Six centuries of select hymns and spiritual songs collected out of the Holy Bible together with a catechism, the canticles, and a catalogue of vertuous women / by William Barton.

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Title: Six centuries of select hymns and spiritual songs collected out of the Holy Bible together with a catechism, the canticles, and a catalogue of vertuous women / by William Barton.
Author: Barton, William, 1598?-1678.
Publication: London :: Printed by J. Heptinstall for William Cooper ...,; 1688.
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Subject terms: Bible. -- O.T. -- Song of Solomon -- Paraphrases, English.; Hymns, English.
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Psalm 79.5.

HOW long wilt thou be angry, Lord? for ever! till we die! And shall thy jealousie b•• stirr'd to burn perpetually?

Help us, O God, Our strength and stay, thy Glory to record: Save us, and purge our sins away, for thy Name sakes, O Lord.

Our former foul iniquity remember now no more: Let Grace prevent us speedily, for we are humbled sore.

DO not record against us, Lord,
our sins done long agoe:
Draw nigh apace with tender Grace,
for we are very low.

O Lord, let some sweet comfort come,
for sorrows sharp and keen,
And for the years of sighs and tears
that we have lately seen.

So we thy flock, and Pasture-stock
shall praise thee evermore,
And pre-ingage each following age,
to keep like praise in store.