The Psalms of David in meter fitted to the tunes used in parish-churches / by John Patrick ...

PSALM XLI.

[As the 100 Psalm.]

[ 1] BLest is the Man, whose tender sense Is touched with another's grief; Who when he hears the poor Man's cry, Affords him pity and relief. God will his Charity repay; In time of need will be his Friend: When troubles to his Lot shall fall, He'll make 'em have an happy end. [ 2] Threatned by Danger or Disease, His Life he'll rescue from the Grave; Prosper his State on Earth, and from His Foes and all their malice save. [ 3] He'll strengthen him upon his Bed Of Languishing Infirmity: Secure of God's Compassions, His weary Limbs will softer lie. [ 4] Wounded and sore opprest with guilt, I cry'd for Pity and for ease;

Lord, let thy Mercies heal my Soul, Whose sins are onely less than these.

Part II.

[ 5] My Foes, t'asslict me more, my Name With Defamations strive to blot; They wish me dead, and then they hope To see my Reputation rot. [ 6] He seems, when present, to condole With me, but all's deceit and fraud; He picks up matter for his Lyes, And spreads them, when he goes abroad. [ 7] In close Assemblies they conferr Who hate me, and my hurt devise: [ 8] An ill disease sticks to him fast, He's laid, say they, ne'er more to rise. [ 9] Yea my familiar Friend, in whom I put the greatest confidence, Who to my Family retain'd, Spurns at me with strange Insolence. [ 10] But Lord, in mercy raise me up, And once more seat me on my Throne; That by just punishments, I may Repay, what wickedly they've done. [ 11] Thy Kindness to me, by thy Care I know, which thou dost not recall: That I'm in safety, and my Foe Has miss'd his Triumph in my fall. [ 12] With thankfulness to thee, I own, Thou hast sustain'd my Innocence;

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And; as to serve thee I'm advanc'd, Wilt be for ever my defence. [ 13] Blest be that Majesty above, Whom all true Worshippers adore; Let every Age consent, and say Amen, till time shall be no more.