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 LXXXVI.

MY God, thy Suppliant hear; Afford a gentle Ear: For I am comfortless, And labour in distress. My righteous Soul relieve, So ready to forgive. Thy Servant, Lord, defend; Whose hopes on Thee depend. Me from the Grave restore, Who daily Thee implore: From wasting Sorrow free The Heart long vow'd to Thee. For thou art God alone, To tender pity prone, Propitious unto all, Who on thy Mercy call. O hear my fervent prayer, And take me to thy care: Then ready to be found, When troubles most abound. What God, like Thee, O Lord, Of all by men ador'd! Or underneath the Sun, Such miracles hath done.

Zeal shall all hearts inflame T' adore and praise thy Name. For thou art God alone; Thy Power in Wonders shown. Direct me in thy Way; So shall I never stray.

My thoughts from Tempests clear; United in thy Fear. My Soul shall celebrate Thy Praise; thy Power relate, That hast advanc'd my head, And rais'd me from the Dead. The Proud against me rise, And pow'rful Enemies (All Rebells to thy Will) My guiltless blood would spill. But, O thou King of kings, From Thee sweet Mercy springs; Still gracious, slow to wrath; True to thy Servants Faith. Lord, for thy Mercies sake, Into thy Bosome take: Thy Hand-maids Son O save From the devouring Grave! Some happy Sign expose To my ashamed Foes; That they thy Hate may see To them; thy Love to me.

Notes

• As the 13.
• Part 2.