I do
forget to eat my bread.

5

By reason of my groaning voice,

my bones cleave to my skin,

6

Like pelican in wildernesse

forsaken I have bin:
I like an owl in desert am,
that nightly there doth moan:

7

I watch, and like a sparrow am

on the house top alone.

8

My bitter enemies all the day

reproaches cast on me:
And being mad at me, with rage
against me sworn they be.

9

For why, I ashes eaten have,

like bread, in sorrows deep;
My drink I also mingled bave
with tears that I did weep.

10

Thy wrath and indignation

did cause this grief and pain:
For thou hast lift me up on high,
and cast me down again.

11

My dayes are like unto a shade,

which doth declining passe:
And I am dry'd and withered,
ev'n like unto the grasse.

12

But thou, Lord, everlasting art,

and thy remembrance shal
Continually endure, and be
to generations all.

13

Thou shalt arise, and mercy have

upon thy Zion yet:
The time to favour her is come,
the time that thou hast set.

14

For in her rubbish, and her stones

thy servant pleasure take,
Yea, they the very dust thereof
do favour, for her sake.

15

So shal the heathen people fear

the Lords most holy Name:
And all the Kings on earth shal dread
thy glory, and thy fame

16

When Zion by the mighty Lord

built up again shal be,
In glory then, and Majesty
to men appear shal He.

17

The prayer of the destitute

he surely wil regard,
Their prayer wil he not despise,
by him it shal be heard.

18

For generations yet to come

this shal be on record:
So shal the people that shal be
created, praise the Lord.

19

He from his Sanctuaries height

hath downward cast his eye,
And from his glorious throne in heaven,
the Lord the earth did spy:

20

That of the mournful prisoner

the groanings he might hear,
To set them free that unto death
by men appointed are:


21

That they in Zion may declare

the Lords most holy Name,
And publish in Jerusalem
the praises of the same:

22

When as the people gather shall

in troups with one accord,
When Kingdoms shall assembled be
to serve the highest Lord.

23

My wonted force, & strength he hath

abated in the way;
And he my dayes hath shortened:

24

Thus therefore did I say,

My God, in mid-time of my dayes,
take thou me not away:
From age to age, eternally
thy years endure and stay.

25

The firm foundation of the earth

of old time thou hast laid:
The heavens also are the work
which thine own hands have made

26

Thou shalt for evermore endure,

but they shall perish all;
Yea, every one of them wax old,
like to a garment, shall:
Thou as a vesture shalt them change,
and they shall changed be.

27

But Thou the same art, & thy years

are to eternitie.

28

The children of thy servants shall

continually endure,
And in thy sight, O Lord, their seed
shall be establisht sure.

Another of the same.

[Lord, hear my pray'r, & let my cry]

Lord, hear my pray'r, & let my cry
Have speedie accesse unto thee.

2

In day of my calamity

O hide not thou thy face from me:
Hear when I call to thee, that day
An answer speedily return:

3

My dayes like smoke consume away,

And, as an hearth, my bones do burn.

4

My heart is wounded very sore,

And withered, like to grasse, doth fade
I am forgetfull grown therefore
To take and eat my daily bread.

5

By reason of my smart within,

And voice of my most grievous groans
My flesh consumed is, my skin,
Al parcht, doth cleave unto my bones.

6

The Pelican of wildernesse,

The Owl in deserts I do match,

7

And Sparrow-like companionlesse,

Upon the houses top I watch.

8

I all day long am made a scorn,

Reproach'd by my malicious foes:
The mad men are against me sworn,
The men against me that arose.

9

For I have ashes eaten up,

To me as if they had been bread;
And with my drink I in my cup
Of bitter tears a mixture made.

10

Because thy wrath was not appeas'd

And dreadful indignation,
Therefore it was that thou me rais'd,
And thou again didst cast me down.

11

My dayes are like a shade alway,

Which doth declining swiftly passe:
And I am withered away
Much like unto the fading grasse.

12

But thou, O Lord, shalt stil endure

From change and all mutation free,
And, to all generations, sure
Shal thy remembrance ever be.

13

Thou shalt arise, and mercy yet

Thou to mount Zion shalt extend:
Her time for favour which was set,
Behold, is now come to an end.

14

Thy saints take pleasure in her stons

Her very dust to them is dear.

15

Al heathen lands & kingly thrones

On earth, thy glorious Name shal fear.

16

God in his glory shal appear,

When Zion he builds and repairs.

17

He shal regard and lend his ear

Unto the needies humble pray'rs.
Th'afflicteds pray'r he wil not scorn:

18

All times this shal be in record,

And generations yet unborn
Shal praise and magnifie the Lord.

19

He frō his holy place look'd down

The earth he view'd frō heav'n on hie

20

To hear the prisoners mourning groan,

And free them that are dam'd to die;

21

That Zion, and Jerusalem too

His Name and praise may wel record,

22

When people and the Kingdoms do

Assemble all to praise the Lord.

23

My strength he weakned in the way

My dayes of life he shortened.

24

My God, O take me not away

In mid-time of my dayes, I said;
Thy years throughout all ages last.

25

Of old thou hast established

The earths foundation firm and fast:
Thy mighty hands the heav'ns have made

26

They perish shal, as garments do,

But thou shalt evermore endure:
As vestures, thou shalt change them so
And they shal all be changed sure.

27

But from all changes thou art free,

Thy endlesse years do last ay.

28

Thy servants, and their seed who be

Establish'd shal before thee stay.

PSAL. CIII.

[1]

O thou my soul, blesse God the Lord

and all that in me is
Be stirred up his holy Name
to magnifie and blesse.

2

Blesse, O my soul the Lord, thy God

and not forgetful be
Of all his gracious benefits
he hath bestow'd on thee.

3

All thine iniquities who doth

most graciously forgive:
Who thy diseases all and pains
doth heal, and thee relieve.

4

who doth redeem thy life, that thou

to death may not go down:
Who thee with loving kindnesse doth
and tender mercies crown.

5

Who with abundance of good things

doth satisfie thy mouth:
So that, ev'n as the Eagles age,
renewed is thy youth.

6

God righteous judgement executes

for all oppressed ones.

7

His way to Moses, he his acts

made known to Israels sons.

8

The Lord our God is merciful,

and he is gracious,
Long suffering, and slow to wrath,
in mercy plenteous.

9

He wil not chide continually,

nor keep his anger stil.

10

With us he dealt not as we sin'd,

nor did requite our ill.

11

For as the heaven in its height

the earth surmounteth far,
So great to those that do him fear,
his tender mercies are.

12

As far as East is distant from

the West, so far hath he
From us removed, in his love,
all our iniquitie.

13

Such pity as a father hath

unto his children dear,
Like pity shews the Lord to such
as worship him in fear.

14

For he remembers we are dust,

and he our frame wel knowes.

15

Frail man, his days are like the grasse

as flowr in field he grows.

16

For over it the winde doth passe,

and it away is gone,
And of the place where once it was
it shal no more be known.

17

But unto them, that do him fear,

Gods mercy never ends;
And to their childrens children stil
his righteousnesse extends:

18

To such as keep his covenant,

and mindful are alway
Of his most just commandements,
that they may them obey.

19

The Lord prepared hath his Throne

in heavens firm to stand:
And every thing that being hath
his Kingdom doth command.


20

O ye his Angels, that excel

in strength, blesse ye the Lord,
Ye who obey what he commands,
and hearken to his word.

21

O blesse, and magnifie the Lord,

ye glorious hosts of his,
Ye ministers, that do fulfil
what e're his pleasure is.

22

O Blesse the Lord, all ye his works

wherewith the world is stor'd
In his dominions every-where:
my soul blesse thou the Lord.

PSAL. CIV.

[1]

Blesse God, my soul: O Lord my God,

thou art exceeding great,
With Honour and with Majestie
thou clothed art in state.

2

With light, as with a robe, thy self

thou coverest about;
And, like unto a curtain, thou
the heavens stretchest out.

3

Who of his chābers doth the beams

within the waters lay;
Who doth the clōds his chariot make
on wings of winde make way.

4

Who flaming fire his ministers,

his Angels sp'rits doth make;

5

Who earths foundations did lay,

that it should never shake.

6

Thou didst it cover with the deep,

as with a garment spred:
The waters stood above the hils,
when thou the word but said.

7

But, at the voice of thy rebuke

they fled, and would not stay:
They, at thy thunders dreadful voice,
did haste them fast away.

8

They by the mountains do ascend,

and by the valley ground
Descend, unto that very place
which thou for them didst found.

9

Thou hast a bound unto them set,

that they may not passe over,
That they do not return again
the face of earth to cover.

10

He to the valleys sends the springs,

which run among the hils:

11

They to al beasts of field give drink

wild ashes drink their fils.

12

By them the fowls of heav'n shal have

their habitation,
Which do among the branches sing
with delectation.

13

He from his chambers watereth

the hils, when they are dry'd:
With fruit and increase of thy works
the earth is satisfi'd.

14

For cattel he makes grasse to grow,

he makes the herb to spring
For th'use of man, that food to him,
he from the earth may bring.

15

And wine, that to the heart of man

doth cheerfulnesse impart,
Oil that his face makes shine, & bread
that strengtheneth his heart.

16

The trees of God are ful of sap,

the Ceders that do stand
In Lebanon, which planted were
by his almighty hand.

17

Birds of the air upon their boughs

do choose their nests to make
As for the Stork, the fir-trees she
doth for her dwelling take.

18

The loftie mountains for wilde goats

a place of refuge be:
The Conies also to the rocks
do for their safetie flee.

19

He sets the Moon in heav'n, thereby

the seasons to discern:
From him the Sun, his certain time
of going down, doth learn.

20

Thou darkness mak'st, 'tis night, then beasts

of forrests creep abroad.

21

The lions yōng roar for their prey

and seek their meat from God.

22

The Sun doth rise, and home they, flock,

down in their dens they ly

23

Man goes to work, his labour he

doth to the evening ply.

24

How manifold, Lord, are thy works

in wisdom wonderful
Thou every one of them hast made,
earth's of thy riches ful.

25

So is this great and spacious sea,

wherein things creeping are
Which numbred cannot be; and beasts
both great and smal are there.

26

There ships go, there thō mak'st to play

that Leviathan great:

27

These al wait on thee, that thou may'st

in due time give them meat.

28

That, which thou givest unto them

they gather for their food;
Thine hand thou op'nest liberally,
they filled are with good.

29

Thou hid'st thy face, they troubled are

their breath thou tak'st away,
Then do they die, and to their dust
return again do they.

30

Thy quickning Spirit thou sendest forth,

then they created be:
And then the earths decayed face
renewed is by thee.

31

The glory of the mighty Lord

continue shal for ever:
The Lord Jehovah shal rejoyce
in all his works together.

32

Earth as affrighted, trembleth all

if he on it but look:
And if the mountains he but touch,
they presently do smoke.

33

I wil sing to the Lord most high,

so long as I shal live:
And while I being have, I shal
to my God praises give.

34

Of him my meditation shal

sweet thoughts to me afford;
And as for me, I wil rejoyce
in God, my only Lord.

35

From earth let sinners be consum'd

let ill men no more be.
O thou my soul, blesse thou the Lord:
praise to the Lord give ye.

PSAL. CV.

[1]

Give thanks to God, cal on his Name

to men his deeds make known.

2

Sing ye to him, sing psalms; proclaim

his wondrous works each one.

3

See that ye in his holy Name

to glory do accord:
And let the heart of every one
rejoyce, that seeks the Lord.

4

The Lord Almighty, & his strength

with stedfast hearts seek ye
His blessed and his gracious face
seek ye continually.

5

Think on the works that he hath done

which admiration breed;
His wonders; and the judgements all
which from his mouth proceed.

6

O ye that are of Abrahams race,

his servant wel approv'n,
And ye that Jacobs children are,
whom he choos'd for his own,

7

Because he, and he only, is

the mighty Lord, our God;
And his most righteous judgements are
in all the earth abroad.

8

His Covenant he remembred hath

that it may ever stand:
To thousand generations
the word he did command.

9

Which Covenant he firmly made

with faithful Abraham,
And unto Isaac, by his oath
he did renew the same:

10

And unto Jacob, for a Law,

he made it firm and sure,
A Covenant to Israel.
which ever should endure.

11

He said, I'le give Canaans land

for heritage to you:

12

While they were strangers there, so few,

in number very few:

13

While yet they went frō land to land

without a sure abode;
And while, through sundry kingdoms,


did wander far abroad:

14

Yet notwithstanding suffered he

no man to do them wrong:
Yea, for their sakes, he did reprove
Kings, who were great and strong.

15

Thus did he say, Touch ye not those

that mine anointed be,
Nor do the Prophets any harm
that do partain to me.

16

He call'd for famine on the land,

he brake the staff of bread,

17

But yet he sent a man before,

by whom they should be fed:
Ev'n Joseph, whom unnaturally
sel for a slave did they;

18

Whose feet with fetters they did hurt,

and he in irons lay,

19

Until the time that his word came

to give him liberty:
The word and purpose of the Lord
did him in prison try.

20

Thē sent the King, & did command

that he enlarg'd should be,
He that the peoples ruler was,
did send to set him free.

21

A Lord to rule his family,

he rais'd him, as most fit:
To him, of all that he possest,
he did the charge commit.

22

That he might at his pleasure bind

the Princes of the land:
And he might teach his Senatours
wisdom to understand.

23

The people then of Israel

down into Egypt came:
And Jacob also so journed
within the land of Ham.

24

And he did greatly, by his pow'r

increase his people there;
And stronger then their enemies
they by his blessing were.

25

Their heart he turned to envy

his folk maliciously.
With those that his own servants were
to deal in subtilty.

26

His servant Moses he did send,

Aaron his chosen one:

27

By these, his signes & wonders great

in Hams land were made known.

28

Darkness he sent, and made it dark:

his word they did obey.

29

He turn'd their waters into bloud,

and he their fish did slay.

30

The land in plenty brought forth frogs

in chambers of their Kings.

31

His word all sorts of flies and lice

in all their borders brings.

32

He hail for rain, and flaming fire

into their land he sent:

33

And he their vines & fig-trees smote

trees of their coasts he rent.

34

He spake, and Caterpillers came,

Locusts did much abound,

35

Which in their land all herbs consum'd

and all fruits of their ground.

36

He smote al first-born in their land

chief of their strength each one.

37

With gold & silver broght thē forth

weak in their tribes were none.

38

Egypt was glad when forth thy went:

their fear on them did light.

39

He spred a cloud for covering,

and fire to shine by night.

40

They askt, and he brought Quails; with bread

of heav'n he filled them.

41

He op'ned rocks, floods gusht, & ran

in deserts, like a stream.

42

For on his holy promise he,

and servant Abraham, thought.

43

With joy his people, his elect

with gladnesse forth he brought.

44

And unto them the pleasant lands

he of the heathen gave,
That of the peoples labours they
inheritance might have;

45

That they his statutes might observe

according to his word,
And that they might his Lawes obey.
Give praise unto the Lord.

PSAL. CVI.

[1]

Give praise & thanks unto the Lord

for bountiful is he:
His tender mercy doth endure
unto eternitie.

2

Gods mighty works who can express

or shew forth all his praise?

3

Blessed are they that judgement keep

and justly do alwayes.

4

Remember me, Lord, with that love,

which thou to thine dost bear:
With thy salvation, O my God,
to visit me, draw near:

5

That I thy chosens good may see,

and in their joy rejoyce,
And may with thine inheritance
triumph with chearful voice.

6

We with our fathers sinned have,

and of iniquity
Too long we have the workers been,
we have done wickedly.

7

The wonders great which thō, O Lord

didst work in Egypt land,
Our fathers, though they saw, yet them
they did not understand:
And they thy mercies multitude
kept not in memory,
But at the sea, ev'n the Red-sea,
provok'd him grievously.

8

Neverthelesse he saved them,

ev'n for his own Names sake;
That so, he might to be wel known
his mighty power, make.

9

When he the Red-sea did rebuke,

then dryed up it was:
Through depths, as through the wilderness
he safely made them passe.

10

From hands, of those that hated them

he did his people save,
And from the enemies cruel hand
to them redemption gave.

11

The waters overwhelm'd their foes

not one was left alive:

12

Thē they believ'd his word, & praise

to him in songs did give.

13

But soon did they his mighty works

forget unthankfully,
And on his counsel and his wil
did not wait patiently.

14

But much did lust in wildernesse,

and God in desert tempt.

15

He gave them what they sought, but to

their soul he leannesse sent.

16

And against Moses, in the camp,

their envy did appear,
At Aaron they, the saint of God,
envious also were.

17

Therefore the earth did open wide

and Dathan did devour,
And all Abirams company
did cover in that hour.

18

Likewise among their company

a fire was kindled then,
And so the hote consuming flame
burnt up these wicked men.

19

Upon the hil of Horeb, they

an idol-calf did frame,
A molten image they did make,
and worshipped the same.

20

And thus their glory, & their God,

most vainly changed they
Into the likenesse of an ox
that eateth grasse or hay.

21

They did forget the mighty God,

that had their Saviour been,
By whō such great things brought to pass
they had in Egypt seen.

22

In Hams land he did wondrous works:

things terrible did he,
When he his mighty hand and arm
stretcht out at the Red-sea.

23

Then said he, he would them destroy

had not, his wrath to stay,
His chosen Moses stood in breach,
that them he should not slay.

24

Yea, they dispis'd the pleasant land

believed not his word;

25

But in their tents they murmured

not harkning to the Lord.


26

Therefore in desert, them to slay

he lifted up his hand:

27

'mong nations to o'rethrow their seed,

and scatter in each land.

28

They unto Baal-Peor did

themselves associat:
The sacrifices of the dead
they did profanely eat.

29

Thus, by their lewd inventions,

they did provoke his ire;
And then, upon them suddenly
the plague brake in, as fire.

30

Then Phineas rose, and justice did,

and so the plague did cease:

31

That to all ages counted was

to him for righteousnesse.

32

And at the waters, where they strove

they did him angry make,
In such sort, that it fared ill
with Moses for their sake.

33

Because they there his spirit meek

provoked bitterly,
So that he uttered with his lips
words unadvisedly.

34

Nor, as the Lord commanded them

did they the nations slay;

35

But with the heathen mingled were

and learn'd of them their way.

36

And they their idols serv'd, wch did

a snare unto them turn:

37

Their sons and daughters they to divels

in sacrifice did burn.

38

In their own childrens guiltlesse blood

their hands they did embrew,
Whom to Canaans idols they
for sacrifices slew.
So was the land defil'd with bloud;

39

They stain'd with their own way

And with their own inventions
a whoring they did stray.

40

Against his people kindled was

the wrath of God therefore,
Insomuch that he did his own
inheritance abhore.

41

He gave them to the heathens hand

their foes did them command:

42

Their enemies them opprest, they were

made subject to their hand.

43

He many times delivered them,

but with their counsel, so
They him provok'd, that for their sin
they were brought very low.

44

Yet their affliction he beheld,

when he did hear their cry:

45

And he for them his Covenant

did cal to memory:
After his mercies multitude

46

he did repent; And made

Them to be pity'd of all those
who them did captive lead.

47

O Lord, our God, us save, & gather

the heathen from among,
That we thy holy Name may praise
in a triumphant song.

48

Blest be Jehovah, Israels God,

to all eternity:
Let all the people say, Amen.
Praise to the Lord give ye.

PSAL. CVII.

[1]

Praise God, for he is good, for stil

his mercies lasting be.

2

Let Gods redeem'd say so, whom he

from th'enemies hand did free:

3

And gathered them out of the lands,

from North, South, East, and West.

4

They stray'd in deserts pathles way,

no city found to rest.

5

For thirst and hunger in them faints

6

their soul. When straits them presse

They cry unto the Lord, and he
them frees from their distresse.

7

Them also in a way to walk,

that right is, he did guide,
That they might to a city go,
wherein they might abide.

8

O that men to the Lord would give

praise, for his goodnesse, then.
And for his works of wonder done
unto the sons of men.

9

For he the soul that longing is

doth fully satisfie,
With goodnesse he the hungry soul
doth fill abundantly.

10

Such as shut up in darknesse deep,

and in deaths shade abide,
Whom strongly hath affliction bound
and irons fast have ty'd

11

(Because against the words of God

they wrought rebelliously,
And they the counsel did contemn
of him that is most hie)

12

Their heart he did bring down with grief,

they fel, no help could have.

13

In trouble then they cry'd to God,

he them from straits did save.

14

He out of darknesse did them bring

and from deaths shade them take:
These bands where wth they had been bound,
asunder quite he brake.

15

O that men to the Lord would give

praise, for his goodnesse then,
And for his works of wonder done
unto the sons of men.

16

Because the mighty gates of brasse

in pieces he did tear,
By him in sunder also cut
the bars of iron were.

17

Fools for their sin, and their offence

do sore affliction bear.

18

Al kinde of meat their soul abhors

they to deaths gates draw near.

19

In grief they cry to God, he saves

them from their miseries:

20

He sends his word, thē heals, & them

from their destructions frees.

21

O that men to the Lord would give

praise for his goodnesse then,
And for his works of wonder done
unto the sons of men.

22

And let them sacrifice to him

off'rings of thankfulnesse,
And let them shew abroad his works
in songs of joyfulnesse.

23

Who go to sea in ships and in

great waters trading be,

24

Within the deep these men Gods works

and his great wonders see.

25

For he commands, & forth in haste

the stormie tempest flies,
Wch makes the sea with rouling waves
aloft to swel and rise.

26

They mount to heav'n, then to the depths

they do go down again.
Their soul doth faint, and melt away
with trouble and with pain.

27

They reel & stagger like one drunk

at their wits end they be:

28

Then they to God in trouble cry,

who them from straits doth free.

29

The storm is chang'd into a calm;

at his command and wil,
So that the waves which rag'd before
now quiet are and stil.

30

Then are they glad, because at rest

and quiet now they be,
So to the haven he them brings
which they desir'd to see.

31

O that men to the Lord would give

praise for his goodnesse then,
And for his works of wonder, done
unto the sons of men.

32

Among the people gathered,

let them exalt his Name;
Among assembled Elders spread
his most renowned fame.

33

He to dry land turns water-springs

and flouds to wildernesse:

34

For sins of those that dwel therein

fat land to barrennesse.

35

The burnt and parched wildernesse

to water-pools he brings.
The ground that was dry'd up before
he turns to water springs.

36

And there, for dwelling, he a place

doth to the hungry give,
That they a city may prepare


commodiously to live.

37

There sow they fields, & vineyards plant

to yeeld fruits of increase.

38

His blessing makes them multiply

lets not their beasts decrease.

39

Again they are diminished,

and very low brought down,
Through sorrow, and affliction,
and great oppression.

40

He upon Princes pours contempt

and causeth them to stray
And wander in a wildernesse,
wherein there is no way.

41

Yet setteth he the poor on high

from all his miseries;
And he, much like unto a flock,
doth make him families.

42

They that are righteous shal rejoyce

when they the same shal see;
And, as a shamed, stop her mouth
shal all iniquitie.

43

Who so is wise, & wil these things

observe, and them record,
Ev'n they shal understand the love
and kindnesse of the Lord.

PSAL. CVIII.

[1]

My heart is fixt, Lord: I wil sing,

and with my glory praise.

2

Awake up psaltery and harp,

my self I'le early raise.

3

I'le praise thee 'mongst ye people, Lord

'mong nations sing wil I.

4

For above heav'n thy mercies great,

thy truth doth reach the sky.

5

Be thou above the heavens, Lord,

exalted gloriously:
Thy glory all the earth above
be lifted up on hie.

6

That those who thy beloved are

delivered may be;
O do thou save with thy right hand,
and answer give to me.

7

God in his holinesse hath said,

herein I wil take pleasure,
Shechem I wil divide, and forth
wil Succoths valley measure,

8

Gilead I claim as mine by right,

Manasseh Mine shal be,
Ephraim is of My head the strength,
Judah gives laws for Me.

9

Moab's My washing-pot, My shoe

I'le over Edom throw,
Over the land of Palestine
I wil in triumph go.

10

O who is he wil bring me to

the City fortifi'd!
O who is he that to the land
of Edom wil me guide!

11

O God, thou who hadst cast us off,

this thing wilt thou not do?
And wilt not thou, ev'n thou, O God
forth with our armies go?

12

Do thou from trouble give us help,

for helplesse is mans aid.

13

Through God we shal do valiantly,

our foes he shal down tread.

PSAL. CIX.

[1]

O thou the God of all my praise,

do thou not hold thy peace:

2

For mouths of wicked men, to speak

against me, do not cease;
The mouths of vile deceitful men
against me opened be:
And with a false and lying tongue
they have accused me.

3

They did beset me round about

with words of hateful spight:
And, though to them no cause I gave,
against me they did fight.

4

They for my love became my foes,

but I me set to pray.

5

Evil for good, hatred for love

to me they did repay.

6

Set thou the wicked over him,

and upon his right hand
Give thou his greatest enemy
ev'n Satan, leave to stand.

7

And when by thee he shal be judg'd,

let him condemned be;
And let his pray'r be turn'd to sin,
when he shal cal on thee.

8

Few be his dayes, and in his room

his charge another take.

9

His children let be fatherlesse,

his wife a widow make.

10

His children let be vagabonds,

and beg continually;
And from their places disolate
seek bread for their supply.

11

Let covetous extortioners

catch all he hath away:
Of all for which he labour'd hath,
let strangers make a prey.

12

Let there be none to pity him,

let there be none at all
That on his children fatherlesse
wil let his mercy fal.

13

Let his posterity from earth

cut off for ever be,
And in the following age their name
be blotted out by thee.

14

Let God his fathers wickednesse

stil to remembrance cal;
And never let his mothers sin
be blotted out at all.

15

But let them all before the Lord

appear continually,
That he may wholly from the earth
cut off their memory.

16

Because he mercy minded not,

but persecuted stil
The poor and needy, that he might
the broken-hearted kil.

17

As he in cursing pleasure took,

so let it to him fal;
As he delighted not to blesse,
so blesse him not at all.

18

As cursing he like cloths put on,

into his bowels so
Like water, and into his bones
like oyl down let it go.

19

Like to that garment let it be

which doth himself aray,
And for a girdle wherewith he
is girt about alway;

20

From God let this be their reward

that enemies are to me,
And their reward, that speak against
my soul maliciously.

21

But do thou, for thine own Names sake

O God the Lord, for me:
Sith good and sweet thy mercy is,
from trouble set me free.

22

For I am poor and indigent,

afflicted sore am I,
My heart within me also is
wounded exceedingly.

23

I passe like a declining shade,

am like the locust tost.

24

My knees through fasting weakned are,

my flesh hath fatnesse lost.

25

I also am a vile reproach

unto them made to be:
And they that did upon me look
did shake their heads at me.

26

O do thou help and succour me,

who art my God and Lord:
And, for thy tender mercies sake,
fafety to me afford.

27

That thereby they may know, that this

is thy Almighty hand,
And that thou, Lord, hast done the same
they may wel understand.

28

Although they curse wth spite, yet, Lord

bless thou with loving voice:
Let them asham'd be, when they rise:
thy servant let rejoyce.

29

Let thou mine adversaries all

with shame be cloathed over,
And let their own confusion
them, as a mantle, cover.

30

But as for me, I with my mouth

wil greatly praise the Lord;
And I among the multitude
his praises wil record.


31

For he shal stand at his right hand

who is in povertie,
To save him from all those that would
condemn his soul to die.

PSAL. CX.

[1]

The Lord did say unto my Lord,

Sit thou at my right hand,
Until I make thy foes a stool,
whereon thy feet may stand.

2

The Lord shal out of Zion send

the rod of thy great pow'r:
In midst of all thine enemies
be thou the Governour.

3

A willing people, in thy day

of pow'r, shal come to thee,
In holy beauties, from morns womb:
thy youth like dew shal be.

4

The Lord himself hath made an oath

and wil repent him never,
Of th'order of Melchisedek
thou art a Priest for ever.

5

The glorious and mighty Lord,

that sits at thy right hand,
Shal in his day of wrath, strike throgh
Kings, that do him withstand.

6

He shal among the heathen judge,

he shal with bodies dead
The places fil, o're many lands,
he wound shal every head.

7

The brook that runneth in the way

with drink shal him supply:
And for this cause, in triumph he
shal lift his head on hie.

PSAL. CXI.

[1]

Praise ye the Lord: with my whole heart

I wil Gods praise declare,
Where the assemblies of the just
and congregations are.

2

The whole works of ye Lord our God

are great above all measure,
Sought out they are of every one
that do therein take pleasure.

3

His work most honourable is,

most glorious and pure,
And his untainted Righteousnesse
for ever doth endure.

4

His works most wonderful he hath

made to be thought upon:
The Lord is gracious, and he is
ful of compassion.

5

He giveth meat unto all those

that truly do him fear;
And evermore his Covenant
he in his minde wil bear.

6

He did the power of his works

unto his people show,
when he the heathens heritage
upon them did bestow.

7

His handy-works are truth & right:

all his commands are sure;

8

And done in truth and uprightnesse,

they evermore endure.

9

He sent redemption to his folk,

his Covenant for ay
He did command: holy his Name
and reverend is alway.

10

Wisdoms beginning is Gods fear:

good understanding they
Have all, that his commands fulfil:
his praise endures for ay.

PSAL. CXII.

[1]

Praise ye the Lord. The man is blest

that fears the Lord aright,
He who in his commandements
doth greatly take delight,

2

His seed and off-spring powerful

shal be the earth upon:
Of upright men blessed shal be
the generation.

3

Riches and wealth shal ever be

within his house in store:
And His unspotted righteousnesse
endure for evermore.

4

Unto the upright light doth rise,

though he in darknesse be:
Compassionate and merciful,
and righteous is he.

5

A good man doth his favour shew,

and doth to others lend:
He with discretion his affairs
wil guide unto the end.

6

Surely there is not any thing

that ever shal him move:
The righteous mans memorial
shal everlasting prove.

7

When he shal evil tidings hear,

he shal not be afraid;
His heart is fixt, his confidence
upon the Lord is staid.

8

His heart is firmly stablished,

afraid he shal not be,
Until upon his enemies
he his desire shal see.

9

He hath disperst, giv'n to the poor,

his righteousnesse shal be
To ages all; with honour shal
his horn be raised high.

10

The wicked shal it see, and fret,

his teeth gnash, melt away:
What wicked men do most desire
shal utterly decay.

PSAL. CXIII.

[1]

Praise God: ye servants of the Lord

O praise, the Lords Name praise.

[2]

Yea, blessed be the Name of God

from this time forth alwayes.

3

From rising Sun, to where it sets,

Gods Name is to be prais'd.

4

Above all nations God is high,

'bove heav'n his glory rais'd.

5

Unto the Lord, our God, that dwels

on high, who can compare?

6

Himself that humbleth things to see

in heav'n and earth that are.

7

He from the dust doth raise the poor

that very low did ly,
And from the dung-hil lifts the man
opprest with poverty:

8

That he may highly him advance,

and with the Princes set,
With those that of his people are
the chief, ev'n Princes great.

9

The barren woman house to keep

he maketh, and to be
Of sons a mother ful of joy.
praise to the Lord give ye.

PSAL. CXIV.

[1]

When Isra'l out of Egypt went,

and did his dwelling change,
When Jacobs house went out frō those
that were of language strange,

2

He Judah did his sanctuary,

his Kingdom Israel make:

3

The sea it saw, and quickly fled,

Jordan was driven back.

4

Like rams the mountains, and like lambs

the hils skipt to and fro:

5

O sea why fledst thou? Jordan back

why wast thou driven so?

6

Ye mountains great, wherefore was it

that ye did skip like rams?
And wherefore was it, little hils,
that ye did leap like lambs?

7

O at the presence of the Lord

earth tremble thou for fear,
While as the presence of the God
of Jacob doth appear.

8

Who from the hard and stony rock

did standing water bring,
And by his pow'r did turn the flint
into a water spring.

PSAL. CXV.

[1]

Not unto us, Lord, not to us,

but do thou glory take
Unto thy Name, ev'n for thy truth,
and for thy mercies sake.

2

O wherefore should the heathen say,

Where is their God now gone?

3

But our God in the heavens is,

what pleas'd him he hath done.

4

Their idols silver are and gold,

work of mens hands they be:

5

Mouths have they, but they do not speak!

and eyes, but do not see.

6

Ears have they, but they do not hear

noses, but savour not:

7

Hands, feet, but handle not, nor walk,

nor speak they through their throat.


8

Like them their makers are, and all

on them their trust that build.

9

O Israel, trust thou in the Lord,

he is their help and shield.

10

O Aarons house, trust in the Lord,

their help and shield is he.

11

Ye that fear God, trust in the Lord,

their help and shield he'l be.

12

The Lord of us hath mindful been,

and he wil bless us stil,
He wil the house of Isra'l blesse,
blesse Aarons house he wil.

13

Both smal & great that fear the Lord

he wil them surely blesse.

14

The Lord wil you, you & your seed

ay more and more increase.

15

O blessed are ye of the Lord,

who made the earth and heaven.

16

The heavn, ev'n heavns are Gods, but he

earth to mens sons hath given.

17

The dead, nor who to silence go,

Gods praise do not record.

18

But henceforth we for ever wil

blesse God. Praise ye the Lord.

PSAL. CXVI.

[1]

I love the Lord, because my voice

and prayers he did hear.

2

I, while I live, wil cal on him,

who bow'd to me his ear.

3

Of death the cords, and sorrows did

about me compasse round,
The pains of hel took hold on me,
I grief and trouble found.

4

Upon the Name of God, the Lord,

then did I cal, and say,
Deliver Thou my soul, O Lord,
I do thee humbly pray.

5

God merciful and righteous is,

yea, gracious is our Lord.

6

God saves the meek: I was broght low,

he did me help afford.

7

O thou my soul do thou return

unto thy quiet rest.
For largly, lo, the Lord to thee
his bounty hath exprest.

8

For my distressed soul from death

delivered was by thee,
Thou didst my mourning eyes from tears,
my feet from falling free.

9

I in the land of those that live

wil walk the Lord before.

10

I did believe, therefore I spake:

I was afflicted sore.

11

I said when I was in my haste,

that all men liars be.

12

What shal I render to the Lord,

for all his gifts to me?

13

I'le of salvation take the cup,

on Gods Name wil I cal.

14

I'le pay my vows now to the Lord,

before his people all.

15

Dear in Gods sight is his saints death,

16

Thy servant, Lord, am I,

Thy servāt sure, thine hand-maidsson:
my bands thou didst unty.

17

Thank-offerings I to thee wil give,

and on Gods Name wil cal.

18

I'le pay my vows now to the Lord

before his people all.

19

Within the courts of Gods own house,

within the midst of thee,
O City of Jerusalem
Praise to the Lord give ye.

PSAL. CXVII.

[1]

O give ye praise unto the Lord,

all nations that be:
Likewise, ye people all, accord
his Name to magnifie.

2

For great to usward ever are

his loving kindnesses:
His truth endures for evermore.
The Lord O do ye blesse.

PSAL. CXVIII.

[1]

O praise the Lord, for he is good:

his mercy lasteth ever.

2

Let those of Israel now say,

his mercy faileth never.

3

Now let the house of Aaron say,

his mercy lasteth ever.

4

Let those that fear the Lord now say

his mercy faileth never.

5

I in destresse call'd on the Lord;

the Lord did answer me,
He in a large place did me set,
from trouble made me free.

6

The mighty Lord is on my side,

I wil not be afraid:
For any thing that man can do
I shal not be dismaid.

7

The Lord doth take my part wth them

that help to succour me:
Therefore on those that do me hate
I my desire shal see.

8

Better it is to trust in God,

then trust in mans defence:

9

Better to trust in God, then make

Princes our confidence.

10

The nations, joyning all in one,

did compasse me about:
But in the Lords most holy name
I shal them all root out.

11

They compast me about, I say,

they compast me about:
But in the Lords most holy Name
I shal them all root out.

12

Like Bees they compast me about:

like unto thorns that flame
They quenched are: for them shal I
destroy in Gods own Name,

13

Thou sore hast thrust, that I might fal,

but my Lord helped me.

14

God my salvation is become,

my strength and song is he.

15

In dwellings of the righteous

is heard the melody
Of joy & health: the Lords right hand
doth ever valiantly.

16

The right hand of the Mighty Lord

exalted is on hy:
The right hand of the Mighty Lord
doth ever valiantly.

17

I shal not die, but live, and shal

the works of God discover.

18

The Lord hath me chastised sore,

but not to death given over.

19

O set ye open unto me

the gates of righteousnesse:
Then wil I enter into them,
and I the Lord wil blesse.

20

This is the gate of God, by it

the just shal enter in

21

Thee wil I praise, for thō me heardst

and hast my safety bin,

22

That stone, is made head corner-stone,

which builders did dispise:

23

This is the doing of the Lord,

and wondrous in our eyes.

24

This is the day God made, in it

wee'l joy triumphantly.

25

Save now I pray thee, Lord, I pray

send now prosperity.

26

Blessed is he, in Gods great Name

that cometh us to save.
We, from the house, which to the Lord
pertains, you blessed have.

27

God is the Lord, who unto us

hath made light to arise:
Binde ye unto the altars horns,
with cords, the sacrifice.

28

Thou art my God, I'le thee exalt:

my God, I wil thee praise.

29

Give thanks to God, for he is good

his mercy lasts alwayes.

PSAL. CXIX.

[HEBREW]

ALEPH. The first part.

[1]

Blessed are they that undefil'd,

and straight are in the way:
Who in the Lords most holy Law
do walk, and do not stray,

2

Blessed are they, who to observe

his statutes are inclin'd;
And who do seek the living God
with their whole heart and minde.

3

Such in his wayes do walk, and they

do no iniquity:

4

Thou hast commanded us to keep

thy precepts carefully.


5

O that thy statutes to observe

thou wouldst my wayes direct:

6

Then shal I not be sham'd, when I

thy precepts all respect.

7

Then with integrity of heart

thee wil I praise and blesse,
When I the judgements al have learn'd
of thy pure righteousnesse.

8

That I wil keep thy statutes all

firmly resolv'd have I:
O do not then, most gracious God,
forsake me utterly.

[HEBREW]

BETH. The 2. part.

9

By what means shal a young man learn

his way to purifie?
If he according to thy word
thereto attentive be.

10

Unfainedly thee have I sought

with all my soul and heart:
O let me not from the right path
of thy commands depart.

11

Thy word I in my heart have hid,

that I offend not thee.

12

O Lord, thou ever blessed art,

thy statutes teach thou me.

13

The judgements of thy mouth each one

my lips declared have:

14

More joy thy testimonies way

then riches all, me gave.

15

I wil thy holy precepts make

my meditation:
And carefully I'le have respect
unto thy wayes each one.

16

Upon thy statutes my delight

shal constantly be set:
And by thy grace I never wil
thy holy word forget.

[HEBREW]

GIMEL. The 3. part.

17

With me thy servant, in thy grace,

deal bountifully, Lord:
That by thy favour I may live,
and duely keep thy word.

18

Open mine eyes, that of thy Law

the wonders I may see.

19

I am a stranger on this earth,

hide not thy Lawes from me.

20

My soul within me breaks, & doth

much soul fainting stil endure,
Through longing that it hath al times
unto thy judgements pure.

21

Thou hast rebuk'd the cursed proud

who from thy precepts swerve.

22

Reproach & shame remove from me

for I thy Laws observe.

23

Against me Princes spake wth spite

while they in councel sat:
But I, thy servant, did upon
thy statutes meditate.

24

My comfort, and my hearts delight

thy testimonies be,
And they in all my doubts and fears
are counsellers to me.

[HEBREW]

DALETH The 4. part.

25

My soul to dust cleaves: quicken me

according to thy word.

26

My ways I shew'd, and me thou heardst:

teach me thy statutes, Lord.

27

The way of thy commandements

make me aright to know:
So all thy works, that wondrous are,
I shal to others show.

28

My soul doth melt, and drop away,

for heavinesse and grief:
To me, according to thy word,
give strength, and send relief.

29

From me the wicked way of lies

let far removed be,
And graciously thy holy Law
do thou grant unto me.

30

I chosen have the perfect way

of truth and verity:
Thy judgments, that most righteous are
before me, laid, have I.

31

I to thy testimonies cleave:

shame do not on me cast.

32

I'le run thy precepts way, when thou

my heart enlarged hast.

[HEBREW]

HE. The 5. part.

33

Teach me, O Lord, the perfect way

of thy precepts divine,
And to observe it to the end
I shal my heart incline.

34

Give understanding unto me,

so keep thy Law shal I;
Yea, ev'n with my whole heart, I shal
observe it carefully.

35

In thy Laws path make me to go,

for I delight therein.

36

My heart unto thy testimonies,

and not to greed incline.

37

Turn thou away my sight and eyes

from viewing vanitie,
And in thy good and holy way
be pleas'd to quicken me.

38

Confirm to me thy gracious word,

which I did gladly hear,
Ev'n to thy servant, Lord, who is
devoted to thy fear.

39

Turn thou away my feard reproach,

for good thy judgements be.

40

Lo, for thy precepts I have long'd:

in thy truth quicken me.

[HEBREW]

VAU. The 6. part.

41

Let thy sweet mercies also come,

and visit me, O Lord.
Ev'n thy benign salvation,
according to thy word.

42

So shal I have wherewith I may

give him an answer just,
Who spitefully reproacheth me:
for in thy word I trust.

43

The word of truth out of my mouth

take thou not utterly:
For on thy judgements righteous
my hope doth stil rely.

44

So shall I keep for evermore

thy Law continually:

45

And sith that I thy precepts seek,

I'le walk at liberty.

46

I'le speak thy word to Kings, and I

with shame shal not be mov'd:

47

And wil delight my self alwayes

in thy Laws, which I lov'd.

48

To thy commandments which I lov'd

my hands lift up I will:
And I will also meditate
upon thy statutes still.

[HEBREW]

ZAIN The 7. part.

49

Remember, Lord, thy gracious word

thou to thy servant spake,
Which, for a ground of my sure hope,
thou causedst me to take.

50

This word of thine my comfort is

in my affliction:
For in my straits I am reviv'd
by this thy word alone.

51

The men whose hearts with pride are stuff'd

did greatly me deride:
Yet frō thy straight commandements
I have not turn'd aside,

52

Thy judgements righteous, O Lord

which thou of old forth gave,
I did remember, and my self
by them comforted have.

53

Horrour took hold on me, because

ill men thy Law forsake,

54

I in my house of pilgrimage

thy Laws my songs do make.

55

Thy Name by night, Lord, I did minde,

and I have kept thy Law.

56

And this I had, because thy word

I kept, and stood in aw.

[HEBREW]

CHETH. The 8. part.

57

Thou my sure portion art alone,

which I did choose, O Lord:
I have resolv'd and said, that I
wou'd keep thy holy word.

58

With my whole heart I did intreat

thy face, and favour free:
According to thy gracious word
be mercifull to me.

59

I thought upon my former wayes,

and did my life well try:
And to thy testimonies pure
my feet then turned I.

60

I did not slay, nor longer long,

as those that slothfull are,
But hastily thy Laws to keep
my self I did prepare.


61

Bands of ill men me rob'd; yet I

thy precepts did not slight.

62

I'le rise at midnight, thee to praise,

ev'n for thy judgements right.

63

I am companion to all those,

who fear, and thee obey.

64

O Lord, thy mercy fills the earth:

teach me thy Laws, I pray.

[HEBREW]

TETH. The 9. part.

65

Wel hast thou wth thy servant dealt,

as thou didst promise give.

66

Good judgement me, and knowledge, teach;

for I thy word believe.

67

Ere I afflicted was, I strai'd,

but now I keep thy word,

68

Both good thou art, & good thō dost

teach me thy statutes, Lord.

69

The men, that are puft up wth pride

against me forg'd a ly:
Yet thy commandements observe
with my whole heart wil I.

70

Their hearts through worldly ease & wealth

as fat as grease they be:
But in thy holy Law I take
delight continually.

71

It hath been very good for me,

that I afflicted was,
That I might well instructed be,
and learn thy holy laws.

72

The word that cometh from thy mouth

is better unto me,
Then many thousands, & great sums
of gold and silver be.

[HEBREW]

JOD The 10. part.

73

Thou mad'st & fashionedst me: thy Laws

to know give wisdom, Lord.

74

So who thee fear, shall joy to see

me trusting in thy word.

75

That very right thy judgements are

I know and do confesse,
And that thou hast afflicted me
in truth and faithfulnesse.

76

O let thy kindnesse mercifull,

I pray thee, comfort me,
As to thy servant faithfully
was promised by thee.

77

And let thy tender mercies come

to me, that I may live:
Because thy holy Laws to me
sweet delectation give.

78

Lord, let the proud ashamed be:

for they, without a cause,
With me perversly deal; but I
will muse upon thy Laws

79

Let such as fear thee, & have known

thy statutes, turn to me.

80

My heart let in thy laws be sound,

that sham'd I never be.

[HEBREW]

CAPH. The 11. part.

81

My soul for thy salvation faints:

yet I thy word believe.

82

Mine eyes fail for thy word: I say,

When wilt thou comfort give?

83

For like a bottle I'm become,

that in the smoke is set:
I'm black and parcht with grief, yet I,
thy statutes not forget.

84

How many are thy servants dayes?

when wilt thou execute
Just judgement on these wicked men
that do me persecute?

85

The proud have digged pits for me

which is against thy Laws.

86

Thy words all faithful are: help me

pursu'd without a cause.

87

They so consum'd me, that on earth

my life they scarce did leave:
Thy precepts yet forsook I not,
but close to them I clave.

88

After thy loving kindnesse, Lord,

me quicken, and preserve:
The testimonie of thy mouth
so shal I stil observe,

[HEBREW]

LAMED. The 12. part.

89

Thy word for ever is, O Lord,

in heaven settled fast:

90

Unto all generations

thy faithfulnesse doth last.
The earth thou hast established,
and it abides by thee,

91

This day they stand, as thō ordain'd

for all thy servants be.

92

Unlesse in thy most perfect Law

my soul delights had found,
I should have perished, when as
my troubles did abound.

93

Thy precepts I will nev'r forget:

they quickning to me brought.

94

Lord, I am thine: O save thou me:

thy precepts I have sought.

95

For me the wicked have laid wait,

me seeking to destroy;
But I thy testimonies true
consider will with joy.

96

An end of all perfection

here have I seen, O God:
But as for thy commandement
it is exceeding broad.

[HEBREW]

MEM. The 13. part.

97

O how love I thy Law! it is

my study all the day.

98

It makes me wiser then my foes:

for it doth with me stay.

99

Then all my teachers, now I have

more understanding far:
Because my meditation
thy testimonies are.

100

In understanding I excel

those that are ancients,
For I endeavoured to keep
all thy commandements.

101

My feet from each ill way I stay'd,

that I may keep thy word.

102

I from thy judgements have not swerv'd,

for thou hast taught me, Lord.

103

How sweet unto my taste, O Lord

are all thy words of truth!
Yea, I do finde them sweeter far,
then hony to my mouth.

104

I through thy precepts that are pure

do understanding get:
I therefore every way that's false
with all my heart do hate.

[HEBREW]

NUN. The 14. part.

105

Thy word is to my feet a lamp,

and to my path a light.

106

I sworn have, and I wil perform,

to keep thy judgements right.

107

I am with sore affliction

ev'n overwhelm'd, O Lord:
In mercy raise, and quicken me,
according to thy word.

108

The free-wil offrings of my mouth

accept, I thee beseech:
And unto me thy servant, Lord,
thy judgements clearly teach.

109

Though stil my soul be in my hand

thy Laws I'le not forget.

110

I err'd not from them, though for me

the wicked snares did set.

111

I of thy testimonies have

above all things made choice,
To be my heritage for ay,
for they my heart rejoyce.

112

I carefully inclined have

my heart, stil to attend,
That I thy statutes may perform
alway unto the end.

[HEBREW]

SAMECH. The 15. part.

113

I hate the thoughts of vanitie,

but love thy Law do I.

114

My shield and hiding-place thou art,

I on thy word rely.

115

All ye that evil doers are,

from me depart away;
For the commandments of my God
I purpose to obey.

116

According to thy faithful word

uphold and stablish me,
That I may live, and of my hope
ashamed never be.

117

Hold thou me up, so shal I be

in peace and safetie stil,
And to thy statutes have respect
continually I wil.

118

Thou treadst down all that love to stray

false their deceit doth prove.

119

Lewd men, like drosse, away thou putst

therefore thy Law I love.


120

For fear of thee my very flesh

doth tremble, all dismaid;
And of thy righteous judgements, Lord
my soul is much afraid.

[HEBREW]

AIN. The 16. part.

121

To all men I have judgment done,

performing justice right:
Then let me not be left unto
my fierce oppressours might.

122

For good unto thy servant, Lord,

thy servants surety be:
From the oppression of the proud
do thou deliver me.

123

Mine eyes do fail with looking long

for thy salvation,
The word of thy pure righteousnesse
while I do wait upon.

124

In mercy with thy servant deal,

thy Laws me teach and show:

125

I am thy servant, wisdom give,

that I thy Laws may know.

126

It's time thou work, Lord: for they have

made void thy Law divine:

127

Therefore thy precepts more I love

then gold, yea gold most fine.

128

Concerning al things, thy comands

all right I judge therefore:
And every false and wicked way
I perfectly abhore.

[HEBREW]

P E. The 17. part

129

Thy statutes Lord, are wonderful,

my soul them keeps with care.

130

The entrance of thy words gives light

makes wise who simple are.

131

My mouth I have wide opened,

and panted earnestly,
While after thy commandements
I long'd exceedingly.

132

Look on me, Lord, and merciful

do thou unto me prove,
As thou art wont to do to those,
thy Name who truely love.

133

O let my footsteps in thy word

aright still ordered be:
Let no iniquitie obtain
dominion over me.

134

From mans oppression save thou me

To keep thy laws I will.

135

Thy face make on thy servant shine

teach me thy statutes still.

136

Rivers of Waters from mine eyes

did run down, when I saw
How wicked men run on in sin,
and do not keep thy Law.

[HEBREW]

TSADDI. The 18. part

137

O Lord, thou art most righteous,

thy judgements are upright.

138

Thy testimonies thou command'st

most faithful are and right.

139

My zeal hath ev'n consumed me,

because mine enemies
Thy holy words forgotten have,
and do thy Laws despise.

140

Thy word's most pure, therefore on it

thy servants love is let.

141

Small, and despis'd I am, yet I

thy precepts not forget.

142

Thy righteousnes, is righteousnes,

which ever doth endure:
Thy holy Law, Lord, also is
the very truth most pure.

143

Trouble & anguish have me found

and taken hold on me
Yet in my trouble my delight
thy just commandments be.

144

Eternal righteousnesse is in

thy testimonies all:
Lord, to me understanding give,
and ever live I shall.

[HEBREW]

KOPH The 19. part.

145

With my whole heart I cry'd, Lord, hear:

I will thy word obey.

146

I cry'd to thee, save me and I

will keep thy Laws alway.

147

I of the morning did prevent

the dawning, and did cry:
For all my expectation
did on thy word rely.

148

Mine eyes did timously prevent

the watches of the night,
That in thy word with careful minde
then meditate I might.

149

After thy loving kindnesse hear

my voice, that cals on thee:
According to thy judgement, Lord,
revive and quicken me.

150

Who follow mischief, they draw nigh,

they from the Laws are far:

151

But thou art near, Lord: most firm truth

all thy commandments are

152

As for thy testimonies all,

of old this have I try'd,
That thou hast surely founded them,
for ever to abide.

[HEBREW]

RESH. The 20. part.

153

Consider mine affliction,

in safety do me set:
Deliver me, O Lord, for I
thy Law do not forget.

154

After thy word revive thou me,

save me, and plead my cause.

155

Salvation is from sinners far,

for they seek not thy Laws.

156

O Lord, both great and manifold

thy tender mercies be:
According to thy judgements just
revive and quicken me.

157

My persecuters many are,

and foes which do combine:
Yet from thy testimonies pure
my heart doth not decline.

158

I saw transgressours, & was griev'd:

for they keep not thy word.

159

See how I love thy Law! as thou

art kinde, me quicken, Lord.

160

From the beginning all thy word

hath been most true and sure:
Thy righteous judgements every one
for evermore endure.

[HEBREW]

SHIN. The 21. part.

161

Princes have persecuted me,

although no cause they saw:
But stil of thy most holy word
my heart doth stand in aw.

162

I at thy word rejoyce, as one

of spoil that findes great store.

163

Thy Law I love, but lying all

I hate and do abhorre.

164

Seven times a day it is my care

to give due praise to thee:
Because of all thy judgements, Lord,
which righteous ever be.

165

Great peace have they who love thy Law:

offence they shal have none.

166

I hop'd for thy salvation, Lord,

and thy commands have done.

167

My soul thy testimonies pure

observed carefully:
On them my heart is set, and them
I love exceedingly.

168

Thy testimonies and thy Laws

I kept, with special care:
For all my works, and wayes each one
before thee open are.

[HEBREW]

TAU. The 22. part.

169

O let my earnest pray'r and cry

come near before thee, Lord:
Give understanding unto me
according to thy word.

170

Let my request before thee come,

after thy word me free.

171

My lips shal utter praise, when thou

hast taught thy Laws to me.

172

My tongue of thy most blessed word

shal speak, and it confesse:
Because all thy commandements
are perfect righteousnesse.

173

Let thy strong hand make help to me:

thy precepts are my choise.

174

I long'd for thy salvation, Lord,

and in thy Law rejoyce.

175

O let my soul live, and it shal

give praises unto thee:
And let thy judgements gracious
he helpful unto me.

176

I like a lost sheep went astray,

thy servant seek, and finde;
For thy commands I suffered not
to slip out of my minde.


PSAL. CXX.

[1]

In my distresse to God I cry'd,

and he gave ear to me.

2

From lying lips, and guilful tongue

O Lord, my soul set free.

3

What shal be giv'n thee? or what shal

be done to thee, false tongue?

4

Ev'n burning coals of juniper,

sharp arrows of the strong.

5

Wo's me, that I in Mesech am

a sojourner so long;
That I in tabernacles dwel
to Kedar that belong.

6

My soul with him that hateth peace

hath long a dweller been.

7

I am for peace: but when I speak

for battel they are keen.

PSAL. CXXI.

[1]

I to the hils wil lift mine eyes,

from whence doth come mine aid:

2

My safety cometh from the Lord,

who heav'n and earth hath made.

3

Thy foot Hee'l not let slide, nor wil

he slumber that thee keeps:

4

Behold, he that keeps Israel,

he slumbers not, nor sleeps.

5

The Lord thee keeps, the Lord thy shade

on thy right hand doth stay:

6

The Moon by night thee shal not smite,

nor yet the Sun by day.

7

The Lord shal keep thy soul, he shal

preserve thee from all ill:

8

Hence forth thy going out and in

God keep for ever wil.

PSAL. CXXII.

[1]

I joy'd, when to the house of God

go up, they said to me.

2

Jerusalem within thy gates

our feet shal standing be.

3

Jerusalem as a city is

compactly built together:

4

Unto that place the Tribes go up,

the Tribes of God go thither,
To Israels testimonie, there
to Gods Name thanks to pay.

5

For thrones of judgement, ev'n the thrones

of Davids house there stay.

6

Pray that Jerusalem may have

peace and felicitie:
Let them, that love thee & thy peace,
have stil prosperitie.

7

Therefore I wish that peace may stil

within thy wals remain,
And ever may thy palaces
prosperitie retain.

8

Now for my friends & brethrens sake

peace be in thee, I'le say:

9

And for the house of God our Lord,

I'le seek thy good alway.

PSAL CXXIII.

[1]

O thou that dwellest in the heav'ns,

I lift mine eyes to thee.

2

Behold, as servants eyes do look

their masters hand to see,
As hand-maids eyes her mistress hand
so do our eyes attend
Upon the Lord our God, until
to us he mercy send.

3

O Lord, be gracious to us,

unto us gracious be:
Because replenish'd with contempt
exceedingly are we.

4

Our soul is fill'd with scorn of those

that at their ease abide,
And with the insolent contempt
of those that swel in pride.

PSAL CXXIV.

[1]

Had not the Lord been on our side,

may Israel now say:

2

Had not the Lord been on our side,

when men rose us to slay:

3

They had us swallow'd quick, whē as

their wrath 'gainst us did flame:

4

Waters had cover'd us, our soul

had sunk beneath the stream.

5

Then had the waters, swelling high

over our soul made way.

6

Blest be the Lord, who to their teeth

us gave not for a prey.

7

Our soul's escaped, as a bird

out of the fowlers snare—
The snare a sunder broken is,
and we escaped are.

8

Our sure, and all-sufficient help

is in JEHOVAH'S Name;
His Name, who did the heav'n create
and who the earth did frame.

Another of the same.

[Now Israel may say and that truly]

Now Israel
may say and that truly,
If that the Lord
had not our cause maintain'd:

2

If that the Lord

had not our right sustain'd,
When cruel men
against us furiously
Rose up in wrath,
to make of us their prey.

3

Then certainly

they had devour'd us all,
And swallowed quick,
for ought that we could deem;
Such was their rage,
as we might wel esteem:

4

And as fierce flouds

before them all things drown:
So had they brought
our soul to death quite down.

5

The raging streams,

with their proud swelling waves,
Had then our soul
ov'rewhelmed in the deep:

6

But blest be God.

who doth us safely keep,
And hath not given
us for a living prey
Unto their teeth
and bloudy cruelty.

7

Ev'n as a bird

out of the fowlers snare
Escapes away,
so is our soul set free;
Broke are their nets,
and thus escaped wee.

8

Therefore our help,

is in the Lords great Name,
Who heav'n and earth
by his great pow'r did frame.

PSAL. CXXV.

[1]

They, in the Lord that firmly trust

shal be like Zion hil,
Which at no time can be remov'd,
but standeth ever stil.

2

As round about Jerusalem

the mountains stand alway,
The Lord his folk doth compasse so
from henceforth and for ay.

3

For ill mens rod upon the lot

of just men shal not ly,
Lest righteous men stretch forth their hands
unto iniquity.

4

Do thou to all those that be good

thy goodnesse, Lord, impart;
And do thou good to those that are
upright within their heart.

5

But as for such that turn aside

after their crooked way,
God shal lead forth with wicked men:
on Israel peace shal stay.

PSAL. CXXVI.

[1]

Whezions bōdage God turn'd back

as men that dream'd were we.

2

Thē fil'd wth laughter was our mouth,

our tongue with melodie:
They 'mong the heathē said, The Lord
great things for them hath wrought:

3

The Lord hath don great things forus

whence joy to us is brought.

4

As streams of water in the South,

our bondage, Lord, recal.

5

Who sow in tears a reaping time

of joy enjoy they shal.

6

That man, who bearing precious seed

in going forth doth mourn,
He doubtlesse, bringing back his sheavs
rejoycing shal return.

PSAL CXXVII.

[1]

Except the Lord do build the house

the builders lose their pain:


Except the Lord the citykeep,
the watchmen watch in vain.

2

It's vain for you to rise betimes,

or late from rest to keep,
To feed on sorrows bread: so gives
He his beloved sleep.

3

Lo, children are Gods heritage,

the wombs-fruit His reward.

4

The sons of youth as arrows are

for strong mens hands prepar'd.

5

O happy is the man that hath

his quiver fill'd with those:
They, unashamed, in the gate
shall speak unto their foes.

PSAL. CXXVIII.

[1]

Blest is each one that fears the Lord

and walketh in his wayes.

2

For of thy labour thou shalt eat,

and happie be alwayes.

3

Thy wife shall, as a fruitful vine,

by thy house sides, be found,
Thy children like to olive plants
about thy table round.

4

Behold, the man that fears the Lord,

thus blessed shall he be.

5

The Lord shall out of Zion give

His blessing unto thee:
Thou shalt Jerusalems good behold
whilst thou on earth dost dwell.

6

Thou shalt thy childrens children see

and peace on Israel.

PSAL. CXXIX.

[1]

Oft did they vex me frō my youth

may Israel now declare:

2

Oft did they vex me from my youth

yet not victorious were.

3

The plowers plow'd upon my back,

they long their furrows drew.

4

The righteous Lord did cut the cords

of the ungodly crue.

5

Let Zions haters all be turn'd

back with confusion.

6

As grasse on houses tops be they,

which fades ere it be grown:

7

Whereof enough to fill his hand

the mower cannot finde:
Nor can the man his bosome fill,
whose work is, sheaves to binde.

8

Neither say they who do go by,

Gods blessing on you rest;
We, in the Name of God, the Lord,
do wish you to be blest.

PSAL. CXXX.

[1]

Lord, from the depths to thee I crid

2

My voice, Lord, do thou hear:

Unto my supplications voyce,
give an attentive ear.

3

Lord, who shal stand, if thou, O Lord

should'st mark iniquitie?

4

But yet with Thee forgivenesse is,

that fear'd Thou mayest be.

5

I wait for God, my soul doth wait,

my hope is in His word.

6

More then they, that for morning watch,

my soul waits for the Lord:
I say, more then they that do watch
the morning light to see.

7

Let Israel hope in the Lord,

for with Him mercies be,
And plenteous redemption
is ever found with him.

8

And from all his iniquities

he Israel shal redeem.

PSAL. CXXXI.

[1]

My heart not haughtie is, O Lord,

mine eyes not lofty be:
Nor do I deal in matters great,
or things for me too hie.

2

I surely have my self behav'd

with quiet spirit and milde,
As childe of mother wean'd: my soul
is like a weaned childe.

3

Upon the Lord let all the hope

of Israel rely,
Ev'n from the time that present is
unto eternity.

PSAL. CXXXII.

[1]

David, and his afflictions all,

Lord, do thou think upon:

2

How unto God he sware, & vow'd

to Jacobs mightie One.

3

I wil not come within my house,

nor rest in bed at all:

4

Nor shal mine eyes take any sleep,

nor eye-lids slumber shal,

5

Til for the Lord a place I finde,

where he may make abode:
A place of habitation
for Jacobs mightie God.

6

Lo, at the place of Ephratah

of it we understood:
And we did finde it in the fields
and city of the wood.

7

We'l go into his Tabernacles,

and at his footstool bow.

8

Arise, O Lord, into thy rest,

th'Ark of thy strength, and thou.

9

O let thy Priests be cloathed, Lord,

with truth and righteousnesse:
And let all those that are thy saints
shout loud for joyfulnesse.

10

Forthine own servant Davids sake,

do not deny thy grace,
Nor of thine own anointed one
turn thou away the face.

11

The Lord in truth to David sware,

he wil not turn from it,
I of thy bodies fruit wil make
upon thy throne to sit.

12

My Covenant if thy sons wil keep

and Lawes to them made known,
Their children then shal also sit
for ever on thy throne.

13

For God of Zion hath made choise

there he desires to dwel.

14

This is my rest, here stil I'le stay

for I do like it wel.

15

Her food I'le greatly blesse, her poor

with bread wil satisfie.

16

Her priests I'le cloathe with health, her saints

shal shout forth joyfullie.

17

And there wil I make Davids horn

to bud forth pleasantlie:
For him that Mine anointed is,
a lamp ordain'd have I.

13

As with a garment, I wil cloathe

with shame his enemies all:
But yet the crown that he doth wear
upon him florish shal.

PSAL. CXXXIII.

[1]

Behold, how good a thing it is,

and how becoming wel
Together such as brethren are
in unitie to dwell.

2

Like precious ointment on the head

that down the beard did flow,
Ev'n Aarons beard, and to the skirts
did of his garments go.

3

As hermons dew, the dew that doth

on Zion hils discend:
For therethe blessing God commands
life that shall never end.

PSAL. CXXXIV.

[1]

Behold, blesse ye the Lord, all ye

that his attendance are,
Ev'n you that in gods temple be,
and praise him nightly there.

2

Your hands within Gods holy place

lift up, and praise his name.

3

From Zion hill the Lord thee blesse

that heav'n and earth did frame.

PSAL. CXXXV.

[1]

Praise ye the Lord: the Lords name praise

His servants praise ye God:

2

Who stands in Gods house, in the courts

of our God make abode.

3

Praise ye thee Lord, for he is good,

unto him praises sing:
Sing praises to his name, because
it is a pleasant thing

4

For Jacob to himself the Lord

did choose, of his good pleasure,
And he hath chosen Israel
for his peculiar treasure.

5

Because I know assuredly.

the Lord is very great,
And that our Lord, above all gods,
in glory hath his seat.


6

What thing soever pleas'd the Lord,

that in the heav'n did he,
And in the earth, the seas, and all
the places deep that be.

7

He from the ends of earthdoth make winde

the vapours, to ascend:
With raine he lightnings makes, and
doth from his treasure send.

8

Egypts first-born from man to beast

9

who smote. Strange tokens he

On Pharaoh, and his servants sent,
Egypt, in midst of thee:

10

He smote great nations, slew great Kings:

11

Sihon of Heshbon King,

And Og of Bashan, and to naught
did Canaans Kingdoms bring.

12

And for a wealthy heritage

their pleasant land he gave,
An heritage which Israel
his chosen folk should have.

13

Thy Name, O Lord, shal stil endure

and thy memorial
With honour shal continued be
to generations all.

14

For why, the righteous God wil judge

his people righteouslie,
Concerning those that do him serve
himself sepent wil he.

15

The idols of the nations

of silver are and gold,
And by the hands of men is made
their fashion and mold.

16

Mouthes have they, but they do not speak;

eyes, but they do not see:

17

Ears have they, but hear not, and in

their mouthes no breathing be,

18

Their makers are like them, so are

all that on them rely.

19

O Israels house, blesse God; blesse God

O Aarons family.

20

O blesse the Lord of Levies house

ye who his servants are;
And blesse the holy Name of God
all ye the Lord that fear.

21

And blessed be the Lord our God,

from Zions holy hill,
Who dwelleth at Jerusalem.
The Lord O praise ye still.

PSAL. CXXXVI.

[1]

Give thanks to God, for good is he:

for mercy hath he ever.

2

Thanks to the God of gods give ye:

for his grace faileth never.

3

Thanks give the Lord of lords unto

for mercy hath he ever.

4

Who only wonders great can do:

for his grace faileth never.

5

Who by his wisdom made heav'ns high

for mercy He hath ever.

6

Who stretcht the earth above the sea

for his grace faileth never.

7

To him that made the great light shine

for mercy he hath ever.

8

The Sun to rule till day decline:

for his grace faileth never.

9

The moon & stars to rule by night,

for mercy hath he ever.

10

Who Ægypts first-born kill'd outright

for his grace faileth never.

11

And Israel brought from Egypt land

for mercy hath he ever.

12

With stretcht out arm, & with strong hand

for his grace faileth never.

13

By whom the Red-sea parted was;

formercy hath he ever.

14

And through its midst made Israel pass

for his grace faileth never:

15

But Pharaoh, & his host did drown:

for mercy hath he ever:

16

Who through the desert led his own

for his grace faileth never.

17

To him great Kings who overthrew

for he hath mercy ever.

18

Yea, famous Kings in battel slew

for his grace faileth never.

19

Ev'n Sihon King of Amorites:

for he hath mercy ever.

20

And Og the King of Bashanites:

for his grace faileth never.

21

Their land in heritage to have,

(for mercy he hath ever)

22

His servant Israel right he gave;

for his grace faileth never.

23

In our lowstate who on us thought:

for he hath mercy ever.

24

And from our foes our freedom wrought

for his grace faileth never.

25

Who doth al flesh with food relieve

for he hath mercy ever.

26

Thanks to the God of heaven give:

for his grace faileth never.

Another of the same.

[Praise God, for he is kinde]

Praise God, for he is kinde,
his mercy lasts for ay.

2

Give thanks with heart and minde

To God of gods alway:
For certainly
His mercies dure
Most firm and sure
Eternally.

3

The Lord of lords praise ye,

Whose mercies stil endure.

4

Great wonders only he

Doth work by his great pow'r:
For certainly, &c.

5

Which God Omnipotent,

By might and wisdom hie,
The heav'n and firmament

7

Did frame, as we may see:

For certainly, &c.

6

To him who did outstretch

This earth so great and wide,
Above the waters reach
Making it to abide:
For certainly, &c.

7

Great Lights he made to be,

For his grace lasteth ay:

8

Such as the Sun we see

To rule the lightsome day:
For certainly, &c.

9

Also the Moon so clear,

Which shineth in our sight,
The stars that do appear,
To guide the darksom night:
For certainly, &c.

10

To him that Egypt smote,

Who did his message scorn:
And in his anger hot
Did kil all their first born:
For certainly, &c.

11

Thence Israel out he brought:

For his grace lasteth ever.

12

With a strong hand he wrought,

And stretch out arm deliver:
For certainly, &c.

13

The sea he cut in two;

For his grace lasteth stil.

14

And through its midst to go

Made his own Israel:
For certainly, &c.

15

But overwhelm'd and lost

Was proud King Pharao,
With all his mighty host,
And chariots there also:
For certainly, &c.

16

To him who powerfully

His chosen people led,
Ev'n through the desert dry,
And in that place them fed:
For certainly, &c.

17

To Him great Kings who smote:

For his grace hath no bound.

18

Who slew and spared not

Kings famous and renown'd:
For certainly, &c.

19

Sihon th'Amorites King:

For his grace lasteth ever.

20

Og also who did reign

The land of Bashan over:
For certainly, &c.

21

Their land by lot he gave,

For his grace faileth never,

22

That Israel might it have,

In heritage for ever:
For certainly, &c.

23

Who hath remembered



Us, in our low estate;

24

And us delivered

From foes who did us hate:
For certainly, &c.

25

Who to all flesh gives food:

For his grace faileth never

26

Give thanks to God most good,

The God of heav'n for ever:
For certainly, &c.

PSAL. CXXXVII.

[1]

By Babels streams we sate & wept,

when Zion we thought on.

2

In midst thereof we hangd our harps

the willow trees upon.

3

For there a song required they

who did us captive bring;
Our spoilers call'd for mirth, & said,
A song of Zion sing.

4

O how the Lords song shall we sing

within a torrain land?

5

If thee Jerusalem I forget,

skill part from my right hand.

6

My tongue to my mouths roof let cleave

if I do thee forget
Jerusalem, and thee above
my chief joy do not set.

7

Remember Edoms children, Lord,

who in Jerusalems day,
Ev'n unto its foundation
raze, raze it quite, did say.

8

O daughter thou of Babylon,

near to destruction,
Blest shal he be that thee rewards,
as thou to us hast done.

9

Yea, happy surely shal he be,

thy tender little ones
Who shall lay hold upon, and them
shal dash against the stones.

PSAL. CXXXVIII.

[1]

Thee will I praise wth all my heart,

I will sing praise to thee

2

Before the gods: And worship will

toward thy sanctuarie.
I'le praise thy Name, ev'n for thy truth,
and kindnesse of thy love:
For thou thy word hast magnifi'd
all thy great Name above.

3

Thou didst me answer in the day

when I to thee did cry:
And thou my fainting soul wth strēgth
didst strengthen inwardly

4

All Kings upon the earth that are,

shall give thee praise, O Lord,
When as they frō thy mouth shal hear
thy true and faithful word.

5

Yea, in the righteous wayes of God

with gladnesse they shall sing:
For greats the Glory of the Lord,
who doth for ever reign.

6

Though God be hie, yet he respects

all those that lowly be;
Whereas the proud and lofty ones
afar oft knoweth He.

7

Though I in midst of trouble walk,

I life from thee shall have,
'Gainst my foes wrath tho'lt stretch thine hand,
thy right hand shall me save.

8

Surely that which concerneth me,

The Lord will perfect make:
Lord, still thy mercy lasts, do not
thine own hands, works forsake.

PSAL. CXXXIX.

[1]

O Lord, thou hast me search'd & known

2

Thou knowst my sitting down,

And rising up; yea, all my thoughts
afar to thee are known.

3

My footsteps, and my lying down

thou compassest alwayes.
Thou also most intirely art
acquaint with all my wayes.

4

For in my tongue, before I speak,

not any word can be,
But altogether, lo, O Lord,
it is wel known to thee,

5

Behinde, before, thou hast beset,

and laid on me thine hand.

6

Such knowledge is too strange for me,

too high to understand.

7

From thy sp'rit whither shal I go?

or from thy presence fly?

8

Ascend I heav'n, lo, thou art there;

there, if in hel I ly.

9

Take I the mornings wings, & dwel

in utmost parts of sea:

10

Ev'n there, Lord, shal thy hand me lead,

thy right hand hold shal me.

11

If I do say, that darknesse shal

me cover from thy sight,
Then surely shal the very night
about me be as light.

12

Yea, darknesse hideth not from thee

but night doth shine as day:
To thee the darknesse and the light
are both alike alway,

13

For thou possessed hast my reins,

and thou hast covered me,
When I within my mothers womb
inclosed was by thee,

14

Thee wil I praise, for fearfully

and strangely made I am;
Thy works are marvelous, & rightwel
my soul doth know the same.

15

My substance was not hid frō thee

when as in secret I
Was made, and in earths lowest parts
was wrought most curiously.

16

Thine eyes my substance did behold

yet being unperfite,
And in the volumn of thy book
my members all were writ,
Which after in continuance
were fashion'd every one,
When as they yet all shapelesse were,
and of them there was none,

17

How precious also are thy thoughts

O gracious God, to me?
And in their summe how passing great
and number lesse they be:

18

If I should count them, then the, sand

they more in number be:
What time soever I awake,
I ever am with thee.

19

Thou, Lord, wilt lure the wicked slay:

hence from me bloudy men.

20

Thy foes against thee, lewdly speak,

and take thy Name in vain.

21

Do not I hate all those, O Lord

that hatred bear to thee?
With those that up against thee rise
can I but grieved be?

22

With perfect hatred them I hate,

my foes I them do hold.

23

Search me, O God, and know my heart

try me, my thoughts unfold:

24

And see if any wicked way

there be at all in me;
And in thine everlasting way
to me a leader be.

PSAL. CXL.

[1]

Lord, from the illand froward mān

give me deliverance,
And do thou safe preserve me, from
the man of violence.

2

Who in their heart mischievous

are meditating ever;
And they for war assembled are things
continually together.

3

Much like unto a serpents tongue

their tongues they sharp do make;
And underneath their lips there lyes
the poyson of a snake.

4

Lord, keep me frō the wickeds hands

from violent men me save;
Who, utterly to overthrow
my goings, purpos'd have.

5

The proud for me a snare have hid,

and cords, yea they a net
Have by the way side for me spread,
they grins for me have set.

6

I said unto the Lord, thou art

my God: unto the cry
Of all my supplications,
Lord do thine ear apply.

7

O God the Lord, who art the strength

of my salvation,
A covering in the day of war
my head thou hast put on.

8

Unto the wicked man, O Lord,

his wishes do not grant,
Nor further thou his ill device,


lest they themselves should vaunt.

9

As for the head and chief of those

about that compasse me,
Ev'n by the mischief of their lips
let thou them covered be.

10

Let burning coals upon them fall,

them throw in fiery flame,
And in deep pits, that they no more
may rise out of the same.

11

Let not an evill-speaker be

on earth established:
Mischief shall hunt the violent man
till he be ruined.

12

I know God will th'afflicteds cause

maintain, and poor mens right.

13

Surely the just shal praise thy Name

th'upright dwell in thy sight.

PSAL. CXLI.

[1]

O Lord, I unto thee do cry,

do thou make haste to me,
And give an ear unto my voice,
when I cry unto thee.

2

As incense let my prayer be

directed in thine eyes;
And the uplifting of my hands
as th'ev'ning sacrifice.

3

Set, Lord, a watch before my mouth,

keep of my lips the door.

4

My heart incline thou not unto

the ills I should abhor.
To practise wicked works with men
that work iniquitie:
And with their delicates my taste
let me not satisfie.

5

Let him that righteous is me smite,

it shall a kindnesse be;
Let him reprove, I shall it count
a precious oyl to me:
Such smiting shal not break my head:
for yet the time shall fall,
When I in their calamities
to God pray for them shall:

6

When as their Judges down shal be

in stony places cast,
Thē shal they hear my words, for they
shal sweet be to their taste.

7

About the graves devouring mouth

our bones are scattered round,
As wood, which men do cut & cleave,
lyes scattered on the ground.

8

But unto thee, O God the Lord,

mine eyes uplifted be:
My soul do not leave destitute,
my trust is set on thee.

9

Lord, keep me safely from the snare,

which they for me prepare,
And from the subtile grinnes of them
that wicked workers are.

10

Let workers of iniquity

into their own nets fail,
Whilst I do by thine help escape
the danger of them all.

PSAL. CXLII.

[1]

I with my voice cry'd to the Lord,

with it made my request:

2

Pour'd out to Him my plaint, to him

my trouble I exprest.

3

When in me was o'rewhelm'd my spirit,

then well thou knew'st my way:
Where I did walk, a snare for me
they privily did lay.

4

I look'd on my right hand, & view'd

but none to know me were;
All refuge failed me, no man
did for my soul take care.

5

I cry'd to thee, I said, Thou art

my refuge, Lord, alone,
And in the land of those that live
thou art my portion.

6

Because I am brought very low,

attend unto my cry;
Me from my persecuters save,
who stronger are then I.

7

From prison bring my soul, that I

thy Name may glorify:
The just shal compasse me, when thou
with me dealst bounteously.

PSAL. CXLIII.

[1]

Lord, hear my pray'r, attend my suits

and in thy faithfulnesse
Give thou an answer unto me,
and in thy righteousnesse.

2

Thy servant also bring thou not

in judgement to be try'd;
Because no living man can be
in thy fight justifi'd,

3

For th'enemy hath pursu'd my soul,

my life to ground down tread:
In darknesse he hath made me dwel,
as who have long been dead.

4

My spirit is therefore overwhelm'd

in me perplexedly;
Within me is my very heart
amazed wondrously.

5

I cal to minde the dayes of old,

to meditate I use
On all thy works; upon the deeds
I, of thy hands, doe muse.

6

My hands to thee I stretch: my soul

thirsts as dry land, for thee.

7

Hast, Lord, to hear, my spirit fails,

hide not thy face from me:
Lest like to them I do become,
that go down to the dust.

8

At morn let me thy kindnesse hear,

for in thee do I trust.
Teach me the way that I should walk,
I lift my soul to thee.

9

Lord, free me from my foes, I fly

to thee, to cover mee.

10

Because thou art my God, to do

thy wil do me instruct:
Thy spirit is good, me to the land
of uprightnesse conduct.

11

Revive and quicken me, O Lord,

ev'n for thine own Names sake:
And do thou, for thy righteousnesse,
my soul from trouble take.

12

And of thy mercy slay my foes;

let all destroyed be
That do afflict my soul, for I
a servant am to thee.

Another of the same.

[Oh, hear my prayer Lord]

Oh, hear my prayer Lord,
And unto my desire
To bow thine ear accord,
I humbly, thee require:
And, in thy faithfulnesse,
Unto me answer make,
And in thy righteousnesse
Upon me pity take.

2

In judgement enter not

With me thy servant poor:
For why, this wel I wot,
Nor sinner can endure
The sight of thee, O God,
If thou his deeds shalt try,
He dare make none abode
Himself to justifie.

3

Behold the cruel foe

Me persecutes with spite,
My soul to overthrow:
Yea, he my life down quite
Unto the ground hath smote,
And made me dwel ful low
In darknesse, as forgot,
Or men dead long ago.

4

Therefore my spirit much vext

O'rewhelm'd is me within;
My heart right sore perplext,
And desolate hath bin.

5

Yet I do call to mind

What ancient dayes record,
Thy works of every kinde
I think upon, O Lord.

6

Lo, I do stretch my hands

To thee my help alone,
For thou well understands
All my compliant and mone:
My thristing soul desires,
And longeth after thee,
As thirsty ground requirs;
With rain refresht to be.

7

Lord, let my prayer prevail,

To answer it make speed,
For lo, my sp'rit doth fail;
Hide not thy face in need,
Lest I be like to those.


That do in darknesse sit,
Or him that downward goes
Into the dreadful pit.

8

Because I trust in thee,

O Lord, cause me to hear
Thy loving kindnesse free,
When mourning doth appear:
Cause me to know the way
Wherein my path should be,
For why my soul on hie:
I do lift up to thee.

9

From my fierce enemie

In safetie do me guide,
Because I fly to thee,
Lord, that thou mayst me hide.

10

My God alone art thou,

Teach me thy righteousnesse:
Thy sp'rit's good, lead me to
the land of uprightnesse.

11

O Lord for thy Names sake,

be pleas'd to quicken me:
And for thy truth, forth take
My soul from miserie.

12

And of thy grace destroy

My foes, and put to shame
All who my soul annoy:
For I thy servant am.

PSAL. CXLIV.

[1]

O blessed ever be the Lord,

who is my strength and might,
Who doth instruct my hands to war,
my fingers teach to fight.

2

My goodnesse, fortresse, my high tow'r

deliverer and shield,
In whom I trust; who under me
my people makes to yeeld.

3

Lord, what is man, that thou of him

dost so much knowledge take?
Or son of man, that thou of him
so great account dost make?

4

Man is like vanity: his dayes,

as shadows, passe away.

5

Lord, bow thy heav'ns come down, touch thou

the hils, and smoke shal they.

6

Cast forth thy lightning, scatter them

thine arrows shoot, them rout.

7

Thine hand send frō above, me save,

from great depths draw me out:
And from the hand of children strange

8

Whose mouth speaks vanity:

And their right hand is a right hand
that works deceitfully.

9

A new song I to thee wil sing,

Lord, on a psalterie;
I, on a ten-string'd instrument,
wil praises sing to thee.

10

Ev'n he it is, that unto Kings

salvation doth send:
Who his own servant David doth
from hurtful sword defend.

11

O free me frō strange childrens hand

whose mouth speaks vanity;
And their right hand a right hand is,
that works deceitfully.

12

That as the plants our sons may be

in youth grown up that are;
Our daughters like to corner stones
crav'd like a palace fair.

13

That to afford all kinde of store

our garners may be fil'd;
That our sheep thousands in our streets
ten thousands they may yeeld.

14

That strong our oxen be for work,

that no in breaking be,
Nor going out, and that our streets
may from complaints be free.

15

Those people blessed are, who be

in such a case as this:
Yea, blessed all those people are,
whose God JEHOVAH is.

PSAL. CXLV.

[1]

I'le thee extol, my God, O King,

I'le blesse thy name alwayes:

22

Thee wil I blesse each day, and wil

thy Name for ever praise.

3

Great is the Lord, much to be prais'd

his greatnesse search exceeds,

4

Race unto race shal praise thy works,

and show thy mighty deeds.

5

I of thy glorious Majesty

the honour wil record,
I'le speak of all thy mighty works
which wondrous are, O Lord.

6

Men of thine acts, ye might shal show,

thine acts, that dreadful are:
And I, thy Glory to advance,
thy greatnesse wil declare.

7

The memory of thy goodnesse great

they largely shal expresse:
With songs of praise they shal extol
thy perfect righteousnesse.

8

The Lord is very gracious,

in him compassions flow,
In mercy he is very great,
and is to anger slow.

9

The Lord JEHOVAH unto all

his goodnesse doth declare:
And over all his other works
his tender mercies are,

10

Thee all thy works shal praise, O Lord,

and thee thy saints shal blesse.

11

They shal thy Kingdoms glory show

thy pow'r by speech expresse.

12

To make the sons of men to know

His acts done mightily,
And of his Kingdom th'excellent
and glorious Majesty

13

Thy Kingdom shal for ever stand,

thy reign through ages all.

14

God raiseth al that are bow'd down

upholdeth all that fal.

15

The eyes of al things wait on thee,

the giver of all good,
And thou in time convenient
bestows on them their food.

16

Thy hand thou openest liberally,

and of thy bounty gives
Enough to satisfie the need
of every thing that lives.

17

The Lord is just in all his wayes,

holy in his works all.

18

God's near to all that cal on him,

in truth that on him cal.

19

He wil accomplish the desire

of those that do him fear:
He also wil deliver them,
and he their cry wil hear.

20

The Lord preserves all who him love,

that nought can them annoy:
But he all those that wicked are
will utterly destroy.

21

My mouth the praises of the Lord

to publish, cease shal never:
Let all flesh blesse his holy Name
for ever and for ever.

Another of the same.

[O Lord, that art my God and King]

O Lord, that art my God and King
Thee wil I magnifie and praise!
I wil thee blesse, and gladly sing
Unto thy holy Name alwayes

2

Each day I rise, I wil thee blesse,

And praise thy Name time without end

3

Much to be prais'd, and great God is

His Greatness none can comprehend

4

Race shal thy works praise unto race

The mighty acts show, done by thee

5

I wil speak of the glorious grace,

And honour of thy Majestie:
Thy wondrous works I wil record.

6

By men the Might shal be extold

Of all thy dreadful acts, O Lord:
And I thy greatnesse wil unfold.

7

They utter shal abundantly

The memory of thy goodnesse great
And shal sing praises cheerefully,
Whilst they thy righteousnes relate,

8

The Lord our God is gracious,

Compassionate is he also,
In mercy he is plentious,
But unto wrath and anger slow.

9

Good unto all men is the Lord

O're all his works his mercy is.

10

Thy works all praise to thee afford

Thy saints O Lord, thy Name shal bless

11

The glory of thy Kingdom show

Shal they, and of thy power tel

12

That so mens sons his deeds may know

His Kingdoms grace that doth excel.


13

Thy Kingdom hath none end at all,

It doth through ages all remain.

14

The Lord upholdeth all that fal,

The cast-down raiseth up again.

15

The eyes of all things, Lord, attend,

And on thee wait, that here do live:
And thou in season due dost send
Sufficient tood them to relieve.

16

Yea, thou thine hand dost open wide

And every thing dost satisfie,
That lives, and doth on earth abide,
Of thy great liberalitie.

17

The Lord is just in his wayes all,

And holy in his works each one.

18

He's near to all that on him cal,

Who cal in truth on him alone.

19

God wil the just desire fulfil

of such as do him fear and dread:
Their cry regard, and hear he wil,
And save them in the time of need

20

The Lord preserves al, more & lesse

That bear to him a loving heart:
But workers all of wickednesse
Destroy wil he, and clean subvert.
Therfore my mouth & lips I'le frame
To speak the praises of the Lord:
To magnifie this holy Name
For ever let all flesh accord.

PSAL. CXLVI.

[1]

Praise God: the Lord praise, O my soul

2

I'le praise God while I live.

While I have being, to my God
in songs I'le praises give.

3

Trust not in Princes, nor mans son,

in whom there is no stay:

4

His breath departs, to's earth he turns

that day his thoughts decay.

5

O happy is that man, and blest,

whom Jacobs God doth aid,
Whose hope upon the Lord doth rest,
and on his God is staid.

6

Who made the earth & heavens high

who made the swelling deep,
And all that is within the same:
who truth doth ever keep:

7

Who righteous judgement executes

for those opprest that be;
Who to the hungry giveth food,
God sets the prisoners free.

8

The Lord doth give the blinde their sight,

the bowed down doth raise:
The Lord doth dearly love all those
that walk in upright wayes.

9

The strangers shield, the widows stay

the orphans help is he
But yet by him the wickeds way
turn upside-down shal be.

10

The Lord shal reign for evermore,

thy God, O Zion, he
Reigns to all generations.
Praise to the Lord give ye.

PSAL. CXLVII.

[1]

Praise ye the Lord: for it is good

praise to our God to sing:
For it is pleasant, and to praise
it is a comely thing.

2

God doth build up Jerusalem;

and he it is alone
That the disperst of Israel
doth gather into one.

3

Those, that are broken in their hearts

and grieved in their mindes,
He healeth, and their painful wounds
he tenderly up-bindes.

4

He counts the number of the stars,

he names them every one.

5

Great is our Lord, & of great power:

his wisdom search can none.

6

The Lord lifts up the meek, & casts

the wicked to the ground.

7

Sing to the Lord, & give him thanks

on harp his praises sound:

8

Who covereth the heaven with clouds

who for the earth below
Prepareth rain, who maketh grasse
upon the mountains grow.

9

He gives the beast his food, he feeds

the ravens young, that cry.

10

His pleasure not in horses strength

nor in mans legs doth ly:

11

But in all those, that do him fear,

the Lord doth pleasure take,
In those that to his mercy do
by hope themselves betake.

11

The Lord praise, O Jerusalem;

Zion, thy God confesse:

13

For thy gates bars he maketh strong

thy sons in thee doth blesse.

14

He in thy borders maketh peace:

with fine wheat filleth thee.

15

he sends forth his command on earth

his words runs speedilie.

16

Hoar frost like ashes, scattereth he:

like wool he snow doth give:

17

Like morsels casteth forth his yee;

who in its cold can live?

18

He sendeth forth his mighty word,

and melteth them again:
His winds he makes to blow, and then
the waters flow amain.

19

The doctrine of his holy word

to Jacob he doth show;
His statutes and his judgements he
gives Israel to know.

20

To any nation never he

such favour did afford:
For they his judgemēts have not known
O do ye praise the Lord.

PSAL. CXLVIII.

[1]

Praise God. From heavens praise the Lord,

in heights praise to him be.

2

All ye his Angels praise ye him,

his hosts all praise him ye.

3

O praise ye him both Sun and Moon

praise him all stars of light.

4

Ye heav'ns of heav'ns him praise, & flouds

above the heavens height.

5

Let all the creatures praise the Name

of our Almighty Lord:
For he commanded, and they were
created by his word.

6

He, also, for all times to come,

hath them establisht sure:
He hath appointed them a Law,
which ever shal endure.

7

Praise ye Jehovah from the earth,

dragons, and every deep:

8

Fire, hail, snow, vapour, stormy winde

his word that fully keep.

9

All hils & mountains, fruitful trees

and all ye cedars hy.

10

Beasts, & all cattel, creeping things

and all ye birds that fly.

11

Kings of the earth, all nations,

Princes, earths judges all.

12

Both young men, yea, & maidens too,

old men, and children smal.

13

Let them Gods Name praise: for his Name

alone is excellent:
His glory reacheth far above
the earth, and firmament.

14

His peoples horn, The praise of all

his saints exalteth he.
Ev'n Israels seed, a people near
to him the Lord praise ye.

Another of the same.

[The Lord of heav'n confesse]

The Lord of heav'n confesse,
On high his glories raise.

2

Him let all Angels blesse,

Him all his armies praise.

3

Him glorifie

Sun, Moon, and Stars:

4

Ye higher Spheres,

And cloudie sky.

5

From God your beings are,

Him therefore famous make:
You all created were,
When he the word but spake

6

And from that place,

Where fixt you be
By his decree
You cannot passe.

7

Praise God from earth below,

Ye dragons and ye deeps:

8

Fire, hail, clouds, winde and snow,

Whom in command he keeps.

9

Praise ye his Name

Hills great and small,


Trees low and tall:

10

Beasts wilde and tame.

All things that creep or fly:

11

Ye Kings, ye vulgar throng,

All Princes mean or hie.

12

Both men and virgins young,

Ev'n young and old,

13

Exalt his Name,

For much his fame
Should be extold.
O let Gods Name be prais'd
Above both earth and sky:

14

For he his saints hath rais'd,

And set their horn on by;
Ev'n those that be
Of Israels race
Near to his grace.
The Lord praise ye.

PSAL. CXLIX.

[1]

Praise ye the Lord: unto him sing

a new song, and his praise
In the assembly of his saints
in sweet Psalms do ye raise.

2

Let Israel in his maker joy,

and to him praises sing:
Let all, that Zions children are.
be joyful in their King.

3

O let them unto his great Name

give praises in the dance:
Let them with timbrel and with harp
in songs his praise advance.
For God doth pleasure take in those
that his own people be:
And he with his salvation
the meek will beautifie.

5

And in his glory excellent

let all his saints rejoyce:
Let them to him upon their beds
aloud lift up their voice.

6

Let in their mouth aloft be rais'd

the high praise of the Lord,
And let them have in their righthand
a sharp two-edged sword:

7

To execute the vengeance due

upon the heathen all,
And make deserved punishment
upon the people fall.

8

And ev'n with chains, as prisoners, binde

their Kings that them command,
Yea, and with iron fetters strong
the nobles of their land.

9

On them the judgement to perform

found written in his word:
This honour is to all his saints.
O do ye praise the Lord.

PSAL. CL.

[1]

Praise ye the Lord: Gods praise, within

his Sanctuary, raise:
And to him in the firmament
of his pow'r give ye praise.

2

Because of all his mighty acts

with praise him magnifie:
O praise him, as he doth excel
in glorious Majestie.

3

Praise him wth Trumpets sound, his praise

with Psaltery advance:

4

With Timbrel, harp, string'd instruments

and Organs, in the dance

5

Praise him on Cymbels loud, him praise

on Cymbals sounding hie.

6

Let each thing breathing praise the Lord

Praise to the Lord give ye.
FINIS.