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             The choice and flower of the old Psalms collected by Iohn Hopkins and others and now revised and amended by William Barton ...
             Barton, William, 1598?-1678.
             Hopkins, John, d. 1570.
          
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             1645.
          
           
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       A26722  R34201  (Wing B1000A).  civilwar no The choice and flower of the old Psalms: collected by Iohn Hopkins and others, and now revised and amended, by William Barton Mr. of Arts, a [no entry] 1645    36291 132 0 0 21 0 0 94 D  The  rate of 94 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the D category of texts with between 35 and 100 defects per 10,000 words. 
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           THE
           Choice
           and
           Flower
           OF
           THE
           OLD
           PSALMS
           :
           Collected
           by
           
             Iohn
             Hopkins
          
           and
           others
           ,
           and
           now
           revised
           and
           amended
           ,
           By
           WILLIAM
           BARTON
           Mr.
           of
           Arts
           ,
           and
           Minister
           of
           
             Iohn
             Zecharies
             ,
          
           London
           .
        
         
           
             JAMES
             5.
             13.
             
          
           Is
           any
           merry
           ?
           Let
           him
           sing
           Psalms
           .
        
         
           
             LONDON
             ,
          
           Printed
           by
           
             G.
             Miller
             ;
          
           and
           are
           to
           be
           sold
           (
           alone
           ,
           or
           together
           with
           the
           new
           )
           by
           
             S.
             Gillibrand
             ,
          
           at
           the
           B●asen
           Serp●nt
           in
           Pauls
           Church-yard
           ,
           
             I.
             Kirton
             ,
          
           next
           Goldsmiths
           Hall
           in
           Foster-lane
           ,
           
             Tho
             Vnderhill
             ,
          
           at
           the
           Bible
           in
           Wood
           street
           ,
           and
           
             Stephen
             Bowtell
             ,
          
           at
           the
           signe
           of
           the
           Bible
           in
           Popes
           head
           Alley
           ,
           1645.
           
        
      
       
       
         
           These
           Psalms
           are
           put
           in
           whole
           and
           amended
           .
           1.
           3.
           4.
           5.
           8.
           10.
           11.
           12.
           15.
           25.
           26.
           28.
           30.
           32.
           36.
           39.
           43.
           45.
           46.
           51.
           52.
           63.
           64.
           67.
           79.
           93.
           94.
           100.
           113.
           122.
           128.
           130.
           131.
           146.
           149.
           
        
         
           Choice
           parts
           of
           these
           are
           put
           in
           and
           amended
           .
           7.
           9.
           17.
           18.
           19.
           22.
           27.
           31.
           33.
           34.
           35.
           37.
           40.
           41.
           42.
           49.
           50.
           55.
           56
           ,
           57.
           60.
           61
           62.
           65.
           66.
           68.
           69.
           71.
           73
           74.
           80.
           81.
           84.
           85.
           86.
           88.
           90.
           95.
           96.
           103.
           108.
           116.
           118.
           119.
           132.
           135.
           139.
           143.
           
        
         
           All
           the
           rest
           are
           wholly
           made
           new
           ,
           taking
           in
           almost
           every
           scrap
           of
           the
           old
           that
           is
           truely
           good
           ;
           To
           which
           above
           thirty
           new
           ones
           are
           now
           added
           ,
           viz.
           5.
           6.
           14.
           17.
           23.
           53
           ,
           58.
           70.
           82.
           87.
           88.
           89.
           92.
           95.
           97.
           98.
           110.
           111.
           112.
           113.
           117.
           119.
           121.
           124.
           131.
           133.
           134.
           136.
           147.
           145.
           146.
           147.
           148.
           
        
         
           Of
           which
           many
           go
           in
           the
           famous
           tunes
           of
           the
           51.
           113.
           and
           148.
           
           Psalms
           ,
           and
           Our
           Father
           .
        
         
           And
           there
           is
           not
           one
           bald
           phrase
           or
           ill-favoured
           hysteron
           proteron
           in
           all
           the
           book
           but
           either
           sense
           in
           each
           line
           ,
           or
           the
           grammaticall
           ●
           order
           of
           words
           ,
           the
           most
           acceptable
           and
           〈◊〉
           structure
           of
           English
           poesie
           .
        
      
       
       
         
           TO
           THE
           RIGHT
           WORSHIPFVLL
           Sr.
           JOHN
           WOLLASTON
           ,
           Knight
           and
           Alderman
           of
           the
           Honourable
           City
           of
           London
           .
        
         
           
             Right
             worshipfull
             ,
          
        
         
           SVch
           are
           my
           known
           ingagements
           to
           your self
           ,
           and
           your
           worthy
           and
           vertuous
           Lady
           ,
           that
           all
           men
           may
           justly
           expect
           (
           if
           God
           put
           any
           thing
           into
           my
           hands
           )
           I
           should
           not
           defraud
           you
           of
           the
           honour
           and
           acknowledgements
           which
           I
           owe
           to
           you
           both
           ,
           but
           rejoyce
           to
           expresse
           my
           gratitude
           to
           God
           almighty
           ,
           in
           raising
           up
           to
           me
           such
           speciall
           and
           precious
           friends
           ,
           to
           so
           great
           advantage
           and
           increase
           of
           my
           long-despaired
           health
           ,
           as
           hath
           made
           me
           of
           late
           to
           omit
           complaints
           ,
           and
           many
           to
           wonder
           at
           the
           change
           .
        
         
           Besides
           ,
           Sir
           ,
           your
           own
           cost
           and
           kindnesse
           hath
           been
           ,
           by
           Gods
           blessing
           ,
           the
           onely
           Sun-shine
           to
           ripen
           these
           my
           labours
           ,
           &
           produce
           them
           to
           the
           publike
           ,
           and
           that
           (
           breaking
           thorow
           so
           may
           difficulties
           )
           I
           should
           be
           able
           to
           bring
           them
           to
           this
           perfection
           ,
           that
           at
           least
           they
           are
           usefull
           while
           the
           
           old
           ones
           are
           in
           use
           ,
           for
           35.
           whole
           ones
           of
           these
           and
           many
           parts
           and
           pieces
           of
           the
           rest
           (
           which
           call
           Collects
           )
           are
           (
           verse
           for
           verse
           )
           of
           the
           sam●
           quantity
           with
           the
           old
           ,
           and
           may
           be
           sung
           in
           publike
           ,
           while
           some
           (
           wedded
           to
           custom
           )
           sing
           the
           old
           without
           any
           incongruity
           at
           all
           :
           so
           that
           n●ne
           can
           possibly
           point
           out
           any
           considerable
           psalm
           ,
           or
           par●
           of
           a
           psalm
           ,
           that
           is
           well
           done
           of
           the
           old
           ,
           but
           her●
           it
           is
           to
           be
           found
           ,
           and
           the
           absurdities
           removed
           neither
           is
           any
           thing
           left
           out
           ,
           which
           is
           not
           so
           poor
           and
           imperfect
           ,
           or
           far
           off
           the
           words
           and
           sense
           ,
           a●
           that
           it
           is
           requisite
           to
           be
           made
           wholly
           new
           ,
           or
           i●
           not
           already
           taken
           into
           the
           new
           .
        
         
           Wherefore
           I
           humbly
           present
           it
           as
           a
           token
           of
           my
           thankfulnesse
           ,
           praising
           the
           Lord
           for
           you
           ,
           and
           praying
           the
           Lord
           to
           enrich
           you
           ,
           and
           my
           much
           Honoured
           Lady
           with
           abundance
           of
           heavenly
           forwardnesse
           ,
           faithfulnesse
           ,
           and
           fruitfulnesse
           ,
           which
           may
           be
           summed
           up
           to
           the
           glory
           of
           God
           ,
           and
           furtherance
           of
           our
           account
           in
           the
           day
           of
           Iesus
           Christ
           our
           Lord
           ,
        
         
           Your
           worships
           fervent
           and
           faithfull
           Minister
           ,
           to
           his
           utmost
           ,
           WILLIAM
           BARTON
           .
        
      
       
       
         
           Vpon
           Mr.
           WILLIAM
           BARTONS
           elaborate
           Translation
           of
           the
           sacred
           Book
           of
           PSALMS
           .
        
         
           GO
           book
           ,
           and
           servethy
           Master
           ,
           none
           so
           great
           ,
        
         
           His
           gift
           alone
           did
           make
           thee
           so
           compleat
           :
        
         
           Polish
           the
           fabrick
           of
           reformed
           times
           ,
        
         
           Fresh
           ,
           fair
           and
           fine
           ,
           to
           flourish
           as
           thy
           rimes
           .
        
         
           Lo
           ,
           thou
           hast
           art
           ,
           the
           Learned
           to
           content
           ;
        
         
           To
           please
           the
           curious
           thou
           art
           eloquent
           :
        
         
           Quicknes
           thou
           giv'st
           to
           them
           that
           quicknes
           want
           ,
        
         
           And
           dost
           interpret
           to
           the
           ignorant
           .
        
         
           The
           scrupulous
           thy
           skill
           doth
           satisfie
           ,
        
         
           And
           captious
           carpers
           are
           convinc'd
           thereby
           .
        
         
           Thy
           price
           is
           little
           ,
           but
           thy
           worth
           is
           such
           ,
        
         
           That
           every
           leaf
           deserveth
           twice
           as
           much
           .
        
         
           
             
               
                 So
                 approved
                 by
              
               
                 Ra.
                 Robinson
                 ,
              
               
                 Imm.
                 Bourne
                 ,
              
               
                 Fulk
                 .
                 Bellers
                 ,
              
               
                 Cor.
                 Burges
                 ,
              
               
                 Tim.
                 Dod
                 ,
              
               
                 Simeon
                 Ash
                 ,
              
               
                 Tho.
                 Clandon
                 ,
              
               
                 Ant●ony
                 Burges
                 ,
              
               
                 Sam.
                 Fawcett
                 ,
              
               
                 Christo
                 .
                 Love
                 ,
              
               
                 Iohn
                 Foxcrofte
                 ,
              
               
                 Matt.
                 Newcomen
              
               
                 Ed.
                 Corbet●
                 ,
              
               
                 Hum.
                 Hardwick
                 ,
              
               
                 Iohn
                 Tombes
                 ,
              
               
                 Franck
                 Roberts
                 ,
              
               
                 William
                 lenkin
                 ,
              
               
                 Walter
                 Taylor
                 ,
              
               
                 Sa.
                 Bolton
                 ,
              
               
                 Th.
                 Porter
                 ,
              
               
                 Sa.
                 Fisher
                 ,
              
               
                 Will
                 .
                 Tutty
                 ,
              
               
                 
                   Cum
                   multis
                   alijs
                   .
                
              
            
          
        
      
       
         
           Upon
           the
           Translation
           and
           Approbation
           .
        
         
           
             FOedavêere
          
           sacros
           malè
           tersa
           vosabula
           
             Psalmos
             ,
          
        
         
           Illustrata
           metro
           quae
           meliore
           
             nitent
             .
          
        
         
           Sublimis
           doceat
           
             Majestas
          
           additaerebus
        
         
           Mente
           intellectis
           conc●nuisse
           sonis
           .
        
         
           Debita
           sundentes
           vigili
           praeconia
           curae
           ,
        
         
           Ornant
           conspicuâ
           Te
           ●istate
           Pii
           .
        
         
           
             Io●
             LANGLEY
             .
          
        
      
       
       
         
           The
           beginnings
           of
           G.
           and
           P.
           Tunes
           now
           used
           in
           London
        
         
           1.
           
           Davids
           ,
           
             or
          
           Welch
           
             tune
             .
          
           ***
           
        
         
           2.
           
           
             York
          
           tune
           ,
           or
           the
           Still
           .
           ***
           
        
         
           3.
           
           
             London
          
           long
           tune
           .
           ***
           
        
         
           4.
           
           
             Suffolk
          
           tune
           .
           ***
           
        
         
           5.
           
           Dutch
           ,
           
             or
          
           English
           
             tune
             .
          
           ***
           
        
         
           6.
           ●●●bridge
           new
           tune
           .
           *
           
        
         
           7.
           〈◊〉
           bridge
           old
           tune
           .
           *
           
        
         
           8.
           
           
             Oxford
          
           tune
           .
           *
           
        
         
           9.
           
           Martyrs
           tune
           .
           *
           
        
         
           3.
           
           
             Cheshire
          
           tune
           .
           ***
           
        
         
           9.
           
           
             Coventry
          
           tune
           .
           *
           
        
         
           
             Psal.
             St.
          
           〈◊〉
           light●
           &c
           ***
           
        
         
           
             Psail●●
             .
          
           Blessed
           are
           .
           **
           
        
         
           
             Suit
             of
             a
             sinners
             ,
          
           〈…〉
           
        
         
           Particular
           tunes
           .
           
             Psal.
             50.
             
          
           &
           Lord
           consider
           .
           ●
           
        
         
           
             Psal.
             ●●
          
           All
           people
           that
           .
           
        
         
           
             Ten
             Command
             .
          
           All
           people
           hearben
           
        
         
           
             Tune
             of
             Psal.
             67.
             
          
           Have
           mercie
           .
           
        
         
           
             Tune
             of
             Psal.
             ●13
             .
          
           Ye
           children
           .
           
        
         
           Tune
           of
           Psal.
           148.
           
           
             Give
             〈◊〉
          
           
        
         
           
             Tune
             of
          
           our
           Father
           .
           
        
      
    
     
       
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             1.
             
             The
             first
             Metre
             .
          
           
             To
             any
             generall
             tune
             .
             **
          
           
             
               THat
               man
               is
               blest
               and
               blest
               again
               ,
            
             
               that
               doth
               not
               walk
               astray
               ,
            
             
               By
               counsels
               of
               ungodly
               men
               ,
            
             
               nor
               stands
               in
               sinners
               way
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Much
               lesse
               sits
               down
               in
               scorners
               seat
               ,
            
             
               but
               here
               is
               his
               delight
               ,
            
             
               Upon
               the
               Law
               of
               God
               the
               Lord
            
             
               to
               studie
               day
               and
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               He
               shall
               be
               like
               a
               tree
               that
               grows
            
             
               fast
               by
               the
               rivers
               side
               :
            
             
               That
               brings
               forth
               ripe
               and
               timely
               fruit
               ,
            
             
               which
               still
               is
               fresh
               suppli'd
               .
            
             
               Whose
               leaf
               doth
               never
               fade
               nor
               fall
               ,
            
             
               but
               flourish
               still
               and
               stand
               :
            
             
               Even
               so
               shall
               all
               things
               prosper
               well
               ,
            
             
               that
               this
               man
               takes
               in
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               So
               shall
               not
               the
               ungodly
               men
               ,
            
             
               they
               shall
               be
               nothing
               so
               :
            
             
               But
               as
               the
               dust
               ,
               which
               ,
               from
               the
               earth
               ,
            
             
               the
               winde
               drives
               to
               and
               fro
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               Therefore
               shall
               not
               the
               wicked
               men
            
             
               in
               judgement
               stand
               upright
               :
            
             
               Nor
               in
               th'
               assembly
               of
               the
               just
            
             
               shall
               sinners
               come
               in
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               For
               why
               ,
               the
               way
               of
               godly
               men
               ,
            
             
               unto
               the
               Lord
               is
               known
               :
            
             
               Whereas
               the
               way
               of
               wicked
               men
            
             
               shall
               quite
               be
               overthrown
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             3.
             
             The
             first
             Metre
             .
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               how
               are
               my
               foes
               encreast
            
             
               that
               vex
               me
               more
               and
               more
               ?
            
             
               They
               kill
               my
               heart
               ,
               when
               as
               they
               say
               ,
            
             
               God
               can
               him
               not
               restore
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               But
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               art
               my
               defence
            
             
               when
               I
               am
               hard
               bestead
               ;
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               My
               worship
               and
               my
               honour
               both
               ,
            
             
               and
               thou
               holdst
               up
               my
               head
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Then
               with
               my
               voice
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               I
               did
               both
               call
               and
               crie
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               out
               of
               his
               holy
               hill
               ,
            
             
               did
               hear
               me
               by
               and
               by
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               I
               laid
               me
               down
               most
               quietly
               ,
            
             
               I
               slept
               and
               rose
               again
               ;
            
             
               For
               why
               ,
               I
               knew
               assuredly
            
             
               the
               Lord
               did
               me
               sustain
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               6
            
             
               Although
               ten
               thousand
               hem'd
               me
               in
               ,
            
             
               I
               would
               not
               be
               afraid
               :
            
             
               For
               thou
               art
               still
               my
               Lord
               and
               God
               ,
            
             
               my
               Saviour
               and
               mine
               aid
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Rise
               up
               therefore
               ,
               save
               me
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               for
               now
               to
               thee
               I
               call
               :
            
             
               For
               thou
               hast
               broke
               the
               cheeks
               and
               teeth
            
             
               of
               these
               transgressors
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Salvation
               only
               doth
               belong
            
             
               to
               thee
               O
               Lord
               above
               :
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               bestow
               upon
               thy
               folk
            
             
               thy
               blessing
               and
               thy
               love
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             4.
             
             The
             first
             Metre
             ,
             *
          
           
             
               O
               God
               that
               art
               my
               righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               hear
               me
               when
               I
               call
               :
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               set
               me
               at
               libertie
               ,
            
             
               when
               I
               was
               bound
               in
               thrall
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Have
               mercy
               Lord
               therefore
               on
               me
               ,
            
             
               and
               grant
               me
               my
               request
               :
            
             
               For
               unto
               thee
               uncessantly
               ,
            
             
               to
               cry
               I
               will
               not
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               O
               mortall
               men
               how
               long
               will
               ye
            
             
               my
               glory
               thus
               despise
               ?
            
             
               Why
               wander
               ye
               in
               vanitie
               ,
            
             
               and
               follow
               after
               lies
               ?
            
          
           
           
             
               4
            
             
               Know
               ye
               that
               good
               and
               godly
               men
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               doth
               take
               and
               chuse
               :
            
             
               And
               when
               to
               him
               I
               make
               my
               plaint
               ,
            
             
               he
               doth
               me
               not
               refuse
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Sin
               not
               ,
               but
               stand
               in
               aw
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               examine
               well
               your
               heart
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               your
               chamber
               quietly
               ,
            
             
               see
               ye
               your selves
               convert
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Offer
               to
               God
               the
               sacrifice
            
             
               of
               righteousnesse
               ,
               I
               say
               :
            
             
               And
               see
               that
               in
               the
               living
               Lord
            
             
               you
               put
               your
               trust
               alway
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               The
               greater
               sort
               crave
               worldly
               goods
               ,
            
             
               and
               riches
               do
               embrace
               :
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               grant
               us
               thy
               countenance
               ,
            
             
               thy
               favour
               and
               thy
               grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               For
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               hast
               made
               my
               heart
            
             
               more
               joyfull
               and
               more
               glad
               ,
            
             
               Then
               when
               they
               brought
               in
               corn
               and
               wine
               ,
            
             
               and
               great
               increase
               was
               had
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               In
               peace
               therefore
               lie
               down
               will
               I
               ,
            
             
               taking
               my
               rest
               and
               sleep
               :
            
             
               For
               only
               thou
               alone
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Wilt
               me
               in
               safety
               keep
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             5.
             
             The
             second
             Metre
             .
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               consider
               my
               complaint
               ,
            
             
               incline
               thine
               ear
               to
               me
               ;
            
          
           
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               hear
               my
               voice
               ,
               my
               King
               ,
               my
               God
               ,
            
             
               I
               make
               my
               prayer
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Hear
               me
               betimes
               ,
               Lord
               tarry
               not
               ,
            
             
               for
               I
               will
               have
               respect
               ,
            
             
               My
               prayer
               ,
               early
               in
               the
               morn
               ,
            
             
               to
               thee
               for
               to
               direct
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               I
               will
               wait
               with
               patience
               ,
            
             
               on
               thee
               my
               ●od
               alone
               :
            
             
               Thou
               art
               not
               pleas'd
               with
               wickednesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               ill
               with
               thee
               dwels
               none
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               in
               thy
               sight
               shall
               never
               stand
               ,
            
             
               these
               wicked
               fools
               ,
               O
               Lord
               :
            
             
               Vain
               workers
               of
               iniquity
               ,
            
             
               thou
               alwayes
               hast
               abhorr'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               shalt
               destroy
               the
               flatterers
               ,
            
             
               and
               them
               that
               utter
               lies
               :
            
             
               Bloud-thirsty
               and
               deceitfull
               men
               ,
            
             
               will
               God
               abhor
               likewise
               ;
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Therefore
               will
               I
               come
               to
               thy
               house
               ,
            
             
               trusting
               upon
               thy
               grace
               :
            
             
               And
               reverently
               will
               worship
               thee
               ,
            
             
               toward
               thy
               holy
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               ¶
               Lord
               ,
               lead
               me
               in
               thy
               righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               for
               to
               confound
               my
               foes
               ;
            
             
               And
               in
               what
               way
               I
               ought
               to
               walk
               ,
            
             
             
               before
               my
               face
               disclose
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               For
               in
               their
               mouth
               there
               is
               no
               truth
               ,
            
             
               their
               hearts
               are
               foul
               and
               vain
               ;
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Their
               throat
               's
               an
               open
               sepulchre
               ,
            
             
               their
               tongues
               do
               fawn
               and
               feign
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Destroy
               their
               false
               conspiracies
               ,
            
             
               that
               they
               may
               come
               to
               nought
               :
            
             
               Subvert
               them
               in
               their
               heaps
               of
               sin
               ,
            
             
               which
               have
               rebellion
               wrought
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               But
               they
               that
               put
               their
               trust
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               let
               them
               be
               glad
               alwayes
               :
            
             
               And
               render
               thanks
               for
               thy
               defence
               ,
            
             
               and
               give
               thy
               Name
               the
               praise
               .
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               For
               thou
               wilt
               blesse
               and
               magnifie
            
             
               the
               righteous
               man
               no
               doubt
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               thy
               grace
               as
               with
               a
               shield
               ,
            
             
               wilt
               compasse
               him
               about
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             7.
             
             The
             Collect.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               my
               God
               I
               put
               my
               trust
            
             
               and
               confidence
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Save
               me
               from
               them
               that
               seek
               my
               soul
               ,
            
             
               and
               fully
               set
               me
               free
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Lest
               like
               a
               lion
               fierce
               and
               fell
               ,
            
             
               he
               tear
               and
               rend
               my
               soul
               ,
            
             
               While
               there
               is
               no
               deliverer
               ,
            
             
               his
               fury
               to
               controul
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               3
            
             
               ¶
               O
               Lord
               my
               God
               ,
               if
               I
               have
               done
            
             
               the
               thing
               that
               is
               not
               right
               ;
            
             
               Or
               else
               if
               I
               be
               found
               in
               fault
               ,
            
             
               or
               guilty
               in
               thy
               sight
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               to
               my
               friend
               rewarded
               ill
               ,
            
             
               or
               left
               him
               in
               distresse
               ,
            
             
               Which
               hath
               pursued
               me
               wrongfully
               ,
            
             
               and
               did
               my
               soul
               oppresse
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Then
               let
               my
               so
               pursue
               my
               soul
               ,
            
             
               and
               let
               him
               take
               ,
               and
               tread
            
             
               My
               life
               even
               down
               unto
               the
               ground
               ,
            
             
               and
               lay
               mine
               honour
               dead
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               thou
               that
               art
               of
               all
               men
               judge
               ,
            
             
               now
               judge
               my
               righteous
               cause
               ;
            
             
               According
               to
               my
               righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               thy
               most
               righteous
               laws
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               ¶
               I
               take
               my
               help
               to
               come
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               in
               all
               my
               pain
               and
               grief
               :
            
             
               He
               doth
               preserve
               the
               pure
               in
               heart
               ,
            
             
               and
               sends
               them
               sweet
               relief
               .
            
          
           
             
               15
            
             
               Behold
               ,
               the
               wicked
               travelleth
               ,
            
             
               with
               mischief
               in
               his
               minde
               ;
            
             
               Conceiving
               sin
               and
               wickednesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               bringeth
               forth
               the
               winde
               .
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               He
               digs
               a
               ditch
               and
               del●es
               it
               deep
               ,
            
             
               in
               hope
               to
               catch
               his
               brother
               ;
            
             
             
               But
               he
               shall
               fall
               into
               the
               pit
               ,
            
             
               that
               he
               dig'd
               up
               for
               other
               .
            
          
           
             
               17
            
             
               Thus
               wrong
               returneth
               to
               the
               hurt
               ,
            
             
               of
               him
               in
               whom
               it
               bred
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               mischief
               that
               he
               wrought
               ,
            
             
               shall
               fall
               upon
               his
               head
               .
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               I
               will
               give
               thanks
               to
               God
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               that
               judgeth
               righteously
               :
            
             
               And
               with
               a
               song
               will
               praise
               the
               Name
            
             
               of
               him
               that
               is
               most
               high
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             8.
             
             The
             first
             Metre
             .
             **
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               our
               Lord
               ,
               how
               wonderfull
            
             
               is
               thy
               Name
               every where
               ?
            
             
               Whose
               fame
               surmounts
               in
               dignity
            
             
               above
               the
               starrie
               sphere
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Even
               by
               the
               mouths
               of
               sucking
               babes
               ,
            
             
               thou
               wilt
               confound
               thy
               foes
               ;
            
             
               For
               in
               these
               babes
               thy
               might
               is
               seen
               ,
            
             
               thy
               graces
               they
               disclose
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               when
               I
               see
               the
               heavens
               high
               ,
            
             
               the
               works
               of
               thine
               own
               hand
               :
            
             
               The
               Sun
               ,
               and
               Moon
               ,
               and
               all
               the
               stars
               ,
            
             
               in
               order
               as
               they
               stand
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               What
               thing
               is
               man
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               think
               I
               then
               ,
            
             
               that
               he
               should
               be
               in
               minde
               ?
            
             
             
               Or
               what
               is
               mans
               posterity
               ,
            
             
               to
               whom
               thou
               art
               so
               kinde
               ?
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               thou
               hast
               made
               him
               little
               lesse
               ,
            
             
               then
               Angels
               in
               degree
               ;
            
             
               And
               thou
               hast
               also
               crowned
               him
               ,
            
             
               with
               highest
               dignitie
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               prefer●'d
               him
               to
               be
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               of
               all
               thy
               works
               of
               wonder
               :
            
             
               And
               hast
               set
               all
               things
               at
               his
               feet
               ,
            
             
               that
               he
               should
               keep
               them
               under
               ,
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               As
               oxen
               ,
               sheep
               ,
               and
               all
               beasts
               else
               ,
            
             
               that
               in
               the
               fields
               do
               feed
               ,
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Fowls
               of
               the
               air
               ,
               fish
               of
               the
               sea
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               that
               therein
               breed
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Therefore
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               that
               art
               out
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               must
               I
               repeat
               the
               same
               :
            
             
               How
               excellent
               in
               all
               the
               earth
               ,
            
             
               is
               thy
               most
               glorious
               Name
               !
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             9.
             
             The
             Collect.
             ***
          
           
             
               VVIth
               heart
               and
               mouth
               unto
               the
               Lord
            
             
               will
               I
               sing
               laud
               and
               praise
               :
            
             
               And
               speak
               of
               all
               his
               wondrous
               works
               ,
            
             
               and
               them
               declare
               alwaies
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               I
               will
               be
               glad
               and
               much
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               in
               thee
               O
               Lord
               most
               high
               :
            
             
               And
               with
               my
               songs
               extoll
               thy
               Name
            
             
               above
               the
               starrie
               skie
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               3
            
             
               Because
               my
               foes
               are
               driven
               back
               ,
            
             
               and
               put
               to
               shamefull
               flight
               :
            
             
               They
               fall
               down
               flat
               ,
               and
               are
               destroyed
            
             
               by
               thy
               great
               power
               and
               might
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               Know
               then
               that
               he
               which
               is
               above
            
             
               for
               evermore
               shall
               reign
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               seat
               of
               equity
            
             
               true
               judgement
               will
               maintain
               ,
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               He
               is
               protector
               of
               the
               poor
               ,
            
             
               what
               time
               they
               be
               opprest
               :
            
             
               He
               is
               their
               succour
               in
               distresse
               ,
            
             
               their
               refuge
               and
               their
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               ¶
               Sing
               Psalms
               therefore
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               that
               dwels
               in
               Sion
               hill
               .
            
             
               Publish
               among
               the
               nations
               all
               ,
            
             
               his
               noble
               acts
               and
               will
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               For
               he
               is
               mindfull
               of
               the
               bloud
            
             
               of
               poor
               oppressed
               〈◊〉
               :
            
             
               Forgetting
               not
               the
               afflicted
               heart
               ,
            
             
               but
               hea●s
               their
               sighs
               and
               groans
               .
            
          
           
             
               15
            
             
               He
               lets
               the
               heathen
               fall
               into
            
             
               the
               pit
               that
               they
               prepar'd
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               net
               that
               they
               did
               set
               ,
            
             
               are
               they
               themselves
               insnar'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               But
               sure
               the
               Lord
               will
               not
               forget
            
             
               the
               poor
               mans
               grief
               and
               pain
               :
            
             
             
               The
               patient
               people
               never
               look
            
             
               for
               help
               of
               God
               in
               vain
               .
            
          
           
             
               19
            
             
               O
               Lord
               arise
               ,
               lest
               men
               prevail
               ,
            
             
               that
               be
               of
               worldly
               might
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               the
               heathen
               folk
               receive
            
             
               their
               judgement
               in
               thy
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               20
            
             
               Lord
               strike
               such
               terrour
               ,
               fear
               and
               dread
            
             
               into
               the
               hearts
               of
               them
               :
            
             
               That
               they
               may
               know
               assuredly
               ,
            
             
               they
               be
               but
               mortall
               men
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             10.
             
             The
             first
             Metre
             .
             *
          
           
             
               VVHat
               is
               the
               cause
               that
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               art
               now
               so
               far
               from
               thine
               ?
            
             
               And
               keepest
               close
               thy
               countenance
            
             
               from
               us
               this
               troublous
               time
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               poor
               do
               perish
               by
               the
               proud
            
             
               and
               wicked
               mens
               desire
               :
            
             
               Let
               them
               be
               taken
               in
               the
               craft
            
             
               that
               they
               themselves
               conspire
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               in
               the
               lust
               of
               his
               own
               heart
            
             
               the
               ungodly
               doth
               delight
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               doth
               bl●●se
               the
               covetous
            
             
               abhorred
               in
               thy
               sight
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               He
               is
               so
               proud
               ,
               that
               right
               and
               Wrong
            
             
               he
               setteth
               all
               apart
               :
            
             
             
               There
               is
               not
               any
               God
               ,
               saith
               he
               ,
            
             
               for
               thus
               he
               thinks
               in
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Because
               his
               waies
               do
               prosper
               still
               ,
            
             
               he
               doth
               thy
               laws
               contem
               '
               :
            
             
               He
               puffs
               at
               all
               his
               enemies
               ,
            
             
               sets
               light
               by
               thee
               and
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Tush
               ,
               tush
               ,
               saith
               he
               ,
               I
               have
               no
               dread
            
             
               that
               mine
               estate
               should
               change
               :
            
             
               Because
               that
               all
               adversity
            
             
               to
               him
               is
               very
               strange
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               His
               mouth
               is
               full
               of
               cursednesse
               ,
            
             
               of
               fraud
               ,
               deceit
               and
               guile
               :
            
             
               Under
               his
               tongue
               doth
               mischief
               fit
               ,
            
             
               and
               worketh
               all
               the
               while
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               He
               lieth
               hid
               in
               waies
               and
               holes
               ,
            
             
               the
               innocent
               to
               slay
               :
            
             
               Against
               the
               poor
               his
               eyes
               are
               ben●
               ,
            
             
               that
               passe
               along
               the
               way
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               And
               ,
               like
               a
               Lion
               ,
               privily
            
             
               lies
               lurking
               in
               his
               den
               ,
            
             
               If
               he
               may
               snare
               them
               in
               his
               net
               ,
            
             
               to
               spoil
               poor
               simple
               men
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               And
               for
               the
               nonce
               full
               craftily
            
             
               he
               croucheth
               down
               ,
               I
               say
               :
            
             
               So
               are
               great
               heaps
               of
               poor
               men
               made
               ,
            
             
               by
               his
               strong
               power
               ,
               his
               prey
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               The
               second
               part
               .
               *
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 TUsh
                 ,
                 God
                 forgetteth
                 this
                 ,
                 saith
                 he
                 ,
              
               
                 therefore
                 I
                 may
                 be
                 bold
                 :
              
               
                 His
                 countenance
                 is
                 cast
                 aside
                 ,
              
               
                 he
                 doth
                 it
                 not
                 behold
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 ¶
                 Arise
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 O
                 God
                 ,
                 in
                 whom
              
               
                 the
                 poor
                 mans
                 hope
                 doth
                 rest
                 :
              
               
                 Lift
                 up
                 thy
                 hand
                 ,
                 forget
                 not
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 the
                 poor
                 that
                 be
                 opprest
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 What
                 blasphemie
                 is
                 this
                 to
                 thee
                 ?
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 dost
                 thou
                 not
                 abhor
                 it
                 ?
              
               
                 To
                 hear
                 the
                 wicked
                 in
                 their
                 hearts
              
               
                 say
                 ,
                 tush
                 ,
                 thou
                 car'st
                 not
                 for
                 it
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 But
                 thou
                 seest
                 all
                 their
                 wickednesse
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 well
                 dost
                 understand
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 friendlesse
                 and
                 poor
                 fatherlesse
              
               
                 are
                 l●ft
                 unto
                 thy
                 hand
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 Of
                 wicked
                 and
                 malicious
                 men
              
               
                 then
                 break
                 the
                 power
                 fo●
                 ever
                 :
              
               
                 That
                 they
                 with
                 their
                 iniquity
              
               
                 may
                 perish
                 altogether
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 ¶
                 The
                 Lord
                 shall
                 reign
                 for
                 evermore
                 ,
              
               
                 as
                 King
                 and
                 God
                 alone
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 he
                 will
                 chase
                 the
                 heathen
                 folk
              
               
                 out
                 of
                 his
                 land
                 ,
                 each
                 one
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 Unto
                 the
                 poors
                 complaint
                 and
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 thou
                 giv'st
                 a
                 gracious
                 ear
                 :
              
               
                 Thou
                 wilt
                 prepare
                 their
                 patient
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 cause
                 thine
                 ears
                 to
                 hear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 To
                 judge
                 the
                 poor
                 and
                 fatherlesse
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 help
                 them
                 to
                 their
                 right
                 :
              
               
                 That
                 they
                 may
                 be
                 no
                 more
                 opprest
              
               
                 by
                 men
                 of
                 worldly
                 might
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             11.
             
             The
             first
             Metre
             .
          
           
             Sing
             this
             to
             any
             generall
             tune
             .
             *
          
           
             
               I
               Put
               my
               confidence
               in
               God
               ,
            
             
               why
               therefore
               do
               you
               say
               ,
            
             
               That
               as
               a
               bird
               unto
               her
               hill
               ,
            
             
               my
               ●●ul
               should
               flee
               away
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               For
               lo
               ,
               the
               wicked
               bend
               their
               bowes
               ,
            
             
               their
               arrows
               they
               prepare
               ,
            
             
               To
               shoot
               in
               secret
               ,
               and
               to
               hurt
            
             
               the
               souls
               that
               upright
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Of
               worldly
               help
               all
               stayes
               were
               shrunk
               ,
            
             
               and
               clearly
               brought
               to
               nought
               :
            
             
               As
               for
               the
               good
               and
               righteous
               man
               ,
            
             
               what
               hath
               the
               righteous
               wrought
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               But
               he
               that
               in
               his
               Temple
               is
               ,
            
             
               most
               holy
               and
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               in
               the
               heavens
               hath
               his
               seat
            
             
               of
               royall
               Majesty
               :
            
          
           
             
               The
               poor
               and
               simple
               mans
               estate
            
             
               considereth
               in
               his
               minde
               :
            
             
               And
               searcheth
               out
               full
               narrowly
            
             
               the
               manners
               of
               mankinde
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               with
               a
               chearfull
               countenance
            
             
               the
               righteous
               man
               will
               use
               :
            
             
               But
               in
               his
               heart
               he
               doth
               abhor
            
             
               all
               such
               as
               mischief
               muse
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               on
               the
               sinners
               casteth
               snares
               ,
            
             
               as
               thick
               as
               any
               rain
               :
            
             
               Brimstone
               and
               fire
               ,
               and
               whirl-windes
               thick
               ,
            
             
               appointed
               for
               their
               pain
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Ye
               see
               then
               how
               a
               righteous
               God
            
             
               doth
               righteousnesse
               embrace
               :
            
             
               And
               to
               the
               just
               and
               upright
               men
            
             
               shews
               forth
               his
               pleasant
               face
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             12.
             
             The
             first
             Metre
             .
             *
          
           
             
               HElp
               Lord
               ,
               for
               good
               and
               godly
               men
            
             
               do
               perish
               and
               decay
               :
            
             
               And
               faith
               and
               truth
               from
               worldly
               men
            
             
               is
               parted
               clean
               away
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Who
               so
               doth
               with
               his
               neighbour
               talk
               ,
            
             
               his
               talk
               is
               all
               but
               vain
               :
            
             
             
               For
               every
               man
               bethinketh
               how
            
             
               to
               flatter
               ,
               lie
               ,
               and
               fain
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               flattering
               and
               deceitfull
               lips
               ,
            
             
               and
               tongues
               that
               be
               so
               stout
               ,
            
             
               To
               speak
               proud
               words
               ,
               and
               make
               great
               brags
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               soon
               cuts
               them
               out
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               they
               say
               still
               ,
               we
               will
               prevail
               ,
            
             
               our
               tongues
               shall
               us
               extoll
               :
            
             
               Our
               tongues
               are
               ours
               ,
               we
               ought
               to
               speak
               ,
            
             
               what
               Lord
               shall
               us
               controll
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               for
               the
               great
               complaint
               and
               cry
            
             
               of
               poor
               ,
               and
               men
               opprest
               :
            
             
               I
               will
               arise
               now
               ,
               saith
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               and
               them
               restore
               to
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               Gods
               Word
               is
               like
               to
               silver
               pure
               ,
            
             
               that
               from
               the
               earth
               is
               tried
               :
            
             
               And
               hath
               no
               lesse
               then
               seven
               times
            
             
               in
               fire
               been
               purified
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Now
               sith
               thy
               promise
               is
               to
               help
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               keep
               thy
               promise
               then
               :
            
             
               And
               save
               us
               now
               and
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               from
               this
               ill
               kinde
               of
               men
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               For
               now
               the
               wicked
               world
               is
               full
            
             
               of
               mischiefs
               manifold
               :
            
             
               When
               wicked
               men
               do
               bear
               the
               sway
               ,
            
             
               and
               vice
               goes
               uncontrol'd
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               WIthin
               thy
               Tabernacle
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               who
               shall
               continue
               still
               ?
            
             
               And
               whom
               wilt
               thou
               receive
               to
               dwell
            
             
               in
               thy
               most
               holy
               hill
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               man
               whose
               life
               is
               uncorrupt
               ,
            
             
               whose
               works
               are
               just
               and
               straight
               :
            
             
               Whose
               heart
               doth
               think
               the
               very
               truth
               ,
            
             
               whose
               tongue
               speaks
               no
               deceit
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               That
               to
               his
               neighbour
               doth
               none
               ill
               ,
            
             
               in
               body
               ,
               goods
               ,
               or
               name
               :
            
             
               Nor
               willingly
               doth
               move
               false
               tales
               ,
            
             
               which
               might
               empair
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               man
               in
               whose
               impartiall
               eyes
               ,
            
             
               vile
               persons
               are
               abhor'd
               ;
            
             
               But
               he
               doth
               greatly
               honour
               those
            
             
               that
               truly
               fear
               the
               Lord
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               His
               oath
               and
               all
               his
               promises
            
             
               that
               keepeth
               faithfully
               :
            
             
               Although
               he
               make
               his
               conenant
               so
               ,
            
             
               that
               he
               doth
               lose
               thereby
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               That
               putteth
               not
               to
               usury
            
             
               the
               money
               that
               he
               lent
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               will
               he
               take
               reward
               at
               all
            
             
               against
               the
               innocent
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Who
               so
               doth
               all
               things
               as
               you
               see
               ,
            
             
               that
               here
               is
               to
               be
               done
               :
            
             
               Shall
               never
               perish
               in
               this
               world
               ,
            
             
               nor
               in
               the
               world
               to
               come
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             17.
             
             The
             first
             Collect.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               give
               ear
               to
               my
               just
               cause
               ,
            
             
               attend
               when
               I
               complain
               :
            
             
               And
               hear
               the
               prayer
               that
               I
               put
               forth
               ,
            
             
               with
               lips
               that
               do
               not
               fain
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               well
               tried
               me
               in
               the
               night
               ,
            
             
               and
               yet
               couldst
               nothing
               finde
               :
            
             
             
               For
               ,
               that
               my
               mouth
               should
               not
               transgresse
            
             
               I
               purpos'd
               in
               my
               minde
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               As
               for
               the
               works
               of
               wicked
               men
               ,
            
             
               and
               paths
               perverse
               and
               ill
               ,
            
             
               For
               love
               of
               thy
               most
               holy
               Name
               ,
            
             
               I
               have
               refrained
               still
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Then
               in
               thy
               paths
               that
               be
               most
               pure
               ,
            
             
               do
               thou
               my
               soul
               preserve
               ,
            
             
               That
               from
               the
               way
               wherein
               I
               walk
               ,
            
             
               my
               st●ps
               may
               never
               swerve
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               For
               I
               do
               call
               to
               thee
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               surely
               thou
               wilt
               me
               aid
               :
            
             
               Then
               hear
               my
               prayer
               ,
               and
               weigh
               right
               well
            
             
               the
               words
               that
               I
               have
               said
               .
            
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               ¶
               Lord
               save
               me
               by
               thy
               mighty
               power
               ,
            
             
               out
               of
               these
               tyrants
               hands
               :
            
             
               Which
               now
               so
               long
               a
               time
               have
               raign'd
               ,
            
             
               and
               kept
               us
               in
               their
               bands
               .
            
          
           
             
               15
            
             
               I
               mean
               ,
               from
               worldlings
               ,
               unto
               whom
            
             
               all
               worldly
               goods
               are
               rife
               :
            
             
               That
               have
               no
               hope
               nor
               part
               of
               joy
               ,
            
             
               but
               in
               this
               present
               life
               .
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               Thou
               giv'st
               them
               store
               of
               thy
               hid
               treasure
            
             
               and
               children
               to
               their
               minde
               ;
            
             
               They
               spend
               thereof
               ,
               and
               leave
               the
               rest
            
             
               unto
               their
               babes
               behinde
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               17
            
             
               But
               I
               shall
               see
               thy
               blessed
               face
            
             
               with
               purest
               conscience
               view'd
               :
            
             
               And
               waking
               shall
               be
               satisfied
            
             
               with
               thy
               similitude
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             18.
             
             The
             Collect.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               God
               my
               strength
               and
               fortitude
               ,
            
             
               I
               love
               thee
               vehemently
               :
            
             
               Thou
               art
               my
               castle
               and
               defence
            
             
               in
               my
               necessity
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               My
               God
               my
               rock
               ,
               in
               whom
               I
               trust
               ,
            
             
               the
               worker
               of
               my
               wealth
               :
            
             
               My
               refuge
               ,
               buckler
               ,
               and
               my
               shield
               ,
            
             
               and
               horn
               of
               saving
               health
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               The
               pangs
               of
               death
               did
               compasse
               me
               ,
            
             
               and
               held
               me
               every where
               :
            
             
               The
               flowing
               waves
               of
               wickednesse
               ,
            
             
               did
               put
               me
               in
               great
               fear
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               slie
               and
               subtill
               snares
               of
               hell
            
             
               were
               round
               about
               me
               set
               :
            
             
               And
               for
               my
               feet
               there
               was
               prepared
            
             
               a
               deadly
               trapping
               net
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               I
               thus
               beset
               with
               pain
               and
               grief
               ,
            
             
               did
               pray
               to
               God
               for
               grace
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               forthwith
               did
               hear
               my
               plaint
            
             
               out
               of
               his
               holy
               place
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               15
            
             
               And
               from
               above
               the
               Lord
               sent
               down
            
             
               to
               fetch
               me
               from
               below
               :
            
             
               And
               pluck'd
               me
               from
               the
               waters
               deep
               ,
            
             
               about
               to
               overflow
               .
            
          
           
             
               20
            
             
               Because
               I
               walked
               in
               his
               waies
               ,
            
             
               and
               in
               his
               paths
               have
               trod
               :
            
             
               And
               have
               not
               wandred
               wickedly
               ,
            
             
               departing
               from
               my
               God
               .
            
          
           
             
               21
            
             
               But
               evermore
               I
               had
               respect
            
             
               to
               his
               entire
               decree
               :
            
             
               His
               statutes
               and
               commandements
            
             
               I
               cast
               not
               out
               from
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               22
            
             
               But
               pure
               ,
               and
               clean
               ,
               and
               uncorrupt
               ,
            
             
               appear'd
               before
               his
               face
               :
            
             
               And
               did
               abstain
               from
               wickednesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               sin
               in
               any
               case
               .
            
          
           
             
               23
            
             
               The
               Lord
               therefore
               will
               me
               reward
               ,
            
             
               as
               I
               have
               done
               aright
               :
            
             
               As
               is
               the
               cleannesse
               of
               my
               hands
               .
            
             
               appearing
               in
               his
               sight
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             19.
             
             The
             Collect.
             *
          
           
             
               HOw
               perfect
               is
               the
               Law
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               how
               is
               his
               covenant
               sure
               ?
            
             
               Converting
               souls
               ,
               and
               making
               wise
            
             
               the
               simple
               and
               obscure
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               8
            
             
               Just
               are
               the
               Lords
               commandements
               ,
            
             
               and
               glad
               both
               heart
               and
               minde
               :
            
             
               His
               precepts
               pure
               ,
               and
               do
               give
               light
            
             
               to
               eyes
               that
               be
               full
               blinde
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               ¶
               The
               fear
               of
               God
               is
               excellent
               ,
            
             
               and
               doth
               endure
               for
               ever
               :
            
             
               The
               judgements
               of
               the
               Lord
               are
               true
               ,
            
             
               and
               righteous
               altogether
               :
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               And
               more
               to
               be
               embraced
               alway
               ,
            
             
               then
               fined
               gold
               ,
               I
               say
               :
            
             
               The
               honey
               and
               the
               honey-comb
            
             
               are
               not
               so
               sweet
               as
               they
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               By
               them
               thy
               servant
               is
               fore-warn'd
            
             
               to
               have
               God
               in
               regard
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               performance
               of
               the
               same
               ,
            
             
               there
               shall
               be
               great
               reward
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               ¶
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               what
               earthly
               man
               doth
               know
            
             
               the
               errours
               of
               his
               life
               :
            
             
               Then
               cleanse
               my
               soul
               from
               secret
               sins
            
             
               which
               are
               in
               me
               most
               rife
               :
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               And
               keep
               me
               that
               presumptuous
               sins
            
             
               prevail
               not
               over
               me
               :
            
             
               And
               so
               shall
               I
               be
               innocent
               ,
            
             
               and
               great
               offences
               flee
               .
            
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               Accept
               my
               mouth
               ,
               accept
               my
               heart
               ,
            
             
             
               my
               words
               and
               thoughts
               each
               one
               :
            
             
               For
               my
               redeemer
               and
               my
               strength
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               thou
               art
               alone
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXII
             .
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               God
               my
               God
               ,
               wherefore
               dost
               thou
            
             
               forsake
               me
               utterly
               ?
            
             
               And
               dost
               not
               hear
               when
               I
               complain
               ,
            
             
               nor
               hearken
               to
               my
               cry
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               To
               thee
               ,
               my
               God
               ,
               even
               all
               day
               long
               ,
            
             
               I
               do
               both
               cry
               and
               call
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               night
               I
               do
               not
               cease
               ,
            
             
               yet
               hear'st
               thou
               not
               at
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Behold
               ,
               I
               am
               become
               a
               worm
            
             
               more
               liker
               then
               a
               man
               ,
            
             
               An
               out-cast
               ,
               whom
               the
               people
               spurn
            
             
               with
               all
               the
               spite
               they
               can
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               O
               Lord
               depart
               not
               now
               from
               me
               ,
            
             
               in
               all
               my
               pain
               and
               grief
               ;
            
             
               Since
               I
               have
               none
               my
               help
               to
               be
               ,
            
             
               none
               else
               to
               send
               relief
               .
            
          
           
             
               20
            
             
               ¶
               Lord
               ,
               save
               me
               from
               the
               cruell
               sword
               ,
            
             
               by
               thy
               almighty
               power
               ;
            
             
               And
               keep
               my
               dear
               and
               darling
               soul
               ,
            
             
               from
               dogs
               that
               would
               devour
               .
            
          
           
             
               25
            
             
               Among
               the
               folk
               that
               fear
               the
               Lord
            
             
             
               will
               I
               thy
               praise
               proclame
               ;
            
             
               And
               keep
               my
               vow
               and
               promise
               made
            
             
               for
               setting
               forth
               thy
               Name
               .
            
          
           
             
               26
            
             
               The
               poor
               shall
               eat
               and
               be
               suffic'd
               ,
            
             
               and
               you
               that
               seek
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Your
               heart
               shall
               live
               for
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               his
               praises
               to
               record
               .
            
          
           
             
               28
            
             
               The
               kingdoms
               of
               the
               heathen
               folk
            
             
               shall
               worship
               and
               adore
               ,
            
             
               For
               God
               shall
               be
               their
               governour
               ,
            
             
               and
               King
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXV
             .
             1.
             M.
             1.
             part
             .
          
           
             Have
             mercy
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               I
               Lift
               my
               heart
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               My
               God
               and
               guide
               most
               just
               :
            
             
               Now
               suffer
               me
               to
               take
               no
               shame
               ,
            
             
               for
               in
               thee
               do
               I
               trust
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Let
               not
               my
               foes
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               nor
               make
               a
               scorn
               of
               me
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               them
               not
               be
               overthrown
               ,
            
             
               that
               put
               their
               trust
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               shame
               shall
               them
               befall
               ,
            
             
               which
               harm
               them
               wrongfully
               :
            
             
               Therefore
               thy
               paths
               and
               thy
               right
               waies
            
             
             
               unto
               me
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               descry
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Direct
               me
               in
               thy
               truth
               ,
            
             
               and
               teach
               me
               in
               thy
               way
               :
            
             
               Thou
               art
               my
               God
               and
               Saviour
               ,
            
             
               on
               thee
               I
               wait
               all
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               I
               pray
               thee
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               remember
               ,
            
             
               thy
               mercies
               manifold
               ,
            
             
               And
               thy
               compassions
               plentifull
               ,
            
             
               for
               they
               have
               been
               of
               old
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Remember
               not
               the
               faults
               ,
            
             
               and
               frailty
               of
               my
               youth
               :
            
             
               Remember
               not
               how
               I
               have
               sinn'd
            
             
               against
               thy
               blessed
               truth
               .
            
          
           
             
               Nor
               after
               my
               deserts
            
             
               let
               me
               thy
               mercy
               finde
               :
            
             
               But
               of
               thine
               own
               benignity
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               have
               me
               in
               thy
               minde
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               His
               mercy
               is
               full
               sweet
            
             
               his
               truth
               a
               perfect
               guide
               :
            
             
               Therefore
               the
               Lord
               will
               sinners
               teach
               ,
            
             
               and
               such
               as
               go
               aside
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               The
               humble
               he
               will
               teach
            
             
               his
               precepts
               for
               to
               keep
               ;
            
             
               He
               will
               direct
               in
               all
               his
               wayes
               ,
            
             
               the
               lowly
               and
               the
               meek
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               For
               all
               the
               waies
               of
               God
            
             
               are
               mercy
               ,
               truth
               and
               grace
               :
            
             
             
               To
               them
               that
               keep
               his
               Covenant
               ,
            
             
               and
               do
               his
               laws
               embrace
               .
            
          
           
             
               PSAL.
               XXV
               .
               2.
               P.
               I.
               M.
               
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 NOw
                 for
                 thy
                 holy
                 Name
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 I
                 thee
                 intreat
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 grant
                 me
                 pardon
                 for
                 my
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 it
                 is
                 wondrous
                 great
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 Who
                 so
                 doth
                 fear
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 the
                 Lord
                 will
                 him
                 direct
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 lead
                 his
                 life
                 in
                 such
                 a
                 way
              
               
                 as
                 he
                 doth
                 best
                 accept
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 His
                 soul
                 shall
                 evermore
              
               
                 in
                 goodnesse
                 dwell
                 and
                 stand
                 :
              
               
                 His
                 seed
                 and
                 his
                 posterity
              
               
                 inheriting
                 the
                 land
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 ¶
                 All
                 those
                 that
                 fear
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 his
                 secret
                 will
                 shall
                 know
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 unto
                 them
                 the
                 Lord
                 is
                 pleas'd
              
               
                 his
                 testaments
                 to
                 shew
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 Mine
                 eyes
                 continually
              
               
                 upon
                 the
                 Lord
                 are
                 set
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 he
                 hath
                 pluckt
                 my
                 fettred
                 feet
              
               
                 out
                 of
                 the
                 snare
                 and
                 net
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 With
                 mercy
                 me
                 behold
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 thee
                 I
                 make
                 my
                 mone
                 :
              
               
               
                 For
                 I
                 am
                 poor
                 and
                 desolate
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 comfortlesse
                 alone
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 The
                 troubles
                 of
                 my
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 are
                 multiplied
                 indeed
                 :
              
               
                 Bring
                 me
                 out
                 of
                 this
                 misery
                 ,
              
               
                 necessity
                 and
                 need
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 ¶
                 Behold
                 my
                 anguish
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 poverty
                 ,
                 my
                 pain
                 :
              
               
                 Remit
                 my
                 sin
                 and
                 mine
                 offence
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 make
                 me
                 clean
                 again
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 ¶
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 behold
                 my
                 foes
                 ,
              
               
                 how
                 they
                 do
                 still
                 increase
                 :
              
               
                 Pursuing
                 me
                 with
                 deadly
                 hate
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 fain
                 would
                 live
                 in
                 peace
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 19
              
               
                 Preserve
                 and
                 keep
                 my
                 soul
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 still
                 deliver
                 me
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 me
                 not
                 be
                 overthrown
                 ,
              
               
                 because
                 I
                 trust
                 in
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 20
              
               
                 Let
                 my
                 simplicity
                 ,
              
               
                 defend
                 me
                 from
                 my
                 foes
                 ,
              
               
                 Because
                 I
                 trust
                 in
                 thy
                 defence
                 ,
              
               
                 from
                 enemies
                 that
                 oppose
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 21
              
               
                 Deliver
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thy
                 folk
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 send
                 them
                 sweet
                 relief
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 ease
                 thy
                 chosen
                 Israel
                 ,
              
               
                 of
                 all
                 his
                 pain
                 and
                 grief
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXVI
             .
             I.
             M.
             
          
           
             To
             any
             generall
             tune
             .
             **
          
           
             
               LOrd
               be
               my
               judge
               ,
               and
               thou
               shalt
               see
               ,
            
             
               my
               paths
               be
               pure
               and
               plain
               :
            
             
               I
               trust
               in
               God
               to
               strengthen
               me
               ,
            
             
               that
               so
               I
               may
               remain
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Prove
               me
               ,
               my
               God
               ,
               by
               any
               means
               ,
            
             
               search
               out
               my
               secret
               heart
               ;
            
             
               Examine
               me
               and
               try
               my
               reins
               ,
            
             
               and
               every
               inward
               part
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               goodnesse
               laid
               before
               my
               face
               ,
            
             
               I
               do
               behold
               alwayes
               :
            
             
               For
               of
               thy
               truth
               I
               tread
               the
               trace
               ,
            
             
               and
               will
               do
               all
               my
               daies
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               I
               do
               not
               hold
               societie
               ,
            
             
               with
               men
               whose
               deeds
               are
               vile
               ;
            
             
               I
               will
               not
               come
               in
               companie
               ,
            
             
               with
               them
               that
               practise
               guile
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               I
               much
               abhor
               the
               wicked
               sort
               ,
            
             
               their
               doing
               I
               despise
               :
            
             
               I
               do
               not
               once
               to
               them
               resort
               ,
            
             
               that
               hurtfull
               things
               devise
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               My
               hands
               I
               wash
               ,
               and
               do
               proceed
               ,
            
             
               in
               works
               to
               walk
               upright
               ,
            
             
               Then
               to
               thine
               altar
               I
               make
               speed
               ,
            
             
               to
               offer
               in
               thy
               sight
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               7
            
             
               That
               I
               may
               speak
               and
               preach
               the
               praise
            
             
               that
               doth
               belong
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               And
               so
               declare
               how
               wondrous
               wayes
            
             
               thou
               hast
               been
               good
               to
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               ¶
               O
               God
               ,
               thy
               house
               I
               love
               most
               dear
               ,
            
             
               to
               me
               it
               doth
               excell
               :
            
             
               I
               have
               delight
               ,
               and
               would
               be
               near
            
             
               where
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               grace
               doth
               dwell
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               ¶
               O
               shut
               not
               up
               my
               soul
               with
               them
            
             
               in
               sin
               that
               take
               their
               fill
               :
            
             
               Nor
               yet
               my
               life
               among
               those
               men
            
             
               that
               seek
               much
               bloud
               to
               spill
               ,
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Whose
               hands
               are
               heapt
               with
               craft
               and
               guile
            
             
               wherewith
               their
               lives
               abound
               ;
            
             
               And
               their
               right
               hand
               do
               bribes
               defile
               ,
            
             
               and
               basenesse
               there
               I
               found
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               But
               I
               in
               righteousnesse
               intend
            
             
               my
               time
               and
               daies
               to
               serve
               :
            
             
               Have
               mercy
               Lord
               ,
               and
               me
               defend
               ,
            
             
               so
               that
               I
               do
               not
               swerve
               :
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               My
               foot
               is
               staid
               for
               all
               assaies
               ,
            
             
               it
               standeth
               well
               and
               right
               :
            
             
               Wherefore
               to
               God
               will
               I
               give
               praise
            
             
               in
               all
               the
               peoples
               sight
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXVII
             .
             the
             C.
             
          
           
             
               THe
               Lord
               is
               both
               my
               life
               and
               light
               ,
            
             
               shall
               man
               make
               me
               dismaid
               ?
            
             
               Sith
               God
               doth
               give
               me
               strength
               and
               mig●●
            
             
               why
               should
               I
               be
               afraid
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               One
               thing
               of
               God
               I
               do
               desire
               ,
            
             
               that
               he
               would
               not
               denie
               :
            
             
               For
               which
               I
               ask
               and
               do
               inquire
               ,
            
             
               and
               that
               continually
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               That
               I
               within
               his
               holy
               place
            
             
               my
               life
               throughout
               may
               dwell
               :
            
             
               To
               see
               the
               beauty
               of
               his
               face
               ,
            
             
               and
               view
               his
               Temple
               well
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               Lord
               ,
               hear
               the
               voice
               of
               my
               request
               ,
            
             
               for
               which
               to
               thee
               I
               call
               ;
            
             
               Have
               mercy
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               on
               me
               opprest
               ,
            
             
               and
               send
               me
               aid
               withall
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               My
               heart
               doth
               eccho
               unto
               thee
               ,
            
             
               I
               sue
               to
               have
               thy
               grace
               ;
            
             
               Then
               seek
               my
               face
               ,
               saidst
               thou
               to
               me
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               I
               will
               seek
               thy
               face
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               In
               wrath
               turn
               not
               away
               thy
               face
               ,
            
             
               nor
               suffer
               me
               to
               slide
               :
            
             
               Thou
               art
               my
               God
               unto
               this
               day
               ,
            
             
               be
               still
               my
               God
               and
               guide
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               12
            
             
               My
               parents
               both
               forsook
               their
               son
               ,
            
             
               and
               cast
               me
               off
               together
               ;
            
             
               But
               God
               took
               care
               when
               they
               had
               done
               ,
            
             
               a
               better
               friend
               then
               either
               .
            
          
           
             
               Wait
               on
               the
               Lord
               couragiously
               ,
            
             
               he
               is
               thy
               strength
               and
               stay
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               heart
               with
               faith
               to
               fortifie
               ,
            
             
               wait
               on
               the
               Lord
               ,
               I
               say
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXVIII
             .
             I.
             M.
             *
          
           
             
               THou
               art
               O
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               my
               strength
               and
               stay
               ,
            
             
               the
               succour
               which
               I
               crave
               :
            
             
               Neglect
               me
               not
               ,
               lest
               I
               be
               like
            
             
               to
               them
               that
               go
               to
               grave
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               supplications
               of
               my
               heart
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               attend
               and
               mark
               ;
            
             
               When
               I
               lift
               up
               my
               humble
               hands
               ,
            
             
               unto
               thy
               holy
               Ark
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               With
               wicked
               doers
               of
               wickednesse
            
             
               O
               give
               me
               not
               my
               part
               :
            
             
               That
               speak
               right
               fair
               unto
               their
               friends
               ,
            
             
               while
               mischief
               fills
               their
               heart
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               According
               to
               their
               handy
               work
               ,
            
             
               as
               they
               deserve
               indeed
               ;
            
             
               And
               after
               their
               inventions
               vile
               ,
            
             
               so
               let
               these
               sinners
               speed
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               nothing
               they
               regard
               Gods
               works
               ,
            
             
               nor
               what
               his
               hands
               have
               wrought
               ;
            
             
               Therefore
               will
               he
               destroy
               them
               quite
               ,
            
             
               and
               bring
               them
               all
               to
               nought
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               To
               render
               thanks
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               how
               great
               a
               cause
               have
               I
               :
            
             
               My
               voice
               ,
               my
               prayer
               and
               my
               complaint
            
             
               that
               heard
               so
               lovingly
               ?
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               He
               is
               my
               shield
               and
               fortitude
               ,
            
             
               my
               buckler
               in
               distresse
               :
            
             
               My
               hope
               ,
               my
               help
               ,
               my
               hearts
               desire
               ,
            
             
               my
               song
               shall
               so
               confesse
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               He
               is
               our
               strength
               and
               our
               defence
               ,
            
             
               our
               enemies
               to
               repell
               :
            
             
               The
               saving
               health
               of
               his
               elect
               ,
            
             
               the
               anointed
               Israel
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Thy
               people
               and
               thine
               heritage
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               blesse
               ,
               guide
               and
               preserve
               :
            
             
               Increase
               them
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               and
               rule
               their
               hearts
               ,
            
             
               that
               they
               may
               never
               swerve
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXX
             .
             1.
             M.
             ***
          
           
             
               ALl
               laud
               and
               praise
               with
               heart
               and
               voice
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               give
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               not
               made
               my
               foes
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               but
               hast
               exalted
               me
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               Lord
               my
               God
               to
               thee
               I
               cride
               ,
            
             
               in
               all
               my
               pain
               and
               grief
               :
            
             
               Thou
               gav'st
               an
               ear
               ,
               and
               didst
               provide
               ,
            
             
               to
               ease
               me
               with
               relief
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Of
               thy
               good
               will
               thou
               hast
               cal'd
               back
            
             
               my
               soul
               from
               hell
               to
               save
               :
            
             
               Thou
               didst
               revive
               when
               strength
               did
               lack
               ,
            
             
               and
               keptst
               me
               from
               the
               grave
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Sing
               praise
               ,
               ye
               Saints
               ,
               that
               prove
               and
               see
            
             
               the
               goodnesse
               of
               the
               Lord
               :
            
             
               In
               mem'ry
               of
               his
               Majestie
            
             
               rejoyce
               with
               one
               accord
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               His
               anger
               lasteth
               but
               a
               space
               ,
            
             
               and
               quickly
               slakes
               again
               :
            
             
               But
               in
               his
               favour
               and
               his
               grace
            
             
               doth
               constant
               life
               remain
               .
            
          
           
             
               Though
               gripes
               of
               grief
               and
               pangs
               of
               pain
            
             
               shall
               lodge
               with
               us
               all
               night
               ;
            
             
               The
               Lord
               shall
               bring
               us
               joy
               again
               ,
            
             
               before
               the
               morning
               light
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               When
               I
               enjoy'd
               the
               world
               at
               will
               ,
            
             
               thus
               would
               I
               boast
               and
               say
               ,
            
             
               Tush
               ,
               I
               am
               sure
               to
               feel
               no
               ill
               ,
            
             
               this
               wealth
               shall
               not
               decay
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               For
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               of
               thy
               good
               grace
            
             
               hadst
               sent
               me
               strength
               and
               aid
               :
            
             
             
               But
               when
               thou
               turn'dst
               away
               thy
               face
               ,
            
             
               my
               minde
               was
               sore
               dismaid
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Wherefore
               again
               yet
               did
               I
               cry
            
             
               to
               thee
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               of
               might
               :
            
             
               My
               God
               with
               plaints
               I
               did
               apply
               ,
            
             
               and
               pray'd
               both
               day
               and
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               What
               gain
               is
               in
               my
               bloud
               (
               said
               I
               )
            
             
               if
               death
               destroy
               my
               daies
               ?
            
             
               Doth
               dust
               declare
               thy
               Majestie
               ?
            
             
               doth
               dust
               thy
               justice
               praise
               ?
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Wherefore
               ,
               my
               God
               ,
               some
               pitie
               take
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               pray
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               Do
               not
               this
               simple
               soul
               forsake
               ,
            
             
               but
               help
               and
               succour
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Then
               didst
               thou
               turn
               my
               misery
            
             
               into
               a
               chearfull
               voice
               :
            
             
               The
               mourning
               weed
               thou
               took'st
               from
               me
               ,
            
             
               and
               mad'st
               me
               to
               rejoyce
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               Wherefore
               my
               soul
               uncessantly
            
             
               shall
               sing
               unto
               thy
               praise
               :
            
             
               My
               Lord
               my
               God
               ,
               to
               thee
               will
               I
            
             
               give
               laud
               and
               thanks
               alwaies
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXI
             .
             1.
             
             ●
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               put
               my
               trust
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               let
               nothing
               work
               me
               shame
               ;
            
             
             
               As
               thou
               art
               just
               deliver
               me
               ,
            
             
               and
               quit
               me
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               from
               blame
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Hear
               me
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               and
               that
               anon
               ,
            
             
               to
               help
               me
               make
               good
               speed
               :
            
             
               Be
               thou
               my
               rock
               and
               house
               of
               stone
               ,
            
             
               my
               fence
               in
               time
               of
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               lo
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               strength
               is
               tri'd
               ,
            
             
               thou
               art
               my
               fort
               and
               tower
               :
            
             
               For
               thy
               Names
               sake
               be
               thou
               my
               guide
               ,
            
             
               and
               lead
               me
               in
               thy
               power
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Pluck
               thou
               my
               feet
               out
               of
               the
               snare
               ,
            
             
               which
               they
               for
               me
               have
               laid
               :
            
             
               Thou
               art
               my
               strength
               ,
               and
               all
               my
               care
            
             
               is
               for
               thy
               only
               aid
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Into
               thy
               hands
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               I
               commit
            
             
               my
               spirit
               ,
               which
               is
               thy
               due
               :
            
             
               Thou
               only
               hast
               redeemed
               it
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               my
               God
               most
               true
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               I
               hate
               such
               folk
               as
               will
               not
               part
            
             
               from
               things
               to
               be
               abhorr'd
               :
            
             
               When
               they
               on
               trifles
               set
               their
               heart
               ,
            
             
               my
               trust
               is
               in
               the
               Lord
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               mercy
               I
               will
               joy
               ,
            
             
               I
               see
               it
               doth
               excell
               :
            
             
               Thou
               seest
               when
               ought
               would
               me
               anoy
               ,
            
             
               and
               knowest
               my
               foul
               full
               well
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               15
            
             
               The
               length
               of
               all
               my
               life
               and
               age
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               is
               in
               thy
               hand
               :
            
             
               Defend
               me
               from
               the
               wrathfull
               rage
            
             
               of
               them
               that
               me
               withstand
               .
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               To
               me
               thy
               servant
               (
               Lord
               )
               expresse
               ,
            
             
               and
               shew
               thy
               joyfull
               face
               :
            
             
               And
               save
               me
               for
               thy
               righteousnesse
               :
            
             
               thy
               mercy
               and
               thy
               grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               PSAL.
               XXXI
               .
               2.
               Coll.
               ***
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 how
                 great
                 felicity
              
               
                 hast
                 thou
                 laid
                 up
                 for
                 them
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 fear
                 thy
                 Name
                 ,
                 and
                 trust
                 in
                 thee
              
               
                 before
                 the
                 sons
                 of
                 men
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 20
              
               
                 Thy
                 presence
                 shall
                 them
                 fence
                 and
                 guide
                 ,
              
               
                 from
                 all
                 proud
                 brags
                 and
                 wrongs
                 :
              
               
                 Within
                 thy
                 house
                 thou
                 shalt
                 them
                 hide
                 ,
              
               
                 from
                 all
                 the
                 strife
                 of
                 tongues
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 21
              
               
                 Thanks
                 to
                 the
                 Lord
                 that
                 hath
                 declar'd
              
               
                 on
                 me
                 his
                 grace
                 so
                 far
                 ,
              
               
                 Me
                 to
                 defend
                 with
                 watch
                 and
                 ward
                 ,
              
               
                 as
                 in
                 a
                 town
                 of
                 war
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 22
              
               
                 ¶
                 Thus
                 did
                 I
                 say
                 both
                 day
                 and
                 night
                 ,
              
               
                 when
                 I
                 was
                 sore
                 opprest
                 :
              
               
                 Lo
                 ,
                 I
                 am
                 clean
                 cast
                 out
                 of
                 sight
                 ,
              
               
                 yet
                 heardst
                 thou
                 my
                 request
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 23
              
               
                 Ye
                 saints
                 ,
                 love
                 ye
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 I
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 the
                 faithfull
                 he
                 doth
                 guide
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 to
                 the
                 proud
                 he
                 doth
                 repay
              
               
                 according
                 to
                 their
                 pride
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 24
              
               
                 Be
                 strong
                 ,
                 and
                 God
                 shall
                 stay
                 your
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 be
                 confident
                 ,
                 ye
                 just
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 sure
                 the
                 Lord
                 will
                 take
                 your
                 part
                 ,
              
               
                 sith
                 ye
                 on
                 him
                 do
                 trust
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXII
             .
             2.
             M.
             *
          
           
             
               THe
               man
               is
               blest
               whose
               wickednesse
            
             
               is
               covered
               and
               hid
               .
            
             
               The
               man
               is
               blest
               whom
               God
               forgives
            
             
               what
               ever
               sins
               he
               did
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               blest
               is
               he
               to
               whom
               the
               Lord
            
             
               imputeth
               not
               offence
               ;
            
             
               Which
               in
               his
               heart
               hath
               hid
               no
               guile
               ,
            
             
               nor
               hardned
               impudence
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               whilst
               that
               I
               kept
               silence
               still
               ,
            
             
               and
               sought
               to
               hide
               my
               sinne
               ,
            
             
               My
               bones
               did
               wear
               and
               waste
               away
            
             
               with
               pain
               that
               I
               was
               in
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               night
               and
               day
               thy
               hand
               on
               me
               ,
            
             
               did
               so
               oppresse
               my
               heart
               ,
            
             
               That
               all
               my
               bloud
               and
               humours
               moist
            
             
               to
               drinesse
               did
               convert
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               I
               did
               therefore
               confesse
               my
               faults
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               my
               sins
               discover
               :
            
             
               Then
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               didst
               me
               forgive
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               my
               sins
               passe
               over
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               humble
               man
               shall
               pray
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               to
               thee
               in
               happiest
               hour
               ;
            
             
               So
               that
               the
               flouds
               of
               waters
               great
               ,
            
             
               on
               him
               shall
               have
               no
               pow'r
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               When
               trouble
               and
               adversity
               ,
            
             
               do
               compasse
               me
               about
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               art
               my
               refuge
               and
               my
               joy
               ,
            
             
               and
               thou
               dost
               help
               me
               out
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               ¶
               Come
               hither
               ,
               I
               will
               teach
               to
               thee
            
             
               the
               paths
               of
               pietie
               ;
            
             
               And
               I
               will
               guide
               thee
               carefully
               ,
            
             
               with
               mine
               observant
               eye
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Be
               not
               so
               rude
               and
               ignorant
            
             
               as
               is
               the
               horse
               and
               mule
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               mouth
               without
               a
               rain
               or
               bit
            
             
               from
               harm
               thou
               canst
               not
               rule
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               The
               wicked
               man
               shall
               wail
               in
               wo
               ,
            
             
               and
               greatest
               griefs
               sustain
               ;
            
             
               But
               unto
               him
               that
               trusts
               in
               God
               ,
            
             
               much
               mercy
               shall
               remain
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Be
               joyfull
               therefore
               in
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
             
               ye
               just
               lift
               up
               your
               voice
               ;
            
             
               And
               ye
               of
               pure
               and
               perfect
               heart
               ,
            
             
               be
               glad
               and
               much
               rejoyce
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXIII
             .
             1.
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               YE
               righteous
               in
               the
               Lord
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               it
               is
               a
               seemly
               sight
               ;
            
             
               That
               upright
               men
               with
               thankfull
               voice
               ,
            
             
               should
               praise
               the
               Lord
               of
               might
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Sing
               to
               the
               Lord
               ,
               and
               give
               him
               praise
            
             
               with
               joyfull
               songs
               and
               new
               ,
            
             
               For
               lo
               ,
               his
               word
               ,
               his
               works
               and
               ways
            
             
               are
               perfect
               ,
               just
               and
               true
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               To
               judgement
               ,
               equity
               and
               right
            
             
               he
               hath
               a
               great
               good
               will
               ;
            
             
               And
               with
               his
               gifts
               he
               doth
               delight
               ,
            
             
               the
               spacious
               earth
               to
               fill
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               waters
               of
               the
               seas
               he
               keeps
               ,
            
             
               confin'd
               within
               the
               shore
               ;
            
             
               He
               layeth
               up
               the
               liquid
               deeps
            
             
               as
               in
               an
               house
               of
               store
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               ¶
               The
               counsels
               of
               the
               nations
               rude
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               doth
               bring
               to
               nought
               :
            
             
               He
               doth
               defeat
               the
               multitude
            
             
               of
               their
               device
               and
               thought
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               But
               his
               decrees
               continue
               still
               ,
            
             
             
               they
               never
               slack
               nor
               swage
               ;
            
             
               The
               motions
               of
               his
               minde
               and
               will
               ,
            
             
               take
               place
               from
               age
               to
               age
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Collect.
               **
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 BLessed
                 are
                 they
                 to
                 whom
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 as
                 God
                 and
                 guide
                 is
                 known
                 ;
              
               
                 Whom
                 he
                 doth
                 chuse
                 of
                 meer
                 accord
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 take
                 them
                 as
                 his
                 own
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 from
                 heaven
                 cast
                 his
                 eye
                 ,
              
               
                 on
                 men
                 of
                 mortall
                 birth
                 ;
              
               
                 Considering
                 from
                 his
                 seat
                 on
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 all
                 dwellers
                 on
                 the
                 earth
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 ¶
                 A
                 King
                 that
                 trusteth
                 in
                 his
                 host
                 ,
              
               
                 thereby
                 shall
                 not
                 prevail
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 mighty
                 man
                 ,
                 whose
                 strength
                 is
                 most
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 all
                 his
                 strength
                 shall
                 fail
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 An
                 horse
                 for
                 safety
                 of
                 a
                 man
                 ,
              
               
                 is
                 to
                 be
                 reckon'd
                 vain
                 ;
              
               
                 By
                 strength
                 of
                 horse
                 none
                 ever
                 can
              
               
                 deliverance
                 obtain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 But
                 lo
                 ,
                 the
                 eyes
                 of
                 God
                 attend
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 shield
                 and
                 save
                 the
                 just
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 that
                 fear
                 for
                 to
                 offend
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 in
                 his
                 mercy
                 trust
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 20
              
               
                 Wherefore
                 our
                 souls
                 have
                 confidence
              
               
               
                 in
                 God
                 our
                 strength
                 and
                 stay
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 is
                 our
                 shield
                 and
                 our
                 defence
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 drive
                 all
                 darts
                 away
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 22
              
               
                 Now
                 therefore
                 let
                 thy
                 goodnesse
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 still
                 present
                 with
                 us
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 we
                 do
                 still
                 with
                 one
                 accord
              
               
                 repose
                 our
                 trust
                 in
                 thee
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXIIII
             .
             1.
             
             C.
             ***
          
           
             
               I
               Will
               give
               laud
               and
               honour
               both
            
             
               unto
               the
               Lord
               alwayes
               :
            
             
               My
               moving
               tongue
               for
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               shall
               speak
               unto
               his
               praise
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               I
               do
               delight
               to
               laud
               the
               Lord
            
             
               in
               heart
               ,
               in
               soul
               ,
               and
               voice
               :
            
             
               That
               mortifi'd
               and
               humble
               men
            
             
               may
               hear
               ,
               and
               so
               rejoyce
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Therefore
               see
               that
               ye
               magnifie
               ,
            
             
               with
               me
               ,
               the
               living
               Lord
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               us
               now
               exalt
               his
               Name
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               with
               one
               accord
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               I
               my self
               besought
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               he
               answered
               me
               again
               :
            
             
               And
               graciously
               deliver'd
               me
            
             
               from
               all
               my
               fear
               and
               pain
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Who
               so
               they
               be
               that
               him
               behold
               ,
            
             
             
               shall
               see
               his
               light
               most
               clear
               ,
            
             
               Their
               countenance
               shall
               not
               be
               dasht
               ,
            
             
               they
               never
               need
               to
               fear
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               Poor
               David
               cri'd
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               did
               hear
               his
               call
               ;
            
             
               The
               Lord
               did
               hear
               and
               help
               him
               too
            
             
               out
               of
               his
               troubles
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               Angel
               of
               the
               Lord
               doth
               pitch
            
             
               his
               tents
               about
               them
               round
               :
            
             
               To
               save
               all
               such
               as
               fear
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               and
               keep
               them
               safe
               and
               sound
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Taste
               and
               consider
               well
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               that
               God's
               a
               gracious
               one
               :
            
             
               O
               happy
               man
               that
               trusts
               in
               him
               ,
            
             
               and
               ev'n
               in
               him
               alone
               .
            
          
           
             
               PSAL.
               XXXIIII
               .
               2.
               
               C.
               **
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 TUrn
                 back
                 thy
                 face
                 from
                 doing
                 ill
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 do
                 the
                 godly
                 deed
                 :
              
               
                 Inquire
                 for
                 peace
                 and
                 quietnesse
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 follow
                 it
                 with
                 speed
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 For
                 lo
                 ,
                 the
                 eyes
                 of
                 God
                 above
              
               
                 upon
                 the
                 just
                 are
                 bent
                 :
              
               
                 His
                 ears
                 likewise
                 do
                 hear
                 the
                 plaint
              
               
                 of
                 all
                 the
                 innocent
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 But
                 he
                 doth
                 frown
                 and
                 bend
                 his
                 brows
              
               
               
                 upon
                 the
                 wicked
                 train
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 cuts
                 from
                 earth
                 their
                 memory
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 none
                 of
                 them
                 remain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 But
                 when
                 the
                 just
                 do
                 call
                 and
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 the
                 Lord
                 doth
                 hear
                 them
                 so
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 out
                 of
                 pain
                 and
                 misery
              
               
                 he
                 lets
                 them
                 timely
                 go
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 ¶
                 The
                 Lord
                 is
                 kinde
                 and
                 straight
                 at
                 hand
              
               
                 to
                 such
                 as
                 are
                 contrite
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 also
                 saves
                 the
                 sorrowfull
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 humbled
                 in
                 his
                 sight
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 19
              
               
                 ¶
                 Full
                 many
                 be
                 the
                 miseries
              
               
                 of
                 just
                 and
                 righteous
                 men
                 :
              
               
                 But
                 out
                 of
                 all
                 adversities
              
               
                 the
                 Lord
                 delivereth
                 them
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 21
              
               
                 But
                 sin
                 shall
                 slay
                 the
                 wicked
                 man
                 ,
              
               
                 which
                 he
                 himself
                 hath
                 wrought
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 such
                 as
                 hate
                 the
                 righteous
                 man
                 ,
              
               
                 shall
                 soon
                 be
                 brought
                 to
                 nought
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 22
              
               
                 But
                 them
                 that
                 fear
                 the
                 living
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 he
                 keepeth
                 safe
                 and
                 sound
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 such
                 as
                 put
                 their
                 trust
                 in
                 him
                 ,
              
               
                 no
                 malice
                 shall
                 confound
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXV
             .
             the
             C.
             **
          
           
             
               LOrd
               plead
               my
               cause
               against
               my
               foes
               ,
            
             
               confound
               their
               force
               and
               might
               :
            
             
             
               Fight
               on
               my
               part
               against
               all
               those
               ,
            
             
               that
               seek
               with
               me
               to
               fight
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Lay
               hold
               upon
               the
               spear
               and
               shield
               ,
            
             
               thy self
               in
               armour
               dresse
               :
            
             
               Stand
               up
               for
               me
               ,
               and
               fight
               the
               field
               ,
            
             
               to
               help
               me
               from
               distresse
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Gird
               on
               thy
               sword
               ,
               and
               stop
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               mine
               enemies
               to
               withstand
               :
            
             
               Unto
               my
               soul
               be
               pleas'd
               to
               say
               ,
            
             
               I
               am
               thy
               help
               at
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               Confound
               them
               with
               rebuke
               and
               blame
               ,
            
             
               that
               seek
               my
               soul
               to
               kill
               :
            
             
               Let
               them
               turn
               back
               and
               flee
               with
               shame
               ,
            
             
               that
               seek
               to
               work
               me
               ill
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Let
               all
               their
               waies
               be
               void
               of
               light
               ,
            
             
               and
               slippery
               like
               to
               fall
               ,
            
             
               And
               send
               thine
               Angel
               with
               thy
               might
               ,
            
             
               to
               persecute
               them
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               then
               my
               bones
               shall
               speak
               and
               say
               ,
            
             
               my
               parts
               shall
               all
               agree
               :
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               what
               pow'r
               dost
               thou
               display
               ,
            
             
               what
               man
               is
               like
               to
               thee
               ?
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXVI
             .
             1.
             M.
             ***
          
           
             
               THe
               wicked
               with
               his
               works
               unjust
               ,
            
             
               doth
               thus
               perswade
               my
               heart
               .
            
             
             
               He
               serves
               not
               God
               ,
               he
               serves
               his
               lust
               ,
            
             
               and
               sets
               Gods
               fear
               apart
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Yet
               doth
               he
               joy
               in
               his
               estate
               ,
            
             
               to
               walk
               as
               he
               began
               :
            
             
               So
               long
               till
               he
               deserves
               the
               hate
               ,
            
             
               the
               hate
               of
               God
               and
               man
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               His
               words
               are
               wicked
               ,
               vile
               ,
               and
               naught
               ,
            
             
               his
               tongue
               no
               truth
               doth
               tell
               :
            
             
               Yet
               at
               no
               hand
               will
               he
               be
               taught
            
             
               which
               way
               he
               may
               do
               well
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               When
               he
               should
               sleep
               ,
               then
               doth
               he
               muse
            
             
               his
               mischiefs
               to
               fulfill
               :
            
             
               No
               wicked
               waies
               doth
               he
               refuse
               ,
            
             
               nor
               nothing
               that
               is
               ill
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               But
               Lord
               thy
               goodnesse
               doth
               ascend
            
             
               above
               the
               heavens
               hie
               ,
            
             
               So
               doth
               thy
               truth
               it self
               extend
            
             
               unto
               the
               starry
               skie
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Much
               more
               then
               hils
               so
               high
               and
               steep
               ,
            
             
               thy
               justice
               is
               exprest
               :
            
             
               Thy
               judgements
               like
               to
               seas
               most
               deep
               ,
            
             
               thou
               sav'st
               both
               man
               and
               beast
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               Thy
               mercy
               is
               above
               all
               things
               ,
            
             
               O
               God
               ,
               it
               doth
               excell
               :
            
             
               In
               trust
               whereof
               ,
               as
               in
               thy
               wings
               ,
            
             
             
               the
               sons
               of
               men
               shall
               dwell
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Within
               thy
               house
               they
               shall
               be
               fed
            
             
               with
               plenty
               at
               their
               will
               :
            
             
               Of
               all
               delights
               they
               shall
               be
               sped
               ,
            
             
               and
               take
               thereof
               their
               fill
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               For
               lo
               ,
               the
               well
               of
               life
               so
               pure
            
             
               doth
               ever
               flow
               from
               thee
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               thy
               light
               we
               shall
               be
               sure
            
             
               the
               lasting
               light
               to
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               ¶
               From
               such
               as
               thee
               desire
               to
               know
               ,
            
             
               let
               not
               thy
               grace
               depart
               :
            
             
               Thy
               righteousnesse
               declare
               and
               shew
            
             
               to
               men
               of
               upright
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Let
               not
               the
               proud
               on
               me
               prevail
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               of
               thy
               good
               grace
               :
            
             
               Nor
               let
               the
               wicked
               me
               assail
               ,
            
             
               to
               throw
               me
               out
               of
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               But
               they
               in
               their
               device
               shall
               fall
               ,
            
             
               that
               wicked
               works
               maintain
               :
            
             
               They
               shall
               be
               overthrown
               withall
               ,
            
             
               and
               never
               rise
               again
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXVII
             .
             the
             Coll.
             **
          
           
             
               34
            
             
               VVAit
               thou
               on
               God
               and
               keep
               his
               way
               ,
            
             
               he
               shall
               preserve
               thee
               then
            
             
               The
               earth
               to
               rule
               ,
               and
               thou
               shalt
               see
            
             
             
               destroy'd
               these
               wicked
               men
               .
            
          
           
             
               35
            
             
               The
               wicked
               have
               I
               seen
               most
               strong
               ,
            
             
               and
               plac'd
               in
               high
               degree
               :
            
             
               Flourishing
               in
               all
               wealth
               and
               store
               ,
            
             
               as
               doth
               the
               Lawrell-tree
               .
            
          
           
             
               36
            
             
               But
               suddenly
               he
               past
               away
               ,
            
             
               and
               lo
               ,
               he
               was
               quite
               gone
               :
            
             
               I
               sought
               him
               then
               ,
               but
               could
               not
               finde
            
             
               the
               place
               where
               dwelt
               such
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               37
            
             
               ¶
               Mark
               and
               behold
               the
               perfect
               man
               ,
            
             
               how
               God
               doth
               him
               increase
               :
            
             
               For
               righteous
               men
               shall
               have
               at
               length
            
             
               great
               joy
               ,
               with
               rest
               and
               peace
               .
            
          
           
             
               38
            
             
               As
               for
               transgressors
               ,
               wo
               to
               them
               ,
            
             
               together
               they
               shall
               fall
               ;
            
             
               God
               will
               cut
               off
               ungodly
               men
               ,
            
             
               and
               judge
               them
               once
               for
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               39
            
             
               But
               the
               salvation
               of
               the
               just
            
             
               doth
               come
               from
               God
               above
               :
            
             
               Who
               in
               their
               trouble
               sends
               them
               aid
               ,
            
             
               of
               his
               meer
               grace
               and
               love
               .
            
          
           
             
               40
            
             
               But
               sure
               the
               Lord
               will
               blesse
               and
               keep
               ,
            
             
               the
               righteous
               and
               the
               just
               ,
            
             
               From
               hands
               of
               lewd
               and
               wicked
               men
               ,
            
             
               because
               in
               him
               they
               trust
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             XXXIX
             .
             1.
             M.
             1.
             part
             .
             *
          
           
             
               I
               Said
               I
               will
               look
               to
               my
               waies
               ,
            
             
               for
               fear
               I
               should
               go
               wrong
               :
            
             
               I
               will
               take
               thee
               ,
               lest
               I
               offend
            
             
               with
               rashnesse
               of
               my
               tongue
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               As
               with
               a
               bridle
               I
               will
               keep
            
             
               my
               mouth
               with
               all
               my
               might
               :
            
             
               Not
               once
               to
               whisper
               all
               the
               while
               ,
            
             
               the
               wicked
               are
               in
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               I
               held
               my
               tongue
               ,
               and
               spake
               no
               word
               ,
            
             
               but
               kept
               me
               close
               and
               still
               :
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               from
               good
               talk
               I
               did
               refrain
               ,
            
             
               but
               sore
               against
               my
               will
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               My
               heart
               waxt
               hot
               within
               my
               brest
               ,
            
             
               with
               musing
               ,
               thought
               ,
               and
               doubt
               :
            
             
               Which
               did
               increase
               and
               stir
               the
               fire
               ,
            
             
               at
               last
               these
               words
               burst
               out
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               Lord
               ,
               number
               out
               my
               life
               and
               daies
            
             
               which
               yet
               I
               have
               not
               past
               :
            
             
               So
               that
               I
               may
               be
               certifi'd
            
             
               how
               long
               my
               life
               shall
               last
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               hast
               pointed
               out
               my
               life
               ,
            
             
               in
               length
               much
               like
               a
               span
               :
            
             
               Mine
               age
               is
               nothing
               unto
               thee
               ,
            
             
               so
               vain
               is
               every
               man
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               7
            
             
               Man
               ,
               surely
               ,
               walks
               in
               vainest
               shew
               ,
            
             
               and
               doth
               himself
               anoy
            
             
               In
               getting
               goods
               ,
               and
               cannot
               tell
            
             
               who
               shall
               the
               same
               enjoy
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Now
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               sith
               things
               this
               wise
               do
               frame
               ,
            
             
               what
               help
               do
               I
               desire
               ?
            
             
               In
               truth
               my
               help
               doth
               hang
               on
               thee
               ,
            
             
               I
               nothing
               else
               require
               .
            
          
           
             
               M.
               1.
               
               The
               second
               part
               .
               *
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 FRom
                 all
                 the
                 sinnes
                 that
                 I
                 have
                 done
                 ,
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 quit
                 me
                 out
                 of
                 hand
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 make
                 me
                 not
                 a
                 scorn
                 to
                 fools
              
               
                 that
                 nothing
                 understand
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 I
                 was
                 as
                 dumb
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 complain
              
               
                 no
                 trouble
                 might
                 me
                 move
                 :
              
               
                 Because
                 I
                 knew
                 it
                 was
                 thy
                 work
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 patience
                 for
                 to
                 prove
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 ¶
                 Lord
                 ,
                 take
                 from
                 me
                 thy
                 scourge
                 &
                 plague
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 can
                 them
                 not
                 withstand
                 :
              
               
                 I
                 faint
                 and
                 pine
                 away
                 for
                 fear
              
               
                 of
                 thy
                 most
                 heavy
                 hand
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 When
                 thou
                 for
                 sin
                 dost
                 man
                 rebuke
                 ,
              
               
                 he
                 waxeth
                 pale
                 and
                 wan
                 ?
              
               
                 And
                 like
                 a
                 cloth
                 that
                 moths
                 have
                 fret
                 :
              
               
                 so
                 vain
                 a
                 thing
                 is
                 man
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 hear
                 my
                 suit
                 ,
                 and
                 give
                 good
                 heed
                 ,
              
               
                 regard
                 my
                 tears
                 that
                 fall
                 :
              
               
                 I
                 sojourn
                 like
                 a
                 stranger
                 here
                 ,
              
               
                 as
                 did
                 my
                 fathers
                 all
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 O
                 spare
                 a
                 little
                 ,
                 give
                 me
                 space
              
               
                 my
                 strength
                 for
                 to
                 restore
                 :
              
               
                 Before
                 I
                 go
                 away
                 from
                 hence
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 shall
                 be
                 seen
                 no
                 more
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XL
             .
             1.
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               I
               Waited
               long
               and
               sought
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               and
               patiently
               did
               bear
               :
            
             
               At
               length
               to
               me
               he
               did
               accord
               ,
            
             
               my
               voice
               and
               cry
               to
               hear
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               He
               pluck'd
               me
               from
               the
               lake
               so
               deep
               ,
            
             
               out
               of
               the
               mire
               and
               clay
               :
            
             
               And
               on
               a
               rock
               he
               set
               my
               feet
               ,
            
             
               and
               he
               did
               guide
               my
               way
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               To
               me
               he
               taught
               a
               Psalm
               of
               praise
               ,
            
             
               which
               I
               must
               shew
               abroad
               :
            
             
               And
               sing
               new
               songs
               of
               thanks
               alwaies
            
             
               unto
               the
               Lord
               our
               God
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               When
               all
               the
               folk
               these
               things
               shall
               see
               ,
            
             
               they
               shall
               be
               much
               afraid
               :
            
             
               And
               fearing
               ,
               to
               the
               Lord
               will
               flee
               ,
            
             
               and
               trust
               upon
               his
               aid
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               blest
               is
               he
               ,
               whose
               hope
               and
               heart
            
             
               doth
               in
               the
               Lord
               remain
               :
            
             
               That
               with
               the
               proud
               doth
               take
               no
               part
               ,
            
             
               nor
               such
               as
               lie
               and
               fain
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               For
               Lord
               my
               God
               ,
               thy
               wondrous
               deeds
            
             
               in
               greatnesse
               far
               surmount
               :
            
             
               Thy
               favour
               towards
               us
               exceeds
            
             
               all
               things
               that
               we
               can
               count
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               When
               I
               intend
               and
               do
               devise
            
             
               thy
               works
               abroad
               to
               show
               :
            
             
               To
               such
               a
               reckning
               they
               do
               rise
               ,
            
             
               thereof
               no
               end
               I
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Burnt-offrings
               thou
               delightest
               not
               in
               ,
            
             
               it
               is
               not
               thy
               desire
               :
            
             
               With
               sacrifice
               to
               purge
               his
               sin
               ,
            
             
               thou
               dost
               of
               none
               require
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Offerings
               likewise
               and
               sacrifice
            
             
               thou
               wouldst
               not
               have
               at
               all
               :
            
             
               But
               thou
               hast
               boar'd
               mine
               ears
               (
               O
               Lord
               )
            
             
               to
               hearken
               to
               thy
               call
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Collect.
               *
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 THy
                 justice
                 and
                 thy
                 righteousnesse
              
               
                 in
                 great
                 resorts
                 I
                 tell
                 :
              
               
                 Behold
                 ,
                 my
                 tongue
                 no
                 time
                 doth
                 cease
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 know'st
                 full
                 well
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 I
                 kept
                 not
                 close
                 thy
                 loving
                 minde
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 no
                 man
                 should
                 it
                 know
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 trust
                 that
                 in
                 thy
                 truth
                 I
                 finde
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 all
                 the
                 Church
                 I
                 show
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 ¶
                 Thy
                 tender
                 mercie
                 (
                 Lord
                 )
                 from
                 me
              
               
                 withdraw
                 thou
                 not
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 let
                 thy
                 love
                 and
                 veritie
              
               
                 preserve
                 me
                 day
                 by
                 day
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 For
                 O
                 ,
                 with
                 mischiefs
                 many
                 a
                 one
              
               
                 full
                 sore
                 beset
                 am
                 I
                 :
              
               
                 My
                 sinnes
                 increase
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 come
                 on
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 even
                 droop
                 and
                 die
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 With
                 speed
                 send
                 help
                 and
                 set
                 me
                 free
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 to
                 thee
                 I
                 pray
                 :
              
               
                 Make
                 haste
                 to
                 aid
                 and
                 succour
                 me
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 do
                 not
                 say
                 me
                 nay
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 19
              
               
                 Let
                 them
                 sustain
                 rebuke
                 and
                 shame
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 seek
                 my
                 soul
                 to
                 kill
                 :
              
               
                 Drive
                 back
                 my
                 foes
                 ,
                 and
                 blast
                 their
                 fame
                 ,
              
               
                 whoever
                 wish
                 me
                 ill
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 23
              
               
                 For
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 art
                 my
                 hope
                 and
                 trust
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 refuge
                 ,
                 help
                 and
                 stay
                 :
              
               
                 Wherefore
                 ,
                 my
                 God
                 ,
                 as
                 thou
                 art
                 just
                 ,
              
               
                 with
                 me
                 no
                 time
                 delay
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             XLI
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               THe
               man
               is
               blest
               that
               mindes
               the
               poor
            
             
               and
               is
               a
               cheerfull
               giver
               :
            
             
               For
               in
               the
               season
               perillous
            
             
               the
               Lord
               will
               him
               deliver
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Lord
               will
               make
               him
               safe
               and
               sound
               ,
            
             
               and
               happy
               in
               the
               land
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               will
               not
               deliver
               him
            
             
               into
               his
               enemies
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               ,
               in
               his
               bed
               when
               he
               lies
               sick
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               will
               him
               restore
               :
            
             
               And
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               wilt
               turn
               to
               health
            
             
               his
               sicknesse
               and
               his
               sore
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Then
               in
               my
               sicknesse
               thus
               say
               I
               ,
            
             
               have
               mercy
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               on
               me
               :
            
             
               And
               heal
               my
               sick
               and
               sinfull
               soul
               ,
            
             
               that
               hath
               offended
               thee
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XLII
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               LIke
               as
               the
               Hart
               doth
               breathe
               and
               bray
               ,
            
             
               the
               well-springs
               to
               obtain
               :
            
             
               So
               doth
               my
               soul
               desire
               ,
               and
               pray
            
             
               to
               see
               Gods
               house
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               My
               soul
               doth
               thirst
               ,
               and
               would
               draw
               neer
            
             
               the
               living
               God
               to
               see
               :
            
             
               O
               when
               ,
               my
               God
               ,
               shall
               I
               appear
               ,
            
             
               and
               in
               thy
               presence
               be
               ?
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               tears
               all
               times
               are
               my
               repast
               ,
            
             
               which
               from
               mine
               eyes
               to
               slide
               ,
            
             
               While
               wicked
               men
               cry
               out
               so
               fast
               ,
            
             
               where
               now
               is
               God
               thy
               guide
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Alas●
               what
               grief
               is
               it
               to
               think
            
             
               what
               freedom
               once
               I
               had
               ?
            
             
               Therefore
               my
               soul
               begins
               to
               sink
               ,
            
             
               and
               is
               exceeding
               sad
               .
            
          
           
             
               When
               I
               did
               march
               in
               good
               aray
               ,
            
             
               and
               furnisht
               with
               my
               train
               :
            
             
               Unto
               the
               Temple
               was
               our
               way
               ,
            
             
               With
               many
               a
               pleasant
               strain
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Now
               then
               my
               soul
               ;
               why
               art
               thou
               sad
               ,
            
             
               and
               fre●st
               so
               in
               my
               brest
               ?
            
             
               Hope
               still
               for
               help
               that
               may
               be
               had
               ,
            
             
               and
               grace
               from
               God
               exprest
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               And
               trust
               thou
               in
               the
               Lord
               alwaies
               ,
            
             
               and
               thou
               the
               time
               shalt●
               see
            
             
               To
               give
               him
               honour
               ,
               thanks
               and
               praise
               ,
            
             
               for
               health
               restor'd
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XLIII
             .
             2.
             M.
             *
          
           
             
               IUdge
               and
               revenge
               my
               cause
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               from
               them
               that
               evil
               be
               :
            
             
               From
               wicked
               and
               deceitfull
               men
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               deliver
               me
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               2
            
             
               For
               of
               my
               strength
               thou
               art
               the
               God
               ,
            
             
               why
               dost
               thou
               leave
               me
               so
               ?
            
             
               And
               why
               walk
               I
               so
               heavily
            
             
               oppressed
               with
               my
               so
               ?
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               ¶
               Send
               out
               thy
               light
               and
               blessed
               truth
               ,
            
             
               and
               lead
               me
               with
               thy
               grace
               :
            
             
               And
               so
               conduct
               me
               to
               thy
               hill
               ,
            
             
               and
               to
               thy
               dwelling
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Then
               shall
               I
               to
               the
               Altar
               go
               ,
            
             
               of
               God
               my
               joy
               of
               heart
               :
            
             
               And
               on
               my
               harp
               give
               thanks
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               O
               God
               ,
               my
               God
               that
               art
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Why
               art
               thou
               then
               so
               sad
               my
               soul
               ,
            
             
               and
               fretst
               thus
               in
               my
               brest
               ?
            
             
               Still
               trust
               in
               God
               ,
               for
               him
               to
               praise
               ,
            
             
               I
               hold
               it
               alwaies
               best
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               By
               him
               I
               have
               deliverance
               ,
            
             
               against
               all
               pain
               and
               grief
               :
            
             
               He
               is
               my
               God
               ,
               which
               doth
               alwaies
            
             
               at
               need
               send
               me
               relief
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XLV
             .
             1.
             M.
             1.
             p.
             Have
             mercy
             ,
          
           
             
               MY
               heart
               doth
               take
               in
               hand
               ,
            
             
               a
               godly
               song
               to
               sing
               ,
            
             
               The
               praise
               that
               I
               shall
               shew
               therein
               ,
            
             
               pertaineth
               to
               the
               King●
            
          
           
           
             
               2
            
             
               My
               tongue
               shall
               be
               as
               quick
               ,
            
             
               his
               honour
               to
               indite
               ,
            
             
               As
               is
               the
               pen
               of
               any
               scribe
               ,
            
             
               that
               useth
               fast
               to
               write
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               O
               fairest
               of
               all
               men
               ,
            
             
               thy
               speech
               is
               pleasant
               pure
               :
            
             
               For
               God
               hath
               blessed
               thee
               with
               gifts
               ,
            
             
               for
               ever
               to
               endure
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               About
               thee
               gird
               thy
               sword
               ,
            
             
               O
               prince
               of
               might
               elect
               :
            
             
               With
               glory
               ,
               honour
               ,
               and
               renown
            
             
               thy
               person
               pure
               is
               deckt
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Go
               forth
               with
               prospr'ous
               speed
               ,
            
             
               with
               meeknesse
               ,
               truth
               and
               right
               :
            
             
               And
               thy
               right
               hand
               shall
               teach
               thee
               things
               ,
            
             
               that
               are
               of
               dreadfull
               might
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               T●ine
               arrows
               sharp
               ,
               and
               keen
            
             
               their
               hearts
               so
               sore
               shall
               sting
               :
            
             
               That
               folk
               shall
               come
               and
               kneel
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               yea
               ,
               all
               thy
               foes
               ,
               O
               King
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               Thy
               royall
               seat
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               for
               ever
               shall
               remain
               :
            
             
               Because
               the
               Scepter
               of
               thy
               might
            
             
               doth
               righteousnesse
               maintain
               ,
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Because
               thou
               lov'st
               the
               right
               ,
            
             
             
               and
               dost
               the
               ill
               detest
               ,
            
             
               Hath
               God
               thy
               God
               anointed
               thee
            
             
               with
               joy
               ,
               above
               the
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               With
               myrrh
               and
               savours
               sweet
            
             
               thou
               art
               perfum'd
               and
               clad
               ,
            
             
               When
               thou
               dost
               from
               thy
               palace
               passe
               ,
            
             
               thereby
               to
               make
               thee
               glad
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Kings
               Daughters
               are
               among
               ,
            
             
               thy
               noble
               concubines
               :
            
             
               At
               thy
               right
               hand
               the
               Queen
               her self
               ,
            
             
               in
               gold
               of
               Ophir
               shines
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               part
               .
               ***
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 O
                 Daughter
                 take
                 good
                 heed
                 ,
              
               
                 incline
                 and
                 give
                 good
                 ear
                 :
              
               
                 Thou
                 must
                 forsake
                 thy
                 kinred
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 fathers
                 house
                 most
                 dear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 Then
                 shall
                 the
                 King
                 desire
              
               
                 thy
                 beauty
                 fair
                 and
                 trim
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 lo
                 ,
                 he
                 is
                 the
                 Lord
                 thy
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 thou
                 must
                 worship
                 him
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 The
                 daughters
                 then
                 of
                 Tyre
                 ,
              
               
                 with
                 gifts
                 full
                 rich
                 to
                 see
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 the
                 wealthy
                 of
                 the
                 land●
              
               
                 shall
                 make
                 their
                 suit
                 to
                 thee
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 The
                 daughter
                 of
                 the
                 King●
              
               
               
                 is
                 glorious
                 to
                 behold
                 :
              
               
                 With
                 inward
                 glory
                 glittering
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 deckt
                 in
                 beaten
                 gold
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 In
                 robes
                 of
                 needle-work
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 many
                 a
                 pleasant
                 thing
                 :
              
               
                 With
                 virgins
                 fair
                 on
                 her
                 to
                 wait
                 ,
              
               
                 she
                 commeth
                 to
                 the
                 King
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 Thus
                 are
                 they
                 brought
                 with
                 joy
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 mirth
                 on
                 every
                 side
                 :
              
               
                 Into
                 the
                 palace
                 of
                 King
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 there
                 they
                 do
                 abide
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 In
                 stead
                 of
                 parents
                 left
                 ,
              
               
                 (
                 O
                 Queen
                 ,
                 the
                 case
                 so
                 stands
                 )
              
               
                 Thou
                 shalt
                 have
                 sons
                 ,
                 whom
                 thou
                 maist
                 set
              
               
                 as
                 Princes
                 in
                 the
                 lands
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 Wherefore
                 thy
                 holy
                 Name
                 ,
              
               
                 all
                 ages
                 shall
                 record
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 people
                 shall
                 give
                 thanks
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 evermore
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XLVI
             .
             1.
             M.
             *
          
           
             
               THe
               Lord
               is
               our
               defence
               and
               aid
               ,
            
             
               the
               strength
               whereby
               we
               stand
               :
            
             
               When
               we
               with
               wo
               are
               much
               dismaid
            
             
               he
               is
               our
               help
               at
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Though
               th'
               earth
               remove
               we
               will
               not
               fear
               ,
            
             
             
               though
               hils
               so
               high
               and
               steep
            
             
               Be
               tumbled
               headlong
               here
               and
               there
               ,
            
             
               within
               the
               sea
               so
               deep
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               No
               ,
               though
               the
               waves
               do
               rage
               so
               sore
               ,
            
             
               that
               all
               the
               banks
               it
               drown
               :
            
             
               And
               though
               it
               overflow
               the
               shore
               ,
            
             
               and
               beat
               the
               mountains
               down
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               Shilohs
               river
               sends
               abroad
            
             
               his
               pleasant
               streams
               apace
               :
            
             
               To
               glad
               the
               City
               of
               our
               God
               ,
            
             
               and
               wash
               his
               holy
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               In
               midst
               of
               her
               the
               Lord
               doth
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               she
               can
               no
               whit
               decay
               :
            
             
               All
               things
               against
               her
               that
               rebell
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               will
               take
               away
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               heathen
               folk
               the
               kingdoms
               fear
               ,
            
             
               the
               people
               make
               a
               noise
               ;
            
             
               The
               earth
               doth
               melt
               ,
               and
               not
               appear
               ,
            
             
               when
               God
               puts
               forth
               his
               voice
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               Lord
               of
               hosts
               doth
               take
               our
               part
               ,
            
             
               to
               us
               he
               hath
               an
               eye
               :
            
             
               Our
               hope
               of
               health
               with
               all
               our
               heart
            
             
               on
               Jacobs
               God
               doth
               lie
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               ¶
               ●●ome
               see
               ,
               and
               let
               your
               eyes
               be
               taught
            
             
               the
               working
               of
               our
               God
               :
            
             
             
               What
               wonders
               he
               himself
               hath
               wrought
            
             
               in
               all
               the
               world
               abroad
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               By
               him
               all
               wars
               are
               hus●●t
               and
               gone
               ,
            
             
               which
               countries
               did
               conspire
               :
            
             
               Their
               bowes
               he
               brake
               ,
               and
               spears
               each
               one
               ,
            
             
               their
               chariots
               burnt
               with
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Leave
               off
               therefore
               (
               saith
               he
               )
               and
               know
            
             
               that
               I
               am
               God
               and
               guide
               :
            
             
               Among
               the
               heathen
               high
               and
               low
            
             
               will
               I
               be
               magnifi'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               The
               Lord
               of
               hosts
               doth
               us
               defend
               ,
            
             
               he
               is
               our
               strength
               and
               tow'r
               :
            
             
               On
               Jacobs
               God
               we
               do
               depend
               ,
            
             
               and
               on
               his
               mighty
               pow'r
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XLIX
             .
             the
             Coll.
             **
          
           
             
               ALl
               people
               hearken
               and
               give
               ear
               ,
            
             
               to
               that
               ,
               that
               I
               shall
               tell
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Both
               high
               and
               low
               ,
               both
               rich
               and
               poor
               ,
            
             
               that
               in
               the
               world
               do
               dwell
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Why
               should
               I
               fear
               affliction
               ,
            
             
               or
               any
               carefull
               toil
               :
            
             
               Or
               else
               my
               foes
               that
               follow
               me
               ,
            
             
               and
               seek
               my
               soul
               to
               spoil
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               For
               as
               for
               such
               as
               riches
               have
               ,
            
             
               wherein
               their
               trust
               is
               most
               ;
            
             
             
               And
               they
               which
               of
               their
               treasures
               great
               ,
            
             
               themselves
               do
               brag
               and
               boast
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               There
               is
               not
               one
               of
               them
               that
               can
               ,
            
             
               his
               brothers
               soul
               redeem
               :
            
             
               Or
               that
               can
               give
               a
               price
               to
               God
               ,
            
             
               sufficient
               in
               esteem
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               It
               is
               too
               great
               a
               price
               to
               pay
               ,
            
             
               none
               can
               thereto
               attain
               :
            
             
               Or
               that
               he
               might
               his
               life
               prolong
               ,
            
             
               or
               not
               in
               grave
               remain
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               ¶
               Their
               care
               is
               to
               build
               houses
               fair
               ,
            
             
               and
               so
               determine
               sure
               ,
            
             
               To
               make
               their
               name
               right
               great
               on
               earth
               ,
            
             
               for
               ever
               to
               endure
               .
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               But
               tho
               they
               speak
               their
               foolish
               thoughts
               ,
            
             
               which
               are
               most
               lewd
               and
               vain
               ;
            
             
               Their
               children
               yet
               approve
               their
               talk
               ,
            
             
               and
               in
               like
               sin
               remain
               .
            
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               As
               sheep
               are
               brought
               into
               the
               fold
               ,
            
             
               so
               shall
               they
               go
               to
               grave
               :
            
             
               Devour'd
               by
               death
               ,
               till
               day
               shall
               dawn
               ,
            
             
               and
               just
               men
               lordship
               have
               .
            
          
           
             
               Their
               image
               and
               their
               royall
               port
            
             
               shall
               fade
               and
               soon
               decay
               :
            
             
               When
               as
               from
               house
               to
               grave
               they
               go●
            
             
             
               with
               mourning
               all
               the
               way
               .
            
          
           
             
               15
            
             
               But
               surely
               God
               will
               me
               preserve
            
             
               from
               death
               and
               endlesse
               pain
               ;
            
             
               Because
               he
               will
               receive
               my
               soul
               ,
            
             
               and
               I
               shall
               live
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               17
            
             
               ¶
               If
               any
               man
               wax
               wondrous
               rich
               ,
            
             
               fear
               not
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               therefore
               ;
            
             
               Although
               the
               glory
               of
               his
               house
               ,
            
             
               increaseth
               more
               and
               more
               .
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               For
               when
               he
               dies
               and
               sleeps
               in
               dust
               ,
            
             
               no
               good
               shall
               he
               receive
               ;
            
             
               His
               glory
               will
               not
               follow
               him
               ,
            
             
               his
               pomp
               will
               take
               her
               leave
               .
            
          
           
             
               19
            
             
               Yet
               in
               this
               life
               he
               takes
               himself
            
             
               the
               happiest
               under
               Sun
               :
            
             
               And
               others
               flatter
               him
               ,
               and
               say
               ,
            
             
               that
               all
               was
               bravely
               done
               .
            
          
           
             
               20
            
             
               And
               presuppose
               he
               live
               as
               long
               ,
            
             
               as
               did
               his
               fathers
               old
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               must
               he
               needs
               at
               length
               be
               brought
            
             
               to
               deaths
               devouring
               fold
               .
            
          
           
             
               Thus
               man
               to
               honour
               God
               hath
               cal'd
               ,
            
             
               yet
               he
               considers
               not
               ;
            
             
               But
               is
               compared
               to
               the
               beasts
               ,
            
             
               which
               quickly
               die
               and
               rot
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             L.
             the
             Col.
             Have
             mercie
             .
             **
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               GIve
               to
               the
               Lord
               his
               praise
               ,
            
             
               with
               thanks
               to
               him
               apply
               :
            
             
               And
               see
               thou
               pay
               thy
               vowes
               alwaies
            
             
               to
               God
               that
               is
               most
               hie
               ,
            
          
           
             
               15
            
             
               Then
               seek
               and
               sue
               to
               me
               ,
            
             
               in
               any
               dang'rous
               daies
               ,
            
             
               And
               I
               will
               sure
               deliver
               thee
               ,
            
             
               and
               thou
               shalt
               give
               me
               praise
               .
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               But
               to
               the
               wicked
               train
               ,
            
             
               which
               talk
               of
               God
               each
               day
               :
            
             
               And
               yet
               their
               works
               are
               foul
               and
               vain
               ,
            
             
               to
               them
               the
               Lord
               will
               say
               ,
            
          
           
             
               17
            
             
               With
               what
               face
               darest
               thou
            
             
               my
               word
               once
               speak
               or
               name
               ?
            
             
               Why
               doth
               thy
               talk
               my
               law
               allow
               ?
            
             
               thy
               deeds
               deny
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               Whereas
               thy
               life
               to
               mend
            
             
               thou
               art
               so
               slow
               and
               slack
               :
            
             
               My
               word
               ,
               the
               which
               thou
               dost
               pretend
               ,
            
             
               is
               cast
               behinde
               thy
               back
               :
            
          
           
             
               19
            
             
               ¶
               When
               thou
               a
               thief
               dost
               see
               ,
            
             
               by
               theft
               to
               live
               in
               wealth
               :
            
             
               With
               him
               thou
               runn'st
               ,
               and
               dost
               agree
            
             
               likewise
               to
               thrive
               by
               stealth
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               20
            
             
               When
               thou
               dost
               them
               behold
               ,
            
             
               that
               wives
               and
               maids
               defile
               :
            
             
               Thou
               lik'st
               it
               well
               ,
               and
               waxest
               bold
               ,
            
             
               to
               use
               that
               life
               most
               vile
               .
            
          
           
             
               21
            
             
               Thy
               lips
               thou
               dost
               apply
            
             
               to
               stander
               and
               defame
               :
            
             
               Thy
               tongue
               is
               taught
               ,
               and
               learns
               to
               lie
               ,
            
             
               and
               still
               doth
               use
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               22
            
             
               Thou
               studiest
               to
               revile
            
             
               thy
               friends
               to
               thee
               so
               near
               :
            
             
               Thy
               tongue
               with
               slander
               doth
               defile
            
             
               thy
               mothers
               son
               most
               dear
               .
            
          
           
             
               23
            
             
               Hereat
               while
               I
               do
               wink
               ,
            
             
               as
               though
               I
               did
               not
               see
               :
            
             
               Thou
               goest
               on
               still
               ,
               and
               so
               dost
               think
            
             
               that
               I
               am
               like
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               24
            
             
               But
               sure
               I
               will
               not
               let
            
             
               to
               strike
               when
               I
               begin
               :
            
             
               Thy
               faults
               in
               order
               I
               will
               set
               ,
            
             
               and
               open
               all
               thy
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               25
            
             
               Mark
               this
               I
               you
               require
               ,
            
             
               that
               have
               not
               God
               in
               minde
               :
            
             
               Left
               when
               I
               plague
               you
               in
               mine
               ire
               ,
            
             
               your
               help
               be
               far
               to
               finde
               .
            
          
           
             
               26
            
             
               But
               he
               that
               gives
               me
               praise
               ,
            
             
             
               he
               glorifieth
               me
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               that
               walks
               in
               godly
               waies
               ,
            
             
               shall
               Gods
               salvation
               see
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LI.
             1.
             M.
             1.
             part
             .
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               consider
               my
               distresse
               ,
            
             
               And
               now
               with
               speed
               some
               pity
               take
               ,
            
             
               My
               sins
               remit
               ,
               my
               woes
               redresse
               ,
            
             
               Good
               Lord
               ,
               for
               thy
               great
               mercies
               sake
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Wash
               me
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               and
               make
               me
               clean
            
             
               From
               this
               unjust
               and
               sinfull
               act
               :
            
             
               And
               purifie
               yet
               once
               again
            
             
               My
               hainous
               crime
               and
               bloody
               fact
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Remorse
               and
               sorrow
               do
               constrain
               ,
            
             
               And
               force
               me
               to
               confesse
               my
               sin
               :
            
             
               Before
               my
               face
               they
               still
               remain
            
             
               As
               fresh
               as
               first
               they
               did
               begin
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               thee
               alone
               I
               have
               contem'd
               ,
            
             
               Committing
               evil
               in
               thy
               sight
               :
            
             
               And
               if
               I
               were
               therefore
               condem'd
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               were
               thy
               judgements
               just
               and
               right
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               Behold
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               for
               thou
               dost
               know
               ,
            
             
               That
               I
               was
               bred
               and
               born
               in
               sin
               :
            
             
               My
               mother
               hath
               conceiv'd
               me
               so
               ,
            
             
               Yet
               I
               vile
               wretch
               remain
               therein
               ,
            
          
           
           
             
               6
            
             
               Also
               behold
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               dost
               love
            
             
               The
               inward
               truth
               of
               hearts
               sincere
               :
            
             
               And
               grace
               and
               wisdom
               from
               above
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               reveal'd
               within
               me
               there
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               If
               thou
               with
               hysop
               purge
               this
               blot
               ,
            
             
               I
               shall
               be
               clearer
               then
               the
               glasse
               :
            
             
               And
               if
               thou
               wash
               away
               my
               spot
               ,
            
             
               The
               snow
               in
               whitenesse
               shall
               I
               passe
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Therefore
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               such
               succour
               send
               ,
            
             
               That
               I
               may
               feel
               some
               joy
               within
               :
            
             
               And
               that
               my
               strength
               may
               now
               amend
               ,
            
             
               Which
               thou
               hast
               weakned
               for
               my
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Turn
               back
               thy
               face
               and
               frowning
               ire
               ,
            
             
               For
               I
               have
               felt
               enough
               thy
               hand
               :
            
             
               And
               purge
               my
               sins
               ,
               I
               thee
               desire
               ,
            
             
               Which
               do
               in
               number
               passe
               the
               sand
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Make
               new
               my
               heart
               within
               my
               brest
               ,
            
             
               And
               frame
               it
               to
               thy
               holy
               will
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               me
               have
               a
               constant
               guest
               ,
            
             
               Of
               thy
               sweet
               Spirit
               in
               me
               still
               .
            
          
           
             
               1.
               M.
               The
               second
               part
               .
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 CAst
                 me
                 not
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 out
                 from
                 thy
                 face
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 speedily
                 my
                 torments
                 end
                 :
              
               
                 Take
                 not
                 from
                 me
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 of
                 grace
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 may
                 from
                 dangers
                 me
                 defend
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 Restore
                 me
                 to
                 those
                 joyes
                 again
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 I
                 was
                 wont
                 in
                 thee
                 to
                 finde
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 thy
                 free
                 Spirit
                 let
                 me
                 retain
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 stablish
                 much
                 my
                 heart
                 and
                 minde
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 Thus
                 when
                 I
                 shall
                 thy
                 mercies
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 shall
                 admonish
                 those
                 that
                 sin
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 men
                 that
                 are
                 likewise
                 brought
                 low
                 ,
              
               
                 By
                 mine
                 example
                 shall
                 come
                 in
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 O
                 God
                 ,
                 that
                 of
                 my
                 health
                 art
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Forgive
                 me
                 this
                 my
                 bloudy
                 crime
                 :
              
               
                 My
                 heart
                 and
                 tongue
                 shall
                 then
                 accord
              
               
                 To
                 sing
                 thy
                 righteousnes
                 divine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 ¶
                 Touch
                 thou
                 my
                 lips
                 ,
                 my
                 tongue
                 untie
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 that
                 hast
                 the
                 only
                 key
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 my
                 mouth
                 shall
                 testifie
              
               
                 Thy
                 wondrous
                 works
                 and
                 praise
                 alway
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 And
                 as
                 for
                 outward
                 sacrifice
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 would
                 have
                 offered
                 many
                 a
                 one
                 :
              
               
                 Had
                 they
                 been
                 valu'd
                 in
                 thine
                 eyes
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 therein
                 pleasure
                 tak'st
                 thou
                 none
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 The
                 heavy
                 heart
                 ,
                 the
                 minde
                 opprest
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 never
                 dost
                 despise
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 verily
                 it
                 is
                 the
                 best
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 best
                 of
                 all
                 the
                 sacrifice
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 unto
                 Sion
                 turn
                 thy
                 face
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Pour
                 down
                 thy
                 mercies
                 on
                 thy
                 hill
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 on
                 Jerusalem
                 thy
                 grace
                 ,
              
               
                 Build
                 up
                 the
                 wals
                 ,
                 and
                 love
                 it
                 still
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 19
              
               
                 Our
                 offrings
                 then
                 thou
                 shalt
                 accept
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 whole
                 burnt●
                 offrings
                 shall
                 be
                 pai'd
                 ;
              
               
                 In
                 righteousnesse
                 observ'd
                 and
                 kept
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 on
                 thy
                 holy
                 altars
                 lai'd
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LII
             .
             1.
             M.
             *
          
           
             
               VVHy
               dost
               thou
               ,
               tyrant
               ,
               boast
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               thy
               wicked
               works
               to
               praise
               ?
            
             
               Dost
               thou
               not
               know
               there
               is
               a
               God
               ,
            
             
               whose
               mercies
               last
               alwaies
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Why
               doth
               thy
               minde
               yet
               still
               devise
               ,
            
             
               such
               wicked
               wiles
               to
               warp
               ?
            
             
               Thy
               tongue
               untrue
               in
               forging
               lies
               ,
            
             
               is
               like
               a
               razour
               sharp
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               On
               mischief
               why
               setst
               thou
               thy
               minde
               ,
            
             
               and
               wilt
               not
               walk
               upright
               ?
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               more
               minde
               false
               tales
               to
               finde
               ,
            
             
               then
               bring
               the
               truth
               to
               light
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               delight
               in
               fraud
               and
               guile
               ,
            
             
               in
               mischief
               ,
               bloud
               and
               wrong
               :
            
             
               Thy
               lips
               have
               learn'd
               the
               flattering
               stile
               ,
            
             
               O
               false
               deceitfull
               tongue
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               Therefore
               shall
               God
               for
               aye
               confound
               ,
            
             
               and
               pluck
               thee
               from
               thy
               place
               :
            
             
               Root
               out
               thy
               seed
               ev'n
               from
               the
               ground
               ,
            
             
               and
               ruine
               all
               thy
               race
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               just
               ,
               when
               they
               behold
               thy
               fall
               ,
            
             
               with
               fear
               will
               praise
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               reproach
               of
               thee
               withall
               ,
            
             
               cry
               out
               with
               one
               accord
               ,
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Behold
               the
               man
               that
               would
               not
               take
            
             
               the
               Lord
               for
               his
               defence
               :
            
             
               But
               of
               his
               goods
               his
               god
               did
               make
               ,
            
             
               and
               sin
               his
               confidence
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               But
               I
               an
               Olive
               fresh
               and
               green
               ,
            
             
               shall
               spring
               and
               spread
               abroad
               :
            
             
               Because
               my
               trust
               all
               times
               hath
               been
            
             
               upon
               the
               living
               God
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               For
               this
               therefore
               will
               I
               give
               praise
            
             
               to
               thee
               with
               heart
               and
               voice
               :
            
             
               I
               will
               set
               forth
               thy
               Name
               alwaies
               ,
            
             
               wherein
               thy
               Saints
               rejoyce
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LV
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               my
               God
               ,
               give
               ear
               to
               mee
               ,
            
             
               and
               hear
               when
               I
               do
               pray
               :
            
             
               And
               when
               to
               thee
               I
               call
               and
               cry
               ,
            
             
             
               hide
               not
               thy self
               away
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Take
               heed
               to
               me
               ,
               grant
               my
               request
               ,
            
             
               and
               answer
               me
               again
               :
            
             
               With
               plaints
               I
               pray
               full
               sore
               opprest
               ,
            
             
               great
               grief
               doth
               me
               constrain
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Because
               my
               foes
               with
               threats
               and
               cries
               ,
            
             
               oppresse
               me
               through
               despight
               :
            
             
               The
               workers
               of
               iniquities
               ,
            
             
               to
               vex
               me
               have
               delight
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               My
               heart
               doth
               faint
               for
               want
               of
               breath
               ,
            
             
               it
               panteth
               in
               my
               brest
               :
            
             
               The
               terrours
               and
               the
               dread
               of
               death
               ,
            
             
               do
               take
               away
               my
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Divide
               them
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               and
               from
               them
               pull
            
             
               their
               devillish
               double
               tongue
               ;
            
             
               For
               I
               have
               spide
               their
               city
               full
            
             
               of
               rapine
               ,
               strife
               and
               wrong
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               If
               that
               my
               foes
               did
               seek
               my
               shame
               ,
            
             
               I
               might
               it
               well
               abide
               :
            
             
               From
               open
               enemies
               check
               and
               blame
               ,
            
             
               some where
               I
               could
               me
               hide
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               But
               thou
               it
               wast
               ,
               my
               fellow
               dear
               ,
            
             
               which
               friendship
               didst
               pretend
               ,
            
             
               And
               didst
               my
               secret
               counsell
               hear
               ,
            
             
               as
               my
               familiar
               friend
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               8
            
             
               But
               I
               unto
               my
               God
               will
               cry
               ,
            
             
               to
               him
               for
               help
               I
               flee
               :
            
             
               The
               Lord
               will
               help
               me
               by
               and
               by
               ,
            
             
               and
               he
               will
               succour
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               At
               morning
               ,
               noon
               ,
               and
               evening
               tide
               ,
            
             
               unto
               the
               Lord
               I
               pray
               :
            
             
               When
               I
               so
               instantly
               have
               cride
               ,
            
             
               he
               doth
               not
               say
               me
               nay
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LVI
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               HAve
               mercy
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               on
               me
               I
               pray
               ,
            
             
               for
               man
               would
               me
               devour
               :
            
             
               He
               fighteth
               with
               me
               day
               by
               day
               ,
            
             
               and
               troubleth
               me
               each
               hour
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               When
               they
               would
               make
               me
               most
               afraid
            
             
               with
               boasts
               and
               brags
               of
               pride
               ,
            
             
               I
               trust
               in
               thee
               alone
               for
               aid
               ,
            
             
               therefore
               I
               shall
               not
               slide
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Gods
               promise
               I
               do
               minde
               ,
               and
               praise
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               I
               stick
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               I
               care
               not
               what
               proud
               flesh
               assaies
               ,
            
             
               what
               man
               can
               do
               to
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               What
               things
               I
               either
               did
               or
               spake
               ,
            
             
               they
               wrested
               at
               their
               will
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               counsell
               that
               they
               take
               ,
            
             
               is
               how
               to
               work
               me
               ill
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               Shall
               they
               escape
               by
               mischief
               still
               :
            
             
               thou
               ,
               God
               ,
               upon
               them
               frown
               ;
            
             
               And
               ,
               in
               thine
               anger
               terrible
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               cast
               their
               Kingdom
               down
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Thou
               seest
               how
               oft
               they
               made
               me
               flee
               ,
            
             
               and
               on
               my
               tears
               dost
               look
               ;
            
             
               Reserve
               them
               in
               a
               glasse
               by
               thee
               ,
            
             
               and
               write
               them
               in
               thy
               book
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               ¶
               When
               I
               do
               call
               upon
               thy
               Name
            
             
               my
               foes
               do
               faint
               and
               flie
               :
            
             
               God
               takes
               my
               part
               ,
               I
               know
               the
               same
               ,
            
             
               I
               know
               it
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thereby
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               I
               trust
               in
               God
               ,
               and
               therefore
               say
               ,
            
             
               as
               I
               before
               began
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               is
               my
               defence
               and
               stay
               ,
            
             
               I
               do
               not
               care
               for
               man
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               I
               will
               perform
               ,
               with
               heart
               so
               free
               ,
            
             
               to
               God
               ,
               my
               vows
               alwaies
               :
            
             
               And
               I
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               will
               offer
               thee
               ,
            
             
               perpetuall
               thanks
               and
               praise
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LVII
             .
             the
             Col.
             **
          
           
             
               TAke
               pitie
               for
               thy
               promise
               sake
               ,
            
             
               have
               mercy
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               on
               me
               :
            
             
               Now
               doth
               my
               soul
               it self
               betake
            
             
             
               to
               seek
               for
               help
               from
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               I
               call
               upon
               the
               Lord
               most
               hie
               ,
            
             
               to
               whom
               I
               stick
               and
               stand
               :
            
             
               I
               mean
               the
               God
               that
               will
               stand
               by
            
             
               the
               cause
               I
               have
               in
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               I
               lead
               my
               life
               with
               lions
               fell
               ,
            
             
               enrag'd
               with
               rash
               desire
               :
            
             
               And
               with
               such
               wicked
               men
               I
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               that
               fret
               like
               flames
               of
               fire
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               They
               lay
               their
               net
               ,
               and
               do
               prepare
            
             
               a
               privie
               cave
               and
               pit
               ,
            
             
               Wherein
               they
               think
               my
               soul
               to
               snare
               ,
            
             
               but
               they
               are
               faln
               in
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               ¶
               Awake
               my
               joy
               ,
               awake
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
            
             
               my
               harp
               and
               every
               string
               ,
            
             
               For
               I
               will
               rise
               before
               the
               day
            
             
               Gods
               praises
               for
               to
               sing●
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               His
               mercy●doth
               extend
               as
               far
            
             
               as
               heaven
               it self
               is
               hie
               :
            
             
               His
               truth
               as
               high
               as
               any
               Star
               ,
            
             
               that
               standeth
               in
               the
               skie
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Set
               forth
               and
               shew
               thy self
               ,
               O
               God
               ,
            
             
               above
               the
               heavens
               bright
               :
            
             
               Extoll
               thy
               praise
               on
               earth
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               thy
               Majestie
               and
               might
               ,
            
          
           
           
             
               The
               Collect.
               *
            
             
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 thou
                 didst
                 us
                 clean
                 forsake
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 scatteredst
                 us
                 abroad
                 :
              
               
                 Such
                 great
                 displeasure
                 thou
                 didst
                 take
                 ,
              
               
                 return
                 to
                 us
                 ,
                 O
                 God
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Thy
                 might
                 did
                 move
                 the
                 earth
                 so
                 sore
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 it
                 in
                 sunder
                 brake
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 hurt
                 thereof
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 restore
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 it
                 doth
                 bow
                 and
                 quake
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 With
                 heavy
                 wrath
                 thou
                 plaguest
                 thus
              
               
                 the
                 people
                 that
                 are
                 thine
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 thou
                 hast
                 given
                 unto
                 us●
              
               
                 a
                 drink
                 of
                 giddy
                 wine
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 to
                 such
                 as
                 fear
                 thy
                 Name
                 ,
              
               
                 a
                 banner
                 thou
                 didst
                 show
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 truth
                 may
                 triumph
                 in
                 the
                 same
                 ,
              
               
                 because
                 thy
                 word
                 is
                 so
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 Give
                 aid
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 and
                 help
                 us
                 then
              
               
                 from
                 wrongs
                 that
                 we
                 sustain
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 sure
                 the
                 help
                 of
                 mortall
                 men
              
               
                 is
                 altogether
                 vain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 But
                 through
                 our
                 God
                 wee
                 shall
                 have
                 might
              
               
                 to
                 take
                 great
                 things
                 in
                 hand
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 will
                 tread
                 down
                 and
                 put
                 to
                 flight
              
               
                 our
                 enemies
                 that
                 withstand
                 .
              
            
          
           
           
             
               The
               Collect.
               
            
             
               
                 REgard
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 when
                 I
                 complain
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 make
                 my
                 moan
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 Let
                 not
                 my
                 pray'r
                 ascend
                 in
                 vain
                 :
              
               
                 but
                 give
                 good
                 ear
                 to
                 me
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 From
                 earths
                 unknown
                 and
                 utmost
                 part
                 ,
              
               
                 ev'n
                 where
                 no
                 paths
                 are
                 trod
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 grief
                 and
                 anguish
                 of
                 my
                 heart
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 cry
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
                 O
                 God
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Upon
                 the
                 rock
                 of
                 thy
                 great
                 power
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 wofull
                 minde
                 repose
                 :
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 my
                 hope
                 ,
                 my
                 fort
                 and
                 tower
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 fence
                 against
                 my
                 foes
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 ¶
                 Within
                 thy
                 tents
                 I
                 chuse
                 to
                 dwell
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 (
                 dwelling
                 )
                 to
                 endure
                 ,
              
               
                 Beneath
                 thy
                 wings
                 I
                 know
                 right
                 well
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 shall
                 be
                 sa●e
                 and
                 sure
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 The
                 vows
                 that
                 do
                 my
                 soul
                 engage
              
               
                 the
                 Lord
                 was
                 pleased
                 to
                 hear
                 ,
              
               
                 Thou
                 gav'st
                 to
                 me
                 the
                 heritage
              
               
                 of
                 them
                 that
                 do
                 thee
                 fear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 So
                 I
                 shall
                 sing
                 for
                 ever
                 still
                 ,
              
               
                 the
                 praises
                 of
                 thy
                 Name
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 all
                 my
                 vows
                 I
                 may
                 fulfill
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 daily
                 pay
                 the
                 same
                 .
              
            
          
           
           
             
               The
               Collect.
               
            
             
               
                 MY
                 soul
                 to
                 God
                 shall
                 give
                 good
                 heed●
              
               
                 and
                 him
                 ●lone
                 attend
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 why
                 ,
                 my
                 health
                 and
                 hope
                 to
                 speed
              
               
                 doth
                 whole
                 on
                 him
                 depend
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 6
              
               
                 He
                 is
                 my
                 rock
                 ,
                 my
                 fort
                 and
                 tower
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 health
                 is
                 of
                 his
                 grace
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 doth
                 support
                 me
                 ,
                 that
                 no
                 power
              
               
                 can
                 move
                 me
                 out
                 of
                 place
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 8
              
               
                 O
                 have
                 your
                 hope
                 in
                 him
                 alway
                 ,
              
               
                 ye
                 folk
                 with
                 one
                 accord
                 :
              
               
                 Pour
                 out
                 your
                 hearts
                 to
                 him
                 ,
                 and
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 our
                 trust
                 is
                 in
                 the
                 Lord
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 ¶
                 The
                 sons
                 of
                 men
                 are
                 vanity
                 ,
              
               
                 so
                 found
                 ,
                 if
                 they
                 be
                 waigh'd
                 ,
              
               
                 Mean
                 men
                 a
                 toy
                 ,
                 great
                 men
                 a
                 lie
                 ,
              
               
                 if
                 in
                 the
                 balance
                 lay'd
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 Trust
                 not
                 in
                 robberie
                 ,
                 wrong
                 ,
                 and
                 steal
              
               
                 let
                 vain
                 desires
                 be
                 gone
                 :
              
               
                 Though
                 goods
                 well
                 got
                 flow
                 in
                 with
                 weal
              
               
                 set
                 not
                 your
                 hearts
                 thereon
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 long
                 since
                 one
                 thing
                 did
                 tell
              
               
                 which
                 here
                 to
                 minde
                 I
                 call
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 spake
                 it
                 oft
                 ,
                 I
                 heard
                 it
                 well
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 God
                 alone
                 doth
                 all
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 And
                 that
                 thou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 art
                 good
                 and
                 kinde
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 mercy
                 doth
                 exceed
                 .
              
               
                 So
                 that
                 all
                 sorts
                 with
                 thee
                 shall
                 finde
                 ,
              
               
                 according
                 to
                 their
                 deed
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXIII
             .
             1.
             M.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               God
               my
               God
               ,
               I
               wake
               betime
               ,
            
             
               to
               come
               to
               thee
               in
               haste
               :
            
             
               For
               sure
               ,
               my
               soul
               and
               body
               both
            
             
               do
               thirst
               of
               thee
               to
               taste
               .
            
             
               And
               in
               this
               barren
               wildernesse
               ,
            
             
               where
               waters
               there
               are
               none
               :
            
             
               My
               flesh
               is
               parch'd
               for
               want
               of
               thee
               ,
            
             
               for
               thee
               I
               wish
               alone
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               That
               I
               might
               see
               yet
               once
               again
               ,
            
             
               thy
               glory
               ,
               strength
               and
               might
               ,
            
             
               As
               I
               was
               wont
               to
               see
               the
               same
            
             
               within
               thy
               Temple
               bright
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               sure
               ,
               thy
               mercies
               far
               surmount
            
             
               this
               life
               and
               wretched
               daies
               :
            
             
               My
               lips
               therefore
               shall
               give
               to
               thee
            
             
               due
               honour
               ,
               laud
               and
               praise
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               I
               will
               not
               fail
               to
               worship
               thee
               ,
            
             
               while
               I
               may
               live
               a
               day
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               thy
               Name
               lift
               up
               my
               hands
            
             
               devoutly
               when
               I
               pray
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               My
               soul
               is
               fil'd
               and
               satisfi'd
               ,
            
             
               with
               marrow
               fat
               and
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               My
               mouth
               shall
               joyn
               with
               joyfull
               lip
               ,
            
             
               in
               both
               thy
               praise
               shall
               meet
               ,
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               When
               as
               in
               bed
               I
               think
               on
               thee
               ,
            
             
               and
               meditate
               all
               night
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               For
               under
               covert
               of
               thy
               wings
            
             
               I
               hide
               me
               with
               delight
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               My
               soul
               doth
               presse
               hard
               after
               thee
               ,
            
             
               thy
               right
               hand
               is
               my
               pow'r
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               And
               them
               that
               seek
               my
               soul
               to
               slay
               ,
            
             
               shall
               death
               and
               hell
               devour
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               The
               sword
               shall
               slay
               them
               every
               one
               ,
            
             
               their
               carcases
               shall
               feed
            
             
               The
               hungry
               fox●s
               ,
               which
               do
               run
            
             
               their
               prey
               to
               seek
               at
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               The
               king
               and
               all
               men
               shall
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               that
               do
               Gods
               word
               professe
               :
            
             
               And
               liars
               mouthes
               shall
               then
               be
               stop●
               ,
            
             
               for
               their
               unrighteousnesse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXIIII.
             1.
             M.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               unto
               my
               voice
               give
               ear
               ,
            
             
               with
               plaints
               when
               I
               do
               pray
               :
            
             
               And
               rid
               my
               life
               and
               soul
               from
               fear
            
             
               of
               foes
               that
               threat
               to
               slay
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               2
            
             
               Defend
               me
               from
               that
               sort
               of
               men
               ,
            
             
               which
               in
               deceit
               do
               lurk
               ;
            
             
               And
               from
               the
               frowning
               face
               of
               them
            
             
               that
               all
               ill
               things
               do
               work
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Who
               whet
               their
               tongues
               ,
               as
               we
               have
               seen
            
             
               men
               whet
               and
               sharp
               their
               swords
               :
            
             
               They
               shoot
               abroad
               their
               arrows
               keen
               ,
            
             
               I
               mean
               most
               bitter
               words
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               With
               secret
               sleight
               they
               shoot
               their
               shaft
               ,
            
             
               the
               upright
               man
               to
               hit
               :
            
             
               The
               just
               unwares
               they
               strike
               by
               craft
               ,
            
             
               and
               do
               not
               fear
               a
               whit
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               By
               wickednesse
               encouraged
               ,
            
             
               in
               counsell
               thus
               they
               cry
               ,
            
             
               To
               use
               deceit
               let
               us
               not
               dread
               ,
            
             
               for
               who
               can
               it
               espie
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               What
               way
               to
               hurt
               they
               talk
               and
               muse
               ,
            
             
               all
               times
               within
               their
               heart
               :
            
             
               They
               all
               consult
               what
               wiles
               to
               use
               ,
            
             
               each
               doth
               invent
               his
               part
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               But
               yet
               all
               this
               shall
               not
               avail
               ,
            
             
               when
               they
               think
               least
               upon
               ,
            
             
               God
               with
               his
               dart
               shall
               sure
               assail
               ,
            
             
               and
               wound
               them
               every
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Their
               crafts
               ,
               and
               evil
               tongues
               and
               all
               ,
            
             
               shall
               work
               themselves
               such
               shame
               ,
            
             
             
               That
               they
               which
               then
               behold
               their
               fall
               ,
            
             
               shall
               tremble
               at
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Then
               all
               that
               see
               ,
               shall
               weigh
               right
               well
            
             
               what
               works
               the
               Lord
               hath
               wrought
               ,
            
             
               And
               joyfully
               declare
               and
               tell
            
             
               what
               he
               to
               passe
               hath
               brought
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Yet
               shall
               the
               just
               in
               God
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               still
               trusting
               in
               his
               might
               :
            
             
               So
               shall
               they
               joy
               with
               minde
               and
               voice
               ,
            
             
               whose
               heart
               is
               pure
               and
               right
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXV
             .
             1.
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               THy
               praise
               alone
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               doth
               reign
               ,
            
             
               in
               Sion
               thine
               own
               hill
               :
            
             
               Their
               vows
               to
               thee
               they
               do
               maintain
               ,
            
             
               and
               readily
               fulfill
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               art
               the
               God
               that
               hearest
               pray'rs
               ,
            
             
               And
               there
               is
               none
               but
               thou
               :
            
             
               Therefore
               all
               flesh
               to
               thee
               repairs
               ,
            
             
               and
               every
               knee
               doth
               bow
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Our
               wicked
               life
               so
               far
               exceeds
               ,
            
             
               that
               we
               should
               fall
               therein
               :
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               forgive
               our
               great
               misdeeds
               ,
            
             
               and
               purge
               us
               from
               our
               sin
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               man
               is
               blest
               ,
               whom
               thou
               dost
               chuse
            
             
               within
               thy
               courts
               to
               dwell
               ;
            
             
             
               Thy
               house
               and
               temple
               he
               shall
               use
               ,
            
             
               with
               pleasures
               that
               excell
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               The
               swelling
               seas
               thou
               doest
               asswage
               ,
            
             
               and
               make
               their
               streams
               full
               still
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               restrain
               the
               peoples
               rage
               ,
            
             
               and
               rule
               them
               at
               thy
               will
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               The
               folk
               that
               dwell
               full
               far
               on
               earth
               ,
            
             
               shall
               dread
               thy
               signs
               to
               see
               ;
            
             
               The
               day
               begins
               and
               ends
               with
               mirth
               ,
            
             
               and
               both
               with
               praise
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Collect.
               ***
            
             
               
                 WHen
                 that
                 the
                 earth
                 is
                 chapt
                 and
                 dry
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 thirsteth
                 more
                 and
                 more
                 :
              
               
                 Then
                 store
                 of
                 rain
                 thou
                 dost
                 apply
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 much
                 increase
                 her
                 store
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 The
                 floud
                 of
                 God
                 doth
                 overflow
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 causeth
                 corn
                 to
                 spring
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 seed
                 ,
                 I
                 say
                 ,
                 which
                 men
                 do
                 sowe
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 he
                 doth
                 guide
                 the
                 thing
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 With
                 wet
                 thou
                 dost
                 her
                 furrows
                 fill
                 ,
              
               
                 whereby
                 her
                 clod●
                 do
                 fall
                 :
              
               
                 Thy
                 drops
                 on
                 her
                 thou
                 dost
                 distill
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 blesse
                 her
                 fruit
                 withall
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 ¶
                 Thou
                 deckst
                 the
                 earth
                 ,
                 of
                 thy
                 good
                 grace
                 ,
              
               
                 with
                 fair
                 and
                 pleasant
                 crop
                 :
              
               
               
                 The
                 clouds
                 distill
                 their
                 dews
                 apace
                 ,
              
               
                 great
                 plenty
                 they
                 do
                 drop
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 Whereby
                 the
                 desert
                 shall
                 begin
                 ,
              
               
                 full
                 great
                 increase
                 to
                 bring
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 little
                 hils
                 shall
                 joy
                 therein
                 ,
              
               
                 much
                 fruit
                 in
                 them
                 shall
                 spring
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 In
                 places
                 plain
                 the
                 flocks
                 do
                 feed
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 cover
                 all
                 the
                 earth
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 vales
                 with
                 corn
                 do
                 so
                 exceed
                 ,
              
               
                 they
                 sing
                 and
                 shout
                 for
                 mirth
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXVI
             .
             1.
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               YE
               men
               on
               earth
               in
               God
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               set
               forth
               his
               pow'r
               and
               same
               ;
            
             
               Extoll
               his
               might
               with
               heart
               and
               voyce
               ,
            
             
               and
               glorifie
               his
               Name
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               How
               wonderfull
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               say
               ye
               ,
            
             
               in
               all
               thy
               works
               thou
               art
               ?
            
             
               Thy
               foes
               for
               fear
               shall
               seek
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               tho
               with
               a
               feigning
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               All
               folk
               come
               forth
               ,
               behold
               and
               see
            
             
               what
               things
               the
               Lord
               hath
               wrought
               &
            
             
               Mark
               well
               the
               wondrous
               works
               that
               he
            
             
               for
               man
               to
               passe
               hath
               brought
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               He
               laid
               the
               Seas
               as
               heaps
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
             
               therein
               a
               way
               they
               had
               ,
            
             
               To
               passe
               on
               foot
               both
               fair
               and
               dry
               ,
            
             
               whereof
               our
               hearts
               were
               glad
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               His
               might
               doth
               rule
               the
               world
               alway
               ,
            
             
               his
               eyes
               doe
               all
               behold
               :
            
             
               And
               all
               that
               dare
               to
               disobey
               ,
            
             
               by
               him
               shall
               be
               controll'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Ye
               people
               give
               unto
               our
               God
            
             
               due
               laud
               and
               thanks
               alwaies
               :
            
             
               With
               joyfull
               voyce
               declare
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               and
               sing
               unto
               his
               praise
               .
            
          
           
             
               PSAL.
               LXVI
               .
               Col.
               2.
               *
            
             
               
                 9
              
               
                 THe
                 Lord
                 doth
                 prove
                 our
                 deeds
                 with
                 fire
                 ,
              
               
                 if
                 that
                 they
                 will
                 abide
                 ,
              
               
                 As
                 workmen
                 doe
                 ,
                 when
                 they
                 desire
              
               
                 to
                 have
                 their
                 silver
                 tri'd
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 Thou
                 broughtst
                 us
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 into
                 the
                 snare
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 in
                 the
                 snare
                 we
                 stick
                 :
              
               
                 Our
                 loyns
                 did
                 great
                 afflictions
                 bear
                 ,
              
               
                 thou
                 lay'st
                 them
                 on
                 so
                 thick
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 And
                 thou
                 didst
                 also
                 suffer
                 men
                 .
              
               
                 on
                 us
                 to
                 ride
                 and
                 reign
                 :
              
               
                 We
                 went
                 through
                 fire
                 and
                 water
                 then
              
               
                 with
                 danger
                 ,
                 dread
                 and
                 pain
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 Yet
                 sure
                 thou
                 dost
                 of
                 thy
                 good
                 grace
              
               
                 dispose
                 it
                 to
                 the
                 best
                 :
              
               
                 To
                 bring
                 us
                 out
                 into
                 a
                 place
              
               
                 to
                 live
                 in
                 wealth
                 and
                 rest
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               PSAL.
               LXVI
               .
               Col.
               3.
               ***
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 VNto
                 thine
                 house
                 resort
                 will
                 I
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 offer
                 and
                 to
                 pray
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 there
                 I
                 will
                 my self
                 apply
              
               
                 my
                 solemn
                 vows
                 to
                 pay
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 The
                 vows
                 that
                 with
                 my
                 mouth
                 I
                 spake
                 ,
              
               
                 in
                 all
                 my
                 grief
                 and
                 smart
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 vows
                 (
                 I
                 say
                 )
                 that
                 I
                 did
                 make
              
               
                 in
                 dolour
                 of
                 mine
                 heart
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 Burnt-offerings
                 I
                 will
                 give
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 of
                 incense
                 and
                 fat
                 rams
                 :
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 this
                 my
                 sacrifice
                 shall
                 be
              
               
                 of
                 bullocks
                 ,
                 goats
                 and
                 lambs
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 Come
                 forth
                 and
                 hearken
                 every
                 one
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 fears
                 the
                 living
                 Lord
                 :
              
               
                 What
                 he
                 for
                 my
                 poor
                 soul
                 hath-done
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 you
                 I
                 will
                 record
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 Full
                 oft
                 I
                 call'd
                 upon
                 his
                 grace
                 ,
              
               
                 this
                 mouth
                 to
                 him
                 did
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 My
                 tongue
                 likewise
                 made
                 speed
                 apace
                 ,
              
               
                 his
                 Name
                 to
                 magnifie
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 ¶
                 But
                 if
                 I
                 feel
                 mine
                 heart
                 within
                 ,
              
               
                 in
                 wicked
                 works
                 rejoyce
                 ;
              
               
                 Or
                 if
                 I
                 have
                 delight
                 to
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 God
                 will
                 not
                 hear
                 my
                 voyce
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 19
              
               
                 But
                 surely
                 God
                 my
                 voyce
                 hath
                 heard
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 what
                 I
                 did
                 require
                 :
              
               
                 My
                 prayer
                 he
                 did
                 well
                 regard
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 granted
                 my
                 desire
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 20
              
               
                 All
                 praise
                 to
                 him
                 ,
                 to
                 him
                 ,
                 I
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 alwaies
                 had
                 regard
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 never
                 put
                 my
                 prayer
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 nor
                 sent
                 mee
                 home
                 unheard
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXVII
             .
             2.
             
             Metre
             .
             ***
          
           
             
               HAve
               mercy
               on
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               and
               grant
               to
               us
               thy
               grace
               :
            
             
               And
               shew
               us
               of
               thine
               own
               accord
               ,
            
             
               the
               brightnesse
               of
               thy
               face
               :
            
          
           
             
               That
               all
               the
               earth
               may
               know
            
             
               the
               way
               to
               godly
               wealth
               :
            
             
               And
               all
               that
               live
               on
               earth
               below
               ,
            
             
               may
               see
               thy
               saving
               health
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Let
               all
               the
               world
               ,
               O
               God
               ,
            
             
               give
               praise
               unto
               thy
               Name
               :
            
             
               O
               let
               the
               people
               all
               abroad
            
             
             
               extoll
               and
               laud
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Throughout
               the
               world
               so
               wide
               ,
            
             
               let
               all
               rejoyce
               with
               mirth
               :
            
             
               For
               thou
               dost
               justly
               judge
               and
               guide
               ,
            
             
               the
               nations
               of
               the
               earth
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               Let
               all
               the
               world
               ,
               O
               God
               ,
            
             
               give
               praise
               unto
               thy
               Name
               :
            
             
               O
               let
               the
               people
               all
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               extoll
               and
               laud
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Then
               shall
               the
               earth
               increase
               ,
            
             
               great
               store
               of
               fruit
               shall
               fall
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               our
               God
               ,
               the
               God
               of
               peace
               ,
            
             
               shall
               greatly
               blesse
               us
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Yea
               God
               shall
               blesse
               us
               all
               ,
            
             
               and
               earth
               both
               far
               and
               near
               ,
            
             
               And
               people
               all
               in
               generall
               ,
            
             
               of
               him
               shall
               stand
               in
               fear
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXVIII
             .
             the
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               LEt
               God
               arise
               ,
               and
               let
               his
               foes
            
             
               betake
               themselves
               to
               flight
               ,
            
             
               And
               let
               his
               hatefull
               enemies
            
             
               be
               scattered
               in
               his
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               as
               the
               fire
               doth
               melt
               the
               wax
               ,
            
             
               and
               winde
               blows
               smoke
               away
               :
               
               
            
             
             
               So
               in
               the
               presence
               of
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               the
               wicked
               shall
               decay
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               righteous
               men
               ,
               before
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               shall
               heartily
               rejoyce
               :
            
             
               They
               shall
               be
               most
               exceeding
               glad
               ,
            
             
               and
               chearfull
               in
               their
               voice
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               Sing
               praise
               ,
               sing
               praise
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               who
               rideth
               on
               the
               skie
               :
            
             
               Extoll
               the
               Name
               of
               Jah
               our
               God
               ,
            
             
               his
               greatenesse
               magnifie
               ,
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               same
               is
               he
               that
               is
               above
               ,
            
             
               within
               his
               holy
               place
               :
            
             
               The
               father
               of
               the
               fatherlesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               judge
               of
               widows
               case
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               He
               gives
               both
               house
               and
               family
               ,
            
             
               unto
               the
               comfortlesse
               :
            
             
               He
               bringeth
               bondmen
               out
               of
               thrall
               ,
            
             
               and
               rebels
               to
               distresse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXIX
             .
             the
             Collect.
             **
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               THey
               tear
               me
               with
               their
               sland'rous
               tongues
               ,
            
             
               who
               in
               the
               gate
               did
               sit
               :
            
             
               On
               me
               the
               drunkards
               made
               their
               songs
               ,
            
             
               with
               wicked
               scoffing
               wit
               .
            
          
           
             
               20
            
             
               Thou
               know'st
               all
               my
               reproach
               &
               shame●
            
             
             
               thou
               seest
               my
               great
               disgrace
               :
            
             
               Mine
               enemies
               ,
               which
               procure
               the
               same
               ,
            
             
               are
               all
               before
               thy
               face
               .
            
          
           
             
               28
            
             
               Adde
               sin
               to
               sin
               ,
               in
               all
               they
               doe
               ,
            
             
               heapt
               up
               in
               great
               excesse
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               them
               never
               come
               into
            
             
               thy
               kingdoms
               righteousnesse
               .
            
          
           
             
               30
            
             
               ¶
               But
               I
               am
               poor
               ,
               and
               full
               of
               grief
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               to
               my
               soul
               draw
               nigh
               :
            
             
               Let
               thy
               salvation
               give
               relief
               ,
            
             
               and
               set
               me
               up
               on
               high
               .
            
          
           
             
               31
            
             
               Then
               will
               I
               sing
               ,
               and
               praise
               ,
               and
               blesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               magnifie
               his
               Name
               :
            
             
               And
               with
               exceeding
               thankfulnesse
               ,
            
             
               will
               I
               extoll
               his
               fame
               .
            
          
           
             
               32
            
             
               Which
               is
               more
               pleasing
               unto
               thee
               ,
            
             
               (
               such
               grace
               thy
               minde
               hath
               born
               )
            
             
               Then
               either
               Ox
               or
               Bull
               can
               be
               ,
            
             
               that
               hath
               both
               hoof
               and
               horn
               .
            
          
           
             
               35
            
             
               Therefore
               let
               heav'n
               his
               praises
               sing
               ,
            
             
               let
               heav'n
               and
               earth
               begin
               :
            
             
               Praise
               him
               ,
               ye
               Seas
               ,
               and
               every
               thing
               ,
            
             
               that
               lives
               and
               moves
               therein
               .
            
          
           
             
               36
            
             
               For
               God
               will
               Sion
               mountain
               save
               ,
            
             
             
               and
               Judahs
               Cities
               build
               ,
            
             
               Thus
               men
               may
               here
               possession
               have
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               the
               streets
               be
               fill'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXI
             .
             the
             Collect.
             ***
          
           
             
               MY
               Lord
               my
               God
               ,
               in
               all
               distresse
            
             
               my
               hope
               is
               whole
               in
               thee
               :
            
             
               Then
               let
               no
               shame
               my
               soul
               oppresse
               ,
            
             
               nor
               once
               take
               hold
               of
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Be
               thou
               my
               rock
               ,
               to
               whom
               I
               may
            
             
               for
               aid
               all
               times
               resort
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               promise
               is
               to
               help
               alway
               ,
            
             
               thou
               art
               my
               fence
               and
               sort
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Save
               me
               ,
               my
               God
               ,
               from
               wicked
               men
               ,
            
             
               and
               from
               their
               strength
               and
               pow'r
               :
            
             
               From
               folk
               unrighteous
               ,
               and
               from
               them
            
             
               that
               cruelly
               devour
               .
            
          
           
             
               19
            
             
               ¶
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               justice
               doth
               exceed
               ,
            
             
               as
               by
               thy
               works
               we
               see
               :
            
             
               Thy
               works
               are
               wonderfull
               indeed
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               who
               is
               like
               to
               thee
               ?
            
          
           
             
               20
            
             
               Thou
               mad'st
               me
               feel
               affliction
               sore
               ,
            
             
               and
               yet
               thou
               didst
               me
               save
               :
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               thou
               didst
               succour
               and
               restore
               ,
            
             
               and
               took'st
               me
               from
               the
               grave
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               21
            
             
               And
               thou
               mine
               honour
               dost
               increase
               ,
            
             
               my
               dignity
               maintain
               :
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               thou
               dost
               make
               all
               grief
               to
               cease
               ,
            
             
               and
               comfort'st
               me
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               22
            
             
               Therefore
               thy
               faithfulnesse
               to
               praise
               ,
            
             
               I
               will
               with
               violl
               sing
               ,
            
             
               My
               harp
               shall
               sound
               thy
               fame
               alwaies
               ,
            
             
               O
               Israels
               holy
               King
               .
            
          
           
             
               23
            
             
               My
               mouth
               will
               joy
               with
               pleasant
               voice
               ,
            
             
               when
               I
               shall
               sing
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               My
               soul
               shall
               in
               thy
               Name
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               for
               thou
               hast
               made
               me
               free
               .
            
          
           
             
               25
            
             
               My
               tongue
               thy
               uprightnesse
               shall
               found
               ,
            
             
               and
               speak
               it
               daily
               still
               :
            
             
               For
               grief
               and
               shame
               doe
               them
               confound
               ,
            
             
               that
               seek
               to
               work
               me
               ill
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXIII
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               HOwever
               it
               be
               yet
               God
               is
               good
               ,
            
             
               and
               kinde
               to
               Israel
               :
            
             
               To
               every
               one
               that
               's
               clean
               of
               heart
               ,
            
             
               and
               keeps
               his
               conscience
               well
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               But
               as
               for
               me
               ,
               I
               almost
               slipt
               ,
            
             
               my
               feet
               began
               to
               slide
               :
            
             
               And
               ,
               through
               temptation
               unawares
               ,
            
             
               my
               steps
               were
               turn'd
               aside
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               12
            
             
               For
               we
               may
               see
               how
               wicked
               men
               ,
            
             
               in
               riches
               still
               increase
               ,
            
             
               Provided
               well
               of
               worldly
               goods
               ,
            
             
               and
               live
               in
               rest
               and
               peace
               .
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               Then
               why
               doe
               I
               from
               wickednesse
               ,
            
             
               my
               fantasie
               refrain
               :
            
             
               And
               wash
               my
               hands
               in
               innocence
               ,
            
             
               and
               cleanse
               my
               heart
               in
               vain
               ?
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               Then
               I
               bethought
               me
               how
               I
               might
            
             
               this
               matter
               understand
               :
            
             
               But
               lo
               ,
               the
               labour
               was
               too
               great
               ,
            
             
               for
               me
               to
               take
               in
               hand
               :
            
          
           
             
               17
            
             
               Untill
               I
               went
               into
               thy
               house
               ,
            
             
               and
               there
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               and
               then
            
             
               I
               understood
               the
               wretched
               end
               ,
            
             
               of
               these
               ungodly
               men
               :
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               And
               namely
               how
               thou
               settest
               them
               ,
            
             
               upon
               a
               slippery
               seat
               :
            
             
               And
               at
               thy
               pleasure
               casts
               them
               down
               ,
            
             
               and
               mak'st
               their
               ruine
               great
               .
            
          
           
             
               19
            
             
               Then
               all
               men
               wonder
               at
               the
               sight
               ,
            
             
               to
               see
               how
               soon
               they
               change
               :
            
             
               They
               are
               destroy'd
               and
               quite
               consum'd
               ,
            
             
               with
               terrours
               great
               and
               strange
               .
            
          
           
             
               27
            
             
               ¶
               For
               lo
               ,
               all
               such
               as
               thee
               forsake
               ,
            
             
             
               shall
               perish
               every
               one
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               desiring
               any
               thing
               ,
            
             
               except
               in
               thee
               alone
               .
            
          
           
             
               28
            
             
               Therefore
               will
               I
               draw
               nigh
               to
               God
               ,
            
             
               and
               in
               the
               Lord
               I
               trust
               :
            
             
               That
               I
               may
               set
               forth
               all
               his
               works
            
             
               to
               be
               both
               good
               and
               just
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXIIII
             .
             the
             Col.
             
          
           
             
               WHy
               art
               thou
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               so
               far
               from
               us
               ,
            
             
               in
               all
               this
               danger
               deep
               :
            
             
               Why
               doth
               thine
               anger
               kindle
               thus
               ,
            
             
               against
               thy
               pasture
               sheep
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               call
               thy
               people
               to
               thy
               thought
               ,
            
             
               which
               have
               been
               thine
               so
               long
               :
            
             
               And
               which
               thou
               hast
               redeem'd
               and
               bought
               ,
            
             
               and
               brought
               from
               bondage
               strong
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Remember
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               remember
               still
               ,
            
             
               where
               thy
               possessions
               fell
               :
            
             
               Thy
               purchas'd
               place
               of
               Sions
               hill
               ,
            
             
               where
               thou
               wast
               wont
               to
               dwell
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Lift
               up
               thy
               feet
               and
               come
               in
               haste
               ,
            
             
               and
               help
               our
               helplesse
               case
               :
            
             
               Confound
               thy
               foes
               ,
               that
               rob
               and
               waste
               ,
            
             
               within
               thy
               holy
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               curious
               carving
               of
               the
               boards
               ,
            
             
             
               and
               goodly
               graven
               stones
               :
            
             
               With
               axes
               ,
               hammers
               ,
               bils
               and
               swords
               ,
            
             
               they
               now
               break
               down
               at
               once
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Regard
               thy
               Covenant
               ,
               rid
               and
               cleanse
            
             
               dark
               corners
               of
               our
               land
               ,
            
             
               So
               full
               of
               cruell
               robbers
               dens
               ,
            
             
               as
               now
               our
               realm
               doth
               stand
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               Arise
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               and
               still
               maintain
               ,
            
             
               thy
               cause
               that
               is
               thine
               own
               :
            
             
               Remember
               well
               how
               fools
               disdain
               ,
            
             
               and
               daily
               scorns
               are
               thrown
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Forget
               not
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               how
               great
               it
               grows
               ,
            
             
               how
               insolent
               ,
               how
               high
               :
            
             
               The
               tumults
               of
               thy
               rebel-foes
               ,
            
             
               increase
               continually
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXIX
             .
             1.
             Met.
             1.
             p.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               our
               God
               ,
               thine
               heritage
               ,
            
             
               the
               Heathen
               now
               invade
               :
            
             
               Jerus'lem
               ,
               through
               their
               barb'rous
               rage
               ,
            
             
               a
               ruinous
               heap
               is
               made
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thy
               holy
               Temple
               they
               defil'd
               ,
            
             
               and
               thy
               Saints
               bodies
               given
               :
            
             
               Some
               to
               the
               beasts
               ,
               some
               to
               the
               wilde
            
             
               and
               rav'nous
               fowls
               of
               Heaven
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Their
               bloud
               throughout
               Jerusalem
               ,
            
             
             
               as
               water
               spilt
               they
               have
               :
            
             
               So
               that
               there
               is
               not
               one
               of
               them
            
             
               to
               lay
               their
               dead
               in
               grave
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thus
               are
               we
               made
               a
               laughing
               stock
               ,
            
             
               almost
               the
               world
               throughout
               :
            
             
               The
               enemies
               at
               us
               jest
               and
               mock
               ,
            
             
               which
               dwell
               our
               coasts
               about
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               Wilt
               thou
               (
               O
               Lord
               )
               thus
               in
               thine
               ire
               ,
            
             
               against
               us
               ever
               fume
               ,
            
             
               And
               keep
               thy
               wrath
               as
               hot
               as
               fire
               ,
            
             
               thy
               people
               to
               consume
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Upon
               those
               Heathen
               pour
               the
               same
               ,
            
             
               which
               did
               thee
               never
               know
               :
            
             
               All
               Realms
               which
               call
               not
               on
               thy
               Name
               ,
            
             
               consume
               and
               overthrow
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               For
               they
               have
               got
               the
               upper
               hand
               ,
            
             
               and
               Jacobs
               seed
               destroy'd
               :
            
             
               His
               habitation
               and
               his
               land
               ,
            
             
               they
               have
               laid
               waste
               and
               void
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Bear
               not
               in
               minde
               our
               former
               faults
               ,
            
             
               with
               speed
               some
               pity
               show
               :
            
             
               And
               aid
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               in
               all
               assaults
               ,
            
             
               for
               we
               are
               weak
               and
               low
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               The
               second
               part
               .
            
             
               
                 O
                 God
                 that
                 giv'st
                 all
                 health
                 and
                 grace
                 ,
              
               
                 on
                 us
                 declare
                 the
                 same
                 :
              
               
                 Weigh
                 not
                 our
                 works
                 ,
                 our
                 sins
                 deface
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 honour
                 of
                 thy
                 Name
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 10
              
               
                 Why
                 shall
                 the
                 Heathen
                 folk
                 alway
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 us
                 ,
                 as
                 people
                 dumb
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 thy
                 reproach
                 insult
                 ,
                 and
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 where
                 is
                 their
                 God
                 become
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 ¶
                 Require
                 (
                 O
                 Lord
                 )
                 as
                 thou
                 seest
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 before
                 our
                 eyes
                 and
                 sight
                 ,
              
               
                 Of
                 all
                 these
                 folk
                 ,
                 thy
                 servants
                 blood
                 ,
              
               
                 which
                 they
                 have
                 spilt
                 in
                 spite
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 thy
                 Name
                 be
                 known
                 thereby
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 now
                 receive
                 and
                 take
              
               
                 The
                 heavie
                 sighs
                 ,
                 complaint
                 and
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 which
                 mournfull
                 pris'ners
                 make
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 As
                 is
                 the
                 greatnesse
                 of
                 thy
                 pow'r
                 ,
              
               
                 doe
                 thou
                 accordingly
                 ,
              
               
                 Preserve
                 ,
                 and
                 be
                 their
                 Saviour
                 ,
              
               
                 whom
                 they
                 condemn'd
                 to
                 die
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 Into
                 their
                 bosoms
                 sevenfold
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 recompense
                 the
                 shame
                 ;
              
               
                 Wherewith
                 our
                 neighbours
                 have
                 been
                 bold
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 vilifie
                 thy
                 Name
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 So
                 we
                 thy
                 flock
                 and
                 pasture
                 sheep
              
               
                 will
                 praise
                 thee
                 evermore
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 teach
                 all
                 ages
                 for
                 to
                 keep
              
               
                 for
                 thee
                 like
                 praise
                 in
                 store
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXX
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               LOrd
               God
               of
               hosts
               of
               Israel
               ,
            
             
               how
               long
               wilt
               thou
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
            
             
               Against
               thy
               folk
               in
               anger
               swell
               ,
            
             
               ev'n
               all
               the
               while
               they
               pray
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               feedest
               them
               with
               sorrows
               deep
               ,
            
             
               their
               bread
               with
               tears
               they
               eat
               :
            
             
               And
               drink
               the
               tears
               that
               they
               do
               weep
               ,
            
             
               in
               measure
               full
               and
               great
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               us
               made
               a
               very
               strife
               ,
            
             
               to
               those
               that
               dwell
               about
               :
            
             
               And
               that
               our
               foes
               doe
               love
               alife
               ,
            
             
               they
               laugh
               and
               jest
               it
               out
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               O
               take
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               unto
               thy
               grace
               ,
            
             
               convert
               our
               mindes
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               Shew
               forth
               to
               us
               thy
               joyfull
               face
               ,
            
             
               and
               we
               full
               safe
               shall
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               And
               so
               when
               thou
               hast
               set
               us
               free
               ,
            
             
               and
               saved
               us
               from
               shame
               :
            
             
               Then
               will
               we
               never
               fall
               from
               thee
               ,
            
             
               but
               call
               upon
               thy
               Name
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               19
            
             
               O
               Lord
               of
               hosts
               of
               thy
               good
               grace
               ,
            
             
               convert
               us
               unto
               thee
               :
            
             
               Behold
               us
               with
               a
               pleasant
               face
               ,
            
             
               and
               then
               full
               safe
               are
               we
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXXI
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               HEar
               ,
               O
               my
               people
               Israel
               ,
            
             
               and
               I
               assure
               it
               thee
               :
            
             
               Regard
               and
               mark
               my
               words
               full
               well
               ,
            
             
               if
               thou
               wilt
               cleave
               to
               me
               ;
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Thou
               shalt
               no
               God
               in
               thee
               reserve
               ,
            
             
               of
               any
               land
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               in
               no
               wise
               bow
               to
               ,
               or
               serve
            
             
               a
               strange
               or
               forreign
               god
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               I
               am
               the
               Lord
               thy
               God
               ,
               and
               I
            
             
               from
               Egypt
               set
               thee
               free
               :
            
             
               Then
               ask
               of
               me
               abundantly
               ,
            
             
               and
               I
               will
               give
               it
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               ¶
               And
               yet
               my
               people
               would
               not
               hear
            
             
               my
               voyce
               ,
               when
               that
               I
               spake
               :
            
             
               And
               Israel
               would
               not
               obey
               ,
            
             
               but
               did
               me
               quite
               forsake
               .
            
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               Then
               did
               I
               leave
               them
               to
               their
               will
               ,
            
             
               in
               hardnesse
               of
               their
               heart
               :
            
             
               To
               walk
               in
               their
               own
               counsels
               still
               ,
            
             
               themselves
               for
               to
               pervert
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               15
            
             
               ¶
               O
               that
               my
               people
               would
               have
               heard
            
             
               the
               words
               that
               I
               did
               say
               :
            
             
               And
               oh
               that
               Israel
               would
               regard
            
             
               to
               walk
               within
               my
               way
               .
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               How
               soon
               would
               I
               confound
               their
               foes
               ,
            
             
               and
               bring
               them
               down
               full
               low
               :
            
             
               And
               turn
               my
               hand
               upon
               all
               those
            
             
               that
               seek
               their
               overthrow
               !
            
          
           
             
               But
               Israel
               should
               have
               had
               the
               crop
               ,
            
             
               and
               finest
               of
               the
               wheat
               :
            
             
               And
               honey
               dropping
               from
               the
               rock
               ,
            
             
               that
               they
               their
               fill
               might
               eat
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXXIIII
             .
             the
             Col.
             **
          
           
             
               HOw
               pleasant
               is
               thy
               dwelling
               place
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               of
               hosts
               to
               me
               !
            
             
               The
               Tabernacles
               of
               thy
               grace
               ,
            
             
               how
               lovely
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               they
               be
               ?
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Oh
               happy
               ,
               happy
               sure
               are
               they
               ,
            
             
               whose
               stay
               and
               strength
               thou
               art
               ,
            
             
               Which
               to
               thy
               house
               doe
               minde
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               and
               seek
               it
               in
               their
               heart
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               From
               strength
               to
               strength
               they
               walk
               full
               fast
               ,
            
             
               no
               faintnes
               there
               shall
               be
               :
            
             
               Untill
               the
               God
               of
               gods
               ,
               at
               last
               ,
            
             
               in
               Sion
               they
               doe
               see
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               9
            
             
               O
               Lord
               of
               hosts
               to
               me
               give
               heed
               ,
            
             
               and
               hear
               when
               doe
               pray
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               it
               through
               thine
               ears
               proceed
               ,
            
             
               O
               Jacobs
               God
               ,
               I
               say
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               For
               in
               thy
               Courts
               ,
               thy
               Name
               to
               praise
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               one
               daies
               being
               there
               ,
            
             
               Is
               better
               then
               a
               thousand
               daies
               ,
            
             
               a
               thousand
               daies
               elsewhere
               .
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               For
               God
               the
               Lord
               is
               Sun
               and
               shield
               ,
            
             
               and
               grace
               and
               glory
               gives
               :
            
             
               And
               no
               good
               thing
               shall
               be
               withheld
            
             
               from
               him
               that
               purely
               lives
               .
            
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               O
               Lord
               of
               hosts
               ,
               that
               man
               is
               blest
               ,
            
             
               and
               happy
               sure
               is
               he
               ,
            
             
               That
               is
               perswaded
               in
               his
               brest
               ,
            
             
               all
               times
               to
               trust
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXXV
             .
             the
             Col.
             **
          
           
             
               THou
               hast
               been
               mercifull
               indeed
               ,
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               unto
               thy
               land
               :
            
             
               Thou
               has
               redeemed
               Jacobs
               feed
               ,
            
             
               out
               of
               their
               enemies
               hand
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               wicked
               waies
               that
               they
               were
               in
               ,
            
             
               thou
               didst
               them
               clean
               remit
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               didst
               hide
               thy
               peoples
               sin
               ,
            
             
               full
               close
               thou
               coveredst
               it
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thine
               anger
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               didst
               asswage
               ,
            
             
               that
               all
               thy
               wrath
               was
               gone
               :
            
             
               And
               so
               didst
               turn
               thee
               from
               thy
               rage
               ,
            
             
               with
               them
               to
               be
               at
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               O
               God
               our
               Saviour
               now
               convert
            
             
               thy
               people
               unto
               thee
               :
            
             
               Put
               all
               thy
               wrath
               from
               us
               apart
               ,
            
             
               and
               angry
               cease
               to
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Why
               ,
               shall
               thine
               anger
               never
               end
               ,
            
             
               but
               still
               proceed
               on
               us
               ?
            
             
               And
               shall
               thy
               wrath
               it self
               extend
               ,
            
             
               upon
               all
               ages
               thus
               ?
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Wilt
               thou
               not
               rather
               turn
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               and
               quicken
               us
               ,
               that
               we
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               thy
               people
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               may
               much
               rejoyce
               in
               thee
               ?
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               on
               us
               doe
               thou
               declare
            
             
               thy
               goodnesse
               to
               our
               wealth
               :
            
             
               Shew
               forth
               to
               us
               ,
               and
               doe
               not
               spare
               ,
            
             
               but
               shew
               thy
               saving
               health
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXXVI
             .
             the
             Col.
             
          
           
             
               LOrd
               how
               thine
               ear
               to
               my
               request
               ,
            
             
               and
               hear
               me
               by
               and
               by
               :
            
             
               With
               grievous
               pain
               and
               grief
               opprest
               ,
            
             
               full
               poor
               and
               weak
               am
               I
               .
            
             
             
          
           
           
             
               2
            
             
               Preserve
               my
               soul
               ,
               because
               my
               waies
            
             
               and
               doings
               holy
               be
               :
            
             
               And
               save
               thy
               servant
               ,
               O
               my
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               that
               puts
               his
               trust
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Thy
               mercy
               (
               Lord
               )
               to
               me
               expresse
               ,
            
             
               defend
               me
               therewithall
               ,
            
             
               For
               through
               the
               day
               I
               doe
               not
               cease
            
             
               on
               thee
               to
               cry
               and
               call
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               Comfort
               (
               O
               Lord
               )
               thy
               servants
               soul
               ,
            
             
               that
               now
               with
               pain
               is
               pin'd
               :
            
             
               For
               unto
               thee
               (
               Lord
               )
               I
               extoll
               ,
            
             
               and
               lift
               my
               soul
               and
               minde
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               thou
               art
               good
               and
               bountifull
               ,
            
             
               thy
               gifts
               of
               grace
               are
               free
               :
            
             
               And
               thy
               compassions
               plentifull
               ,
            
             
               to
               all
               that
               call
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               likewise
               when
               I
               do
               pray
               ,
            
             
               regard
               and
               give
               good
               ear
               :
            
             
               Mark
               well
               the
               words
               that
               I
               doe
               say
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               my
               prayers
               hear
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               In
               time
               when
               trouble
               doth
               me
               move
               ,
            
             
               to
               thee
               I
               doe
               complain
               :
            
             
               Because
               I
               know
               and
               well
               doe
               prove
               ,
            
             
               thou
               answerest
               me
               again
               .
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               For
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               mercy
               shew'd
               to
               me
               ,
            
             
             
               is
               great
               ,
               and
               doth
               excell
               :
            
             
               Thou
               setst
               my
               soul
               at
               liberty
               ,
            
             
               out
               from
               the
               lowest
               hell
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             LXXXVIII
             .
             the
             Coll.
             *
          
           
             
               LOrd
               God
               of
               health
               ,
               my
               hope
               and
               stay
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               in
               one
               to
               me
               ,
            
             
               I
               call
               and
               cry
               throughout
               the
               day
               ,
            
             
               and
               all
               the
               night
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               let
               my
               prayer
               soon
               ascend
               ,
            
             
               unto
               thy
               sight
               on
               hie
               :
            
             
               Incline
               thine
               ear
               ,
               O
               Lord
               attend
               ,
            
             
               and
               hearken
               to
               my
               cry
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               why
               ,
               with
               woe
               my
               heart
               is
               fill'd
               ,
            
             
               and
               doth
               in
               trouble
               dwel
               :
            
             
               My
               life
               and
               breath
               almost
               doe
               yeeld
               ,
            
             
               and
               sink
               as
               low
               as
               hell
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               I
               am
               esteem'd
               as
               one
               of
               them
               ,
            
             
               that
               in
               the
               pit
               doe
               fall
               :
            
             
               And
               made
               as
               one
               amongst
               those
               men
            
             
               that
               have
               no
               strength
               at
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               like
               to
               one
               shut
               up
               full
               sure
               ,
            
             
               within
               the
               lower
               pit
               ,
            
             
               In
               places
               dark
               and
               all
               obscure
               ,
            
             
               and
               in
               the
               depth
               of
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               Dost
               thou
               unto
               the
               dead
               declare
               ,
            
             
             
               those
               wondrous
               works
               of
               thine
               ?
            
             
               Shall
               they
               again
               to
               life
               repair
               ,
            
             
               to
               preach
               thy
               pow'r
               divine
               ?
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               I
               cry
               to
               thee
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               I
               condole
            
             
               my
               miserable
               case
               :
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Why
               dost
               thou
               then
               abhor
               my
               soul
               ,
            
             
               and
               hide
               away
               thy
               face
               ?
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               I
               am
               afflicted
               like
               to
               die
               ,
            
             
               from
               youth
               still
               suffring
               so
               ,
            
             
               I
               am
               distracted
               ,
               whilst
               that
               I
            
             
               thy
               terrours
               undergo
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XC
             .
             the
             Collect.
             
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               INstruct
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               to
               know
               and
               try
               ,
            
             
               how
               long
               our
               daies
               remain
               :
            
             
               That
               then
               we
               may
               our
               hearts
               apply
               ,
            
             
               true
               wisdom
               to
               attain
               .
            
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               ¶
               Return
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               how
               long
               wilt
               thou
            
             
               forth
               on
               in
               wrath
               proceed
               ?
            
             
               Shew
               favour
               to
               thy
               servants
               now
               ,
            
             
               and
               help
               them
               at
               their
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               As
               thou
               hast
               plagued
               us
               before
               ,
            
             
               now
               also
               make
               us
               glad
               :
            
             
               And
               for
               the
               years
               ,
               wherein
               full
               sore
            
             
               affliction
               we
               have
               had
               ,
            
          
           
           
             
               17
            
             
               O
               let
               thy
               works
               and
               power
               appear
               ,
            
             
               and
               on
               thy
               servants
               light
               :
            
             
               And
               shew
               unto
               thy
               children
               dear
               ,
            
             
               thy
               glory
               and
               thy
               might
               .
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               let
               thy
               grace
               and
               glory
               stand
               ,
            
             
               on
               us
               thy
               servants
               thus
               :
            
             
               Confirm
               the
               works
               we
               take
               in
               hand
               ,
            
             
               and
               prosper
               them
               to
               us
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XCIII
             .
             1.
             Met.
             ***
          
           
             
               THe
               Lord
               as
               King
               aloft
               doth
               reign
               ,
            
             
               with
               glory
               shining
               bright
               :
            
             
               His
               strength
               and
               pow'r
               appeareth
               plain
               ,
            
             
               for
               he
               is
               girt
               with
               might
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Lord
               likewise
               the
               earth
               hath
               made
               ,
            
             
               and
               setled
               it
               so
               sure
               :
            
             
               No
               might
               can
               make
               it
               move
               or
               fade
               ,
            
             
               it
               ever
               doth
               endure
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Ere
               that
               the
               world
               was
               made
               or
               wrought
            
             
               thy
               seat
               was
               set
               on
               hie
               :
            
             
               Beyond
               all
               times
               that
               can
               be
               thought
               ,
            
             
               thou
               art
               eternally
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               The
               flouds
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               the
               flouds
               doe
               rise
               ,
            
             
               they
               swell
               against
               the
               shore
               :
            
             
               And
               raise
               the
               waves
               in
               such
               a
               wise
               ,
            
             
               they
               make
               the
               waters
               rore
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               Yet
               though
               the
               storms
               appear
               in
               sight
               ,
            
             
               though
               seas
               doe
               rage
               and
               swell
               :
            
             
               The
               Lord
               is
               strong
               and
               more
               of
               might
               ,
            
             
               for
               he
               on
               high
               doth
               dwell
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               look
               what
               promise
               he
               doth
               make
               ,
            
             
               his
               houshold
               to
               defend
               ,
            
             
               For
               just
               and
               true
               they
               shall
               it
               take
               ,
            
             
               all
               times
               without
               an
               end
               .
            
          
           
             OR
             ,
          
           
             
               THy
               testimonies
               precious
               ,
            
             
               are
               kept
               on
               sure
               record
               :
            
             
               And
               holinesse
               becomes
               thy
               house
               ,
            
             
               for
               evermore
               ,
               O
               Lord
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XCIIII
             .
             1.
             M.
             1
             p.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               dost
               revenge
               all
               wrongs
               ,
            
             
               that
               pow'r
               belongs
               to
               thee
               :
            
             
               Since
               vengeance
               then
               to
               thee
               belongs
               ,
            
             
               declare
               that
               all
               may
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Set
               up
               thy self
               ,
               for
               thou
               of
               right
            
             
               the
               earth
               dost
               judge
               and
               guide
               :
            
             
               Reward
               the
               proud
               and
               men
               of
               might
               ,
            
             
               according
               to
               their
               pride
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               How
               long
               shall
               wicked
               men
               bear
               sway
               ,
            
             
               by
               lifting
               up
               their
               voice
               ?
            
             
               How
               long
               shall
               wicked
               men
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
            
             
             
               thus
               triumph
               and
               rejoyce
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               How
               long
               shall
               they
               with
               brags
               burst
               out
               ,
            
             
               and
               proudly
               prate
               their
               fill
               ?
            
             
               Shall
               they
               rejoyce
               and
               be
               so
               stout
               ,
            
             
               whose
               works
               are
               ever
               ill
               ?
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Thy
               flock
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thine
               heritage
            
             
               they
               spoil
               ,
               and
               vex
               full
               sore
               :
            
             
               Against
               thy
               people
               they
               do
               rage
               ,
            
             
               still
               daily
               more
               and
               more
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               widows
               which
               are
               comfortlesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               strangers
               they
               destroy
               :
            
             
               They
               slay
               the
               children
               fatherlesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               none
               doth
               put
               them
               by
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               when
               they
               take
               these
               things
               in
               hand
            
             
               this
               talk
               they
               have
               of
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Can
               Jacobs
               God
               this
               understand
               ?
            
             
               tush
               no
               ,
               he
               cannot
               see
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               ¶
               O
               folk
               unwise
               ,
               and
               people
               rude
               ,
            
             
               some
               knowledge
               now
               discern
               :
            
             
               Ye
               fools
               among
               the
               multitude
               ,
            
             
               at
               length
               begin
               to
               learn
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Shall
               not
               the
               Lord
               that
               made
               the
               ear
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               that
               made
               the
               eye
               ,
            
             
               What
               ,
               shall
               not
               he
               both
               see
               and
               hear
            
             
               ev'n
               all
               things
               perfectly
               ?
            
          
           
           
             
               10
            
             
               The
               Lord
               doth
               all
               the
               world
               correct
               ,
            
             
               and
               makes
               them
               understand
               :
            
             
               Shall
               he
               not
               then
               your
               deeds
               detect
               ?
            
             
               how
               can
               ye
               scape
               his
               hand
               ?
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               part
               .
               I.
               M.
               **
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 THe
                 Lord
                 doth
                 know
                 the
                 thoughts
                 of
                 man
                 ,
              
               
                 his
                 heart
                 he
                 seeth
                 plain
                 :
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 (
                 I
                 say
                 )
                 mens
                 thoughts
                 doth
                 scan
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 findeth
                 them
                 but
                 vain
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 ¶
                 But
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 that
                 man
                 is
                 happy
                 sure
                 ,
              
               
                 whom
                 thou
                 doest
                 keep
                 in
                 aw
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 through
                 correction
                 doest
                 procure
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 teach
                 him
                 in
                 thy
                 Law
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 Whereby
                 he
                 shall
                 in
                 quiet
                 rest
                 ,
              
               
                 when
                 times
                 of
                 trouble
                 are
                 :
              
               
                 When
                 wicked
                 men
                 shall
                 be
                 supprest
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 fall
                 into
                 the
                 snare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 ¶
                 For
                 sure
                 the
                 Lord
                 will
                 not
                 refuse
                 ,
              
               
                 his
                 people
                 for
                 to
                 take
                 :
              
               
                 His
                 heritage
                 ,
                 whom
                 he
                 did
                 chuse
                 ,
              
               
                 he
                 will
                 no
                 time
                 forsake
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 Untill
                 that
                 judgement
                 be
                 decreed
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 justice
                 play
                 her
                 part
                 :
              
               
                 That
                 all
                 may
                 follow
                 her
                 with
                 speed
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 are
                 of
                 upright
                 heart
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 But
                 now
                 on
                 my
                 side
                 who
                 shall
                 stand
                 ,
              
               
                 against
                 the
                 cursed
                 train
                 ?
              
               
                 Or
                 who
                 shall
                 rid
                 me
                 from
                 their
                 hand
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 wicked
                 works
                 maintain
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 ¶
                 Except
                 the
                 Lord
                 had
                 been
                 mine
                 aid
                 ,
              
               
                 mine
                 enemies
                 to
                 repell
                 :
              
               
                 My
                 soul
                 and
                 life
                 had
                 now
                 been
                 laid
                 ,
              
               
                 almost
                 as
                 low
                 as
                 hell
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 When
                 I
                 did
                 say
                 ,
                 my
                 foot
                 doth
                 slide
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 now
                 am
                 like
                 to
                 fall
                 :
              
               
                 Thy
                 goodnesse
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thou
                 didst
                 provide
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 stay
                 me
                 up
                 withall
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 19
              
               
                 When
                 with
                 my self
                 I
                 mused
                 much
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 could
                 no
                 comfort
                 finde
                 :
              
               
                 Then
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thy
                 goodnesse
                 did
                 me
                 touch
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 that
                 did
                 ease
                 my
                 minde
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 20
              
               
                 ¶
                 Lord
                 ,
                 shall
                 the
                 thrones
                 of
                 wickednesse
              
               
                 have
                 fellowship
                 with
                 thee
                 :
              
               
                 Which
                 make
                 a
                 Law
                 for
                 to
                 oppresse
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 plead
                 ,
                 it
                 s
                 thy
                 decree
                 ?
              
            
             
               
                 21
              
               
                 Lo
                 ,
                 they
                 consult
                 against
                 the
                 life
              
               
                 of
                 righteous
                 men
                 and
                 good
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 their
                 counsels
                 they
                 are
                 rife
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 shed
                 the
                 guiltlesse
                 blood
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 22
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 the
                 Lord
                 he
                 is
                 to
                 me
              
               
               
                 a
                 place
                 of
                 sure
                 defence
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 is
                 my
                 God
                 ,
                 to
                 him
                 I
                 flee
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 strength
                 and
                 confidence
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 23
              
               
                 Their
                 mischiefs
                 on
                 themselves
                 shall
                 fall
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 (
                 taken
                 in
                 their
                 crimes
                 )
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 our
                 God
                 shall
                 slay
                 them
                 all
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 cut
                 them
                 off
                 betimes
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XCV
             .
             the
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               COme
               let
               us
               bow
               and
               praise
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               before
               him
               let
               us
               fall
               ,
            
             
               And
               kneel
               to
               him
               with
               one
               accord
               ,
            
             
               the
               which
               hath
               made
               us
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               For
               why
               ,
               he
               is
               the
               Lord
               our
               God
               ,
            
             
               for
               us
               he
               doth
               provide
               :
            
             
               We
               are
               his
               flock
               ,
               he
               doth
               us
               feed
               ,
            
             
               his
               sheep
               ,
               and
               he
               our
               guide
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               To
               day
               if
               ye
               his
               voice
               will
               hear
               ,
            
             
               then
               harden
               not
               your
               heart
               :
            
             
               As
               ye
               provok't
               him
               many
               a
               yeer
               ,
            
             
               within
               the
               desert
               part
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Whereas
               your
               fathers
               tempted
               me
               ,
            
             
               my
               power
               for
               to
               prove
               :
            
             
               My
               wondrous
               works
               when
               they
               did
               see
               ,
            
             
               yet
               still
               they
               would
               me
               move
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               10
            
             
               Twice
               twenty
               yeers
               they
               did
               me
               grieve
               ,
            
             
               and
               I
               to
               them
               did
               say
               :
            
             
               They
               erre
               in
               heart
               and
               not
               beleeve
               ,
            
             
               they
               have
               not
               known
               my
               way
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Wherefore
               I
               sware
               ,
               when
               that
               my
               wrath
            
             
               was
               kindled
               in
               my
               brest
               :
            
             
               That
               they
               should
               never
               tread
               the
               path
               ,
            
             
               to
               enter
               in
               my
               rest
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             XCVI
             .
             the
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               SIng
               ye
               with
               praise
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               new
               songs
               of
               joy
               and
               mirth
               :
            
             
               Sing
               unto
               him
               with
               one
               accord
               ,
            
             
               all
               people
               on
               the
               earth
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Among
               the
               heathen
               folk
               declare
            
             
               his
               honour
               round
               about
               :
            
             
               To
               shew
               his
               wonders
               do
               not
               spare
               ,
            
             
               ev'n
               all
               the
               world
               throughout
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Tell
               all
               the
               world
               ,
               from
               first
               to
               last
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               doth
               reign
               above
               :
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               he
               hath
               set
               the
               earth
               to
               fast
               ,
            
             
               that
               it
               can
               never
               move
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               that
               it
               is
               the
               Lord
               alone
               ,
            
             
               that
               rules
               with
               princely
               might
               ,
            
             
               To
               judge
               the
               nations
               every
               one
               ,
            
             
               with
               equity
               and
               right
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             C.
             1.
             M.
             
          
           
             
               ALl
               people
               that
               on
               earth
               do
               dwell
               ,
            
             
               Sing
               to
               the
               Lord
               with
               cheerfull
               voice
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Him
               serve
               with
               fear
               ,
               his
               praise
               forth-tell
               ,
            
             
               Come
               ye
               before
               him
               and
               rejoyce
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Lord
               ye
               know
               is
               God
               indeed
               ,
            
             
               Without
               our
               aid
               he
               did
               us
               make
               :
            
             
               We
               are
               his
               flock
               ,
               he
               doth
               us
               feed
               .
            
             
               And
               for
               his
               sheep
               he
               doth
               us
               take
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               O
               enter
               then
               his
               gates
               with
               praise
               ,
            
             
               Approach
               with
               joy
               his
               courts
               unto
               :
            
             
               Praise
               ,
               laud
               ,
               and
               blesse
               his
               Name
               alwaies
               ,
            
             
               For
               it
               is
               seemly
               so
               to
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               why
               ,
               the
               Lord
               our
               God
               is
               good
               ,
            
             
               His
               mercy
               is
               for
               ever
               sure
               :
            
             
               His
               truth
               at
               all
               times
               firmly
               stood
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               from
               age
               to
               age
               endure
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CIII
             .
             1.
             Coll.
             ***
          
           
             
               MY
               soul
               doth
               magnifie
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               my
               spirit
               do
               the
               same
               :
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               secrets
               of
               my
               heart
               ,
            
             
               praise
               ye
               his
               holy
               Name
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Give
               thanks
               to
               God
               for
               all
               his
               gifts
               ,
            
             
               shew
               not
               thy self
               unkinde
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               suffer
               not
               his
               benefits
               ,
            
             
               to
               slip
               out
               of
               thy
               minde
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Who
               gave
               thee
               pardon
               for
               thy
               fault
               ,
            
             
               and
               thee
               restor'd
               again
               :
            
             
               And
               healed
               thy
               infirmitie
               ,
            
             
               and
               eas'd
               thee
               of
               thy
               pain
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               That
               did
               redeem
               thy
               life
               from
               death
            
             
               from
               which
               thou
               could
               not
               flee
               :
            
             
               His
               mercy
               and
               compassion
               both
            
             
               he
               did
               extend
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               That
               fill'd
               with
               goodnesse
               thy
               desire
               ,
            
             
               and
               did
               prolong
               thy
               youth
               :
            
             
               Like
               as
               the
               eagle
               casts
               her
               bill
               ,
            
             
               whereby
               her
               age
               renu'th
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               The
               Lord
               with
               justice
               dothrepay
               ,
            
             
               all
               such
               as
               be
               opprest
               :
            
             
               So
               that
               their
               sufferings
               and
               their
               wrongs
            
             
               are
               turned
               to
               the
               best
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               His
               waies
               and
               his
               commandements
            
             
               to
               Moses
               he
               did
               show
               :
            
             
               His
               counsels
               and
               his
               valiant
               acts
            
             
               the
               Israelites
               did
               know
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               The
               Lord
               is
               kinde
               and
               mercifull
               ,
            
             
               when
               sinners
               do
               him
               grieve
               :
            
             
               The
               slowest
               to
               conceive
               a
               wrath
               ,
            
             
               and
               readiest
               to
               relieve
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               PSAL.
               CIII
               .
               2.
               Coll.
               ***
            
             
               
                 THe
                 Lord
                 our
                 God
                 deals
                 not
                 by
                 us
              
               
                 according
                 to
                 our
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 after
                 the
                 iniquities
              
               
                 that
                 we
                 have
                 lived
                 in
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 But
                 as
                 the
                 space
                 is
                 wondrous
                 great
              
               
                 twixt
                 earth
                 and
                 heaven
                 above
                 :
              
               
                 So
                 is
                 his
                 goodnesse
                 much
                 more
                 large
              
               
                 to
                 them
                 that
                 do
                 him
                 love
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 12
              
               
                 God
                 doth
                 remove
                 our
                 sins
                 from
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 our
                 offences
                 all
                 :
              
               
                 As
                 far
                 as
                 is
                 the
                 Sun-rising
              
               
                 full
                 distant
                 from
                 his
                 fall
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 And
                 look
                 what
                 pitie
                 parents
                 dear
                 ,
              
               
                 unto
                 their
                 children
                 bear
                 :
              
               
                 Like
                 pitie
                 bears
                 the
                 Lord
                 to
                 such
              
               
                 as
                 worship
                 him
                 fear
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 ¶
                 The
                 Lord
                 that
                 made
                 us
                 knows
                 our
                 shape
              
               
                 our
                 mould
                 and
                 fashion
                 just
                 ,
              
               
                 How
                 weak
                 and
                 frail
                 our
                 nature
                 is
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 how
                 we
                 are
                 but
                 dust
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 And
                 how
                 the
                 time
                 of
                 mortall
                 men
                 ,
              
               
                 is
                 like
                 the
                 withering
                 hay
                 :
              
               
                 Or
                 like
                 the
                 flow'r
                 right
                 fair
                 in
                 field
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 fades
                 full
                 soon
                 away
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 the
                 goodnesse
                 of
                 the
                 Lord
              
               
                 with
                 his
                 shall
                 ever
                 stand
                 :
              
               
                 Their
                 childrens
                 children
                 do
                 receive
              
               
                 much
                 goodnesse
                 at
                 his
                 hand
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 I
                 mean
                 ,
                 which
                 keep
                 his
                 covenant
                 ,
              
               
                 with
                 all
                 their
                 whole
                 desire
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 not
                 forget
                 to
                 do
                 the
                 thing
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 he
                 doth
                 them
                 require
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CVIII
             .
             the
             Col.
             **
          
           
             
               O
               God
               my
               heart
               is
               now
               prepar'd
               ,
            
             
               so
               also
               is
               my
               tongue
               :
            
             
               I
               will
               advance
               my
               voice
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               and
               praise
               thee
               with
               my
               song
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               A
               wake
               my
               viol
               and
               my
               harp
               ,
            
             
               sweet
               melodie
               to
               make
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               morning
               I
               my self
            
             
               right
               early
               will
               awake
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Among
               the
               people
               gen'rally
               ,
            
             
               thou
               shalt
               be
               prais'd
               by
               me
               :
            
             
               Among
               the
               heathen
               folk
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               will
               I
               sing
               praise
               to
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Because
               thy
               mercy
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               is
               great
               ,
            
             
               above
               the
               heavens
               hie
               :
            
             
               Also
               thy
               truth
               doth
               pierce
               the
               clouds
               ,
            
             
               and
               reacheth
               to
               the
               skie
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               ●Above
               the
               starrie
               firmament
            
             
               extoll
               thy self
               ,
               O
               God
               :
            
             
               And
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               display
               upon
               the
               earth
            
             
               thy
               glory
               all
               abroad
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               that
               thy
               dear
               beloved
               one
            
             
               delivered
               may
               be
               ,
            
             
               Help
               ,
               O
               my
               God
               ,
               with
               thy
               right
               hand
               ,
            
             
               and
               hearken
               unto
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               And
               grant
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               saving
               health
               ,
            
             
               when
               troubles
               do
               assail
               :
            
             
               For
               all
               the
               help
               of
               man
               is
               vain
               ,
            
             
               and
               nothing
               can
               avail
               .
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               Through
               God
               we
               shall
               do
               valiant
               acts
               ,
            
             
               and
               worthy
               of
               renown
               ;
            
             
               He
               shall
               subdue
               our
               enemies
               ,
            
             
               yea
               ,
               he
               shall
               tread
               them
               down
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXIII
             .
             1.
             M.
             
          
           
             
               YE
               children
               which
               do
               serve
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Praise
               ye
               his
               Name
               with
               one
               accord
               :
            
             
               2
               And
               ever
               blessed
               be
               his
               Name
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Who
               from
               the
               rising
               of
               the
               Sun
               ,
            
             
               Till
               it
               return
               where
               it
               begun
               ,
            
             
               is
               to
               be
               praised
               with
               great
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Lord
               all
               people
               doth
               surmount
               ,
            
             
               As
               for
               his
               glory
               we
               may
               count
               ,
            
             
             
               above
               the
               heavens
               high
               to
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               With
               God
               the
               Lord
               who
               may
               compare
            
             
               Whose
               dwellings
               in
               the
               heavens
               are
               ?
            
             
               of
               such
               great
               power
               and
               force
               is
               he
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               He
               doth
               abase
               himself
               (
               we
               know
               )
            
             
               Things
               to
               behold
               both
               here
               below
               ,
            
             
               and
               also
               in
               the
               heavens
               high
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               poor
               and
               needy
               sort
               he
               brings
            
             
               Even
               from
               the
               dust
               to
               sit
               with
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               in
               thrones
               of
               princely
               Majesty
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Among
               his
               people
               thus
               doth
               he
               ,
            
             
               As
               Princes
               ,
               place
               in
               high
               degree
            
             
               even
               those
               that
               from
               the
               dung-hill
               came
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               The
               barren
               he
               doth
               make
               to
               bear
               ,
            
             
               And
               with
               great
               joy
               her
               fruit
               to
               rear
               ,
            
             
               therefore
               praise
               ye
               his
               holy
               Name
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXVI
             .
             the
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               I
               Love
               the
               Lord
               ,
               because
               he
               heard
            
             
               my
               earnest
               suit
               and
               cry
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               And
               call
               upon
               him
               while
               I
               live
               ,
            
             
               that
               heard
               me
               formerly
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Ev'n
               when
               the
               snares
               of
               cruell
               death
               ,
            
             
               on
               every
               side
               I
               found
               :
            
             
               When
               pains
               of
               hell
               laid
               hold
               on
               me
               ,
            
             
               and
               sorrow
               did
               surround
               :
            
          
           
           
             
               4
            
             
               Upon
               the
               Name
               of
               God
               my
               Lord
            
             
               then
               did
               I
               call
               ,
               and
               say
               ,
            
             
               Deliver
               thou
               my
               soul
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               I
               do
               most
               humbly
               pray
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               The
               Lord
               is
               very
               mercifull
               ,
            
             
               and
               just
               he
               is
               also
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               our
               God
               compassion
            
             
               doth
               plentifully
               flow
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               The
               Lord
               in
               safety
               doth
               preserve
            
             
               all
               those
               that
               simple
               be
               :
            
             
               I
               was
               in
               wofull
               misery
               ,
            
             
               and
               he
               deliver'd
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               now
               ,
               my
               soul
               ,
               sith
               thou
               art
               safe
               ,
            
             
               return
               unto
               thy
               rest
               :
            
             
               For
               largely
               ,
               lo
               ,
               the
               Lord
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               his
               bounty
               hath
               exprest
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Because
               thou
               hast
               delivered
            
             
               my
               soul
               from
               deadly
               thrall
               ,
            
             
               My
               moistned
               eies
               from
               mournfull
               tears
               ,
            
             
               my
               sliding
               feet
               from
               fall
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Before
               the
               Lord
               in
               land
               of
               life
               ,
            
             
               now
               will
               I
               walk
               therefore
               :
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               I
               did
               beleeve
               ,
               therefore
               I
               spake
               ,
            
             
               for
               I
               was
               troubled
               sore
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXVIII
             .
             the
             Coll.
             ***
          
           
             THe
             Lord
             himself
             is
             on
             my
             side
             ,
          
           
             I
             will
             not
             stand
             in
             doubt
             :
          
           
             Nor
             fear
             what
             flesh
             can
             do
             to
             me
             ,
          
           
             for
             God
             will
             help
             me
             out
             .
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Lord
               doth
               take
               my
               part
               with
               them
            
             
               to
               help
               me
               that
               arise
               ,
            
             
               Therefore
               I
               shall
               see
               my
               desire
            
             
               upon
               mine
               enemies
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               ¶
               Better
               it
               is
               to
               trust
               in
               God
               ,
            
             
               then
               in
               mans
               mortall
               seed
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Or
               to
               put
               confidence
               in
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               or
               Princes
               in
               our
               need
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               All
               nations
               have
               inclosed
               me
               ,
            
             
               and
               compassed
               me
               round
               :
            
             
               But
               in
               the
               Name
               of
               God
               shall
               I
            
             
               mine
               enemies
               confound
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               ¶
               My
               fo
               ,
               thou
               hast
               thrust
               sore
               at
               me
               ,
            
             
               that
               I
               indeed
               might
               fall
               :
            
             
               But
               through
               the
               Lord
               I
               found
               such
               help
               ,
            
             
               that
               they
               were
               vanquish'd
               all
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Now
               help
               us
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               and
               prosper
               us
               ,
            
             
               we
               humbly
               crave
               the
               same
               :
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Blessed
               is
               he
               that
               comes
               to
               us
            
             
               in
               Gods
               most
               holy
               Name
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               9
            
             
               O
               give
               ye
               thanks
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               for
               very
               good
               is
               he
               ,
            
             
               Because
               his
               mercies
               do
               endure
               :
            
             
               to
               all
               eternitie
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXIX
             .
             1.
             Col.
             **
          
           
             
               BLessed
               are
               they
               that
               perfect
               are
               ,
            
             
               and
               pure
               in
               minde
               and
               heart
               :
            
             
               That
               from
               the
               Law
               of
               God
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               do
               not
               at
               all
               depart
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Blessed
               are
               they
               that
               give
               themselves
               ,
            
             
               his
               Statutes
               to
               observe
               :
            
             
               Seeking
               the
               Lord
               with
               all
               their
               hearts
               ,
            
             
               and
               never
               from
               him
               swerve
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               It
               is
               thy
               just
               and
               strict
               command
               ,
            
             
               that
               with
               attentive
               heed
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               noble
               and
               divine
               precepts
               ,
            
             
               we
               learn
               and
               keep
               indeed
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               thou
               that
               giv'st
               us
               this
               command
               ,
            
             
               give
               grace
               to
               do
               the
               same
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Then
               shall
               I
               keep
               thy
               statutes
               all
               ,
            
             
               and
               never
               shrink
               for
               shame
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               And
               wholly
               will
               I
               give
               my self
               ,
            
             
               to
               keep
               thy
               laws
               most
               right
               :
            
             
               Forsake
               me
               not
               for
               ever
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               but
               shew
               thy
               grace
               and
               might
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               The
               second
               Collect.
               **
            
             
               VNfainedly
               I
               have
               thee
               sought
               ,
            
             
               and
               seeking
               so
               abide
               :
            
             
               Let
               me
               not
               wander
               from
               thy
               ways
               ,
            
             
               nor
               ever
               turn
               aside
               .
            
             
               
                 11
              
               
                 Within
                 my
                 heart
                 and
                 secret
                 thoughts
              
               
                 thy
                 words
                 have
                 I
                 hid
                 still
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 I
                 might
                 not
                 at
                 any
                 time
              
               
                 offend
                 thy
                 holy
                 will
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 ¶
                 My
                 lips
                 have
                 never
                 ceas'd
                 to
                 preach
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 publish
                 day
                 and
                 night
              
               
                 The
                 judgements
                 all
                 ,
                 which
                 did
                 proceed
              
               
                 from
                 thy
                 mouth
                 full
                 of
                 might
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 Of
                 thy
                 precepts
                 I
                 will
                 still
                 muse
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 thereto
                 frame
                 my
                 talk
                 :
              
               
                 As
                 at
                 a
                 mark
                 so
                 will
                 I
                 aim
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 waies
                 how
                 I
                 may
                 walk
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 My
                 only
                 joy
                 shall
                 be
                 so
                 fix'd
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 on
                 thy
                 laws
                 so
                 set
                 :
              
               
                 That
                 nothing
                 can
                 me
                 so
                 far
                 blinde
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 I
                 thy
                 words
                 forget
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               third
               Collect.
               **
            
             
               
                 20
              
               
                 MY
                 soul
                 is
                 ravish'd
                 with
                 desire
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 never
                 is
                 at
                 rest
                 :
              
               
               
                 But
                 seeks
                 to
                 know
                 thy
                 judgements
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 what
                 may
                 please
                 thee
                 best
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 22
              
               
                 ¶
                 Lord
                 ,
                 turn
                 from
                 me
                 rebuke
                 and
                 shame
              
               
                 which
                 wicked
                 men
                 conspire
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 I
                 have
                 kept
                 thy
                 covenants
                 ,
              
               
                 with
                 zeal
                 as
                 hot
                 as
                 fire
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 28
              
               
                 My
                 soul
                 I
                 feel
                 so
                 sore
                 opprest
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 it
                 doth
                 melt
                 for
                 grief
                 :
              
               
                 According
                 to
                 thy
                 word
                 therefore
                 ,
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 haste
                 to
                 send
                 relief
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 35
              
               
                 ¶
                 In
                 righteous
                 paths
                 of
                 thy
                 precepts
                 ,
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 guide
                 me
                 ,
                 I
                 require
                 :
              
               
                 None
                 other
                 pleasure
                 do
                 I
                 wish
                 ,
              
               
                 nor
                 greater
                 thing
                 desire
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 36
              
               
                 ¶
                 Incline
                 my
                 heart
                 thy
                 laws
                 to
                 keep
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 covenants
                 to
                 embrace
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 all
                 filthy
                 avarice
                 ,
              
               
                 Lord
                 ,
                 shield
                 me
                 with
                 thy
                 grace
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 37
              
               
                 ¶
                 From
                 vain
                 desires
                 and
                 worldly
                 lusts
                 ,
              
               
                 turn
                 back
                 mine
                 eyes
                 and
                 sight
                 :
              
               
                 Give
                 me
                 the
                 spirit
                 of
                 life
                 and
                 power
                 ,
              
               
                 to
                 walk
                 thy
                 wayes
                 aright
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 39
              
               
                 Reproach
                 and
                 shame
                 which
                 I
                 so
                 fear
                 ,
              
               
                 from
                 me
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 expell
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 thou
                 dost
                 judge
                 with
                 equity
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 therein
                 doth
                 excell
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 40
              
               
                 Behold
                 !
                 my
                 hearts
                 desire
                 is
                 bent
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 laws
                 to
                 keep
                 for
                 aye
                 :
              
               
                 Lord
                 strengthen
                 me
                 so
                 with
                 thy
                 grace
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 it
                 perform
                 I
                 may
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               fourth
               Collect.
               **
            
             
               
                 41
              
               
                 THy
                 mercies
                 that
                 are
                 manifold
                 ,
              
               
                 let
                 me
                 obtain
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 :
              
               
                 Thy
                 saving
                 health
                 let
                 me
                 enjoy
                 ,
              
               
                 according
                 to
                 thy
                 Word
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 42
              
               
                 So
                 shall
                 I
                 stop
                 the
                 standrous
                 mouths
              
               
                 of
                 lewd
                 men
                 and
                 unjust
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 have
                 so
                 much
                 reproached
                 me
                 :
              
               
                 for
                 in
                 thy
                 word
                 I
                 trust
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 60
              
               
                 I
                 did
                 not
                 stay
                 ,
                 nor
                 linger
                 long
                 ,
              
               
                 as
                 those
                 that
                 slothfull
                 are
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 hastily
                 thy
                 laws
                 to
                 keep
              
               
                 I
                 did
                 my self
                 prepare
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 61
              
               
                 The
                 cruell
                 bands
                 of
                 wicked
                 men
                 ,
              
               
                 have
                 made
                 of
                 me
                 their
                 prey
                 :
              
               
                 Yet
                 did
                 not
                 I
                 thy
                 laws
                 forget
                 ,
              
               
                 nor
                 from
                 thee
                 go
                 astray
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 62
              
               
                 Thy
                 righteous
                 judgements
                 are
                 so
                 great
                 ,
              
               
                 so
                 holy
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 high
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 even
                 at
                 midnight
                 I
                 will
                 rise
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 Name
                 to
                 magnifie
                 .
              
            
          
           
           
             
               The
               fifth
               Collect.
               **
            
             
               
                 ERe
                 thou
                 didst
                 touch
                 me
                 with
                 thy
                 rod
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 err'd
                 and
                 went
                 astray
                 :
              
               
                 But
                 now
                 I
                 keep
                 thy
                 word
                 ,
                 O
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 by
                 it
                 guide
                 ,
                 my
                 way
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 71
              
               
                 O
                 happy
                 time
                 ,
                 well
                 may
                 I
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 thou
                 didst
                 me
                 correct
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 ,
                 like
                 a
                 guide
                 ,
                 thy
                 Law
                 to
                 learn
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 rod
                 did
                 me
                 direct
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 76
              
               
                 Thy
                 judgements
                 very
                 righteous
                 are
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 I
                 do
                 confesse
                 :
              
               
                 I
                 know
                 thou
                 hast
                 afflicted
                 me
                 ,
              
               
                 of
                 very
                 faithfulnesse
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 107
              
               
                 ¶
                 I
                 am
                 afflicted
                 very
                 much
                 ,
              
               
                 but
                 quicken
                 me
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 raise
                 me
                 to
                 an
                 holy
                 life
                 ,
              
               
                 according
                 to
                 thy
                 word
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 114
              
               
                 Thou
                 art
                 my
                 hid
                 and
                 secret
                 place
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 shield
                 and
                 strong
                 defence
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 on
                 thy
                 Word
                 I
                 fix
                 my
                 faith
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 hope
                 and
                 confidence
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXII
             .
             1.
             M.
             Ye
             children
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               I
               Did
               exceedingly
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               To
               hear
               the
               loving
               peoples
               voice
               ,
            
             
             
               in
               offering
               of
               their
               own
               accord
               :
            
             
               For
               in
               this
               manner
               did
               they
               say
               ,
            
             
               Come
               ,
               let
               us
               up
               ,
               and
               take
               our
               way
               ,
            
             
               unto
               the
               temple
               of
               the
               Lord
               .
            
             
               Within
               thy
               gates
               ,
               Jerusalem
               ,
            
             
               Our
               feet
               shall
               come
               ,
               and
               stand
               in
               them
               ,
            
             
               to
               worship
               ,
               and
               to
               offer
               there
               .
            
             
               Jerusalem
               is
               built
               so
               neat
               ,
            
             
               Compact
               together
               and
               compleat
               ,
            
             
               the
               like
               there
               is
               not
               anywhere
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               The
               holy
               tribes
               ,
               with
               one
               accord
               ,
            
             
               The
               tribes
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
               of
               God
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               to
               Israels
               testimonie
               came
               .
            
             
               Thither
               they
               went
               ,
               on
               solemn
               dayes
               ,
            
             
               To
               worship
               and
               to
               offer
               praise
               ,
            
             
               unto
               the
               Lords
               most
               holy
               Name
               .
            
             
               For
               there
               are
               stately
               thrones
               erect
               ,
            
             
               Erected
               there
               ,
               for
               this
               respect
               ,
            
             
               for
               justice
               and
               for
               equity
               :
            
             
               Which
               thrones
               of
               right
               do
               appertain
            
             
               To
               Davids
               house
               ,
               which
               there
               must
               reign
               ,
            
             
               to
               judge
               his
               folk
               accordingly
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               O
               pray
               therefore
               ,
               and
               do
               not
               cease
               ,
            
             
               But
               pray
               for
               our
               Jerus'lems
               peace
               .
            
             
               lo
               ,
               they
               shall
               prosper
               that
               love
               thee
               :
            
             
             
               Peace
               be
               within
               thy
               walls
               ,
               say
               I
               ,
            
             
               I
               wish
               as
               much
               prosperity
            
             
               within
               thy
               palaces
               to
               be
               .
            
             
               My
               brethren
               and
               companions
               dear
               ,
            
             
               Make
               me
               now
               say
               ,
               let
               peace
               be
               here
               ,
            
             
               I
               wish
               it
               heartily
               to
               thee
               .
            
             
               The
               temple
               of
               our
               God
               no
               lesse
               ,
            
             
               Makes
               me
               to
               seek
               thy
               happinesse
               ,
            
             
               as
               much
               as
               ever
               lies
               in
               me
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXVIII
             .
             1.
             M.
             ***
          
           
             
               BLessed
               art
               thou
               that
               fearest
               God
               ,
            
             
               and
               walkest
               in
               his
               way
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               For
               of
               thy
               labour
               thou
               shalt
               eat
               ,
            
             
               happy
               art
               thou
               ,
               I
               say
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Like
               fruitfull
               vines
               on
               thy
               house
               side
               ,
            
             
               so
               doth
               thy
               wife
               spring
               out
               .
            
             
               Thy
               children
               stand
               like
               olive
               plants
               ,
            
             
               thy
               table
               round
               about
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thus
               art
               thou
               blest
               that
               fearest
               God
               ,
            
             
               and
               he
               shall
               let
               thee
               see
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               promised
               Jerusalem
               ,
            
             
               and
               her
               felicity
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Thou
               shalt
               thy
               childrens
               children
               see
               ,
            
             
               to
               thy
               great
               joyes
               increase
               :
            
             
               And
               likewise
               grace
               on
               Israel
               ,
            
             
               prosperity
               and
               peace
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXX
             .
             1.
             M.
             **
          
           
             
               TO
               thee
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               make
               my
               moan
               ,
            
             
               in
               these
               my
               depths
               of
               grief
               :
            
             
               I
               call
               ,
               I
               cry
               ,
               I
               sigh
               ,
               I
               grone
               ,
            
             
               trusting
               to
               finde
               relief
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Hear
               then
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               my
               just
               request
               ,
            
             
               for
               it
               is
               full
               due
               time
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               thy
               ears
               be
               now
               possest
               ,
            
             
               with
               these
               desires
               of
               mine
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               ¶
               O
               Lord
               our
               God
               ,
               if
               thou
               should
               weigh●
            
             
               the
               sins
               that
               we
               have
               done
               :
            
             
               Who
               can
               escape
               ,
               or
               who
               can
               say
               ,
            
             
               I
               can
               excuse
               for
               one
               ?
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               But
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               art
               rather
               bent
            
             
               to
               tendernesse
               and
               grace
               :
            
             
               That
               we
               ,
               with
               hearts
               most
               penitent
               ,
            
             
               should
               fear
               before
               thy
               face
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               In
               God
               I
               put
               my
               confidence
               ,
            
             
               my
               soul
               waits
               on
               his
               will
               :
            
             
               His
               promise
               is
               a
               sure
               defence
               ,
            
             
               and
               I
               hope
               therein
               still
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               My
               soul
               to
               God
               hath
               due
               regard
               ,
            
             
               wishing
               for
               him
               alway
               :
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               more
               then
               they
               that
               watch
               and
               ward
            
             
               desire
               the
               dawning
               day
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               Let
               Israel
               boldly
               trust
               upon
            
             
               the
               Lords
               free
               grace
               and
               love
               ,
            
             
               And
               plentifull
               redemption
            
             
               that
               comes
               from
               God
               above
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               And
               he
               shall
               now
               and
               evermore
            
             
               redeem
               us
               on
               this
               wise
               ,
            
             
               Quite
               blotting
               out
               the
               heavy
               score
            
             
               of
               our
               iniquities
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXXI
             .
             1.
             Col.
             *
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               am
               not
               puft
               in
               minde
               ,
            
             
               I
               have
               no
               scornfull
               eye
               :
            
             
               I
               do
               not
               exercise
               my self
            
             
               in
               things
               that
               be
               too
               high
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               But
               as
               the
               childe
               that
               weaned
               is
               ,
            
             
               even
               from
               his
               mothers
               brest
               :
            
             
               So
               have
               I
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               behav'd
               my self
            
             
               in
               silence
               and
               in
               rest
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               O
               Israel
               trust
               in
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               let
               him
               be
               all
               thy
               stay
               :
            
             
               From
               this
               time
               forth
               for
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               from
               age
               to
               age
               ,
               for
               ay
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXXII
             .
             1.
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               RRemember
               Davids
               troubles
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               how
               to
               the
               Lord
               he
               sware
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               vowed
               a
               vow
               to
               Jacobs
               God
               ,
            
             
               the
               greatest
               of
               his
               care
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               I
               will
               not
               come
               within
               my
               house
               .
            
             
               nor
               climb
               up
               to
               my
               bed
               :
            
             
               Nor
               let
               my
               temples
               take
               their
               rest
               ,
            
             
               nor
               th'
               eyes
               within
               thy
               head
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Till
               I
               have
               found
               out
               for
               the
               Lord
            
             
               a
               Temple
               for
               his
               grace
               :
            
             
               An
               house
               for
               Jacobs
               mighty
               God
            
             
               to
               be
               a
               dwelling
               place
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               We
               will
               assay
               ,
               and
               go
               into
            
             
               his
               Tabernacle
               there
               :
            
             
               Before
               his
               foot-stool
               falling
               down
               ,
            
             
               to
               worship
               him
               in
               fear
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               let
               all
               thy
               Priests
               be
               cloath'd
            
             
               with
               truth
               and
               righteousnesse
               ;
            
             
               Let
               all
               thy
               Saints
               and
               holy
               men
               ,
            
             
               sing
               out
               with
               joyfulnesse
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               Collect.
               ***
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 THe
                 Lord
                 hath
                 chosen
                 Sion
                 hill
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 loves
                 therein
                 to
                 dwell
                 :
              
               
                 Saying
                 ,
                 this
                 is
                 my
                 resting
                 place
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 love
                 and
                 like
                 it
                 well
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 And
                 I
                 will
                 blesse
                 with
                 great
                 increase
              
               
                 her
                 victuals
                 every where
                 :
              
               
               
                 And
                 I
                 will
                 satisfie
                 with
                 bread
                 ,
              
               
                 the
                 needy
                 that
                 be
                 there
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 Yea
                 ,
                 I
                 will
                 deck
                 and
                 clothe
                 her
                 Priests
                 ,
              
               
                 with
                 saving
                 health
                 throughout
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 the
                 Saints
                 of
                 Sion
                 hill
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 joy
                 shall
                 sing
                 and
                 shout
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 There
                 will
                 I
                 surely
                 make
                 the
                 horn
              
               
                 of
                 David
                 for
                 to
                 bud
                 :
              
               
                 For
                 there
                 I
                 have
                 ordain'd
                 for
                 mine
              
               
                 a
                 lantern
                 bright
                 and
                 good
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 As
                 for
                 his
                 enemies
                 ,
                 I
                 will
                 clothe
              
               
                 with
                 shame
                 for
                 evermore
                 :
              
               
                 But
                 I
                 will
                 cause
                 his
                 crown
                 to
                 shine
              
               
                 more
                 fresh
                 then
                 heretofore
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXXV
             .
             the
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               O
               Praise
               the
               Lord
               ,
               praise
               him
               ,
               praise
               him
               ,
            
             
               praise
               him
               with
               one
               accord
               :
            
             
               O
               praise
               him
               still
               ,
               all
               ye
               that
               be
            
             
               the
               servants
               of
               the
               Lord
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               O
               praise
               him
               ye
               that
               stand
               within
            
             
               the
               Temple
               of
               the
               Lord
               :
            
             
               Ye
               of
               his
               Court
               ,
               and
               of
               his
               house
               ,
            
             
               praise
               him
               with
               one
               accord
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Praise
               ye
               the
               Lord
               ,
               for
               he
               is
               good
               ,
            
             
             
               sing
               praises
               to
               his
               Name
               :
            
             
               It
               is
               a
               good
               and
               comely
               thing
               ,
            
             
               alwaies
               to
               doe
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               God
               hath
               chosen
               Jacobs
               seed
               ,
            
             
               ev'n
               of
               his
               own
               good
               pleasure
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               hath
               chosen
               Israel
               ,
            
             
               for
               his
               peculiar
               treasure
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               For
               this
               I
               know
               undoubtedly
               ,
            
             
               the
               Lord
               is
               very
               great
               :
            
             
               He
               is
               indeed
               above
               all
               gods
               ,
            
             
               and
               hath
               the
               highest
               seat
               .
            
          
           
             
               15
            
             
               ¶
               The
               Idols
               which
               the
               Heathen
               have
            
             
               in
               all
               their
               coasts
               and
               lands
               ,
            
             
               Of
               silver
               and
               of
               gold
               they
               be
               ,
            
             
               the
               work
               of
               workmens
               hands
               .
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               They
               have
               a
               mouth
               ,
               and
               cannot
               speak
               ,
            
             
               and
               eyes
               that
               have
               no
               sight
               :
            
          
           
             
               17
            
             
               They
               have
               an
               ear
               ,
               and
               doe
               not
               hear
               ,
            
             
               their
               mouths
               are
               breathlesse
               quite
               .
            
          
           
             
               19
            
             
               O
               all
               ye
               house
               of
               Israel
               ,
            
             
               see
               that
               ye
               praise
               the
               Lord
               :
            
             
               And
               ye
               that
               be
               of
               Aarons
               house
               ,
            
             
               praise
               him
               with
               one
               accord
               .
            
          
           
             
               20
            
             
               And
               ye
               that
               be
               of
               Levies
               house
               ,
            
             
               praise
               ye
               ,
               likewise
               ,
               the
               Lord
               :
            
             
             
               And
               ye
               that
               stand
               in
               aw
               of
               him
               ,
            
             
               praise
               him
               with
               one
               accord
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXXIX
             .
             the
             Collect.
             **
          
           
             
               21
            
             
               HAte
               I
               not
               them
               that
               hate
               thee
               ,
               Lord
               ?
            
             
               and
               that
               in
               earnest
               wise
               ,
            
             
               Contend
               I
               not
               against
               them
               all
               ,
            
             
               against
               thee
               that
               arise
               ?
            
          
           
             
               22
            
             
               I
               hate
               them
               with
               unfeigned
               hate
               ,
            
             
               even
               as
               my
               utter
               foes
               :
            
          
           
             
               23
            
             
               Trie
               me
               (
               O
               God
               )
               and
               know
               my
               heart
               ,
            
             
               my
               inward
               thoughts
               disclose
               .
            
          
           
             
               24
            
             
               See
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               if
               any
               secret
               sin
               ,
            
             
               doe
               in
               my
               soul
               abide
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               everlasting
               way
               ,
            
             
               be
               thou
               my
               God
               and
               guide
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXLIII
             .
             the
             Col.
             ***
          
           
             
               LOrd
               hear
               my
               prayer
               and
               complaint
               ,
            
             
               which
               I
               put
               forth
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               thy
               truth
               and
               righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               hear
               and
               answer
               me
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Against
               thy
               servant
               let
               not
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               thy
               judgement
               to
               be
               tri'd
               ,
            
             
             
               For
               in
               thy
               sight
               can
               none
               alive
            
             
               be
               ever
               justifi'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Thy
               loving
               kindenes
               in
               the
               morn
               ,
            
             
               let
               me
               both
               hear
               and
               see
               :
            
             
               Teach
               me
               the
               way
               that
               I
               should
               goe
               ,
            
             
               for
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               I
               trust
               in
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               And
               of
               thy
               mercy
               slay
               my
               foes
               ,
            
             
               that
               vex
               my
               soul
               so
               sore
               :
            
             
               For
               loe
               ,
               I
               am
               thy
               servant
               ,
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               destroy
               them
               all
               therefore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXLVI
             .
             2.
             Met.
             ***
          
           
             
               MY
               soul
               praise
               thou
               the
               Lord
               alwaies
               ,
            
             
               his
               praise
               will
               I
               declare
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               While
               breath
               and
               life
               prolong
               my
               daies
               ,
            
             
               my
               tongue
               shall
               never
               spare
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Trust
               not
               in
               worldly
               Princes
               then
               ,
            
             
               though
               they
               abound
               in
               wealth
               :
            
             
               Nor
               in
               the
               sons
               of
               mortall
               men
               ,
            
             
               in
               whom
               there
               is
               no
               health
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               why
               ?
               their
               breath
               doth
               soon
               depart
               ,
            
             
               they
               fall
               to
               earth
               anon
               ;
            
             
               And
               then
               the
               counsels
               of
               their
               heart
               ,
            
             
               doe
               perish
               ,
               every
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               happy
               is
               that
               man
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
            
             
             
               whom
               Jacobs
               God
               doth
               aid
               ;
            
             
               And
               he
               ,
               whose
               hope
               doth
               not
               decay
               ,
            
             
               but
               on
               the
               Lord
               is
               staid
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Which
               made
               the
               earth
               and
               waters
               deep
               ,
            
             
               the
               heavens
               high
               withall
               :
            
             
               Which
               doth
               his
               word
               and
               promise
               keep
               ,
            
             
               and
               so
               for
               ever
               shall
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               With
               right
               alwayes
               doth
               he
               proceed
               ,
            
             
               for
               such
               as
               suffer
               wrong
               :
            
             
               The
               poor
               and
               hungry
               he
               doth
               feed
               ,
            
             
               and
               loose
               the
               fetters
               strong
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               ¶
               The
               Lord
               doth
               send
               the
               blinde
               their
               sight
               ,
            
             
               the
               lame
               to
               limbs
               restore
               :
            
             
               The
               Lord
               doth
               in
               his
               Saints
               delight
               ,
            
             
               and
               loves
               them
               evermore
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               He
               helps
               the
               widow
               in
               distresse
               ,
            
             
               and
               stranger
               sad
               in
               heart
               :
            
             
               He
               doth
               defend
               the
               fatherlesse
               ,
            
             
               and
               ill
               mens
               waies
               subvert
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               The
               Lord
               thy
               God
               ,
               O
               Sion
               hill
               ,
            
             
               shall
               reign
               eternally
               ,
            
             
               From
               age
               to
               age
               ,
               for
               ever
               still
               ,
            
             
               O
               praise
               the
               Lord
               most
               high
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXLIX
             .
             1.
             M.
             ***
          
           
             
               SIng
               ye
               a
               new
               song
               to
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               his
               praises
               to
               declare
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               his
               Name
               be
               magnifi'd
               ,
            
             
               where
               Saints
               assembled
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Let
               Israel
               rejoyce
               in
               God
               ,
            
             
               their
               maker
               and
               their
               King
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               the
               sons
               of
               Sion
               hill
            
             
               for
               joy
               triumph
               and
               sing
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Let
               them
               sound
               praise
               with
               voice
               of
               flute
            
             
               unto
               his
               holy
               Name
               :
            
             
               And
               with
               the
               timbrell
               and
               the
               harp
               ,
            
             
               sing
               forth
               his
               praise
               and
               fame
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               ,
               lo
               ,
               the
               Lord
               ,
               his
               dear
               delight
            
             
               doth
               in
               his
               people
               place
               :
            
             
               And
               he
               will
               beautifie
               the
               meek
            
             
               with
               saving
               health
               and
               grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               With
               glory
               and
               with
               honour
               now
            
             
               let
               all
               the
               Saints
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               And
               sing
               aloud
               upon
               their
               beds
               ,
            
             
               with
               glad
               and
               pleasant
               voice
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               And
               in
               their
               mouths
               let
               be
               the
               acts
            
             
               of
               God
               the
               mighty
               Lord
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               them
               take
               into
               their
               hands
            
             
               a
               double
               edged
               sword
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               7
            
             
               To
               plague
               the
               Heathen
               ,
               and
               correct
            
             
               the
               people
               with
               their
               hands
               :
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               To
               binde
               their
               stately
               Kings
               in
               chains
               ,
            
             
               their
               Lords
               in
               iron
               bands
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               To
               execute
               on
               them
               the
               doom
               ,
            
             
               recorded
               long
               before
               :
            
             
               This
               honour
               all
               his
               Saints
               shall
               have
               ,
            
             
               praise
               God
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
           
             FINIS
             .
          
        
         
           
             NOte
             that
             all
             the
             Psalms
             that
             are
             put
             in
             whole
             ,
             m●
             readily
             be
             sung
             in
             Churches
             ,
             while
             others
             sing
             the
             old
             ,
             for
             the
             verses
             are
             neither
             more
             nor
             fewer
             ,
             then
             the●●
             were
             before
             .
          
           
             So
             also
             may
             the
             Collects
             ,
             if
             the
             Clark
             read
             them
             ,
             or
             d●
             point
             out
             and
             declare
             the
             verses
             before-hand
             .
          
           
             Note
             also
             that
             one
             single
             star
             points
             a
             dolefull
             tune
             two
             stars
             a
             solemn
             ,
             or
             middle
             tune
             ,
             three
             stars
             a
             joyfu●
             tune
             ;
             and
             they
             are
             set
             onely
             (
             or
             for
             the
             most
             part
             )
             to
             Psalms
             that
             go
             in
             a
             generall
             tune
             (
             
               i.e.
            
             )
             such
             as
             serve
             for
             all
             eights
             and
             sixes
             generally
             .
          
           
             Lastly
             ,
             note
             that
             every
             new
             beginning
             of
             fresh
             matter
             is
             marked
             with
             a
             Paragraph
             thus
             ¶
             which
             is
             placed
             between
             the
             verse
             and
             the
             line
             ,
             which
             is
             devised
             to
             make
             short
             parts
             ,
             and
             to
             discern
             suddenly
             where
             to
             begin
             .
          
           
             Note
             this
             amendment
             of
             Psal.
             
               146.
            
             v.
             
               3.
               2.
            
             Met.
             if
             thou
             thinkest
             it
             needs
             ,
          
           
             
               TRust
               not
               in
               worldly
               Princes
               then
               ,
            
             
               put
               not
               your
               trust
               in
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               any
               of
               the
               sons
               of
               men
               ,
            
             
               for
               they
               are
               helplesse
               things
               .
            
          
        
      
       
       
         
           Here
           follow
           the
           rest
           of
           the
           new-made
           Psalms
           ,
           that
           are
           not
           extant
           in
           the
           first
           Impression
           .
        
         
           
             Psalm
             V.
             1.
             Met.
             Our
             Father
             which
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               LOrd
               ,
               weigh
               my
               thoughts
               ,
               my
               voice
               attend
               ,
            
             
               My
               King
               ,
               my
               God
               ,
               to
               me
               give
               ear
               :
            
             
               To
               thee
               my
               pray'rs
               and
               cries
               I
               send
               ,
            
             
               My
               voice
               i'
               th
               morning
               thou
               shalt
               hear
               :
            
             
               I'
               th
               morning
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               will
               I
               direct
               ,
            
             
               My
               prayer
               to
               thee
               ,
               and
               will
               expect
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               For
               thou
               in
               sinne
               hast
               no
               delight
               ,
            
             
               No
               ill
               shall
               dwell
               with
               thee
               ,
               O
               Lord
               :
            
             
               The
               fool
               abides
               not
               in
               thy
               sight
               ;
            
             
               All
               wicked
               works
               thou
               hast
               abhorr'd
               ,
            
             
               Falshood
               ,
               deceit
               and
               cruelty
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               dost
               detest
               ,
               and
               wilt
               destroy
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               But
               I
               in
               thy
               abounding
               grace
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               house
               will
               visit
               in
               thy
               fear
               ;
            
             
               And
               worship
               in
               thy
               holy
               place
               ,
            
             
               O
               teach
               me
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               justice
               there
               :
            
             
               Make
               straight
               thy
               paths
               before
               mine
               eyes
               ,
            
             
               Because
               of
               all
               mine
               enemies
               .
            
          
           
             
               4.
               
            
             
               A
               wicked
               heart
               within
               they
               have
               ,
            
             
               A
               faithlesse
               mouth
               ,
               a
               flattering
               tongue
               :
            
             
               Their
               throat
               is
               like
               a
               gaping
               grave
               ,
            
             
               Let
               their
               own
               counsels
               lead
               them
               vvrong
               :
            
             
               Destroy
               them
               ,
               cast
               them
               out
               therein
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               their
               multitudes
               of
               sinne
               :
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               For
               thee
               they
               have
               rebell'd
               against
               :
            
             
               But
               let
               believers
               joy
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               shout
               for
               joy
               in
               thy
               defence
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               thy
               lovers
               joyfull
               be
               :
            
             
             
               For
               thou
               wilt
               blesse
               the
               just
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               And
               make
               thy
               grace
               his
               shield
               and
               guard
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             VI
             .
             1.
             Met.
             O
             Lord
             consider
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               IN
               anger
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               rebuke
               me
               not
               ,
            
             
               For
               I
               am
               very
               weak
               and
               low
               ,
            
             
               Chastise
               not
               when
               thy
               wrath
               is
               hot
               ,
            
             
               But
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               to
               me
               thy
               mercy
               show
               :
            
             
               Lord
               heal
               me
               ,
               for
               my
               bones
               are
               vext
               ,
            
             
               But
               thou
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               how
               long
               a
               space
               ?
            
             
               My
               soul
               is
               also
               sore
               perplext
               ,
            
             
               Return
               and
               save
               me
               of
               thy
               grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               My
               soul
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               preserve
               and
               save
               ,
            
             
               For
               none
               in
               death
               remembers
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               any
               thanks
               thee
               in
               the
               grave
               ;
            
             
               Thou
               seest
               my
               groaning
               wearieth
               me
               :
            
             
               All
               night
               I
               make
               my
               bed
               to
               swim
               ,
            
             
               Watering
               my
               couch
               with
               weeping
               eyes
               ,
            
             
               Mine
               eye
               with
               grief
               grows
               old
               and
               dim
               ,
            
             
               Because
               of
               all
               mine
               enemies
               .
            
          
           
             
               Ye
               workers
               of
               iniquity
               ,
            
             
               Depart
               from
               me
               ,
               depart
               ye
               all
               ;
            
             
               For
               loe
               the
               Lord
               hath
               heard
               my
               cry
               ,
            
             
               My
               weeping
               voice
               and
               tears
               that
               fall
               .
            
             
               The
               Lord
               will
               hear
               the
               prayer
               I
               frame
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               hath
               heard
               ,
               and
               hath
               reliev'd
               ;
            
             
               Let
               all
               my
               foes
               return
               with
               shame
               ,
            
             
               With
               sudden
               shame
               sore
               vext
               and
               griev'd
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             XIIII
             .
             1.
             Met.
             Give
             laud
             unto
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               THe
               fool
               hath
               said
               in
               heart
            
             
               There
               is
               no
               God
               at
               all
               ;
            
             
               They
               are
               in
               every
               part
            
             
               Corrupted
               by
               the
               fall
               :
            
             
             
               There
               's
               none
               doth
               good
               ,
            
             
               But
               they
               have
               wrought
               things
               vile
               &
               nought
               ,
               even
               all
               the
               brood
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Lord
               did
               cast
               his
               eye
               ,
            
             
               From
               heaven
               his
               holy
               throne
               ,
            
             
               On
               mans
               posterity
               ;
            
             
               To
               see
               if
               any
               one
            
             
               He
               might
               discern
               ,
            
             
               That
               understood
               the
               things
               of
               God
               ,
               or
               sought
               to
               learn
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               They
               all
               are
               gone
               aside
               ,
            
             
               They
               doe
               themselves
               defile
               ,
            
             
               They
               all
               are
               wandred
               wide
               ,
            
             
               Become
               exceeding
               vile
               :
            
             
               And
               there
               is
               none
            
             
               Of
               all
               mankinde
               to
               good
               inclin'd
               ,
               no
               sure
               not
               one
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Have
               wicked
               workers
               all
               ,
            
             
               No
               knowledge
               generally
               ?
            
             
               Who
               have
               not
               grace
               to
               call
               ,
            
             
               Upon
               the
               Lord
               most
               hie
               :
            
             
               Loe
               they
               are
               fed
               ,
            
             
               ●vouring
               here
               my
               people
               dear
               ,
               even
               like
               to
               bread
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               But
               yet
               they
               were
               in
               fear
               ,
            
             
               And
               great
               the
               fear
               must
               be
               ,
            
             
               For
               God
               doth
               still
               appear
            
             
               In
               good
               mens
               company
               ;
            
             
               And
               keepeth
               them
               ,
            
             
               ●
               every
               place
               ,
               I
               mean
               the
               race
               of
               righteous
               men
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               ye
               have
               put
               to
               shame
               ,
            
             
               The
               counsell
               of
               the
               poor
               ,
            
             
               Because
               the
               Lord
               became
            
             
               His
               refuge
               to
               secure
               .
            
             
               O
               that
               there
               were
            
             
               ●
               Israel
               some
               salvation
               come
               from
               Sion
               there
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               7
            
             
               When
               as
               the
               Lord
               brings
               back
            
             
               Our
               hard
               captivity
               ,
            
             
               And
               lets
               not
               Israel
               lack
            
             
               So
               great
               a
               cause
               of
               joy
               :
            
             
               Then
               surely
               shall
            
             
               Jacob
               rejoyce
               with
               heart
               and
               voice
               ,
               and
               Israel
               all
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             XVII
             .
             2.
             Col.
             O
             praise
             the
             Lord
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               KEep
               me
               as
               th'
               apple
               of
               thine
               eye
               ,
            
             
               And
               make
               thy
               wings
               my
               Canopy
               ,
            
             
               From
               wickednes
               ,
            
             
               And
               deadly
               foes
               that
               me
               inclose
               ,
               and
               much
               oppresse
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               They
               are
               inclos'd
               in
               their
               own
               fat
               ,
            
             
               And
               proudly
               prate
               they
               care
               not
               what
               ,
            
             
               They
               hemme
               us
               round
            
             
               In
               our
               steps
               now
               ;
               Their
               eys
               they
               bow
               down
               to
               the
               ground
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Like
               greedy
               Lions
               seeking
               prey
               ,
            
             
               Or
               Lions
               whelp
               in
               secret
               way
               ;
            
             
               O
               Lord
               arise
               ,
            
             
               Defeat
               my
               foe
               ,
               and
               overthrow
               his
               enterprize
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               From
               wicked
               men
               that
               are
               thy
               sword
               ,
            
             
               From
               men
               that
               are
               thy
               hand
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               My
               soul
               ô
               save
               ,
            
             
               From
               worldlings
               meer
               ,
               that
               only
               here
               their
               portion
               have
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Whose
               bellies
               fill'd
               with
               thy
               hid
               treasure
               ,
            
             
               They
               spend
               their
               substance
               at
               their
               pleasure
               ;
            
             
               And
               leave
               unto
            
             
               Their
               babes
               the
               rest
               ,
               for
               they
               are
               blest
               with
               babes
               enough
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               But
               as
               for
               me
               ,
               I
               have
               accesse
            
             
               To
               see
               thy
               face
               in
               righteousnes
               .
            
             
               And
               waking
               ,
               shall
            
             
               Thy
               vision
               see
               ,
               and
               I
               shall
               be
               fill'd
               therewithall
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             Psal.
             XXIII
             .
             1.
             Met.
             ***
          
           
             
               THe
               living
               Lord
               my
               shepherd
               is
               ,
            
             
               and
               he
               that
               doth
               me
               feed
               ;
            
             
               Since
               he
               is
               mine
               ,
               and
               I
               am
               his
               ,
            
             
               what
               comfort
               can
               I
               need
               ?
            
             
               ●
               He
               leads
               me
               to
               the
               tender
               grasse
               ,
            
             
               where
               I
               both
               feed
               and
               rest
               ;
            
             
               Then
               to
               the
               streams
               that
               gently
               passe
               ,
            
             
               in
               both
               I
               have
               the
               best
               .
            
          
           
             
               Or
               if
               I
               stray
               ,
               thou
               dost
               convert
            
             
               and
               bring
               my
               minde
               in
               frame
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               this
               not
               for
               my
               desert
               ;
            
             
               but
               for
               thy
               holy
               Name
               .
            
             
               ●
               Yea
               ,
               tho
               I
               walk
               in
               shade
               of
               death
               ,
            
             
               yet
               I
               will
               fear
               no
               ill
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               rod
               ,
               thy
               staff
               so
               comforteth
               ,
            
             
               and
               thou
               art
               with
               me
               still
               .
            
          
           
             
               Yea
               ,
               thou
               dost
               make
               me
               sit
               and
               dine
               ,
            
             
               ev'n
               in
               mine
               enemies
               sight
               ;
            
             
               ●●y
               head
               with
               oyl
               ,
               my
               cup
               with
               wine
               ,
            
             
               runs
               over
               day
               and
               night
               .
            
             
               Thy
               grace
               and
               mercy
               certainly
               ,
            
             
               shall
               measure
               out
               my
               daies
               ,
            
             
               And
               in
               the
               house
               of
               God
               will
               I
            
             
               for
               ever
               give
               thee
               praise
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             LIII
             .
             1.
             Met.
             Give
             laud
             unto
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               THe
               fool
               hath
               said
               in
               heart
               ,
            
             
               There
               is
               not
               any
               God
               :
            
             
               Corrupt
               in
               every
               part
               ,
            
             
               And
               none
               of
               them
               doth
               good
               ,
            
             
               Such
               Atheisme
               lurks
            
             
               ●n
               every
               one
               ,
               that
               they
               have
               done
               most
               odious
               works
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Lord
               from
               Heaven
               hie
               ,
            
             
               Lookt
               down
               on
               earth
               below
               ,
            
             
               On
               mans
               posterity
               :
            
             
               That
               he
               might
               see
               and
               know
               ,
            
             
               What
               paths
               men
               trod
               ,
            
             
               If
               any
               man
               did
               understand
               ,
               and
               seek
               for
               God
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               all
               are
               gon
               astray
               ,
            
             
               Become
               most
               base
               and
               vilde
               ,
            
             
               And
               wandred
               from
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               And
               filthily
               defil'd
               :
            
             
               So
               that
               they
               can
               ,
            
             
               No
               good
               thing
               do
               ,
               nor
               move
               thereto
               ,
               no
               ,
               not
               a
               man
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               What
               have
               they
               knowledge
               none
               ,
            
             
               That
               work
               iniquity
               ?
            
             
               They
               have
               not
               call'd
               upon
               :
            
             
               The
               Lord
               that
               is
               most
               hie
               ,
            
             
               But
               they
               devour
            
             
               My
               folk
               like
               bread
               ,
               &
               on
               them
               fed
               ,
               with
               tyrant-power
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               They
               were
               in
               fear
               and
               dread
               ,
            
             
               Where
               was
               no
               cause
               of
               fear
               ,
            
             
               For
               God
               hath
               scattered
               ,
            
             
               Their
               quarters
               here
               and
               there
               ,
            
             
               That
               have
               encampt
               ,
            
             
               Against
               our
               cause
               .
               And
               hence
               it
               was
               they
               were
               so
               dampt
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Lo
               ,
               thou
               hast
               put
               to
               shame
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               hatefull
               enemies
               ,
            
             
               In
               God's
               Almighty
               Name
               ,
            
             
               That
               did
               thy
               foes
               despise
               .
            
             
               O
               that
               there
               might
               ,
            
             
               Salvation
               still
               ,
               from
               Sion
               hill
               ,
               on
               Israel
               light
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               When
               as
               the
               Lord
               shall
               please
               ,
            
             
               To
               bring
               our
               bondage
               back
               ,
            
             
               And
               gives
               his
               folk
               the
               eate●
            
             
             
               And
               gives
               his
               folk
               the
               ease
               ,
            
             
               And
               liberty
               they
               lack
               :
            
             
               Glad
               news
               shall
               we
            
             
               In
               Jacob
               tell
               ,
               and
               Israel
               full
               glad
               shall
               be
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             LVIII
             .
             1.
             Met.
             Ye
             children
             which
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               DO
               ye
               speak
               righteousnesse
               indeed
               ,
            
             
               O
               ye
               that
               are
               of
               mortall
               seed
               ?
            
             
               O
               Congregation
               judge
               ye
               right
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               ye
               in
               heart
               work
               wickednesse
               ,
            
             
               Your
               hands
               with
               violence
               oppresse
               ,
            
             
               the
               earth
               can
               scarcely
               bear
               your
               weight
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               They
               are
               estranged
               from
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               And
               from
               the
               womb
               they
               go
               astray
               ;
            
             
               no
               sooner
               born
               then
               speaking
               lies
               ,
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               As
               serpents
               poison
               ,
               such
               is
               theirs
               ;
            
             
               Deaf
               adder-like
               they
               stop
               their
               ears
               ,
            
             
               and
               will
               not
               hear
               in
               any
               wise
               .
            
          
           
             
               She
               will
               not
               hear
               the
               charmers
               voice
               ,
            
             
               Although
               his
               charms
               be
               wise
               and
               choice
               ,
            
             
               she
               will
               not
               hearken
               to
               a
               word
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               break
               their
               keen
               and
               cruell
               fangs
               ,
            
             
               The
               eager
               tooth
               and
               tusk
               that
               hangs
            
             
               in
               these
               young
               lions
               mouths
               ,
               O
               Lord
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               As
               waters
               let
               them
               melt
               away
               ,
            
             
               Which
               constant
               run
               ,
               and
               have
               no
               stay
               ;
            
             
               and
               let
               his
               aimed
               arrows
               fail
               :
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               And
               when
               he
               bends
               his
               bowe
               to
               shoot
               ,
            
             
               Let
               them
               drop
               broken
               at
               his
               foot
               ,
            
             
               and
               let
               them
               melt
               as
               doth
               a
               snail
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               So
               let
               them
               passe
               away
               on
               earth
               ,
            
             
               As
               woman-kindes
               untimely
               birth
               ,
            
             
               that
               they
               may
               never
               see
               the
               Sun
               ,
            
          
           
           
             
               10
            
             
               Before
               your
               pots
               can
               feel
               the
               thorns
               ,
            
             
               He
               'l
               blast
               them
               as
               with
               whirlwinde
               storms
               :
            
             
               Alive
               ,
               in
               living
               wrath
               begun
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               The
               righteous
               shall
               rejoyce
               to
               see
            
             
               Vengeance
               on
               them
               that
               wicked
               be
               ,
            
             
               and
               he
               shall
               wash
               his
               feet
               in
               blood
               :
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               So
               that
               a
               man
               shall
               sure
               confesse
               ,
            
             
               Sure
               there
               's
               reward
               for
               righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               sure
               there
               's
               a
               just
               earth-judging
               God
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             LXVII
             ,
             1.
             Met.
             Give
             laud
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               LOrd
               blesse
               us
               of
               thy
               grace
               ,
            
             
               Be
               mercifull
               to
               thine
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               thy
               pleased
               face
            
             
               Upon
               thy
               servants
               shine
               .
            
             
               That
               all
               may
               see
               ,
            
             
               The
               heav'nly
               wealth
               ,
               and
               saving
               health
               that
               comes
               from
               thee
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Let
               all
               thy
               praise
               rehearse
            
             
               With
               one
               united
               voice
               :
            
             
               Sing
               in
               melodious
               verse
               ,
            
             
               Eternally
               rejoyce
               ;
            
             
               Thy
               power
               obey
               :
            
             
               Whose
               justice
               shall
               dispose
               of
               all
               ,
               and
               bear
               the
               sway
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Let
               all
               extoll
               thy
               worth
               ,
            
             
               Then
               store
               of
               fruit
               shall
               fall
               :
            
             
               The
               earth
               shall
               bring
               it
               forth
               ,
            
             
               And
               God
               shall
               blesse
               us
               all
               :
            
             
               God
               shall
               us
               blesse
               ,
            
             
               Earth
               far
               &
               near
               his
               Name
               shall
               fear
               with
               awfulnes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             LXX
             .
             1.
             M.
             All
             people
             .
          
           
             
               MAke
               haste
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               and
               set
               me
               free
               ,
            
             
               Make
               haste
               ,
               O
               God
               ,
               and
               succour
               me
               :
            
             
             
               Confound
               them
               with
               confounding
               shame
               ,
            
             
               That
               seek
               my
               soul
               to
               hurt
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Let
               them
               be
               turned
               backward
               still
               ,
            
             
               Turn'd
               back
               with
               shame
               ,
               that
               wish
               me
               ill
               :
            
             
               Reward
               their
               shame
               ,
               that
               say
               ,
               Aha
               ,
            
             
               And
               let
               confusion
               be
               their
               pay
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               All
               that
               seek
               thee
               ,
               and
               all
               that
               love
            
             
               Salvation
               coming
               from
               above
               ,
            
             
               Let
               them
               in
               thee
               be
               glad
               and
               joy'd
               ,
            
             
               Still
               saying
               ,
               God
               be
               magnifi'd
               .
            
             
               But
               I
               am
               needy
               ,
               weak
               and
               poor
               ,
            
             
               Make
               haste
               ,
               to
               help
               me
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               therefore
               :
            
             
               My
               help
               and
               my
               deliverer
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               do
               not
               defer
               .
            
          
           
             OR
             ,
          
           
             
               THou
               art
               my
               hope
               ,
               my
               help
               and
               stay
               ,
            
             
               Come
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               and
               make
               no
               more
               delay
               .
            
          
           
             
               Psal
               LXX
               .
               2.
               
               Metre
               .
               *
            
             
               
                 DEfer
                 not
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 defer
                 not
                 long
                 ,
              
               
                 but
                 bring
                 my
                 foes
                 to
                 shame
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 And
                 them
                 that
                 seek
                 my
                 soul
                 to
                 wrong
                 ,
              
               
                 let
                 them
                 bear
                 all
                 the
                 blame
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 On
                 them
                 that
                 sc●ff
                 and
                 slout
                 at
                 me
              
               
                 bestow
                 the
                 scorners
                 hire
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 But
                 make
                 them
                 glad
                 ,
                 full
                 glad
                 in
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 after
                 thee
                 inquire
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Still
                 ,
                 God
                 be
                 prais'd
                 ,
                 let
                 all
                 men
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 on
                 his
                 aid
                 relie
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 make
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 no
                 more
                 delay
                 ,
              
               
                 for
                 in
                 great
                 want
                 am
                 I
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 5
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 I
                 am
                 exceeding
                 poor
                 ,
              
               
                 mine
                 only
                 and
                 art
                 thou
                 :
              
               
               
                 Make
                 haste
                 to
                 help
                 me
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 therefore
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 make
                 no
                 tarrying
                 now
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal
             LXXXII
             .
             ●
             .
             M.
             O
             praise
             the
             Lord
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               GOD
               sits
               upon
               the
               throne
               of
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               And
               Judges
               unto
               judgement
               brings
               ,
            
             
               Why
               warp
               you
               then
               ,
            
             
               And
               ,
               so
               long
               space
               ,
               accept
               the
               face
               of
               wicked
               men
               ?
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Defend
               the
               poor
               and
               fatherlesse
               ,
            
             
               The
               needies
               injuries
               redresse
               ,
            
             
               As
               God
               commands
               :
            
             
               And
               vindicate
               the
               desolate
               ,
               from
               winked
               hands
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               But
               neither
               do
               ,
               nor
               will
               they
               know
               ,
            
             
               In
               wilfull
               blindenesse
               on
               they
               goe
               :
            
             
               Earths
               pillars
               fail
               ,
            
             
               All
               out
               of
               course
               ,
               and
               worse
               &
               worse
               ,
               no
               laws
               prevail
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               I
               call'd
               you
               gods
               ,
               all
               you
               ,
               said
               I
               ,
            
             
               Are
               sons
               of
               him
               that
               is
               most
               hi●
               ,
            
             
               But
               ye
               shall
               die
               ,
            
             
               As
               vulgar
               things
               ,
               or
               tyrant
               Kings
               did
               formerly
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               A●ise
               ,
               O
               God
               ,
               thy
               pow'r
               set
               forth
               ,
            
             
               Judge
               all
               the
               Nations
               of
               the
               earth
               :
            
             
               They
               are
               thine
               own
               ;
            
             
               Thine
               heritage
               from
               age
               to
               age
               ,
               and
               thine
               alone
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             LXXXVII
             .
             1.
             M.
             Our
             Father
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               IN
               holy
               hils
               is
               Sions
               floor
               ,
            
             
               Which
               God
               with
               grace
               and
               glory
               crowns
               :
            
             
               God
               loves
               the
               gates
               of
               Sion
               more
               ,
            
             
               Then
               all
               the
               rest
               of
               Jacobs
               town●
               ,
            
             
               Most
               glorious
               things
               are
               fim'd
               abroad
               ,
            
             
               Of
               thee
               ,
               O
               city
               lov'd
               of
               God
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               For
               I
               will
               mention
               born
               in
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Egyptians
               ,
               Babylonians
               ,
               Moors
               :
            
             
             
               Philistians
               ,
               Tyrians
               there
               shall
               be
               ,
            
             
               Told
               to
               my
               friends
               among
               my
               stores
               :
            
             
               For
               God
               hath
               said
               ,
               that
               all
               on
               earth
               ,
            
             
               In
               Sion
               may
               renue
               their
               birth
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               God
               most
               high
               will
               st●blish
               her
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               record
               each
               faithfull
               soul
               :
            
             
               When
               he
               is
               pleas'd
               to
               register
               ,
            
             
               And
               Sions
               converts
               to
               inroll
               ,
            
             
               There
               's
               he
               that
               plaies
               ,
               there
               's
               that
               sings
               ,
            
             
               And
               there
               are
               all
               spirituall
               springs
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             LXXXVIII
             .
             1.
             M.
             O
             Lord
             consider
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               LOrd
               God
               of
               my
               salvation
               dear
               ,
            
             
               I
               cry'd
               before
               thee
               day
               and
               night
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Unto
               my
               cry
               ●●●line
               thine
               ear
               ,
            
             
               And
               let
               my
               pray'r
               come
               in
               thy
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               my
               soul
               is
               fill'd
               with
               wo
               ,
            
             
               My
               life
               draws
               ●igh
               unto
               the
               grave
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Reckned
               with
               them
               that
               sink
               so
               low
               ,
            
             
               And
               very
               little
               strength
               I
               have
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               A
               freeman
               in
               this
               dead
               estate
               ,
            
             
               As
               slain
               ,
               and
               buried
               and
               forgot
               :
            
             
               As
               whom
               thy
               hand
               hath
               separate
               ,
            
             
               And
               such
               as
               thou
               regardest
               not
               .
            
             
               Thou
               lay'st
               me
               in
               the
               lowest
               ward
               ,
            
             
               Where
               darkest
               ,
               deepest
               dungeons
               are
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Thy
               wrath
               upon
               me
               lieth
               hard
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               thy
               bitter
               storms
               I
               bear
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               My
               friends
               from
               me
               thou
               hast
               restrain'●
               ,
            
             
               And
               made
               me
               loath'd
               in
               lovers
               eyes
               :
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               In
               prison
               I
               am
               fast
               detain'd
               ,
            
             
               Mine
               eye
               laments
               my
               miseries
               .
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               daily
               call'd
               on
               thee
               ,
            
             
             
               My
               humble
               hands
               I
               meekly
               raise
               :
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Shall
               dead
               men
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               wonders
               see
               ?
            
             
               Shall
               dead
               men
               rise
               to
               give
               thee
               praise
               ?
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               ¶
               Lord
               ,
               can
               the
               grave
               thy
               grace
               expresse
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               faithfull
               truth
               destruction
               teach
               ?
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               Thy
               wonders
               and
               thy
               righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               Can
               dark
               and
               dumb
               oblivion
               preach
               ?
            
          
           
             
               13
            
             
               Betimes
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               will
               I
               direct
               ,
            
             
               My
               humble
               suits
               and
               cries
               to
               thee
               :
            
          
           
             
               14
            
             
               Why
               dost
               thou
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               my
               soul
               reject
               ,
            
             
               Why
               dost
               thou
               hide
               thy
               face
               from
               me
               ?
            
          
           
             
               15
            
             
               My
               tortur'd
               soul
               is
               pain'd
               to
               death
               ,
            
             
               While
               from
               my
               youth
               I
               alwaies
               bear
            
          
           
             
               16
            
             
               The
               heavie
               burdens
               of
               thy
               wrath
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               terrours
               and
               distracting
               fear
               :
            
          
           
             
               17
            
             
               They
               clos'd
               me
               round
               as
               waters
               deep
               ,
            
             
               They
               compasse
               me
               at
               once
               ,
               I
               say
               :
            
          
           
             
               18
            
             
               From
               me
               my
               lovers
               thou
               dost
               keep
               ,
            
             
               And
               mine
               acquaintance
               hid'st
               away
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             LXXXIX
             .
             The
             Col.
             All
             people
             .
          
           
             
               NOw
               in
               a
               song
               of
               endlesse
               praise
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               mercies
               I
               will
               sing
               ,
               O
               Lord
               :
            
             
               And
               unto
               all
               succeeding
               daies
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               faithfulnesse
               will
               I
               record
               .
            
             
               For
               I
               have
               said
               that
               thy
               great
               love
               ,
            
             
               And
               mercie
               shall
               be
               raised
               hie
               :
            
             
               And
               that
               thou
               shalt
               in
               Heav'n
               above
               ,
            
             
               Confirm
               thy
               truth
               eternally
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               both
               vowed
               and
               decreed
               ,
            
             
               To
               David
               thine
               elected
               one
               ,
            
             
               To
               multiply
               his
               faithfull
               seed
               ,
            
             
               And
               build
               him
               up
               an
               endlesse
               throne
               .
            
             
               Which
               Heav'n
               shall
               to
               thy
               praise
               declare
            
             
             
               In
               works
               to
               be
               admired
               at
               :
            
             
               And
               where
               thy
               Saints
               assembled
               are
               ,
            
             
               Shall
               tell
               thy
               truth
               ,
               and
               treat
               of
               that
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               whom
               ,
               like
               thee
               doth
               Heav'n
               afford
               ,
            
             
               What
               earthly
               Kings
               thy
               equals
               be
               ?
            
             
               Who
               art
               among
               the
               Saints
               ador'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               fear'd
               of
               all
               that
               wait
               on
               thee
               :
            
             
               ¶
               O
               Lord
               of
               hosts
               ,
               what
               Lord
               is
               found
               ,
            
             
               So
               faithfull
               or
               so
               strong
               as
               thou
               ?
            
             
               Who
               sets
               the
               seas
               their
               certain
               bound
               ,
            
             
               And
               tam'st
               their
               rage
               ,
               for
               thou
               knowst
               how
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Thou
               didst
               afflict
               all
               Egypt
               land
               ,
            
             
               As
               one
               made
               weak
               by
               wounds
               and
               woes
               :
            
             
               And
               ,
               by
               the
               pow●r
               of
               thy
               strong
               hand
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               hast
               dispersed
               all
               thy
               foes
               .
            
             
               Thine
               ,
               Heav'n
               and
               earth
               ,
               and
               all
               things
               be
               ,
            
             
               For
               thou
               alone
               didst
               all
               things
               frame
               :
            
             
               The
               North
               and
               South
               were
               made
               by
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               East
               and
               West
               extoll
               thy
               Name
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             XCII
             .
             The
             Collect.
             ***
          
           
             
               RIght
               good
               it
               is
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
               thy
               praises
               to
               recite
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Thy
               truth
               and
               love
               to
               magnifie
               ,
            
             
               at
               morning
               and
               at
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               With
               ten-st●ing'd
               instruments
               to
               sing
            
             
               the
               praises
               of
               thy
               Name
               :
            
             
               And
               that
               we
               harps
               and
               psalt'ries
               bring
            
             
               to
               solemnize
               the
               same
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               For
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               works
               rejoyce
               my
               heart
               ,
            
             
               thy
               doings
               chear
               my
               minde
               :
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               How
               wonderfull
               in
               them
               thou
               art
               ,
            
             
               thy
               thoughts
               how
               deep
               we
               finde
               !
            
          
           
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               fool
               and
               worldling
               neither
               know
               ,
            
             
               nor
               heed
               such
               things
               at
               all
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               For
               ,
               when
               like
               flow'rs
               the
               wicked
               show
               ,
            
             
               their
               prospering
               proves
               their
               fall
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             XCVII
             .
             1.
             Met.
             Give
             laud
             unto
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               GOd
               reigns
               and
               rules
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               With
               clouds
               and
               darknesse
               clad
               ,
            
             
               Let
               earth
               be
               fill'd
               with
               joy
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               Iles
               be
               glad
               ,
            
             
               His
               truth
               is
               known
               ,
            
             
               And
               judgment
               pure
               the
               station
               sure
               of
               his
               high
               throne
               ,
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Fire
               goes
               before
               his
               face
               ,
            
             
               And
               flaming
               round
               about
            
             
               Burns
               up
               his
               foes
               apace
               ,
            
             
               His
               lightning
               glanceth
               out
               :
            
             
               And
               these
               do
               make
            
             
               The
               world
               shine
               bright
               ,
               and
               at
               the
               sight
               the
               earth
               did
               quake
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               At
               presence
               of
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Like
               wax
               the
               mountains
               thawd
               :
            
             
               At
               presence
               of
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               By
               whom
               the
               earth
               is
               awd
               :
            
             
               The
               Heavens
               expresse
            
             
               How
               just
               is
               he
               ;
               and
               all
               men
               see
               his
               gloriousnes●
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               ¶
               Confusion
               on
               them
               all
               ,
            
             
               Who
               serve
               an
               image
               carv'd
               :
            
             
               That
               to
               dumb
               idols
               fall
               ,
            
             
               And
               boast
               what
               gods
               they
               serv'd
               :
            
             
               O
               all
               ye
               gods
            
             
               See
               that
               ye
               do
               how
               down
               unto
               the
               God
               of
               gods
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               thy
               judgements
               voice
               ,
            
             
               Made
               Sion
               hear
               and
               joy
               ,
            
             
               And
               Judahs
               towns
               rejoyce
               :
            
             
               For
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               art
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
             
               Thou
               hast
               the
               ods
            
             
               Of
               all
               the
               earth
               ,
               and
               art
               set
               forth
               above
               all
               gods
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Ye
               lovers
               of
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Hate
               all
               that
               evil
               is
               :
            
             
               For
               he
               the
               souls
               doth
               guard
               ,
            
             
               Of
               all
               dear
               Saints
               of
               his
               ,
            
             
               And
               saveth
               them
            
             
               From
               cruell
               spite
               and
               crushing
               might
               of
               wicked
               men
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               For
               just
               men
               light
               is
               sown
               ,
            
             
               And
               gladnesse
               is
               upstor'd
               :
            
             
               For
               each
               true-hearted
               one
               ;
            
             
               Ye
               just
               joy
               in
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Him
               praise
               and
               blesse
               ,
            
             
               At
               memory
               of
               his
               so
               high
               pure
               holinesse
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CX
             .
             1.
             Met.
             All
             people
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               THe
               Lord
               unto
               my
               Lord
               thus
               said
               ,
            
             
               Sit
               thou
               at
               my
               right
               hand
               ,
               on
               hie
               :
            
             
               Untill
               thine
               enemies
               be
               made
               ,
            
             
               A
               foo●-stool
               for
               thy
               Majestie
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               Lord
               shall
               send
               from
               Sion
               hill
               ,
            
             
               The
               scepter
               of
               thy
               sov'raign
               might
               :
            
             
               Rule
               thou
               amidst
               thine
               enemies
               still
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               people
               yeelding
               to
               thy
               right
               ,
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               In
               sacred
               beauties
               yeelding
               thee
               ,
            
             
               (
               When
               first
               thy
               powr'full
               Gospel
               cals
               )
            
             
               As
               fruitfull
               births
               ,
               as
               dews
               can
               be
               ,
            
             
               That
               from
               the
               womb
               of
               morning
               fals
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Lord
               hath
               sworn
               and
               wist
               not
               break
               ,
            
             
               Ne●
               change
               the
               word
               the
               which
               he
               swore
               ,
            
             
               By
               th'
               order
               of
               Melchized●k
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               art
               a
               Priest
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               Lord
               that
               stands
               at
               thy
               right
               hand
               ,
            
             
               In
               day
               of
               wrath
               shall
               Kings
               confound
               :
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Judging
               in
               many
               a
               Heathen
               land
               ,
            
             
               And
               heads
               of
               many
               countries
               wound
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               shall
               fill
               in
               that
               same
               day
               ,
            
             
               Each
               place
               with
               bodies
               of
               the
               s●ain
               ,
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               And
               drink
               the
               torrent
               in
               the
               way
               ,
            
             
               And
               then
               lift
               up
               the
               head
               again
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXI
             .
             1.
             Met.
             ***
          
           
             
               PRaise
               ye
               the
               Lord
               ,
               whom
               I
               will
               praise
               ,
            
             
               with
               all
               my
               heart
               and
               might
               :
            
             
               In
               congregation
               of
               the
               just
               ,
            
             
               and
               in
               the
               Churches
               sight
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Great
               are
               the
               works
               of
               our
               great
               God
               ,
            
             
               and
               they
               are
               sought
               into
               ,
            
             
               Of
               all
               that
               take
               content
               therein
               ,
            
             
               delighting
               ●o
               to
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Most
               honourable
               is
               h●s
               work
               ,
            
             
               and
               shineth
               gloriously
               :
            
             
               His
               righteousnes
               doth
               still
               endure
            
             
               to
               all
               eternitie
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               And
               he
               hath
               made
               his
               wondrous
               works
            
             
               to
               be
               retain'd
               in
               minde
               :
            
             
               Full
               of
               compassion
               is
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               and
               graciously
               enclin'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               ¶
               The
               Lord
               hath
               given
               meat
               to
               them
            
             
               that
               fear
               before
               his
               face
               :
            
             
               He
               will
               be
               ever
               mindfull
               of
            
             
               his
               covenant
               of
               grace
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               The
               power
               of
               his
               works
               hath
               he
               ,
            
             
               in
               Israels
               sight
               ex
               rest
               :
            
             
               To
               give
               to
               them
               the
               heritage
               .
            
             
               which
               Heathen
               men
               possest
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               ¶
               Lo
               ,
               righteousn●●s●
               and
               judgement
               are
               ,
            
             
             
               the
               works
               of
               Gods
               own
               hands
               :
            
             
               And
               sure
               are
               his
               cemmandements
               ,
            
             
               what
               ever
               he
               commands
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               they
               stand
               fast
               for
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               and
               everlastingly
               :
            
             
               And
               they
               are
               done
               in
               righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               in
               truth
               and
               equity
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               He
               sent
               redemption
               to
               his
               own
               ,
            
             
               to
               make
               his
               people
               free
               :
            
             
               And
               did
               command
               his
               covenant
               ,
            
             
               for
               evermore
               to
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Holy
               and
               reverend
               is
               the
               Name
            
             
               of
               our
               almighty
               king
               :
            
             
               And
               onely
               from
               the
               fear
               of
               God
               ,
            
             
               doth
               all
               true
               wisdom
               spring
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Good
               understanding
               have
               they
               all
               ,
            
             
               that
               carefully
               endeavour
            
             
               To
               practise
               his
               commandements
               ,
            
             
               his
               praise
               endure
               for
               ever
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXII
             .
             1.
             M.
             Our
             Father
             ,
             &c.
             OR
             ,
             O
             all
             ye
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               THe
               man
               is
               blest
               that
               fears
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Delighting
               greatly
               in
               his
               word
               :
            
             
               Mighty
               on
               earth
               his
               seed
               shall
               be
               ,
            
             
               And
               blessed
               his
               posteritie
               :
            
             
               Riches
               and
               wealth
               his
               house
               shall
               fill
               ,
            
             
               His
               righteousnesse
               continuing
               still
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Unto
               the
               man
               that
               is
               upright
               ,
            
             
               In
               darknesse
               there
               ariseth
               light
               :
            
             
               He
               is
               a
               gracious
               righteous
               one
               ,
            
             
               And
               full
               of
               kinde
               compassion
               ,
            
             
               A
               good
               man's
               kinde
               ,
               he
               ●ends
               and
               sparc●●
            
             
               Discretion
               guiding
               his
               aff●rs
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               3
            
             
               He
               shall
               not
               sure
               be
               mov'd
               for
               ever
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               his
               name
               perish
               now
               ,
               nor
               never
               ,
            
             
               His
               stablisht
               heart
               on
               God
               is
               staid
               ,
            
             
               Of
               evil
               tidings
               not
               affraid
               .
            
             
               His
               faith
               is
               fixt
               ,
               his
               pain
               is
               past
               ,
            
             
               Untill
               he
               see
               his
               enemies
               cast
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               He
               hath
               dispersed
               of
               his
               store
               ,
            
             
               And
               given
               plenty
               to
               the
               poor
               :
            
             
               His
               righteousnesse
               remaineth
               sure
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               for
               evermore
               endure
               :
            
             
               His
               horn
               shall
               be
               exalted
               high
               ,
            
             
               With
               honour
               and
               with
               dignity
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               The
               wicked
               man
               this
               thing
               shall
               see
               ,
            
             
               And
               very
               greatly
               griev'd
               shall
               be
               :
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               he
               shall
               g●ash
               his
               teeth
               for
               spite
               ,
            
             
               And
               pine
               away
               ,
               and
               perish
               quite
               .
            
             
               Thus
               wicked
               mens
               desires
               shall
               die
               :
            
             
               The
               Lord
               then
               praise
               and
               magni●ie
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXIII
             .
             2.
             M.
             Give
             laud
             unto
             the
             Lord
             ,
          
           
             
               YE
               servants
               of
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               With
               praise
               Gods
               name
               adore
               ,
            
             
               The
               name
               of
               God
               the
               Lord
            
             
               Blesse
               now
               and
               evermore
               :
            
             
               From
               Sun
               to
               Sun
               ,
            
             
               Even
               from
               the
               East
               unto
               the
               West
               let
               this
               be
               done
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               All
               nations
               fear
               his
               pow'rs
               ,
            
             
               His
               glory
               mounts
               the
               skie
               :
            
             
               There
               is
               no
               God
               like
               ours
               ,
            
             
               No
               other
               Lord
               so
               high
               :
            
             
               Yet
               stoops
               ,
               we
               know
               ,
            
             
               All
               things
               to
               see
               ,
               in
               heaven
               that
               be
               ,
               or
               earth
               below
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               n●edy
               poor
               and
               bass
               ,
            
             
             
               From
               dust
               and
               dung
               he
               brings
               ,
            
             
               To
               sit
               in
               Princes
               place
               ,
            
             
               Even
               with
               his
               peoples
               Kings
               :
            
             
               And
               her
               ,
               that
               had
            
             
               A
               barren
               womb
               ,
               he
               made
               become
               a
               mother
               glad
               .
               Hallelujah
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXVII
             .
             1.
             
             Metre
             .
          
           
             O
             Praise
             the
             Lord
             all
             men
             ,
             all
             lands
             ,
          
           
             Great
             kindnes
             have
             we
             at
             his
             hands
             ,
          
           
             His
             praise
             record
             ,
          
           
             His
             truth
             is
             sure
             still
             to
             endure
             .
             Praise
             ye
             the
             Lord
             .
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXIX
             .
             4.
             p.
             2.
             M.
             Have
             mercy
             .
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               MY
               soul
               cleaves
               to
               the
               dust
               ,
            
             
               now
               quicken
               me
               ,
               O
               Lord
               :
            
             
               According
               to
               the
               promises
            
             
               of
               thy
               most
               faithfull
               word
               .
            
          
           
             
               26
            
             
               I
               have
               declar'd
               my
               wayes
               ,
            
             
               and
               thou
               hast
               heard
               me
               too
               :
            
             
               O
               teach
               me
               thy
               commandements
               ,
            
             
               and
               them
               to
               know
               and
               do
               .
            
          
           
             
               27
            
             
               Make
               me
               to
               understand
               ,
            
             
               thy
               precepts
               perfect
               way
               :
            
             
               So
               shall
               I
               have
               thy
               wondrous
               works
            
             
               to
               talk
               of
               every
               day
               .
            
          
           
             
               28
            
             
               ¶
               My
               soul
               doth
               even
               melt
               ,
            
             
               for
               heavinesse
               ,
               O
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Vouchsafe
               O
               Lord
               ;
               to
               strengthen
               me
               ,
            
             
               according
               to
               thy
               word
               .
            
          
           
             
               29
            
             
               Remove
               the
               way
               of
               lies
               ,
            
             
               and
               gra●t
               me
               graciously
               ,
            
          
           
             
               30
            
             
               Thy
               holy
               law
               :
               for
               I
               have
               chose
            
             
               the
               way
               of
               verity
               .
            
             
               〈◊〉
               before
               me
               still
               ,
            
             
             
               thy
               judgements
               for
               my
               aim
               ,
            
          
           
             
               31
            
             
               I
               stuck
               unto
               thy
               testaments
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               ,
               put
               me
               not
               to
               shame
               .
            
          
           
             
               32
            
             
               And
               I
               will
               run
               the
               way
            
             
               of
               thy
               commandement
               ,
            
             
               When
               as
               thou
               shalt
               enlarge
               my
               heart
               ,
            
             
               to
               yeeld
               a
               full
               consent
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               ninth
               part
               .
               2.
               
               Metre
               ,
            
             
               
                 65
              
               
                 VVEll
                 with
                 thy
                 servant
                 didst
                 thou
                 deal
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 promise
                 to
                 fulfill
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 66
              
               
                 Good
                 judgement
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 to
                 me
                 reveal
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 knowledge
                 of
                 thy
                 will
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 67
              
               
                 For
                 I
                 beleev'd
                 thy
                 word
                 ,
                 O
                 God
                 ,
              
               
                 although
                 I
                 went
                 astray
                 :
              
               
                 While
                 unchastised
                 with
                 thy
                 rod
                 :
              
               
                 but
                 since
                 have
                 kept
                 thy
                 way
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 68
              
               
                 Thy
                 works
                 and
                 nature
                 both
                 are
                 good
                 ,
              
               
                 teach
                 me
                 thy
                 laws
                 thereby
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 69
              
               
                 The
                 proud
                 ,
                 (
                 to
                 hurt
                 me
                 what
                 they
                 could
                 )
              
               
                 against
                 me
                 forg'd
                 a
                 lye
                 .
              
               
                 My
                 whole
                 heart
                 notwithstanding
                 that
                 ,
              
               
                 shall
                 keep
                 thy
                 precepts
                 right
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 70
              
               
                 Their
                 heart
                 like
                 grease
                 is
                 waxen
                 fat
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 law
                 is
                 my
                 delight
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 71
              
               
                 'T
                 was
                 good
                 for
                 me
                 to
                 be
                 chastiz'd
                 ,
              
               
                 that
                 I
                 might
                 learn
                 thy
                 pleasure
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 72
              
               
                 Whose
                 law
                 reveal'd
                 I
                 more
                 have
                 priz'd
              
               
                 then
                 store
                 of
                 earthly
                 treasure
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               Psa●
               CXIX
               .
               18.
               p.
               a
               ,
               M.
               Have
               mercy
            
             
               
                 137
              
               
                 RIghteous
                 art
                 thou
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 judgements
                 righteous
                 too
                 ,
              
            
             
               
                 138
              
               
                 The
                 testimonies
                 thou
                 hast
                 set
                 ,
              
               
               
                 are
                 very
                 just
                 and
                 true
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 139
              
               
                 My
                 zeal
                 hath
                 me
                 consum'd
                 ,
              
               
                 because
                 my
                 wicked
                 foes
                 ,
              
               
                 Forgot
                 thy
                 words
                 ,
                 which
                 are
                 so
                 pure
                 ,
              
               
                 so
                 very
                 pure
                 are
                 those
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 140
              
               
                 But
                 therefore
                 on
                 that
                 word
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 servants
                 love
                 is
                 set
                 ;
              
            
             
               
                 141
              
               
                 Small
                 ,
                 and
                 despis'd
                 ,
                 yet
                 do
                 not
                 I
              
               
                 thy
                 testaments
                 forget
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 142
              
               
                 ¶
                 Thy
                 righteousnesse
                 remains
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 so
                 it
                 ever
                 doth
                 ,
              
               
                 An
                 everlasting
                 righteousnesse
                 ,
              
               
                 thy
                 law
                 is
                 very
                 truth
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 143
              
               
                 Trouble
                 and
                 anguish
                 great
                 ,
              
               
                 have
                 taken
                 hold
                 on
                 me
                 :
              
               
                 But
                 yet
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thy
                 commandements
                 ,
              
               
                 my
                 joy
                 and
                 comfort
                 be
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 144
              
               
                 Thy
                 testimonies
                 truth
              
               
                 stands
                 to
                 eternity
                 ,
              
               
                 O
                 Give
                 me
                 understanding
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 and
                 I
                 shall
                 live
                 thereby
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               19.
               part
               2.
               M.
               All
               people
               ,
               &c
               ,
            
             
               
                 I
                 Cry'd
                 with
                 hearts
                 unfain'd
                 desire
                 ,
              
               
                 Do
                 thou
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 my
                 prayers
                 attend
                 :
              
               
                 Thy
                 Statutes
                 I
                 will
                 keep
                 intire
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 cry
                 to
                 thee
                 ,
                 do
                 thou
                 defend
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 I
                 shall
                 keep
                 thy
                 testament
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 I
                 have
                 made
                 thy
                 word
                 my
                 stay
                 :
              
               
                 With
                 earnest
                 cries
                 did
                 I
                 prevent
              
               
                 The
                 early
                 dawning
                 of
                 the
                 day
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 The
                 watches
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 so
                 late
                 .
              
               
                 W●th
                 wakefull
                 eyes
                 do
                 I
                 prevent
                 :
              
               
                 That
                 I
                 might
                 duly
                 meditate
              
               
               
                 Upon
                 thy
                 sweet
                 commandement
                 ,
              
               
                 ¶
                 Thy
                 loving
                 kindnesse
                 now
                 record
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 hear
                 my
                 voice
                 that
                 calls
                 on
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 According
                 to
                 thy
                 judgements
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Vouchsafe
                 to
                 come
                 ,
                 and
                 quicken
                 me
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 Lo
                 ,
                 they
                 that
                 follow
                 wickednesse
              
               
                 Draw
                 nigh
                 ,
                 but
                 far
                 from
                 thy
                 command
                 :
              
               
                 All
                 thy
                 commands
                 are
                 righteousnesse
                 ,
              
               
                 But
                 thou
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 art
                 neer
                 at
                 hand
                 .
              
               
                 Concerning
                 thy
                 approv'd
                 decrees
                 ,
              
               
                 Lo
                 ,
                 I
                 have
                 known
                 the
                 same
                 of
                 old
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 thou
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 hast
                 founded
                 these
                 ,
              
               
                 Eternally
                 to
                 keep
                 and
                 hold
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXXI
             ,
             1.
             M.
             Ye
             children
             which
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               I
               Lift
               mine
               eyes
               to
               Sion
               hill
               ,
            
             
               From
               whence
               my
               help
               proceedeth
               still
               ,
            
             
               and
               where
               I
               alway
               do
               attend
               ,
            
             
               My
               help
               doth
               come
               from
               God
               most
               high
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               that
               made
               both
               earth
               and
               skie
               ,
            
             
               and
               he
               to
               me
               shall
               succour
               send
               .
            
             
               He
               will
               not
               suffer
               thee
               to
               swerve
               ,
            
             
               For
               God
               thy
               keeper
               will
               preserve
            
             
               and
               stay
               thy
               feet
               :
               He
               slumbers
               not
               ,
            
             
               Behold
               !
               the
               Lord
               that
               keeps
               thee
               well
               ,
            
             
               He
               never
               sleeps
               ,
               O
               Israel
               ,
            
             
               he
               never
               slumbers
               any
               jot
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Behold
               !
               the
               Lord
               thy
               keeper
               is
               ,
            
             
               And
               shades
               thee
               with
               that
               shade
               of
               his
               :
            
             
               At
               thy
               right
               hand
               he
               's
               thy
               defence
               ;
            
             
               So
               that
               the
               Sun
               that
               burns
               so
               bright
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               yet
               the
               Moon
               in
               sharpest
               night
               ,
            
             
               shall
               hurt
               thee
               with
               their
               influence
               ,
            
             
             
               The
               Lord
               will
               save
               thee
               sound
               and
               whole●
            
             
               He
               shall
               preserve
               ,
               and
               keep
               thy
               soul
               ,
            
             
               from
               every
               hurt
               and
               every
               sore
               ,
            
             
               Both
               going
               out
               and
               comming
               in
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               shall
               keep
               thee
               safe
               herein
               ,
            
             
               from
               this
               time
               forth
               for
               evermore
               .
            
          
           
             
               Psal.
               CXXI
               .
               2.
               M.
               O
               praise
               the
               Lord
               ,
               &c.
               
            
             
               
                 VP
                 to
                 the
                 hills
                 I
                 lift
                 mine
                 eies
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 whence
                 my
                 hope
                 and
                 help
                 doth
                 rise
                 ,
              
               
                 My
                 help
                 comes
                 forth
              
               
                 ●ven
                 from
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 whose
                 powerfull
                 word
              
               
                 made
                 heav'n
                 and
                 earth
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Lo
                 ,
                 he
                 that
                 keeps
                 thee
                 slumbers
                 not
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 lets
                 thy
                 foot
                 be
                 mov'd
                 a
                 jot
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 that
                 doth
                 keep
              
               
                 His
                 Israel
                 all
                 ,
                 he
                 neither
                 shall
              
               
                 slumber
                 nor
                 sleep
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 's
                 thy
                 shade
                 on
                 thy
                 right
                 hand
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 thy
                 keeper
                 there
                 doth
                 stand
                 .
              
               
                 That
                 neither
                 may
              
               
                 The
                 moon
                 ,
                 by
                 night
                 ,
                 his
                 Israel
                 smite
                 ,
              
               
                 nor
                 Sun
                 by
                 day
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 shall
                 keep
                 thee
                 from
                 all
                 ill
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 save
                 thy
                 soul
                 ,
                 and
                 keep
                 thee
                 stil
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 shall
                 ,
                 no
                 doubt
                 ,
              
               
                 Each
                 time
                 and
                 tide
                 ,
                 thy
                 goings
                 guide
                 ,
              
               
                 both
                 in
                 and
                 out
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXXIIII
             .
             1.
             M.
             Ye
             children
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               VNlesse
               the
               Lord
               had
               been
               our
               stay
               ,
            
             
               And
               took
               our
               part
               ,
               this
               present
               day
               ,
            
             
               now
               Israel
               may
               truly
               say
               .
            
             
               But
               that
               the
               Lord
               did
               thus
               dispose
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               took
               our
               part
               against
               our
               foes
               ,
            
             
               when
               cruell
               men
               against
               us
               rose
               :
            
             
               Then
               had
               they
               swallowed
               us
               alive
               ,
            
             
               When
               they
               in
               bitter
               wrath
               let
               drive
               ,
            
             
               and
               did
               for
               our
               destruction
               strive
               .
            
             
               The
               waters
               then
               that
               did
               abound
               ,
            
             
               With
               swelling
               streams
               and
               deeps
               profound
               ,
            
             
               our
               souls
               had
               overwhelm'd
               and
               drown'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               floods
               did
               rise
               ,
               the
               waves
               did
               roll
               ,
            
             
               The
               swelling
               streams
               ,
               without
               controll
               ,
            
             
               had
               overtopt
               and
               drown'd
               our
               soul
               .
            
             
               O
               Blessed
               be
               the
               Lord
               alway
               ,
            
             
               That
               hath
               not
               giv'n
               us
               ,
               as
               a
               prey
            
             
               into
               their
               teeth
               this
               very
               day
               .
            
             
               Our
               souls
               escaped
               ,
               very
               fair
               ,
            
             
               As
               bird
               from
               fowlers
               broken
               snare
               ,
            
             
               't
               is
               broke
               ,
               and
               we
               delivered
               are
               .
            
             
               Our
               help
               is
               in
               that
               blessed
               name
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               our
               God
               ,
               the
               very
               same
               ,
            
             
               that
               did
               both
               earth
               and
               heaven
               frame
               ,
            
          
        
         
           
             PSAL.
             CXXXI
             .
             The
             second
             Metre
             .
          
           
             
               O
               Lord
               ,
               I
               have
               no
               scornfull
               eye
               ,
            
             
               nor
               proud
               ,
               nor
               haughty
               minde
               :
            
             
               I
               seek
               not
               things
               that
               are
               too
               high
               ,
            
             
               but
               humbly
               am
               inclinde
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               My
               soul
               is
               like
               an
               infant
               wean'd
               ,
            
             
               even
               from
               his
               mothers
               brest
               :
            
             
               And
               Israel
               so
               (
               to
               be
               sustain'd
               )
            
             
               on
               God
               should
               alwaies
               rest
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXXXIIII
             .
             1.
             
             Metre
             .
          
           
             
               BEhold
               ye
               servants
               of
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               Which
               in
               his
               house
               by
               night
               do
               stand
               :
            
             
               Blesse
               ye
               his
               Name
               with
               one
               accord
               ,
            
             
               Devoutly
               listing
               up
               your
               hand
               .
            
             
             
               Within
               the
               Sancturary
               there
               ,
            
             
               Blesse
               ye
               the
               Lord
               with
               heart
               sincere
               :
            
             
               The
               Lord
               that
               made
               both
               earth
               and
               skie
               ,
            
             
               From
               Sion
               blesse
               thee
               plenteously
               ,
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXXXVI
             .
             1.
             M.
             I.
             p.
             
          
           
             
               GIve
               laud
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               For
               every
               good
               he
               is
               :
            
             
               The
               God
               of
               gods
               record
               ,
            
             
               And
               praise
               that
               name
               of
               his
               .
            
             
               For
               certainly
               ,
               His
               mercies
               do
               indure
               unto
               Eternity
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Give
               thanks
               ,
               O
               every
               one
               ,
            
             
               Unto
               the
               King
               of
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               For
               he
               ,
               and
               he
               alone
               ,
            
             
               Hath
               wrought
               such
               wondrous
               things
               ,
            
             
               For
               certainly
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               To
               him
               whose
               skill
               profound
               .
            
             
               Did
               make
               the
               heavens
               clear
               :
            
             
               And
               set
               the
               Seas
               their
               bound
               ,
            
             
               And
               made
               dry
               land
               appear
               .
            
             
               For
               certainly
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               To
               him
               that
               made
               great
               lights
               ,
            
             
               The
               Sun
               to
               rule
               by
               day
               :
            
             
               The
               Moon
               and
               Starres
               by
               nights
               ,
            
             
               Whose
               mercy
               last
               for
               ay
               .
            
             
               For
               certainly
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               To
               him
               whose
               arm
               hath
               smote
               ,
            
             
               First-born
               of
               Egypt
               land
               ;
            
             
               And
               thence
               his
               Israel
               brought
               ,
            
             
               With
               strong
               out-stretched
               hand
               .
            
             
               For
               certainly
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               To
               him
               that
               did
               divide
               ,
            
             
               The
               red-sea
               into
               parts
               ,
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
               
            
             
             
               And
               there
               did
               Israel
               guide
               ,
            
             
               To
               passe
               with
               joyfull
               hearts
               .
            
             
               For
               certainly
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               Amidst
               it
               did
               they
               go
               :
            
             
               But
               Phar●oh
               and
               his
               host
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               did
               overthrow
               ,
            
             
               Upon
               the
               red
               sea-coast
               .
            
             
               For
               certainly
               ,
               &c.
               
            
          
           
             
               The
               2.
               part
               .
               Give
               la●d
               .
            
             
               
                 GIve
                 God
                 his
                 praises
                 due
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 thankfull
                 thoughts
                 expresse
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 led
                 his
                 people
                 through
              
               
                 The
                 desert
                 wildernesse
                 .
              
               
                 For
                 certainly
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 mercy
                 shall
                 endure
                 to
                 all
                 eternitie
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 2
              
               
                 Great
                 Kings
                 the
                 Lord
                 did
                 smite
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 famous
                 Kings
                 he
                 slew
                 ,
              
               
                 King
                 Sihon
                 th'
                 Amorite
                 ,
              
               
                 King
                 Og
                 of
                 Bashan
                 too
                 .
              
               
                 For
                 certainly
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 3
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 he
                 gave
                 to
                 you
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 land
                 where
                 they
                 did
                 dwell
                 ,
              
               
                 An
                 heritage
                 unto
              
               
                 His
                 servant
                 ●srael
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 certainly
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 4
              
               
                 Who
                 did
                 remember
                 us
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 our
                 estate
                 was
                 low
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 hath
                 redeem'd
                 us
                 thus
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 our
                 oppressing
                 so
                 .
              
               
                 For
                 certainly
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
             
               
                 To
                 him
                 give
                 praises
                 due
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 gives
                 all
                 flesh
                 their
                 food
                 ,
              
               
               
                 O
                 give
                 ye
                 thanks
                 unto
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 God
                 of
                 heaven
                 so
                 good
                 .
              
               
                 For
                 certainly
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXLV
             .
             1.
             M.
             I.
             p.
             All
             people
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               THee
               will
               I
               ble●se
               ,
               O
               God
               my
               King
               ,
            
             
               And
               honour
               to
               thy
               Name
               will
               give
               :
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               To
               thee
               continuall
               praises
               sing
               ,
            
             
               Even
               while
               I
               have
               a
               day
               to
               live
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               thou
               art
               great
               beyond
               all
               bounds
               ,
            
             
               And
               great
               thy
               purchas'd
               praises
               are
               :
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Through
               ages
               all
               thy
               glory
               sounds
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               wonders
               they
               do
               all
               declare
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               An●●
               will
               shew
               thy
               royall
               state
               ,
            
             
               An●●me
               rd●●ired
               works
               un●old
               ,
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               That
               men
               thy
               wonders
               may
               relate
               ,
            
             
               When
               I
               thy
               mighty
               pow'r
               have
               told
               :
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               That
               they
               thy
               righteousnesse
               may
               show
               ,
            
             
               And
               have
               thy
               glory
               much
               in
               minde
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               For
               ,
               Lord
               ,
               thou
               art
               to
               ●nger
               sl●w
               ,
            
             
               Excceding
               mercifull
               and
               kinde
               .
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               Thy
               goodnesse
               and
               thy
               mercies
               be
            
             
               On
               all
               thy
               works
               at
               large
               expr●st
               :
            
          
           
             
               10
            
             
               Even
               all
               thy
               works
               do
               honour
               thee
               ,
            
             
               And
               thee
               alone
               thy
               Saints
               have
               blest
               .
            
          
           
             
               11
            
             
               Thy
               kingdoms
               glory
               they
               shall
               show
               ,
            
             
               Their
               songs
               shall
               s●tth
               ,
               praises
               forth
               ;
            
          
           
             
               12
            
             
               That
               all
               man-kinde
               thy
               power
               may
               know
               ,
            
             
               And
               see
               thy
               kingdoms
               glorious
               worth
               .
            
          
           
             
               The
               second
               part
               .
               All
               people
               ,
               &c.
               
            
             
               
                 13
              
               
                 THou
                 ,
                 Lord
                 ,
                 for
                 evermore
                 shall
                 reign
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 ever
                 rule
                 through
                 ages
                 all
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 14
              
               
                 The
                 bowed
                 down
                 thou
                 wilt
                 sustain
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 wilt
                 〈◊〉
                 up
                 all
                 those
                 that
                 faid
                 .
              
            
             
             
               
                 15
              
               
                 On
                 thee
                 all
                 creatures
                 fix
                 their
                 eyes
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 season
                 to
                 be
                 duely
                 fed
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 16
              
               
                 All
                 living
                 things
                 thou
                 dost
                 suffice
                 ,
              
               
                 Thine
                 open
                 hand
                 is
                 therefore
                 spread
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 17
              
               
                 ¶
                 The
                 Lord
                 is
                 just
                 in
                 all
                 his
                 wayes
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 holy
                 all
                 the
                 works
                 he
                 doth
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 18
              
               
                 The
                 Lord
                 is
                 nigh
                 to
                 him
                 that
                 prayes
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 say
                 to
                 all
                 that
                 pray
                 in
                 truth
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 19
              
               
                 Their
                 hopes
                 who
                 fear
                 him
                 God
                 effects
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 hears
                 their
                 cry
                 and
                 saves
                 all
                 those
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 20
              
               
                 All
                 those
                 that
                 love
                 him
                 God
                 protects
                 :
              
               
                 But
                 all
                 the
                 wicked
                 overthrows
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 21
              
               
                 O
                 let
                 my
                 mouth
                 give
                 praise
                 therefore
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 blesse
                 the
                 Name
                 of
                 this
                 great
                 Lord
                 :
              
            
             
               
                 22
              
               
                 And
                 let
                 all
                 flesh
                 for
                 evermore
                 ,
              
               
                 His
                 memorable
                 praise
                 record
                 .
              
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXLVI
             .
             2.
             M.
             Give
             laud
             unto
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               MY
               soul
               praise
               thou
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               As
               long
               as
               thou
               hast
               breath
               :
            
             
               In
               〈◊〉
               his
               praise
               record
               ,
            
             
               And
               honour
               him
               till
               death
               :
            
             
               No
               credir
               place
            
             
               In
               earthly
               Kings
               ,
               or
               such
               vain
               things
               as
               humane
               race
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Breath
               fails
               ,
               and
               dust
               they
               be
               ,
            
             
               One
               day
               their
               pomp
               des●●cys
               :
            
             
               Right
               bles●
               therefore
               is
               he
            
             
               That
               Iacobs
               God
               injoys
               ,
            
             
               And
               hopes
               in
               him
            
             
               Who
               made
               all
               these
               ,
               heav'n
               ,
               earth
               ,
               and
               seas
               and
               all
               therein
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               For
               God
               is
               faithfull
               still
               ,
            
             
               Men
               wrong'd
               he
               helps
               to
               right
               .
            
             
               The
               hungry
               he
               doth
               fill
               ,
            
             
               And
               gives
               the
               blinde
               their
               sight
               ,
            
             
               Sets
               prisoners
               free
               ,
            
             
               Loves
               upright
               men
               ,
               and
               raiseth
               them
               bowed
               down
               that
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               The
               Lords
               almighty
               hand
            
             
             
               Preserveth
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               The
               strangers
               in
               the
               land
               ,
            
             
               The
               widows
               and
               the
               poor
               .
            
             
               And
               doth
               relieve
            
             
               The
               fatherlesse
               ,
               in
               their
               distresse
               that
               mourn
               and
               grieve
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               As
               for
               the
               sinners
               way
               ,
            
             
               He
               turns
               it
               upside
               down
               :
            
             
               But
               he
               shall
               reign
               for
               aye
               ,
            
             
               And
               wear
               th'
               eternall
               crown
               .
            
             
               Thy
               God
               thy
               Lord
            
             
               O
               Sion
               shall
               ,
               to
               ages
               all
               ,
               his
               praise
               record
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psa.
             CXLVII
             .
             1.
             
             Metre
             .
          
           
             
               GIve
               laud
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               It
               is
               a
               pleasant
               thing
            
             
               His
               praises
               to
               record
               ,
            
             
               And
               songs
               thereof
               to
               sing
               ,
            
             
               Ierusalem
            
             
               He
               will
               erect
               ,
               and
               reco'lect
               his
               flock
               to
               them
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               The
               conttire
               heart
               he
               heals
               ,
            
             
               He
               cures
               their
               bruises
               all
               :
            
             
               The
               starrs
               he
               also
               tels
               ,
            
             
               And
               them
               by
               name
               can
               call
               .
            
             
               This
               Lord
               of
               ours
            
             
               Is
               infinite
               ,
               in
               wisdom
               ,
               might
               ,
               and
               sov'raign
               pow'rs
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               The
               Lord
               the
               meek
               doth
               raise
               ,
            
             
               The
               proud
               he
               brings
               to
               ground
               :
            
             
               O
               therefore
               sing
               his
               praise
            
             
               Let
               harps
               his
               praise
               re●ound
               :
            
             
               He
               clouds
               doth
               bring
               ,
            
             
               And
               showrs
               distils
               ,
               which
               on
               the
               hils
               make
               grasse
               to
               spring
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Even
               beasts
               and
               ●avens
               young
               ,
            
             
               He
               feedeth
               when
               they
               call
               :
            
             
               In
               horse
               or
               footman
               strong
               ,
            
             
               He●oyeth
               not
               at
               all
               .
            
             
               God
               loves
               all
               them
               ,
            
             
               Who
               in
               his
               grace
               ,
               their
               hopes
               do
               place
               ,
               and
               honour
               him
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               Sion
               and
               Salem
               blesse
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               your
               God
               in
               song
               ,
            
             
               Who
               doth
               your
               seed
               increase
               ,
            
             
               And
               makes
               your
               gates
               so
               strong
               ,
            
             
               While
               peace
               so
               great
            
             
               Your
               bounds
               upheld
               ,
               and
               you
               he
               fild
               with
               sowre
               of
               wheat
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               Through
               earth
               his
               mandates
               go
               .
            
             
             
               His
               word
               with
               swiftnes
               flies
               ,
            
             
               Like
               wool
               he
               giveth
               snow
               ,
            
             
               His
               frost
               like
               ashes
               lies
               .
            
             
               And
               then
               ,
               beside
               ,
            
             
               He
               forth
               doth
               slice
               cold
               flakes
               of
               ice
               ,
               which
               who
               can
               bide
               !
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               He
               speaks
               and
               straight
               it
               thaws
               ,
            
             
               He
               breathes
               and
               water
               flows
               :
            
             
               To
               Israel
               his
               Laws
               ,
            
             
               And
               to
               none
               else
               he
               shows
               .
            
             
               As
               for
               his
               word
            
             
               No
               Heathen
               land
               doth
               understand
               .
               Praise
               ye
               the
               Lord
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Psal.
             CXLVIII
             .
             1.
             
             Metre
             .
             Give
             laud
             unt●
             .
          
           
             
               THe
               Lord
               of
               heaven
               confesse
               ,
            
             
               On
               high
               ●is
               glory
               raise
               ,
            
             
               Him
               let
               all
               Angels
               blesse
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               his
               Armies
               praise
               .
            
             
               Him
               glorifie
            
             
               Sun
               ,
               moon
               and
               stars
               ,
               ye
               higher
               sphears
               ,
               and
               cloudy
               skie
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               From
               God
               your
               beings
               are
               ,
            
             
               Therefore
               praise
               ye
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               You
               all
               created
               were
            
             
               When
               he
               but
               spake
               the
               word
               .
            
             
               And
               from
               that
               place
            
             
               Where
               sixt
               you
               be
               by
               his
               decree
               ,
               you
               cannot
               passe
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               Praise
               God
               from
               earth
               below
            
             
               Ye
               dragons
               and
               ye
               deeps
               ,
            
             
               Fire
               ,
               hail
               ,
               clouds
               ,
               winde
               and
               snow
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               in
               command
               he
               keeps
               ,
            
             
               Praise
               ye
               his
               Name
               ,
            
             
               Hils
               great
               and
               small
               ,
               trees
               low
               and
               tall
               ,
               beasts
               wilde
               and
               tame
               .
            
          
           
             
               All
               fowl
               and
               creeping
               things
               ,
            
             
               All
               people
               great
               and
               small
            
             
               All
               Iudges
               ,
               Princes
               ,
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               Young
               men
               and
               maidens
               all
               ,
            
             
               Both
               young
               and
               old
               ,
            
             
               Exalt
               his
               Name
               ,
               whose
               only
               fame
               should
               be
               extold
               .
            
          
           
             
               Oh
               let
               Gods
               Name
               be
               prai●d
            
             
               Above
               the
               earth
               and
               skie
               ,
            
             
               For
               he
               his
               Saints
               hath
               rais'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               set
               their
               horn
               on
               high●
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               they
               that
               spring
            
             
               Of
               Israels
               race
               ,
               much
               in
               his
               grace
               ,
               〈◊〉
               praises
               sing
               :
            
          
           
             FINIS
             .
          
        
      
       
       
         
           Here
           follow
           certain
           Hymns
           ,
           composed
           out
           of
           Scripture
           ,
           to
           celebrate
           some
           more
           speciall
           and
           publike
           occasions
           .
        
         
           
             I.
             Hymn
             ,
             Celebrates
             the
             spirituall
             glory
             of
             the
             Church
             in
             dayes
             of
             Reformation
             .
          
           
             Tune
             of
             ,
             Give
             laud
             unto
             the
             Lord
             .
          
           
             
               Hag.
               2.
               6.
               
            
             
               THus
               saith
               the
               Lord
               of
               Hosts
               ,
            
             
               But
               yet
               a
               little
               while
               ,
            
             
               And
               I
               will
               shake
               all
               coasts
               ,
            
             
               Yea
               ,
               every
               land
               and
               ile
               ;
            
             
               Yet
               once
               again
               .
            
             
               I
               'le
               shake
               these
               ,
               Heav'n
               ,
               Earth
               ,
               and
               Seas
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               main
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               All
               Nations
               I
               will
               shake
               ,
            
             
               The
               long
               desired
               day
               ,
            
             
               Which
               doth
               all
               Nations
               take
               ,
            
             
               Even
               that
               shall
               come
               I
               say
               ,
            
             
               And
               (
               for
               all
               coasts
               )
            
             
               This
               house
               I
               will
               with
               glory
               fill
               ,
            
             
               Saith
               GOD
               of
               Hosts
            
          
           
             
               9
            
             
               The
               glory
               of
               this
               last
            
             
               Farre
               greater
               shall
               it
               grow
               ,
            
             
               Then
               of
               the
               Temple
               past
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               of
               Hosts
               saith
               so
               :
            
             
               And
               in
               this
               place
               ,
            
             
             
               (
               It
               is
               the
               Lord
               of
               Hosts
               his
               word
               )
            
             
               I
               will
               give
               peace
               .
            
          
           
             
               Zech
               4.
               6
               ,
               7.
               
               &
               Hagg.
               1.
               22.
               
            
             
               Yet
               not
               by
               might
               ,
               nor
               power
               ,
            
             
               But
               by
               my
               Spirit
               alone
               ,
            
             
               Saith
               God
               of
               Hosts
               ,
               our
               tower
               ,
            
             
               The
               strength
               of
               all
               in
               one
               ;
            
             
               For
               who
               a●t
               thou
            
             
               O
               mountain
               great
               ,
               the
               Empires
               seat
               ,
            
             
               To
               hinder
               now
               ?
            
          
           
             
               Zech.
               4.
               7.
               
            
             
               Before
               Zerubbabel
               ,
            
             
               Thou
               shalt
               become
               a
               plaine
               ;
            
             
               The
               stone
               that
               doth
               excell
               ,
            
             
               The
               head-stone
               of
               the
               same
            
             
               His
               hand
               shall
               fit
               ,
            
             
               And
               bring
               it
               out
               ,
               with
               generall
               shout
               ,
            
             
               Grace
               ,
               grace
               to
               it
               .
            
          
           
             
               v.
               9.
               
               &
               Hag.
               1.
               22.
               
            
             
               The
               hand
               that
               first
               began
               ,
            
             
               To
               lay
               the
               ground-worke
               low
               ,
            
             
               The
               hand
               of
               that
               same
               man
            
             
               Shall
               finish
               it
               also
               ,
            
             
               In
               spight
               of
               Kings
               ,
            
             
               For
               who
               I
               say
               ,
               despis'd
               the
               day
            
             
               Of
               these
               small
               things
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             II.
             Hymn
             ,
             Celebrates
             the
             same
             .
             To
             any
             Generall
             tune
             .
          
           
             
               Psalm
               .
               81.
               1.
               
               &
               85.
               10
               ,
               &c.
               
            
             
               BE
               cheerfull
               and
               in
               God
               rejoyce
               ,
            
             
               in
               God
               our
               strength
               and
               stay
               ;
            
             
               Be
               joyfull
               ,
               and
               lift
               up
               your
               voice
            
             
             
               to
               Jacobs
               God
               ,
               I
               say
               .
            
             
               Prepare
               your
               instruments
               most
               meet
               ,
            
             
               some
               joyfull
               Psalm
               to
               sing
               :
            
             
               Strike
               up
               with
               harpe
               and
               lute
               so
               sweet
               ,
            
             
               on
               every
               pleasant
               string
               .
            
          
           
             
               Psalm
               .
               85.
               10
               ad
               finem
               .
            
             
               MErcy
               and
               truth
               now
               meet
               in
               one
               ,
            
             
               and
               hands
               together
               strike
               :
            
             
               Justice
               salutes
               not
               peace
               alone
               ,
            
             
               but
               peace
               performs
               the
               like
               .
            
             
               Eternall
               truth
               and
               veritie
               ,
            
             
               out
               of
               the
               earth
               shall
               spring
               :
            
             
               Justice
               looks
               down
               from
               heav'n
               on
               high
               ,
            
             
               an
               heav'n
               on
               earth
               to
               bring
               .
            
             
               ●ea
               ,
               and
               the
               Lord
               shall
               here
               bestow
            
             
               abundant
               grace
               and
               peace
               ,
            
             
               And
               make
               our
               land
               to
               overflow
               ,
            
             
               with
               plentifull
               increase
               .
            
             
               Before
               his
               face
               shall
               justice
               go
               ,
            
             
               and
               (
               where
               the
               way
               was
               dim
               )
            
             
               Shall
               now
               direct
               our
               footsteps
               so
               ,
            
             
               that
               we
               may
               follow
               him
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             III.
             Hymn
             .
             Celebrates
             
               Nazeby
               ,
            
             and
             other
             great
             Victories
             of
             the
             Church
             .
          
           
             
               Iudges
               5.
               v.
               2
               ,
               3.
               
            
             
               Sing
               prayses
               
                 
                   Israel
                
                 
                   England
                
              
               to
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               that
               hath
               avenged
               thee
               :
            
             
               When
               as
               the
               people
               went
               to
               fight
               ,
            
             
               offring
               themselves
               so
               free
               .
            
             
               〈◊〉
               Kings
               give
               ear
               ,
               ye
               Princes
               hear
               ,
            
             
               I
               ,
               even
               I
               will
               sing
               :
            
             
               And
               sweetly
               raise
               my
               voice
               in
               praise
               ,
            
             
             
               to
               
                 
                   Israels
                   God
                   and
                   King
                   .
                
                 
                   Englands
                
              
            
          
           
             
               ver.
               9.
               10.
               
            
             
               My
               heart
               is
               tow'rd
               the
               governours
               ,
            
             
               that
               did
               their
               help
               afford
               ,
            
             
               Offering
               themselves
               so
               willingly
               ,
            
             
               wherefore
               blesse
               ye
               the
               Lord
               .
            
             
               〈◊〉
               travellers
               and
               passengers
               ,
            
             
               and
               ye
               that
               ride
               in
               state
               ,
            
             
               And
               ye
               that
               yet
               in
               judgement
               sit
               ,
            
             
               now
               speake
               it
               in
               the
               gate
               .
            
          
           
             
               ver.
               11.
               7.
               
            
             
               All
               they
               that
               are
               delivered
               ,
            
             
               from
               
                 
                   archers
                
                 
                   gunners
                
                 
                   cannons
                
              
               frightfull
               noise
               ,
            
             
               The
               righteous
               acts
               of
               God
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               they
               shall
               rehearse
               with
               joyes
               .
            
             
               The
               passengers
               were
               wanderers
               ,
            
             
               in
               by
               paths
               up
               and
               down
               ,
            
             
               And
               none
               
                 
                   durst
                   dwell
                   in
                   Israel
                
                 
                   could
                   dwell
                   in
                   England
                   well
                   ,
                
              
            
             
               but
               in
               a
               walled
               town
               .
            
          
           
             
               ver.
               12
               ,
               31.
               
            
             
               Awake
               awake
               O
               
                 
                   Parliament
                   ,
                
                 
                   Deborah
                   ,
                
              
            
             
               rise
               
                 
                   Barak
                
                 
                   Conqu'rors
                
                 
                   Fairfax
                
              
               sing
               a
               song
               :
            
             
               Lead
               captive
               
                 
                   thy
                   captivity
                   ,
                
                 
                   your
                
              
            
             
               come
               lead
               them
               all
               along
               .
            
             
               So
               perish
               those
               that
               are
               thy
               foes
               ,
            
             
             
               but
               Lord
               let
               all
               thy
               lovers
               ,
            
             
               Be
               like
               the
               Sun
               when
               day
               's
               begun
               ,
            
             
               and
               brightest
               beams
               discovers
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             IV.
             Hymn
             .
             Celebrates
             our
             Sea-sight
             Victories
             ,
             and
             such
             like
             .
          
           
             
               Exo●
               .
               15.
               1.
               to
               the
               12.
               
            
             
               
                 O
                 ●raise
                 the
                 Lord
                 .
              
            
             
               NOw
               sing
               unto
               the
               Lord
               will
               I
               ,
            
             
               For
               he
               hath
               triumph'd
               gloriously
               ,
            
             
               By
               power
               supream
               ,
            
             
               The
               horse
               and
               his
               proud
               rider
               is
            
             
               Cast
               down
               the
               stream
               .
            
          
           
             
               2.
               
            
             
               Jehovah
               is
               my
               strength
               and
               song
               ,
            
             
               And
               is
               become
               my
               Saviour
               strong
               ,
            
             
               My
               God
               is
               he
               :
            
             
               I
               will
               prepare
               a
               place
               ,
               with
               care
               ,
            
             
               His
               house
               to
               be
               .
            
          
           
             
               3.
               
            
             
               My
               fathers
               God
               likewise
               he
               is
               ,
            
             
               I
               will
               exalt
               this
               name
               of
               his
               :
            
             
               A
               man
               of
               war
               ,
            
             
               The
               Lord
               the
               Lord
               (
               as
               I
               record
               )
            
             
               His
               titles
               are
               .
            
          
           
             
               4.
               
            
             
               Proud
               Pharaohs
               charets
               ,
               lo
               ,
               he
               downd
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               his
               host
               in
               seas
               profound
            
             
               His
               captains
               fam'd
               ,
            
             
               Behold
               ev'n
               they
               were
               drownd
               i
               th
               sea
               ,
            
             
               The
               red
               sea
               nam'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               5.
               
            
             
               The
               depths
               devour'd
               them
               every
               one
               ,
            
             
               They
               sank
               toth'bottome
               as
               a
               stone
               ,
            
             
             
               Lord
               thy
               right
               hand
               .
            
             
               Hathgaind
               the
               tower
               and
               utmost
               power
            
             
               Of
               high
               command
               .
            
          
           
             
               6.
               
            
             
               Lord
               thy
               right
               hand
               exalted
               so
               ,
            
             
               Hath
               dasht
               in
               pieces
               our
               proud
               so
               ,
            
             
               In
               greatnesse
               great
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               hand
               o'rthrows
               thy
               rebel-foes
               ,
            
             
               O
               rare
               defeat
               !
            
          
           
             
               7.
               
            
             
               Thou
               sentest
               forth
               thy
               servent
               fume
               ,
            
             
               Which
               them
               ,
               as
               stubble
               ,
               did
               con●ume
               :
            
             
               And
               all
               together
               ,
            
             
               Thy
               nostrils
               blast
               did
               gather
               fast
            
             
               The
               waters
               thither
               .
            
          
           
             
               8.
               
            
             
               The
               floods
               on
               heaps
               stood
               bolt
               upright
               ,
            
             
               The
               depths
               together
               did
               unite
               ;
            
             
               And
               all
               of
               these
               ,
            
             
               Together
               were
               congealed
               there
               .
            
             
               Amid
               the
               seas
               .
            
          
           
             
               9.
               
            
             
               I
               will
               pursue
               them
               said
               the
               foe
               ,
            
             
               I
               'le
               over-take
               ,
               I
               le
               overthrow
               ,
            
             
               I
               will
               divide
            
             
               The
               spoil
               ,
               said
               he
               ,
               my
               lust
               shall
               be
            
             
               so
               satisfi'd
               .
            
          
           
             
               10.
               
            
             
               It
               shall
               be
               satisfi'd
               on
               them
               ,
            
             
               My
               sword
               shall
               eat
               the
               flesh
               of
               men
               ,
            
             
               I
               le
               draw
               it
               out
               ,
            
             
               My
               hand
               ,
               then
               ,
               shall
               destroy
               them
               all
               ,
            
             
               I
               make
               no
               doubt
               .
            
          
           
           
             
               11.
               
            
             
               Then
               did
               thy
               wind
               with
               blustring
               force
            
             
               Return
               the
               sea
               unto
               its
               course
               ,
            
             
               And
               m●de
               their
               g●●ves
               ,
            
             
               (
               Whereto
               〈◊〉
               ,
               they
               sank
               ,
               〈◊〉
               lead
               ,
               )
            
             
               In
               mighty
               waves
               .
            
          
           
             
               12.
               
            
             
               Among
               the
               Gods
               who
               's
               like
               to
               thee
               ,
            
             
               Who
               ,
               like
               thee
               ,
               shines
               in
               sanctitie
               ?
            
             
               Fearfull
               in
               praise
               ;
            
             
               Most
               wondrous
               rare
               thy
               workings
               are
            
             
               In
               all
               thy
               waies
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             V.
             Hymn
             .
             Celebrates
             Nationall
             Mercies
             .
          
           
             
               Psalm
               .
               49.
               1
               ,
               2.
               
            
             
               ALl
               people
               hearken
               ,
               and
               give
               ear
               ,
            
             
               All
               ye
               that
               in
               the
               world
               do
               dwell
               :
            
             
               Both
               high
               and
               low
               ,
               both
               rich
               and
               poor
               ,
            
             
               My
               mouth
               shall
               speak
               a
               parable
               .
            
          
           
             
               Deut.
               4.
               34.
               
            
             
               A
               people
               ●a●ne
               out
               of
               a
               nation
               ,
            
             
               By
               signes
               ,
               by
               wonders
               ,
               and
               by
               war
               ;
            
             
               By
               terrors
               great
               ,
               and
               mu●h
               temptation
               ,
            
             
               And
               Gods
               high
               hand
               extended
               far
               .
            
          
           
             
               Dent
               33.
               29.
               
            
             
               O
               happy
               
                 
                   Israel
                
                 
                   England
                
              
               we
               record
               ,
            
             
               Whom
               like
               to
               thee
               doth
               God
               advance
               ?
            
             
               O
               people
               saved
               by
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               The
               shield
               of
               thy
               deliverance
               !
            
          
           
             
               Ibidem
               .
            
             
               He
               is
               thy
               sword
               so
               much
               renown'd
               ,
            
             
               ●nd
               all
               these
               enemies
               of
               ours
            
             
             
               To
               thee
               as
               lyars
               shall
               be
               found
               ,
            
             
               And
               thou
               shalt
               tread
               on
               their
               high
               tow'rs
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             VI
             .
             Hymn
             .
             Celebrates
             the
             same
             .
             Ye
             children
             which
             .
          
           
             
               Isa
               26.
               1
               ,
               2
               ,
               4
               ,
               5.
               
            
             
               WE
               have
               a
               City
               very
               strong
               ,
            
             
               God
               sets
               salvation
               all
               along
               ,
            
             
               For
               wals
               and
               bulwarks
               every where
               ;
            
             
               Now
               open
               ye
               the
               gates
               for
               them
            
             
               Of
               righteous
               Jerusalem
               ,
            
             
               Which
               keep
               the
               truth
               ,
               to
               enter
               there
               .
            
             
               And
               since
               the
               Lord
               Jehovah
               is
            
             
               The
               eternall
               rock
               of
               strength
               to
               his
               ,
            
             
               In
               his
               great
               Name
               for
               ever
               trust
               :
            
             
               He
               gives
               the
               proud
               the
               overthrow
               ,
            
             
               He
               layes
               the
               lofty
               City
               low
               ,
            
             
               Even
               to
               the
               ground
               ,
               even
               to
               the
               dust
            
          
           
             
               8
               ,
               10
               ,
               11.
               
            
             
               Yea
               Lord
               ,
               in
               thine
               own
               judgments
               way
               ,
            
             
               We
               waited
               for
               thee
               every
               day
               ;
            
             
               Our
               souls
               desire
               is
               to
               thy
               Name
               :
            
             
               But
               let
               thy
               favour
               be
               declar'd
            
             
               To
               wicked
               men
               they
               'l
               not
               regard
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               learn
               religion
               by
               the
               same
               .
            
             
               But
               most
               unjustly
               will
               transgresse
               ,
            
             
               Ev'n
               in
               the
               land
               of
               uprightnesse
               .
            
             
               And
               will
               not
               see
               Gods
               Majesty
               ,
            
             
               But
               they
               shall
               see
               ,
               and
               see
               with
               shame
               ,
            
             
               And
               feel
               ,
               as
               foes
               ,
               thy
               fiery
               flame
               ,
            
             
               For
               envying
               our
               felicity
               .
            
          
           
             
               ver.
               18.
               
               &
               12.
               
            
             
               Lord
               we
               have
               been
               with
               child
               in
               vain
               ,
            
             
               And
               we
               have
               been
               in
               grievous
               pain
               ,
            
             
             
               And
               (
               as
               it
               were
               )
               brought
               forth
               the
               winde
               .
            
             
               For
               ,
               by
               our
               power
               we
               have
               not
               wrought
            
             
               The
               least
               deliverance
               can
               be
               thought
               ,
            
             
               In
               all
               the
               earth
               ,
               in
               any
               kinde
               ;
            
             
               Nor
               have
               the
               inhabitants
               of
               the
               earth
               ,
            
             
               Fall'n
               by
               the
               power
               that
               we
               put
               forth
               ;
            
             
               But
               by
               thy
               strength
               are
               undertrod
               ;
            
             
               For
               Lord
               thou
               wilt
               ordain
               (
               at
               last
               )
            
             
               True
               peace
               for
               us
               ,
               because
               thou
               hast
            
             
               Wrought
               all
               our
               works
               in
               us
               ,
               O
               God
               .
            
          
           
             
               ver.
               20.
               
               &
               21.
               
            
             
               O
               come
               my
               people
               ,
               enter
               thou
            
             
               Into
               thy
               secret
               chambers
               now
               ,
            
             
               And
               shut
               the
               doors
               about
               thee
               fast
               :
            
             
               And
               hide
               thy selfe
               now
               ,
               as
               it
               were
               ,
            
             
               But
               for
               a
               little
               moment
               there
               ,
            
             
               Untill
               the
               wrath
               be
               over
               past
               :
            
             
               For
               lo
               the
               Lord
               comes
               from
               his
               place
               ,
            
             
               To
               punish
               this
               malignant
               race
               ,
            
             
               For
               wickednesse
               that
               they
               maintain
               ;
            
             
               The
               earth
               shall
               also
               now
               disclose
               ,
            
             
               The
               bloudshed
               of
               our
               barb'rous
               foes
               ,
            
             
               And
               shall
               no
               more
               conceal
               her
               slain
               :
            
          
        
         
           
             VII
             .
             Hymn
             ,
             Celebrates
             the
             same
             .
          
           
             Psal.
             105.
             
             Coll.
             from
             ver.
             I.
             to
             the
             II.
             and
             Iam.
             2.
             23.
             
             To
             any
             Gen.
             T.
             
          
           
             
               GIve
               praises
               unto
               God
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               and
               call
               upon
               his
               Name
               :
            
             
               Declare
               his
               works
               to
               all
               the
               world
               .
            
             
               and
               spread
               his
               praise
               and
               fame
               .
            
             
               Sing
               ye
               unto
               the
               Lord
               ,
               I
               say
               ,
            
             
             
               and
               sing
               unto
               his
               praise●
            
             
               And
               talk
               of
               all
               his
               wondrous
               works
               ,
            
             
               That
               he
               hath
               wrought
               alwayes
               .
            
          
           
             
               In
               honour
               of
               his
               holy
               Name
               ,
            
             
               rejoyce
               with
               one
               accord
               :
            
             
               And
               let
               the
               very
               heart
               rejoyce
            
             
               of
               them
               that
               seek
               the
               Lord
               .
            
             
               Seek
               ye
               the
               Lord
               ,
               and
               seek
               his
               strength
               ,
            
             
               and
               his
               eternall
               might
               :
            
             
               Oh
               seek
               his
               face
               continually
               ,
            
             
               and
               
                 
                   presence
                   of
                   his
                   sight
                   .
                
                 
                   countenances
                   light
                   .
                
              
            
          
           
             
               The
               wondrous
               works
               that
               he
               hath
               done
               ,
            
             
               keep
               still
               in
               thankfull
               heart
               :
            
             
               Let
               not
               the
               judgements
               of
               his
               mouth
               ,
            
             
               out
               of
               your
               mindes
               depart
               .
            
             
               Ye
               seed
               of
               faithfull
               Abraham
               ,
            
             
               his
               servant
               ,
               and
               his
               friend
               ,
            
             
               Ye
               children
               that
               do
               lineally
            
             
               from
               Jacobs
               loins
               descend
               .
            
          
           
             
               For
               lo
               he
               is
               the
               Lord
               our
               God
               ,
            
             
               even
               he
               ,
               and
               he
               alone
               .
            
             
               And
               every where
               throughout
               the
               earth
            
             
               his
               judgements
               are
               made
               known
               .
            
             
               His
               promise
               and
               his
               Covenant
               ,
            
             
               which
               he
               hath
               made
               to
               his
               ,
            
             
               Hath
               been
               remembred
               evermore
               ,
            
             
               and
               still
               remembred
               is
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             VIII
             .
             Hymn
             ,
             Celebrates
             our
             Redemption
             by
             Iesus
             Christ
             ,
             (
             which
             ,
             if
             you
             leave
             out
             the
             parenthesis
             ,
             will
             be
             sung
             in
             any
             Gen.
             
             Tune
             ,
             if
             you
             put
             them
             in
             ,
             then
             ,
             to
             All
             people
             .
             )
          
           
             
               Luk.
               1.
               from
               ver.
               68
               to
               the
               76.
               
            
             
               THe
               Lord
               the
               God
               of
               Israel
               ,
            
             
               
                 (
                 Now
                 doe
                 )
              
               we
               prayse
               ,
               with
               one
               accord
               :
            
             
               For
               visiting
               and
               redeeming
               us
               ,
            
             
               The
               
                 (
                 chosen
                 )
              
               people
               of
               the
               Lord
               ,
            
             
               For
               he
               hath
               raysed
               up
               for
               us
            
             
               Salvations
               
                 (
                 strong
                 and
                 )
              
               surest
               horn
               ,
            
             
               Which
               in
               his
               servants
               Davids
               house
               ,
            
             
               Is
               for
               his
               people
               
                 (
                 Israel
                 )
              
               born
               ,
            
          
           
             
               As
               by
               his
               holy
               Prophets
               all
               ,
            
             
               
                 (
                 Speaking
                 )
              
               since
               first
               the
               world
               began
               ,
            
             
               And
               ,
               by
               their
               mouth
               he
               hath
               foretold
               ,
            
             
               
                 (
                 That
                 it
                 )
              
               should
               come
               to
               passe
               for
               man
               .
            
             
               That
               from
               our
               foes
               we
               should
               be
               free'd
               ,
            
             
               And
               
                 (
                 sav'd
                 from
                 )
              
               all
               our
               haters
               hands
               :
            
             
               To
               snew
               that
               he
               remembreth
               how
               ,
            
             
               
                 (
                 how
                 )
              
               his
               
                 (
                 most
                 )
              
               holy
               Covenant
               stands
               .
            
          
           
             
               To
               pay
               the
               gracious
               promises
               ,
            
             
               Which
               to
               our
               
                 (
                 ancient
                 )
              
               fathers
               came
               :
            
             
               The
               oath
               which
               he
               had
               sworn
               unto
               ,
            
             
               Our
               father
               Abraham
               
                 (
                 by
                 Name
                 )
              
            
             
               That
               he
               would
               give
               and
               grant
               to
               us
            
             
               That
               we
               
                 (
                 his
                 folk
                 )
              
               whom
               he
               hath
               chose
               ,
            
             
               Now
               being
               thus
               delivered
               ,
            
             
               From
               
                 (
                 cruel
                 )
              
               hand
               of
               all
               our
               foes
               ,
            
             
               Might
               serve
               him
               ,
               free
               from
               slavish
               fear
               ,
            
             
             
               Walking
               in
               
                 (
                 all
                 the
                 )
              
               perfect
               wayes
               ,
            
             
               Of
               holines
               and
               Righteousnesse
               ,
            
             
               Before
               him
               
                 (
                 even
                 )
              
               all
               our
               dayes
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             IX
             .
             Hymn
             ,
             Celebrates
             the
             Sacrament
             of
             the
             Lords
             Supper
             .
             Ante
             ,
             ***
          
           
             
               i
               Cor.
               5.
               7.
               8.
               
               &
               11.
               29.
               
            
             
               LO
               Christ
               is
               sacrific'd
               for
               us
               ,
            
             
               our
               Passeover
               (
               from
               heaven
               )
            
             
               Now
               therefore
               let
               us
               keep
               the
               feast
               ,
            
             
               not
               with
               old
               lumps
               of
               leaven
               .
            
             
               Who
               eat
               and
               drinke
               unworthily
               ,
            
             
               their
               own
               damnation
               earn
               :
            
             
               Because
               they
               want
               a
               spirituall
               eye
            
             
               his
               body
               to
               discern
               .
            
          
           
             
               28.
               26.
               
            
             
               Our
               hearts
               with
               care
               examined
               ,
            
             
               let
               us
               be
               stirred
               up
               ,
            
             
               To
               eat
               of
               this
               celestiall
               bread
            
             
               and
               drink
               this
               sacred
               cup
               :
            
             
               As
               often
               as
               we
               eat
               this
               bread
               .
            
             
               and
               also
               drink
               this
               wine
               ,
            
             
               We
               shew
               our
               Saviours
               death
               untill
               ,
            
             
               his
               second
               comming
               shine
               .
            
             
               he
               come
               the
               second
               time
               .
            
          
           
             Or
          
           
             
               We
               shew
               our
               blessed
               Saviours
               death
            
             
               untill
               he
               come
               again
               .
            
          
        
         
         
           
             X.
             Hymn
             ,
             Celebrates
             the
             fame
             ,
             Post
             .
             ***
          
           
             
               mat.
               21.
               9.
               
               &
               Rev.
               5.
               9.
               
            
             
               HOsanna
               to
               King
               〈◊〉
               Davids
               sonne
               ,
            
             
               hosanna
               to
               the
               Christ
               :
            
             
               That
               in
               the
               Fathers
               Name
               doth
               come
               ,
            
             
               hosanna
               in
               the
               high'st
            
             
               For
               thou
               wast
               slain
               and
               art
               alive
               ,
            
             
               redeeming
               us
               to
               God
               ,
            
             
               From
               every
               Nation
               kindred
               tongue
               ,
            
             
               by
               thy
               most
               precious
               blood
               ,
            
          
           
             
               1
               Pet.
               1
               18
               Rev.
               5.
               19.
               
            
             
               Corruptive
               things
               ,
               as
               silver
               is
               ,
            
             
               and
               gold
               redeem'd
               us
               not
               :
            
             
               But
               Christ
               our
               Saviors
               precious
               blood
               ,
            
             
               a
               lamb
               without
               a
               spot
               .
            
             
               To
               him
               that
               sits
               upon
               the
               throne
               ,
            
             
               and
               Christ
               the
               lamb
               therefore
               ,
            
             
               Be
               glory
               ,
               blessing
               ,
               strength
               renown
               ,
            
             
               and
               honour
               evermore
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             XI
             .
             Hymn
             ,
             Celebrates
             the
             Lords
             Supper
             :
             To
             the
             tune
             of
             Ye
             children
             which
             ,
             &c.
             
          
           
             
               Ioh.
               6
               ,
               32
               ,
               33
               ,
               34
               ,
               35.
               
               &
               7.
               38.
               
            
             
               THe
               bread
               of
               God
               (
               so
               truly
               call'd
               )
            
             
               That
               giveth
               life
               unto
               the
               World
               ,
            
             
               Is
               he
               that
               down
               from
               heaven
               came
               :
            
             
               And
               with
               this
               sweet
               celestiall
               bread
               ,
            
             
               Lord
               let
               us
               be
               replenished
               ,
            
             
               And
               give
               us
               ever
               of
               the
               same
               .
            
             
             
               For
               he
               that
               (
               as
               the
               scripture
               saith
               )
            
             
               Layes
               hold
               on
               Christ
               by
               lively
               faith
               .
            
             
               Shall
               never
               thirst
               nor
               hunger
               more
            
             
               For
               by
               that
               faith
               ,
               and
               feeding
               so
               ,
            
             
               Out
               of
               his
               belly
               there
               shal
               flow
               ,
            
             
               Of
               living
               waters
               plenteous
               store
               .
            
          
           
             
               Rev.
               22
               ,
               17
               ,
               20.
               
               Iam.
               5.
               9
               ,
            
             
               The
               spirit
               and
               the
               bride
               do
               say
               ,
            
             
               Come
               come
               away
               without
               delay
               :
            
             
               And
               since
               that
               they
               have
               said
               it
               first
               ,
            
             
               Let
               all
               that
               hear
               it
               ,
               as
               we
               do
               ,
            
             
               Reply
               the
               same
               and
               say
               so
               too
               ,
            
             
               Come
               every
               one
               that
               is
               athirst
               .
            
             
               The
               water
               of
               eternall
               life
               ,
            
             
               Take
               without
               price
               ,
               take
               without
               strife
               ,
            
             
               Take
               freely
               ,
               whosoever
               pleases
               :
            
             
               Behold
               the
               Judge
               at
               dore
               doth
               stand
               ,
            
             
               His
               comming
               is
               so
               near
               at
               hand
               ,
            
             
               Amen
               ,
               Amen
               ,
               so
               come
               Lord
               Jesus
               .
            
          
        
         
           FINIS
           .
        
      
    
     
       
         
           
             Courteous
             Reader
             .
          
        
         
           BE
           pleased
           to
           take
           notice
           that
           this
           book
           ,
           in
           bigger
           Print
           ,
           differs
           not
           greatly
           from
           my
           smaller
           printed
           Psalm-book
           ,
           but
           onely
           in
           order
           ,
           which
           thou
           may'st
           reconcile
           by
           observing
           these
           rules
           .
        
         
           1.
           
           In
           the
           first
           place
           are
           bound
           up
           my
           own
           
           composed
           Psalms
           ,
           and
           in
           the
           little
           print
           ,
           they
           are
           commonly
           the
           second
           metres
           .
        
         
           2.
           
           In
           the
           second
           place
           are
           bound
           up
           all
           the
           old
           Psalms
           ,
           by
           me
           amended
           ,
           and
           in
           the
           little
           print
           they
           are
           commonly
           the
           first
           meter
           ,
           but
           whither
           so
           or
           no
           ,
           they
           are
           referred
           unto
           ,
           and
           the
           title
           tels
           what
           metre
           they
           are
           .
        
         
           3.
           
           In
           the
           last
           place
           follow
           the
           Psalms
           composed
           by
           my self
           and
           others
           ,
           and
           they
           are
           commonly
           of
           choicer
           tunes
           ,
           
             viz.
          
           Ye
           children
           ,
           &c.
           
           O
           Lord
           consider
           ,
           &c.
           and
           in
           the
           little
           print
           are
           alwaies
           the
           first
           metre
           ,
           as
           the
           title
           doth
           also
           refer
           .
        
         
           4.
           
           The
           Collects
           must
           be
           alwaies
           looked
           for
           after
           the
           meters
           .
        
         
           Note
           also
           that
           all
           the
           Psalms
           may
           be
           sung
           in
           one
           of
           these
           5
           well
           known
           tunes
           .
           
             viz.
          
           the
           119
           the
           67
           the
           100
           the
           113
           the
           148
           but
           only
           such
           as
           the
           fift
           ps.
           I.
           m.
           and
           the
           17.
           2
           Coll.
           which
           go
           sweetly
           in
           a
           part
           of
           the
           113.
           
             &
          
           148
           as
           the
           first
           &
           second
           metres
           of
           the
           117
           Ps.
           in
           the
           smaller
           print
           do
           shew
           by
           musick
           notes
           ,
           Only
           remember
           ,
           in
           those
           of
           my
           first
           impression
           in
           this
           book
           ,
           to
           read
           two
           lines
           into
           one
           .
           wherever
           you
           meet
           with
           but
           
             4
          
           syllables
           in
           a
           line
           ,
           as
           in
           the
           eight
           Psalm
           .
        
         
           Note
           also
           that
           the
           old
           Psalms
           done
           by
           me
           ,
           are
           
           printed
           in
           greater
           letter
           then
           the
           rest
           ,
           &
           those
           for
           the
           present
           I
           specially
           commend
           for
           the
           publick
           use
           ,
           of
           which
           ,
           those
           that
           are
           entire
           Psalms
           ,
           or
           entire
           parts
           ,
           may
           be
           sung
           without
           offence
           ,
           while
           others
           keep
           to
           their
           old
           Mumpsimus
           ;
           Do
           you
           not
           know
           ,
           that
           somewhere
           ,
           the
           Dutch
           ,
           French
           ,
           and
           English
           sing
           one
           and
           the
           same
           Psalm
           in
           their
           severall
           languages
           ,
           because
           the
           measures
           and
           tunes
           differ
           not
           ?
        
         
           Lastly
           ,
           know
           that
           there
           are
           ready
           to
           be
           added
           to
           these
           impressions
           ,
           at
           least
           
             40
          
           more
           of
           the
           old
           Psalms
           ,
           (
           whereof
           the
           
             119
          
           is
           one
           )
           and
           in
           the
           old
           tunes
           ,
           and
           divers
           hymns
           are
           also
           ready
           to
           be
           added
           ,
           when
           it
           shall
           please
           God
           to
           give
           the
           Authour
           incouragement
           by
           the
           Houses
           allowance
           of
           them
           in
           publique
           .
        
         
           And
           here
           follows
           a
           taste
           of
           each
           ,
           to
           incite
           thee
           to
           desire
           them
           .
           Accept
           this
           staffe
           to
           make
           up
           the
           10
           part
           of
           the
           119
           Psal.
           &
           doubt
           not
           but
           all
           the
           rest
           shall
           be
           done
           as
           well
           .
        
         
           
             Psal.
             119.
             ver.
             79.
             80.
             
          
           
             Let
             all
             that
             fear
             thee
             turne
             to
             mee
          
           
             And
             all
             that
             understand
          
           
             How
             just
             and
             good
             the
             precepts
             bee
             ,
          
           
             the
             which
             thou
             doest
             command
             .
          
           
             
               My
            
             heart
             unto
             thy
             Statutes
             frame
             ,
          
           
             ev'n
             so
             sincere
             and
             sound
             ,
          
           
             That
             Sin
             may
             never
             bring
             me
             shame
             ,
          
           
             Nor
             shame
             my
             soul
             confound
             ,
          
        
         
         
           
             Psal.
             LXXII
             .
             2.
             
             Metre
             .
             ***
          
           
             
               Lord
               give
               thy
               judgments
               to
               the
               King
               ,
            
             
               That
               justice
               may
               be
               done
               :
            
             
               And
               give
               the
               rule
               of
               governing
            
             
               Unto
               his
               princely
               Sonne
               .
            
          
           
             
               2
            
             
               Then
               shall
               he
               govern
               uprightly
               ,
            
             
               And
               do
               thy
               people
               right
               :
            
             
               Then
               shall
               he
               judge
               ,
               with
               equitie
               ,
            
             
               The
               poor
               that
               have
               no
               might
               .
            
          
           
             
               3
            
             
               And
               then
               ,
               by
               means
               of
               righteousnes
               ,
            
             
               There
               shall
               be
               great
               increase
               :
            
             
               In
               every
               corner
               fruitfullnesse
               ,
            
             
               Prosperity
               ,
               and
               peace
               .
            
          
           
             
               4
            
             
               Then
               shall
               he
               help
               the
               poor
               ,
               &
               weak
               ,
            
             
               And
               them
               that
               suffer
               wrong
               ;
            
             
               And
               ,
               by
               his
               pow'r
               ,
               in
               peeces
               break
            
             
               Oppressors
               great
               ,
               and
               strong
               .
            
          
           
             
               5
            
             
               And
               then
               ,
               from
               age
               to
               age
               ,
               shall
               they
               ,
            
             
               Regard
               and
               fear
               his
               might
               ,
            
             
               So
               long
               as
               Sun
               doth
               shine
               by
               day
               ,
            
             
               Or
               else
               the
               moon
               by
               night
               .
            
          
           
             
               6
            
             
               He
               shall
               descend
               as
               showrs
               of
               rain
               ,
            
             
               On
               mowen
               grasse
               do
               drop
               ,
            
             
               Which
               make
               the
               ground
               to
               spring
               again
               ,
            
             
               And
               bear
               a
               second
               crop
               .
            
          
           
             
               7
            
             
               The
               just
               shall
               flourish
               in
               his
               dayes
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               shall
               be
               at
               peace
               ,
            
             
               Untill
               the
               very
               Moon
               decaies
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               its
               motions
               cease
               .
            
          
           
             
               8
            
             
               He
               shall
               be
               Lord
               of
               Sea
               and
               Land
               ,
            
             
               From
               shore
               to
               shore
               ,
               throughout
               :
            
             
               From
               Sea
               to
               Sea
               ,
               on
               either
               hand
               ,
            
             
               And
               all
               the
               Earth
               about
               .
            
             
             
               To
               
                 
                   answer
                
                 
                   suffer
                   for
                   us
                   all
                   .
                
              
            
             
               A
               man
               of
               sorrows
               ,
               sure
               he
               was
               ,
            
             
               And
               he
               hath
               born
               our
               grief
               :
            
             
               Mean
               while
               ,
               we
               hid
               our
               face
               from
               him
               ,
            
             
               And
               gave
               him
               no
               releif
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Jh.
             10.
             11
             ,
             &
             15.
             13.
             
          
           
             Lo
             ,
             this
             is
             that
             good
             shepherd
             then
             ,
          
           
             That
             Good
             shepherd
             indeed
             ,
          
           
             That
             lost
             his
             life
             to
             save
             his
             sheep
             ,
          
           
             That
             they
             might
             never
             bleed
             .
          
           
             or
          
           
             
               That
               layd
               his
               life
               down
               for
               the
               sheep
               ,
            
             
               which
               he
               do●h
               watch
               and
               feed
               .
            
             
               Agreater
               love
               then
               this
               hath
               none
               ,
            
             
               Nor
               none
               can
               comprehend
               ,
            
             
               Then
               that
               a
               man
               should
               stake
               his
               life
               ,
            
             
               And
               loose
               it
               for
               his
               friend
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             Rom.
             5.
             7.
             8.
             
          
           
             For
             scarce
             will
             any
             die
             for
             him
             ,
          
           
             That
             lives
             most
             righteously
             .
          
           
             Yet
             happ'ly
             ,
             for
             a
             speciall
             friend
          
           
             Some
             one
             might
             dare
             to
             die
             .
          
           
             But
             God
             commends
             his
             love
             to
             us
             ,
          
           
             And
             he
             commends
             it
             thus
             ,
          
           
             In
             that
             ,
             when
             wee
             were
             enemies
             ,
          
           
             Christ
             freely
             di'd
             for
             us
             .
          
        
         
           
             Heb.
             13.
             15.
             
          
           
             By
             him
             therefore
             let
             's
             give
             to
             God
          
           
             The
             sacrifice
             of
             prayse
             .
          
           
             Fruit
             of
             our
             li●s
             in
             giving
             thanks
             ,
          
           
             Unto
             his
             Name
             alwayes
             .
          
           
             FINIS
             .