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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"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 May 21, 2024.
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Page 121
Be thou my Fortress of Defence;
There let me fix my Residence.
O Thou, my Rock! my Tower!
Who hast thy Angels given in charge,
That they thy Servants should inlarge
From circumventing Power.
Deliver from their cruel might,
Whose wicked hands in blood delight:
Lest I their pray become.
Thou art my hope; even from my Youth
Have I rely'd upon thy Truth;
By Thee kept in the womb:
From thence extracted by thy Care.
Though, as a Prodigy they stare
On me with wondring eyes;
Yet Thee, my strength, my Song shall praise,
And to the Stars thy glory raise,
While Suns shall set and rise.
O cast not off, when full of days;
Forsake not, when my Strength decays:
Watch'd by conspiring Foes.
God hath abandon'd him, say they;
Now let us make his life our prey:
Who shall our power oppose?
My God, close to thy servant stand,
And help him with a speedy hand:
Those in their pride confound,
Who persecute my wretched Soul;
Let Death their impious rage controul,
And with dishonour wound.
Page 122
But I will ever hope, and raise
My Voice to multiply thy Praise;
Thy Righteousness display,
Thy manifold Deliveries:
Which O! no number can comprise;
Thus spend the harmless Day.
I in thy Strength, though old and weak,
Will walk, and of thy Justice speak;
Of thine, even thine alone.
Thou hast inform'd me from my Youth:
I, to this hour, with single Truth,
Thy wondrous works have shown.
Now in the Winter of my years;
When Time hath snow'd upon my hairs,
Abandon not, O Lord;
Till I unto this Age proclame
Thy Mighty Power; in Songs the same
Unto the next record.
Thy Counsels depth our search exceeds:
How admirable are thy Deeds!
O who is like to Thee!
Thou hast afflictions on me lain;
Yet shalt thou quicken me again,
And from Earths entrails free▪
Still thou my glory wilt increase,
And comfort with the joys of Peace.
I, in a living verse,
Unto my warbling Harp will sing
Thy praises, O eternal King;
Thy noble Acts rehearse.
Page 123
Unto my Voice, and Instrument
Shall my exalted Soul consent;
By Thee redeem'd from Death:
Thy Justice every Day proclame:
That now hast cloth'd my Foes with Shame,
Dispersed by thy breath.
Notes
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As the 34.
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Part 2.
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Part 3.