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.

Morning Prayer.

PSALME 38.

A Prayer for remission of sins.

PUt me not to rebuke (O Lord) in thine anger: nei∣ther chasten me in thine heavy displeasure.

2 For thine arrows stick fast in me: and thy hand presseth me sore.

3 There is no health in my flesh, because of thy displea∣sure: neither is there any rest in my bones, by reason of my sinne.

4 For my wickednesses are gone over my head: and are like a sore burden too heavy for me to bear.

5 My wounds stink and are corrupt: through my foo∣lishnesse.

6 I am brought into so great trouble and misery: that I goe mourning all the day long.

7 For my loyns are filled with a sore disease: and there is no whole part in my body.

8 I am feeble and sore smitten: I have roared for the very disquietnesse of my heart.

9 Lord, thou knowest all my desire: and my groan∣ing is not hid from thee.

10 My heart panteth, my strength hath failed me: and the sight of mine eyes is gone from me.

11 My lovers and my neighbours did stand looking upon my trouble: and my kinsmen stood afarre off.

12 They also that sought after my life, laid snares for me: and they that went about to doe me evill, talked of wickednesse, and imagined deceit all the day long.

13 As for me, I was like a deaf man, and heard not: and as one that is dumb, which doth not open his mouth.

14 I became even as a man that heareth not: and in whose mouth are no reproofs.

15 For in thee, O Lord, have I put my trust: thou shalt answer for me, O Lord my God.

16 I have required that they (even mine enemies) should not triumph over me: for when my foot slipt, they rejoyced greatly against me.

17 And I truly am set in the plague: and my heavi∣nesse is ever in my sight.

18 For I will confesse my wickednesse: and be sorry for my sin.

19 But mine enemies live and are mighty: and they that hate me wrongfully, are many in number.

20 They also that reward evill for good, are against me: because I follow the thing that good is.

21 Forsake me not, O Lord my God: be not thou farre from me.

22 Haste thee to help me: O Lord God my salvation.

The Prayer.

O Lord who knowest all our desires, and from whom our groaning is not hid, wee confesse before thee our many wickednesses, and are truly sorry for our sins; our wicked∣nesses are gone over our head, and are a sore burden too heavy for us to bear, our enemy the Devill is malicious and mighty, our weak∣nesses many, our temptations strong, our con∣sciences doe busily accuse us. Where shall we appear in the day of Judgement? How shall we stand upright in the eternall scrutiny? Our trust is in thy merits. O blessed Jesu, thou art our Judge and our Advocate, thou shalt answer for us, O Lord our God. Put us not to re∣buke, O Lord, in thine anger, for it is insup∣portable, neither let thy whole displeasure arise, for that is vast and mountainous as our sinnes, and will break us in pieces. O let not the arrows of thy vengeance stick fast in us, for our sins are wounds enough, and make us rest∣lesse and miserable. Touch our sores gently, and let not thy hands presse us, unlesse to drive forth our corruption, then shall we follow the thing that good is, and rejoyce greatly in thy mercies, O Lord God of our salvation, who hast redeemed us, and saved us, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

PSALME 39.

A meditation of the shortnesse and vanity of our life, and a prayer preparatory to death.

I Said, I will take heed to my ways: that I offend not in my tongue.

2 I will keep my mouth as it were with a bridle: while the ungodly is in my sight.

3 I held my tongue, and spake nothing: I kept silence, yea, even from good words, but it was pain and grief to mee.

4 My heart was hot within me, and while I was thus musing, the fire kindled: and at the last I spake with my tongue.

5 Lord let me know mine end, and the number of my days: that I may be certified how long I have to live.

6 Behold, thou hast made my days as it were a span long: and mine age is even as nothing in respect of thee, and verily every man living is altogether vanity.

7 For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquieteth himself in vain: he heapeth up riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them.

8 And now Lord, what is my hope: truly my hope is even in thee.

9 Deliver me from all mine offences: and make mee not a rebuke unto the foolish.

10 I became dumb, and opened not my mouth: for it was thy doing.

11 Take thy plague away from me: I am even con∣sumed by the means of thy heavy hand.

12 When thou with rebukes dost chasten man for sin, thou makest his beauty to consume away like as it were a moth fretting a garment: every man therefore is but va∣nity.

13 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and with thine ears con∣sider my calling: hold not thy peace at my tears.

14 For I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner: as all my fathers were.

15 O spare me a little, that I may recover my strength•• before I goe hence, and be no more seen.

The Prayer.

O Eternall God, who art without begin∣ning or end of days, thou hast given us a short portion of time in the generations of this world; our condition is vain, unsatisfying, and full of disquiet, and we have no hope but in thee, O Lord. O teach us to number our days, to remember and to know our end, that so we may never sin against thee; and grant that we may live as always dying, being of mortified souls and bodies, of bridled tongues and affe∣ctions, and that in stead of heaping up riches, we may strive for a treasure of good works, laying up in store against the time to come, that having recovered our strength, lost by the commission of sins, when we go hence, and are no more seen, we may have a resi∣dence in those mansions which are prepared for the Saints, by our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Amen.

PSALME 40.

A thanksgiving to God for his deliverances, and a prayer for redemption from sins, and defence against our enemies.

I Waited patiently for the Lord: and he enclined unto me, and heard my calling.

2 He brought me also out of the horrible pit, out of the mire and clay: and set my feet upon the rock, and or∣dered my goings.

3 And hee hath put a new song in my mouth: even a thanksgiving unto our God.

4 Many shall see it, and fear: and shall put their trust in the Lord.

5 Blessed is the man that hath set his hope in the Lord: and turned not unto the proud, and to such as goe about with lies.

6 O Lord my God, great are thy wondrous works which thou hast done: like as be also thy thoughts which are to us-ward, and yet there is no man that ordereth them unto thee.

7 If I would declare them and speak of them: they should be moe then I am able to expresse.

8 Sacrifice and meat-offering thou wouldest not have: but mine ears hast thou opened.

9 Burnt-offerings and sacrifice for sinne hast thou not required: then said I, Lo, I come.

10 In the volume of the book it is written of me, that I should fulfill thy will, O my God: I am content to doe it, yea, thy Law is within my heart.

11 I have declared thy righteousnesse in the great con∣gregation: lo, I will not refrain my lips, O Lord, and that thou knowest.

12 I have not hid thy righteousnesse within my heart: my talking hath been of thy truth, and of thy salvation.

13 I have not kept back thy loving mercy and truth: from the great congregation.

14 Withdraw not thou thy mercy from me, O Lord: let thy loving kindnesse and thy truth alway preserve me.

15 For innumerable troubles are come about me, my sins have taken such hold upon me, that I am not able to look up: yea, they are moe in number then the hairs of mine head, and my heart hath failed me.

16 O Lord, let it be thy pleasure to deliver me: make ha••te (O Lord) to help me.

17 Let them bee ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy it: let them be driven backward and put to rebuke that wish me evill.

18 Let them be desolate and rewarded with shame, that say unto me: Fie upon thee, fie upon thee.

19 Let all those that seek thee, be joyfull and glad in thee: and let such as love thy salvation, say alway, The Lord be praised.

20 As for me, I am poor and needy: but the Lord careth for me.

21 Thou art my helper and redeemer: make no long tarrying, O my God.

The Prayer.

O Lord our God whose works are wondrous, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward full of mercy and admirable in wisdome; we adore and worship thy infinite perfections, and thy providence in the disposing of all thy crea∣tures, and the effects of all causes, which in an infinite variety thou orderest to thy glory, and the good of all faithfull people. Thou hast dealt with us in mercy; and although our sins are so multiplied that they are moe in number then the hairs of our head, yet thou hast not suffered us to fall into the horrible pit of eter∣nall misery and destruction, but hast set our feet upon the Rock Christ Jesus, and by his graces and holy Laws hast ordered our goings. Let it be thy pleasure still to deliver us, for we are not able of our selves to look up, and our enemies still seek after our souls to destroy

us. Make no long tarrying, O God, shew thy self our helper and redeemer, so shall we talk of thy truth and of thy salvation, in the assem∣blies of thy servants in this life, hoping that we shall hereafter declare thy righteousnesse in the great congregation of Saints and An∣gels, singing eternall praises to God the Father, the Son, and the holy Ghost. Amen.