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. CXXXII.
David, and his afflictions all,
Lord, do thou think upon:
How unto God he sware, & vow'd
to Jacobs mightie One.
I wil not come within my house,
nor rest in bed at all:
Nor shal mine eyes take any sleep,
nor eye-lids slumber shal,
Lord, do thou think upon:
How unto God he sware, & vow'd
to Jacobs mightie One.
I wil not come within my house,
nor rest in bed at all:
Nor shal mine eyes take any sleep,
nor eye-lids slumber shal,
Til for the Lord a place I finde,
where he may make abode:
A place of habitation
for Jacobs mightie God.
Lo, at the place of Ephratah
of it we understood:
And we did finde it in the fields
and city of the wood.
where he may make abode:
A place of habitation
for Jacobs mightie God.
Lo, at the place of Ephratah
of it we understood:
And we did finde it in the fields
and city of the wood.
We'l go into his Tabernacles,
and at his footstool bow.
Arise, O Lord, into thy rest,
th'Ark of thy strength, and thou.
O let thy Priests be cloathed, Lord,
with truth and righteousnesse:
And let all those that are thy saints
shout loud for joyfulnesse.
and at his footstool bow.
Arise, O Lord, into thy rest,
th'Ark of thy strength, and thou.
O let thy Priests be cloathed, Lord,
with truth and righteousnesse:
And let all those that are thy saints
shout loud for joyfulnesse.
Forthine own servant Davids sake,
do not deny thy grace,
Nor of thine own anointed one
turn thou away the face.
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.
do not deny thy grace,
Nor of thine own anointed one
turn thou away the face.
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.
My Covenant if thy sons wil keep
and Lawes to them made known,
Their children then shal also sit
for ever on thy throne.
For God of Zion hath made choise
there he desires to dwel.
This is my rest, here stil I'le stay
for I do like it wel.
and Lawes to them made known,
Their children then shal also sit
for ever on thy throne.
For God of Zion hath made choise
there he desires to dwel.
This is my rest, here stil I'le stay
for I do like it wel.
Her food I'le greatly blesse, her poor
with bread wil satisfie.
Her priests I'le cloathe with health, her saints
shal shout forth joyfullie.
And there wil I make Davids horn
to bud forth pleasantlie:
For him that Mine anointed is,
a lamp ordain'd have I.
with bread wil satisfie.
Her priests I'le cloathe with health, her saints
shal shout forth joyfullie.
And there wil I make Davids horn
to bud forth pleasantlie:
For him that Mine anointed is,
a lamp ordain'd have I.
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