The Psalms of David translated from the Vulgat.

PSALME. LXXXVII. (Book 87)

Domine Deus salutis.

The Author of this Psalme describes, and La∣ments his misery, and prays to God to com∣miserate and help him, that so he may praise his holy name.

1 O Lord!* 1.1 the God of my safety! I have cry'd out by day, and by night before thee.

2 Vouchafe to look upon my peti∣tion, And give ear to my prayer.

3 For my ••oul is oppressed with evills, And my life is on the brink of the grave.

4 I am reckon'd as one of thos that are to be lett down into the pitt, I am be∣come forlorn, and destitute of all help,

free amongst the dead.

5 Like the wounded that sleep in their sepulchers, who are forgotten by thee, and whom thy hand has rejected.

2 They have laid me in a deep pitt, In a place of darknes, and in the shade of death.

7 Thy fury lyes heavy upon me, and thou hast made all thy waves over∣whelme me.

8 Thou hast separated fom me all my freinds, and they have me in abo∣mination.

9 I have been shutt up without being able to get out, my eyes languish with misery.

10 To thee, O Lord! I have cry'd out the whole day, I have stretch'd forth my hands to thee.

11 Is it amongst the dead that thou wilt shew thy wonders? Or will phy∣sitians raise them to life, that so they may praise thee.

12 Will any in sepulchers relate thy mercy, and thy truth in the grave?

13 Will thy wonders be known in the region of darknes, and thy justice in the land of oblivion?

14 But I, O Lord! have cry'd out to

thee, and early in the morning my prayer shall come before thee.

15 Why, O Lord! doest thou reject my prayer? why dost thou turn away thy face from me?

16 I am poor, and from my youth have been in labour and hardship, And after I was exalred, I was humbled again, and am full of trouble.

17 All thy anger has gone over me, And the terrors thereof have almost di∣stracted me.

18 The whole day they have sur∣rounded me like a flood of water, And all at once they have beseig'd me.

19 My freinds and my neighbours thou hast removed far from me, And all my acquaintance fly me by reason of my misery.

Notes

• * 1.1

  Psalm. 87.