The Psalms of David set forth in English meeter set forth by Francis Rous...

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The Psalms of David set forth in English meeter set forth by Francis Rous...
Author
Rous, Francis, 1579-1659.
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London :: Printed by James Young for Phillip Nevill ...,
1643.
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Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms -- Paraphrases, English.
Psalters.
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"The Psalms of David set forth in English meeter set forth by Francis Rous..." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A27786.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 13, 2024.

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LOrd, hear•…•… my pr•…•…er, let my cry have leave to come to thee; [verse 2] In time of trouble do not hide thy face away from me. [verse 3] Answer me quickly in that day when I do call and pray:

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Because my daies consume like smoak, and vanish soon away.
[verse 4] My bones like to an hearth are burnt, and like grasse parch't with heat; My heart is smitten, so that I forget my bread to eat. [verse 5] By reason of my groaning voice, my bones cleave to my skin: [verse 6] Like Pelican in wildernesse forsaken have I bin.
[verse 7] I like an Owle in desart am, that out of sight is gone: I watch, and as a Sparrow on the house top am alone. [verse 8] My bitter enemies all the day reproaches cast on me: And being mad at me with rage, against me sworne they be.
[verse 9] I surely ashes eaten have like bread, in sorrowes deep: In griefe I mingled have my drink with teares, that I did weep. [verse 10] Thy wrath and indignation did cause this griefe and paine; For thou hast lifted me on high, and cast me downe againe.
[verse 11] The daies wherein I passe my life are like the fleeting shade; And I am withered like the grasse that soon away doth fade. [verse 12] But thou, Lord, everlasting art, and thou no end shalt see;

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And unto generations all shall thy remembrance be.
[verse 13] Thou wilt arise, and mercy thou to Sion wilt extend: The time of mercy, now the time fore-set is come to end. [verse 14] For even in her ruinous stones thy servants do delight; And the despised dust thereof finds favour in their sight.
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