3 But know, that for himself the Lord the godly man doth chuse : The Lord, when I on him do call, to hear will not refuse. 4 Fear, and sin not; talk with your heart on bed, and silent be. 5 Off'rings present of righteousness, 60 who will shew us any good? 7 Upon my heart, bestow'd by thee, Than they, ev'n then, when corn and wine 8 I will both lay me down in peace, PSALM V. 1 YIVE ear unto my words, O Lord, my meditation weigh. 2 Hear my loud cry, my King, my God; for I to thee will pray. 3 Lord, thou shalt early hear my voice: My pray'r to thee; and, looking up, 4 For thou art not a God that doth 5 6 All that ill-doers are thou hat'st; The bloody and deceitful man 7 But I into thy house will come And I will worship in thy fear 8 Because of those mine enemies, 9 For in their mouth there is no truth, their inward part is ill; Their throat 's an open sepulchre, 10 O God, destroy them; let them be 11 But let all joy that trust in thee, and still make shouting noise; For them thou sav'st: let all that love thy name in thee rejoice. 12 For, Lord, unto the righteous man thou wilt thy blessing yield: With favour thou wilt compass him about, as with a shield. PSALM VI. 1 LORD, in thy wrath rebuke me not; Nor in thy hot rage chasten me. 2 Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Héal me, for my bones vexed be. 3 My soul is also vexed sore; But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? 4 Return, O Lord, my soul set free; O save me, for thy mercies' sake. 5 Because those that deceased are. 7 Mine eye, consum'd with grief, grows old, Because of all mine enemies. 8 Hence from me, wicked workers all; 10 Sham'd and sore vex'd be all my foes, 1 Another of the same. thy great indignation, Nor on me lay thy chast'ning hand 2 Lord, I am weak, therefore on me Heal me, O Lord, because thou know'st 3 My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord, 4 Return, Lord, free my soul; and save me, for thy mercies' sake. 5 Because of thee in death there shall I caused for to swim; with tears 7 By reason of my vexing grief 8 But now, depart from me all ye For why? the Lord hath heard my when I did mourn and cry. [voice, 9 Unto my supplication the Lord did hearing give: When I to him my prayer make, the Lord will it receive. 10 Let all be sham'd and troubled sore, that en'mies are to me; Let them turn back, and suddenly ashamed let them be. PSALM VII. LORD my God, in thee do I Save and deliver me from all 2 Lest that the enemy my soul In pieces rending it, while there 3 O Lord my God, if it be so 4 If I rewarded ill to him that was at peace with me; (Yea, ev'n the man that without cause my foe was I did free ;) 5 Then let the foe pursue and take my soul, and my life thrust Down to the earth, and let him lay mine honour in the dust. 6 Rise in thy wrath, Lord, raise thyself, for my foes raging be; And, to the judgment which thou hast commanded, wake for me. 7 So shall th' assembly of thy folk about encompass thee: Thou therefore, for their sakes, return unto thy place on high. 8 The Lord he shall the people judge: After my righteousness, and mine 9 O let the wicked's malice end; The righteous: for the righteous God the hearts and reins doth try. 10 In God, who saves th' upright in heart, is my defence and stay. 11 God just men judgeth, God is wroth with ill men ev'ry day. 12 If he do not return again, then he his sword will whet; |