The whole booke of Psalmes collected into Englysh metre by T. Starnhold, I. Hopkins, & others, conferred with the Ebrue, with apt notes to synge the[m] with al ; faithfully perused and alowed according to thordre appointed in the Quenes Maiesties iniunctions ; very mete to be vsed of all sortes of people priuately for their solace & comfort, laying apart all vngodly songes and ballades, which tende only to the norishing of vyce, and corrupting of youth.

O Heare my prayer, Lorde, and let, my crye come vnto thee: In tyme of troble doo not hide, thy face away from me. Inclyne thyne eares to me, make haste, * 1.1 to heare me when I call: For as the smoke doth fade, so doo my dayes consume and fall.

And as a herth, my bones are burnt: my hart is smitten dead, And withers as the grasse, that I forget to eate my bread. By reason of my groning voyce, my bones cleaue to my skinne:

As pellicane of wildernes, suche case now am I in.

And as an oule in desert is, loe I am suche a one: I watch, and as a sparow on the house top am alone. Loe dayly in reprochefull wise, mine enmies doo me scorne: And they that doo against me rage, against me they haue sworne.

Surely with ashes, as with breade, my hunger I haue filld, And mingled haue my drink with teares that fro mine eyes haue stild, Because of thy displeasure, Lord, thy wrath and thy disdayne: For thou hast lifted me aloft, and cast me downe agayne.

The dayes wherin I pas my lyfe, are like the fleting shade: And I am withered like the gras, that sone away doth fade. But thou, O Lord, for euer doest remaine in stedy place, And thy remembrance euer doth abide from race to race.

Notes

• * 1.1

  Sing this as the. lxvii.