The psalter of David with titles and collects according to the matter of each Psalme : whereunto is added Devotions for the help and assistance of all Christian people, in all occasions and necessities.

PSALME 88.

A Prayer in time of sicknesse and danger of death.

O Lord God of my salvation, I have cryed day and night before thee: O let my prayer enter into thy presence, incline thine ear unto my calling.

2 For my soul is full of trouble: and my life draweth nigh unto hell.

3 I am counted as one of them that goe down into the pit: and I have been even as a man that hath no strength.

4 Free among the dead, like unto them that be woun∣ded and lie in the grave: which be out of remembrance, and are cut away from thy hand.

5 Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit: in a place of darknesse, and in the deep.

6 Thine indignation lieth hard upon me: and thou hast vexed me with all thy storms.

7 Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me: and made me to be abhorred of them.

8 I am so fast in prison: that I cannot get forth.

9 My sight faileth for very trouble: Lord, I have cal∣led daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.

10 Doest thou shew wonders among the dead: or shall the dead rise up again and praise thee?

11 Shall thy loving kindnesse be shewed in the grave: or thy faithfulnesse in destruction?

12 Shall thy wondrous works be known in the dark: and thy righteousnesse in the land where all things are for∣gotten?

13 Unto thee have I cried, O Lord: and early shall my prayer come before thee.

14 Lord, why abhorrest thou my soul: and hidest thou thy face from me?

15 I am in misery, and like unto him that is at the point to die: (even from my youth up) thy terrours have I suffered with a troubled minde.

16 Thy wrathfull displeasure goeth over me: and the fear of thee hath undone me.

17 They came round about me dayly like water: and comp••ssed me together on every side.

18 My lovers and friends hast thou put away from me: and hid mine acquaintance out of my sight.

The Prayer.

O Lord God of our salvation, who for our sakes wert wounded and didst die and lie in the grave, but yet alone of all that ever died wert free among the dead, and by thine own

power didst arise again with victory and tri∣umph; have mercy upon thy servant, for thine indignation lieth hard upon me, and thou hast vexed me with all thy storms; my soul is full of trouble by reason of my sins, and my life draweth nigh unto the grave; restore me unto thy favour, and let me not go down into the dark, nor my life into the place where all things are forgotten, but let me shew forth thy loving kindnesse amongst thy redeemed ones in the land of the living: for the living, the living he shall praise thee and confesse the holinesse and the mercies of thy holy Name. O hide not thou thy face from me, but give me health of body, and restore and preserve me in the life of righteousnesse, and so blesse me with opportunities of doing thee service, that I may redeem the time past, and by thy grace may grow rich in good works, always abounding in the work of the Lord, that when thou shalt demand my soul to be rendred up into thy hands, my soul may not be abhorred of thee, nor suffer thy terrors, but may feel an eterni∣ty of blessings in the resurrection of the just, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.