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. XLIV.
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.
Thy hand did drive the Heathen out,
and plant them in their place;
Thou didst afflict the nations,
but them thou didst encrease.
our fathers have us told,
What works thou in their dayes hadst done,
ev'n in the dayes of old.
Thy hand did drive the Heathen out,
and plant them in their place;
Thou didst afflict the nations,
but them thou didst encrease.
For neither got their sword the land
nor did their arm them save:
But thy right hand, arm, countenance;
for, thou them favour gave.
Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord
deliverances command
Through thee, we shall push down our foes
that do against us stand:
nor did their arm them save:
But thy right hand, arm, countenance;
for, thou them favour gave.
Thou art my King: for Jacob, Lord
deliverances command
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.
For in my bow I shal not trust,
nor shall my sword me save.
But, from our foes thou hast us sav'd
our haters put to shame.
In God we all the day do boast,
and ever praise thy Name.
that risen against us have.
For in my bow I shal not trust,
nor shall my sword me save.
But, from our foes thou hast us sav'd
our haters put to shame.
In God we all the day do boast,
and ever praise thy Name.
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.
Thou mak'st us from the enemie,
faint-hearted, to turn back:
And they, who hate us, for themselves
our spoils away do take.
and us thou purst to shame;
And, when our armies do go forth,
thou go'st not with the same.
Thou mak'st us from the enemie,
faint-hearted, to turn back:
And they, who hate us, for themselves
our spoils away do take.
Like sheep for meat thou gavest us:
'mong Heathen cast we be.
Thou didst for nought thy people sell,
their price enrich'd not thee.
Thou mak'st us a reproach to be
unto our neighbours near;
Derision, and a scorn to them
that round about us are.
'mong Heathen cast we be.
Thou didst for nought thy people sell,
their price enrich'd not thee.
Thou mak'st us a reproach to be
unto our neighbours near;
Derision, and a scorn to them
that round about us are.
A by-word also thou dost us
among the Heathen make:
The people, in contempt and spite,
at us their heads do shake.
Before me my confusion
continually abides;
And, of my bashfull countenance,
the shame me ever hides.
among the Heathen make:
The people, in contempt and spite,
at us their heads do shake.
Before me my confusion
continually abides;
And, of my bashfull countenance,
the shame me ever hides.
For voice of him that doth reproach,
and speaketh blasphemie:
By reason of th'avenging foe,
and cruell enemie.
All this is come on us; yet we.
have not forgotten thee,
Nor falsely in thy Covenant
behav'd our selves have we.
and speaketh blasphemie:
By reason of th'avenging foe,
and cruell enemie.
All this is come on us; yet we.
have not forgotten thee,
Nor falsely in thy Covenant
behav'd our selves have we.
Back from thy way our heart not turn'd:
our steps no straying made:
Though us thou breakst in dragons place,
& coverest with deaths shade
If we Gods Name forgot, or streacht:
to a strange god our hands:
Shal not God search this out? for he
hearts secrets understands.
our steps no straying made:
Though us thou breakst in dragons place,
& coverest with deaths shade
If we Gods Name forgot, or streacht:
to a strange god our hands:
Shal not God search this out? for he
hearts secrets understands.
Yea, for thy sake, we're kill'd all day
counted as slaughter sheep.
Rise, Lord, cast us not ever off,
awake, why dost thou sleep
O wherefore hidest thou thy face?
forgetst our case distrest,
And our oppression? For our soul
is to the dust down prest;
counted as slaughter sheep.
Rise, Lord, cast us not ever off,
awake, why dost thou sleep
O wherefore hidest thou thy face?
forgetst our case distrest,
And our oppression? For our soul
is to the dust down prest;
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