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.
The choice and flower of the old Psalms collected by Iohn Hopkins and others and now revised and amended by William Barton ...
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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 ...
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- Barton, William, 1598?-1678.
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- London :: Printed by G. Miller and are to be sold (alone or together with the new) by S. Gillibrand ..., I. Kirton ..., Tho. Underhill ..., and Stephen Bowtell ...,
- 1645.
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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:
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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.