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Psalme. LVI.
The Argument.
This prayth to God as innocent,Agaynst his foes so mad:
As Christ though pure: the Iewes dyd shent,
Yet he reioyceth full glad.
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Haue mercy God: on me I pray,for man will treade me downe:
His fierce assaut: from day to day,
would make my hart to sowne.
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To swalowe me: my foes entend,as daily bent they lygh:
Full many one: do war extend,
on me, O thou most high.
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But euer when: such feares inuade,my hart, to make me flee:
I trust yet well, therout to wade,
my fayth so cleauth to thee.
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Prayse God I wyll: and trust hys worde,what hys good hand doth send:
I feare not fleshe: hys spyte and sworde,
to God my trust shall bend.
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For daily me: they do depraue,both what I do and say:
In hart and tonge: at me they raue,
and me to harme they lay.
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They flocke on me: and priuely,conspyrde they haue in stealth:
They wayte my wayes: my steps to stye,
to stroy my soule and wealth.
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They put theyr hope: by guilefulnes,and craft, to scape away:
Yet once O God: thou wylt them stres,
in ire, for all theyr stray.
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Thou seest my flightes: and often feares,thou markst them all full out:
Wythin thy bottell put my teares,
the booke them noteth no dout?
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As oft as I: do call on thee,my foes then take theyr slight:
Therby my hart: doth full agree,
that God for me doth fight.
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Of thys my God: for promyse iust,I wyll hym laude and prayse:
God wyll I prayse: and all my trust,
in hym I set alwayes.
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On God I haue: me whole bestowde,a tyme though I be thrall:
What flesh can do: though all beshrowd,
I feare no whit at all.
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Now fit for me: my vowes to pay,to God they be so hyght:
And hym due laudes: to sing by day,
and thankes in open sight.
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For thou my soule: hast ryd from death,from fall thou keepst my feete:
To walke in lyght: whyle lyfe hath breath,
before my God so sweete.
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