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. XXXV.
Plead, Lord, wth those that plead, and fight
with those that fight wth me.
Of shield & buckler take thou hold,
stand up mine help to be,
Draw also out the spear, and do
against them stop the way,
That me persue: unto my soul,
I'm thy salvation, say.
with those that fight wth me.
Of shield & buckler take thou hold,
stand up mine help to be,
Draw also out the spear, and do
against them stop the way,
That me persue: unto my soul,
I'm thy salvation, say.
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.
Let them be like unto the chaff,
that flies before the winde:
And let the angel of the Lord
pursue them hard behinde.
that for my soul have sought:
Who plot my hurt, turn'd back be they
and to confusion brought.
Let them be like unto the chaff,
that flies before the winde:
And let the angel of the Lord
pursue them hard behinde.
With darknes cover thou their way,
and let it slipperie prove,
And let the angel of the Lord
pursue them from above.
For, without cause have they for me
their net hid in a pit,
They also have without a cause,
for my soul digged it.
and let it slipperie prove,
And let the angel of the Lord
pursue them from above.
For, without cause have they for me
their net hid in a pit,
They also have without a cause,
for my soul digged it.
Let ruine seise him unawares,
his net he hid withal
Himself let catch: and in the same
destruction let him fall.
My soul in God shal joy: and glad
in his salvation be.
And all my bones shal say, O Lord,
who is like unto thee,
his net he hid withal
Himself let catch: and in the same
destruction let him fall.
My soul in God shal joy: and glad
in his salvation be.
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?
False witnesses rose; to my charge
things I not knew they laid.
They, to the spoiling of my soul,
me ill for good repay'd.
that is for him too strong;
The poor and needy from the man
that spoils and does him wrong?
False witnesses rose; to my charge
things I not knew they laid.
They, to the spoiling of my soul,
me ill for good repay'd.
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,
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.
in sackcloth sad I mourn'd:
My humbled soul did fast, my pray'r
into my bosome turn'd,
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.
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.
With mocking hypocrites, at feasts
they gnasht their teeth at me.
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.
With mocking hypocrites, at feasts
they gnasht their teeth at me.
How long, Lord, lookst thou on? frō those
destructions they intend,
Rescue my soul, from lions young,
my darling do defend.
I wil give thanks to thee, O Lord,
within th'assembly great:
And, where much people gathered are,
thy praises forth wil set.
destructions they intend,
Rescue my soul, from lions young,
my darling do defend.
I wil give thanks to thee, O Lord,
within th'assembly great:
And, where much people gathered are,
thy praises forth wil set.
Let not my wrongful enemies
proudly rejoyce ov'r me:
Nor, who me hate without a cause,
let them wink with the eye.
For peace they do not speak at all:
but craftie plots prepare
Against all those within the land,
that meek and quiet are.
proudly rejoyce ov'r me:
Nor, who me hate without a cause,
let them wink with the eye.
For peace they do not speak at all:
but craftie plots prepare
Against all those within the land,
that meek and quiet are.
With mouths set wide, they 'gainst me said,
Ha, ha, our eye doth see.
Lord, thou hast seen, hold not thy peace:
Lord, be not far from me
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.
Ha, ha, our eye doth see.
Lord, thou hast seen, hold not thy peace:
Lord, be not far from me
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.
O Lord my God, do thou me judge
after thy righteousnes,
And let them not their joy 'gainst me
triumphantly expresse.
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.
after thy righteousnes,
And let them not their joy 'gainst me
triumphantly expresse.
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.
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.
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.
that at my hurt are glad:
Let those against me that do boast,
with shame and scorn be clad.
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.
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