University of Virginia Library

Search this document 
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]

collapse section 
 I. 
 II. 
 III. 
 IV. 
 V. 
 VI. 
  
 VII. 
 VIII. 
 IX. 
 X. 
 XI. 
 XII. 
 XIII. 
 XIV. 
 XV. 
 XVI. 
 XVII. 
 XVIII. 
 XIX. 
 XX. 
 XXI. 
 XXII. 
 XXIII. 
 XXIV. 
 XXV. 
  
 XXVI. 
 XXVII. 
 XXVIII. 
 XXIX. 
 XXX. 
 XXXI. 
 XXXII. 
 XXXIII. 
 XXXIV. 
 XXXV. 
 XXXVI. 
 XXXVII. 
 XXXVIII. 
 XXXIX. 
 XL. 
 XLI. 
 XLII. 
 XLIII. 
 XLIV. 
 XLV. 
  
 XLVI. 
 XLVII. 
 XLVIII. 
 XLIX. 
 L. 
  
 LI. 
 LII. 
 LIII. 
 LIV. 
 LV. 
 LVI. 
 LVII. 
 LVIII. 
 LIX. 
 LX. 
 LXI. 
 LXII. 
 LXIII. 
 LXIV. 
 LXV. 
 LXVI. 
 LXVII. 
  
 LXVIII. 
 LXIX. 
 LXX. 
  
 LXXI. 
 LXXII. 
 LXXIII. 
 LXXIV. 
 LXXV. 
 LXXVI. 
 LXXVII. 
 LXXVIII. 
 LXXIX. 
 LXXX. 
 LXXXI. 
 LXXXII. 
 LXXXIII. 
 LXXXIV. 
 LXXXV. 
 LXXXVI. 
 LXXXVII. 
 LXXXVIII. 
 LXXXIX. 
 XC. 
 XCI. 
 XCII. 
 XCIII. 
 XCIV. 
 XCV. 
 XCVI. 
 XCVII. 
 XCVIII. 
 XCIX. 
 C. 
  
 CI. 
 CII. 
PSAL. CII.
  
 CIII. 
 CIV. 
 CV. 
 CVI. 
 CVII. 
 CVIII. 
 CIX. 
 CX. 
 CXI. 
 CXII. 
 CXIII. 
 CXIV. 
 CXV. 
 CXVI. 
 CXVII. 
 CXVIII. 
 CXIX. 
 CXX. 
 CXXI. 
 CXXII. 
 CXXIII. 
 CXXIV. 
  
 CXXV. 
 CXXVI. 
 CXXVII. 
 CXXVIII. 
 CXXIX. 
 CXXX. 
 CXXXI. 
 CXXXII. 
 CXXXIII. 
 CXXXIV. 
 CXXXV. 
 CXXXVI. 
  
 CXXXVII. 
 CXXXVIII. 
 CXXXIX. 
 CXL. 
 CXLI. 
 CXLII. 
 CXLIII. 
  
 CXLIV. 
 CXLV. 
  
 CXLVI. 
 CXLVII. 
 CXLVIII. 
  
 CXLIX. 
 CL. 

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.