Davids Psalms in metre. Agreeable to the Hebrew, to be sung in usuall tunes. To he [sic] benefit of the churches of Christ. / By the Reverend Mr. John White minister of Gods Word in Dorchester.
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Davids Psalms in metre. Agreeable to the Hebrew, to be sung in usuall tunes. To he [sic] benefit of the churches of Christ. / By the Reverend Mr. John White minister of Gods Word in Dorchester.
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London, :: Printed by S. Griffin for J. Rothwel, at the Fountain and Bear in Goldsmiths row in Cheapside.,
1655.
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Bible -- O.T. -- Psalms -- Early works to 1800.
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"Davids Psalms in metre. Agreeable to the Hebrew, to be sung in usuall tunes. To he [sic] benefit of the churches of Christ. / By the Reverend Mr. John White minister of Gods Word in Dorchester." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A76568.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 13, 2024.
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Psalm 70.
O God, my God, from my distressebe pleas'd to set me free,With speed, O Lord, do thou affordthy saving help to mee. [verse 2] Together shame them, and confoundthat seek my soul to spill,Let them be driven back with shame,that think or wish me ill.
[verse 3] For a reward unto their shame,let them destroyed be,
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That in scorn and rejoycing say,aha, aha, to me. [verse 4] Let them in thee be glad and joy,who seek thy face always,Let those that thy salvation love,say still, to God be praise.
The Lord yet still doth think on me,though weak and poor I be;Thou art my God, my Saviour,stay not, Lord, long from me.
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