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 ...
Author
Barton, William, 1598?-1678.
Publication
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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Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms -- Paraphrases.
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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 ..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A26722.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 16, 2025.
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M. 1. The second part. *
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FRom all the sinnes that I have done,Lord, quit me out of hand:And make me not a scorn to foolsthat nothing understand.
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I was as dumb, and to complainno trouble might me move:Because I knew it was thy work,my patience for to prove.
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¶Lord, take from me thy scourge & plague,I can them not withstand:I faint and pine away for fearof thy most heavy hand.
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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.
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Lord, hear my suit, and give good heed,regard my tears that fall:I sojourn like a stranger here,as did my fathers all.
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O spare a little, give me spacemy strength for to restore:Before I go away from hence,and shall be seen no more.
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