A paraphrase upon the Psalms of David by George Sandys ; set to new tunes for private devotion and a thorough-base for voice or instrument by Henry Lawes ; and in this edition carefully revised and corrected from many errors which passed in former impressions by John Playford.

PSALM XXV.

ON Thee with Confidence I call,* 1.1 To thee my troubled Soul erect: Lord, let not shame my look deject, Nor Malice triumph in my fall. Thy Servants save; but those confound, Who Innocence with slander wound.

In thy disclosed paths direct; Thy Truth, that leading Star display: O my Redeemer! every day My dangers thy relief expect. Think of thy Mercies shown of old; Thy Mercies more than can be told.

The sins of my unbridled Youth, Nor frail Transgressions call to mind: Let those that seek, thy Mercy find, Even for the honour of thy Truth. God, ever just and good, the way Of life will shew to such as stray.

The Meek in righteousness shall guide; To such his heavenly Will express▪ Which shall with Truth and Mercy bless All such as in his Laws abide. My sins, so numerous and great O ••or thy honour, Lord, forget!

What's he who fears The ever-Blest?* 1.2 To him shall he his Paths disclose: His Soul refresh'd with calm repose; The Land by his fair Race possest:

To him his Counsels shall impart, And seal his Covenants in his heart.

On thee with fixed Eyes I wait: My feet inlarge thou from their snares. O pitty me so worn with cares; Despised, poor, and desolate! The troubles of my mind increase; Lord, from their galling yoke release!

Behold thou my affliction, The toil and straits, wherein I live▪ My sins, so infinite, forgive. Behold my Foes, how potent grown! How are they multiply'd of late, Who hate me with a deadly hate!

Deliver, O! from shame protect; Since from my Faith I never swerve: Let Innocence and Truth preserve, Who constantly thy aid expect. Redeem thy chosen Israel, And sorrow from his brest expell.

Notes

• * 1.1

  As the 2.
• * 1.2

  Part 2.