The whole book of Psalms collected into English metre by Thomas Sternhold, John Hopkins, and others ; conferred with the Hebrew ; set forth and allowed to be sung in all churches ...

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Title: The whole book of Psalms collected into English metre by Thomas Sternhold, John Hopkins, and others ; conferred with the Hebrew ; set forth and allowed to be sung in all churches ...
Author: Sternhold, Thomas, d. 1549.
Publication: [Cambridge, England] :: Printed by John Field ...,; 1666.
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Subject terms: Bible. -- O.T. -- Psalms -- Paraphrases, English.; Psalters.
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Judica me, Domine. Psal. xliii.

T. S.

JUdge and revenge my cause, O Lord,
from them that evil be:
From wicked and deceitful men,
O Lord, deliver me.
 [verse 2]  For of my strength thou art the God,
why put'st thou me thee fro?
And why walk I so heavily
oppressed with my foe?

 [verse 3]  Send out thy light, and eke thy truth,
and lead me with thy grace,
Which may conduct me to thy hill,
and to thy dwelling-place.
 [verse 4]  Then shall I to the altar go
of God my joy and chear:
And on my harp give thanks to thee,
O God, my God most dear.

 [verse 5]  Why art thou then so sad, my soul,
and fret'st thus in my brest?
Still trust in God; for him to praise
I hold it always best.
 [verse 6]  By him I have deliverance
against all pain and grief:
He is my God which doth alway
at need send me relief.