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.
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- Title
- 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.
- Author
- Sandys, George, 1578-1644.
- Publication
- London :: Printed by W. Godbid for A. Roper,
- 1676.
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- Subject terms
- Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms -- Paraphrases, English.
- Tune-books.
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- Cite this Item
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"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." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A27888.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 15, 2024.
Pages
Page 14
The wonders of thy Power thou hast
In Mouths of Babes and Sucklings plac'd:
That so thou might'st thy Foes confound,
And who in malice most abound.
When I pure Heav'n, thy Fabrick, see,
The Moon and Stars dispos'd by thee;
O what is Man, or his frail Race,
That thou shouldst such a Shadow grace!
Next to thy Angels most renown'd;
With Majesty and Glory crown'd:
The King of all thy Creatures made;
That all beneath his feet hath laid:
All that on Dales or Mountains feed,
That shady Woods or Deserts breed;
What in the Airy Region glide,
Or through the rowling Ocean slide.
Lord, how illustrious is thy Name!
Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame.
Notes
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* 1.1
Cantus.
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* 1.2
Bassus.