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1    O God, why hast thou cast us off?

          is it for evermore?

     Against thy pasture-sheep why doth

          thine anger smoke so sore?

2    O call to thy rememberance

          thy congregation,

     Which thou hast purchased of old;

          still think the same upon:

     The rod of thine inheritance,

          which thou redeemed hast,

     This Sion hill, wherein thou hadst

          thy dwelling in times past.

3    To these long desolations

          thy feet lift, do not tarry;

     For all the ills thy foes have done

          within thy sanctuary.

4    Amidst thy congregations

          thine enemies do roar:

     Their ensigns they set up for signs

          of triumph thee before.

5    A man was famous, and was had

          in estimation,

     According as he lifted up

          his axe thick trees upon.

6    But all at once with axes now

          and hammers they go to,

     And down the carved work thereof

          they break, and quite undo.

7    They fired have thy sanctuary,

          and have defil’d the same,

     By casting down unto the ground

          the place where dwelt thy name.

8    Thus said they in their hearts, Let us

          destroy them out of hand:

     They burnt up all the synagogues

          of God within the land.

9    Our signs we do not now behold;

          there is not us among

     A prophet more, nor any one

          that knows the time how long.

10   How long, Lord, shall the enemy

          thus in reproach exclaim?

     And shall the adversary thus

          always blaspheme thy name?

11   Thy hand, ev’n thy right hand of might,

          why dost thou thus draw back?

     O from thy bosom pluck it out

          for our deliv’rance sake.

12   For certainly God is my King,

          ev’n from the times of old,

     Working in midst of all the earth

          salvation manifold.

13   The sea, by thy great pow’r, to part

          asunder thou didst make;

     And thou the dragons’ heads, O Lord,

          within the waters brake.

14   The leviathan’s head thou brak’st

          in pieces, and didst give

     Him to be meat unto the folk

          in wilderness that live.

15   Thou clav’st the fountain and the flood,

          which did with streams abound:

     Thou dry’dst the mighty waters up

          unto the very ground.

16   Thine only is the day, O Lord,

          thine also is the night;

     And thou alone prepared hast

          the sun and shining light.

17   By thee the borders of the earth

          were settled ev’ry where:

     The summer and the winter both

          by thee created were.

18   That th’ enemy reproached hath,

          O keep it in record;

     And that the foolish people have

          blasphem’d thy name, O Lord.

19   Unto the multitude do not

          thy turtle’s soul deliver:

     The congregation of thy poor

          do not forget for ever.

20   Unto thy cov’nant have respect;

          for earth’s dark places be

     Full of the habitations

          of horrid cruelty.

21   O let not those that be oppress’d

          return again with shame:

     Let those that poor and needy are

          give praise unto thy name.

22   Do thou, O God, arise and plead

          the cause that is thine own:

     Remember how thou art reproach’d

          still by the foolish one.

23   Do not forget the voice of those

          that are thine enemies:

     Of those the tumult ever grows

          that do against thee rise.

1    In thy great indignation,

          O Lord, rebuke me not;

     Nor on me lay thy chast’ning hand,

          in thy displeasure hot.

2    For in me fast thine arrows stick,

          thine hand doth press me sore:

3    And in my flesh there is no health,

          nor soundness any more.

     This grief I have, because thy wrath

          is forth against me gone;

     And in my bones there is no rest,

          for sin that I have done.

4    Because gone up above mine head

          my great transgressions be;

     And, as a weighty burden, they

          too heavy are for me.

5    My wounds do stink, and are corrupt;

          my folly makes it so.

6    I troubled am, and much bow’d down;

          all day I mourning go.

7    For a disease that loathsome is

          so fills my loins with pain,

     That in my weak and weary flesh

          no soundness doth remain.

8    So feeble and infirm am I,

          and broken am so sore,

     That, through disquiet of my heart,

          I have been made to roar.

9    O Lord, all that I do desire

          is still before thine eye;

     And of my heart the secret groans

          not hidden are from thee.

10   My heart doth pant incessantly,

          my strength doth quite decay;

     As for mine eyes, their wonted light

          is from me gone away.

11   My lovers and my friends do stand

          at distance from my sore;

     And those do stand aloof that were

          kinsmen and kind before.

12   Yea, they that seek my life lay snares:

          who seek to do me wrong

     Speak things mischievous, and deceits

          imagine all day long.

13   But, as one deaf, that heareth not,

          I suffer’d all to pass;

     I as a dumb man did become,

          whose mouth not open’d was:

14   As one that hears not, in whose mouth

          are no reproofs at all.

15   For, Lord, I hope in thee; my God,

          thou’lt hear me when I call.

16   For I said, Hear me, lest they should

          rejoice o’er me with pride;

     And o’er me magnify themselves,

          when as my foot doth slide.

17   For I am near to halt, my grief

          is still before mine eye:

18   For I’ll declare my sin, and grieve

          for mine iniquity.

19   But yet mine en’mies lively are,

          and strong are they beside;

     And they that hate me wrongfully

          are greatly multiply’d.

20   And they for good that render ill,

          as en’mies me withstood;

     Yea, ev’n for this, because that I

          do follow what is good.

21   Forsake me not, O Lord; my God,

          far from me never be.

22   O Lord, thou my salvation art,

          haste to give help to me.

1    For evil-doers fret thou not

          thyself unquietly;

     Nor do thou envy bear to those

          that work iniquity.

2    For, even like unto the grass,

          soon be cut down shall they;

     And, like the green and tender herb,

          they wither shall away.

3    Set thou thy trust upon the Lord,

          and be thou doing good;

     And so thou in the land shalt dwell,

          and verily have food.

4    Delight thyself in God; he’ll give

          thine heart’s desire to thee.

5    Thy way to God commit, him trust,

          it bring to pass shall he.

6    And, like unto the light, he shall

          thy righteousness display;

     And he thy judgment shall bring forth

          like noon-tide of the day.

7    Rest in the Lord, and patiently

          wait for him: do not fret

     For him who, prosp’ring in his way,

          success in sin doth get.

8    Do thou from anger cease, and wrath

          see thou forsake also:

     Fret not thyself in any wise,

          that evil thou should’st do.

9    For those that evil doers are

          shall be cut off and fall:

     But those that wait upon the Lord

          the earth inherit shall.

10   For yet a little while, and then

          the wicked shall not be;

     His place thou shalt consider well,

          but it thou shalt not see.

11   But by inheritance the earth

          the meek ones shall possess:

     They also shall delight themselves

          in an abundant peace.

12   The wicked plots against the just,

          and at him whets his teeth:

13   The Lord shall laugh at him, because

          his day he coming seeth.

14   The wicked have drawn out the sword,

          and bent their bow, to slay

     The poor and needy, and to kill

          men of an upright way.

15   But their own sword, which they have drawn,

          shall enter their own heart:

     Their bows which they have bent shall break,

          and into pieces part.

16   A little that a just man hath

          is more and better far

     Than is the wealth of many such

          as lewd and wicked are.

17   For sinners’ arms shall broken be;

          but God the just sustains.

18   God knows the just man’s days, and still

          their heritage remains.

19   They shall not be asham’d when they

          the evil time do see;

     And when the days of famine are,

          they satisfy’d shall be.

20   But wicked men, and foes of God,

          as fat of lambs, decay;

     They shall consume, yea, into smoke

          they shall consume away.

21   The wicked borrows, but the same

          again he doth not pay;

     Whereas the righteous mercy shews,

          and gives his own away.

22   For such as blessed be of him

          the earth inherit shall;

     And they that cursed are of him

          shall be destroyed all.

23   A good man’s footsteps by the Lord

          are ordered aright;

     And in the way wherein he walks

          he greatly doth delight.

24   Although he fall, yet shall he not

          be cast down utterly;

     Because the Lord with his own hand

          upholds him mightily.

25   I have been young, and now am old,

          yet have I never seen

     The just man left, nor that his seed

          for bread have beggars been.

26   He’s ever merciful, and lends:

          his seed is bless’d therefore.

27   Depart from evil, and do good,

          and dwell for evermore.

28   For God loves judgment, and his saints

          leaves not in any case;

     They are kept ever: but cut off

          shall be the sinner’s race.

29   The just inherit shall the land,

          and ever in it dwell:

30   The just man’s mouth doth wisdom speak;

          his tongue doth judgment tell.

31   In’s heart the law is of his God,

          his steps slide not away.

32   The wicked man doth watch the just,

          and seeketh him to slay.

33   Yet him the Lord will not forsake,

          nor leave him in his hands:

     The righteous will he not condemn,

          when he in judgment stands.

34   Wait on the Lord, and keep his way,

          and thee exalt shall he

     Th’ earth to inherit; when cut off

          the wicked thou shalt see.

35   I saw the wicked great in pow’r,

          spread like a green bay-tree:

36   He pass’d, yea, was not; him I sought,

          but found he could not be.

37   Mark thou the perfect, and behold

          the man of uprightness;

     Because that surely of this man

          the latter end is peace.

38   But those men that transgressors are

          shall be destroy’d together;

     The latter end of wicked men

          shall be cut off for ever.

39   But the salvation of the just

          is from the Lord above;

     He in the time of their distress

          their stay and strength doth prove.

40   The Lord shall help, and them deliver:

          he shall them free and save

     From wicked men; because in him

          their confidence they have.

1    My God, deliver me from those

          that are mine enemies;

     And do thou me defend from those

          that up against me rise.

2    Do thou deliver me from them

          that work iniquity;

     And give me safety from the men

          of bloody cruelty.

3    For, lo, they for my soul lay wait:

          the mighty do combine

     Against me, Lord; not for my fault,

          nor any sin of mine.

4    They run, and, without fault in me,

          themselves do ready make:

     Awake to meet me with thy help;

          and do thou notice take.

5    Awake therefore, Lord God of hosts,

          thou God of Israel,

     To visit heathen all: spare none

          that wickedly rebel.

6    At ev’ning they go to and fro;

          they make great noise and sound,

     Like to a dog, and often walk

          about the city round.

7    Behold, they belch out with their mouth,

          and in their lips are swords:

     For they do say thus, Who is he

          that now doth hear our words?

8    But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them,

          and all the heathen mock.

9    While he’s in pow’r I’ll wait on thee;

          for God is my high rock.

10   He of my mercy that is God

          betimes shall me prevent;

     Upon mine en’mies God shall let

          me see mine heart’s content.

11   Them slay not, lest my folk forget;

          but scatter them abroad

     By thy strong pow’r; and bring them down,

          O thou our shield and God.

12   For their mouth’s sin, and for the words

          that from their lips do fly,

     Let them be taken in their pride;

          because they curse and lie.

13   In wrath consume them, them consume,

          that so they may not be:

     And that in Jacob God doth rule

          to th’ earth’s ends let them see.

14   At ev’ning let thou them return,

          making great noise and sound,

     Like to a dog, and often walk

          about the city round.

15   And let them wander up and down,

          in seeking food to eat;

     And let them grudge when they shall not

          be satisfy’d with meat.

16   But of thy pow’r I’ll sing aloud;

          at morn thy mercy praise:

     For thou to me my refuge wast,

          and tow’r, in troublous days.

17   O God, thou art my strength, I will

          sing praises unto thee;

     For God is my defence, a God

          of mercy unto me.

1    O Lord, thou hast rejected us,

          and scatter’d us abroad;

     Thou justly hast displeased been;

          return to us, O God.

2    The earth to tremble thou hast made;

          therein didst breaches make:

     Do thou thereof the breaches heal,

          because the land doth shake.

3    Unto thy people thou hard things

          hast shew’d, and on them sent;

     And thou hast caused us to drink

          wine of astonishment.

4    And yet a banner thou hast giv’n

          to them who thee do fear;

     That it by them, because of truth,

          displayed may appear.

5    That thy beloved people may

          deliver’d be from thrall,

     Save with the pow’r of thy right hand,

          and hear me when I call.

6    God in his holiness hath spoke;

          herein I will take pleasure:

     Shechem I will divide, and forth

          will Succoth’s valley measure.

7    Gilead I claim as mine by right;

          Manasseh mine shall be;

     Ephraim is of mine head the strength;

          Judah gives laws for me;

8    Moab’s my washing-pot; my shoe

          I’ll over Edom throw;

     And over Palestina’s land

          I will in triumph go.

9    O who is he will bring me to

          the city fortify’d?

     O who is he that to the land

          of Edom will me guide?

10   O God, which hadest us cast off,

          this thing wilt thou not do?

     Ev’n thou, O God, which didest not

          forth with our armies go?

11   Help us from trouble; for the help

          is vain which man supplies.

12   Through God we’ll do great acts; he shall

          tread down our enemies.

1    O God, give ear unto my cry;

          unto my pray’r attend.

2    From th’ utmost corner of the land

          my cry to thee I’ll send.

     What time my heart is overwhelm’d,

          and in perplexity,

     Do thou me lead unto the Rock

          that higher is than I.

3    For thou hast for my refuge been

          a shelter by thy pow’r;

     And for defence against my foes

          thou hast been a strong tow’r.

4    Within thy tabernacle I

          for ever will abide;

     And under covert of thy wings

          with confidence me hide.

5    For thou the vows that I did make,

          O Lord my God, didst hear:

     Thou hast giv’n me the heritage

          of those thy name that fear.

6    A life prolong’d for many days

          thou to the king shalt give;

     Like many generations be

          the years which he shall live.

7    He in God’s presence his abode

          for evermore shall have:

     O do thou truth and mercy both

          prepare, that may him save.

8    And so will I perpetually

          sing praise unto thy name;

     That having made my vows, I may

          each day perform the same.

1    My soul with expectation

          depends on God indeed;

     My strength and my salvation doth

          from him alone proceed.

2    He only my salvation is,

          and my strong rock is he:

     He only is my sure defence;

          much mov’d I shall not be.

3    How long will ye against a man

          plot mischief? ye shall all

     Be slain; ye as a tott’ring fence

          shall be, and bowing wall.

4    They only plot to cast him down

          from his excellency:

     They joy in lies; with mouth they bless,

          but they curse inwardly.

5    My soul, wait thou with patience

          upon thy God alone;

     On him dependeth all my hope

          and expectation.

6    He only my salvation is,

          and my strong rock is he;

     He only is my sure defence:

          I shall not moved be.

7    In God my glory placed is,

          and my salvation sure;

     In God the rock is of my strength,

          my refuge most secure.

8    Ye people, place your confidence

          in him continually;

     Before him pour ye out your heart:

          God is our refuge high.

9    Surely mean men are vanity,

          and great men are a lie;

     In balance laid, they wholly are

          more light than vanity.

10   Trust ye not in oppression,

          in robb’ry be not vain;

     On wealth set not your hearts, when as

          increased is your gain.

11   God hath it spoken once to me,

          yea, this I heard again,

     That power to Almighty God

          alone doth appertain.

12   Yea, mercy also unto thee

          belongs, O Lord, alone:

     For thou according to his work

          rewardest ev’ry one.

1    Lord, thee my God, I’ll early seek:

          my soul doth thirst for thee;

     My flesh longs in a dry parch’d land,

          wherein no waters be:

2    That I thy power may behold,

          and brightness of thy face,

     As I have seen thee heretofore

          within thy holy place.

3    Since better is thy love than life,

          my lips thee praise shall give.

4    I in thy name will lift my hands,

          and bless thee while I live.

5    Ev’n as with marrow and with fat

          my soul shall filled be;

     Then shall my mouth with joyful lips

          sing praises unto thee:

6    When I do thee upon my bed

          remember with delight,

     And when on thee I meditate

          in watches of the night.

7    In shadow of thy wings I’ll joy;

          for thou mine help hast been.

8    My soul thee follows hard; and me

          thy right hand doth sustain.

9    Who seek my soul to spill shall sink

          down to earth’s lowest room.

10   They by the sword shall be cut off,

          and foxes’ prey become.

11   Yet shall the king in God rejoice,

          and each one glory shall

     That swear by him: but stopp’d shall be

          the mouth of liars all.

Psalm 76

1    In Judah’s land God is well known,

          his name’s in Isr’el great:

2    In Salem is his tabernacle,

          in Sion is his seat.

3    There arrows of the bow he brake,

          the shield, the sword, the war.

4    More glorious thou than hills of prey,

          more excellent art far.

5    Those that were stout of heart are spoil’d,

          they slept their sleep outright;

     And none of those their hands did find,

          that were the men of might.

6    When thy rebuke, O Jacob’s God,

          had forth against them past,

     Their horses and their chariots both

          were in a dead sleep cast.

7    Thou, Lord, ev’n thou art he that should

          be fear’d; and who is he

     That may stand up before thy sight,

          if once thou angry be?

8    From heav’n thou judgment caus’d be heard;

          the earth was still with fear,

9    When God to judgment rose, to save

          all meek on earth that were.

10   Surely the very wrath of man

          unto thy praise redounds:

     Thou to the remnant of his wrath

          wilt set restraining bounds.

11   Vow to the Lord your God, and pay:

          all ye that near him be,

     Bring gifts and presents unto him;

          for to be fear’d is he.

12   By him the sp’rits shall be cut off

          of those that princes are:

     Unto the kings that are on earth

          he fearful doth appear.

1    Unto the Lord I with my voice,

          I unto God did cry;

     Ev’n with my voice, and unto me

          his ear he did apply.

2    I in my trouble sought the Lord,

          my sore by night did run,

     And ceased not; my grieved soul

          did consolation shun.

3    I to remembrance God did call,

          yet trouble did remain;

     And overwhelm’d my spirit was,

          whilst I did sore complain.

4    Mine eyes, debarr’d from rest and sleep,

          thou makest still to wake;

     My trouble is so great that I

          unable am to speak.

5    The days of old to mind I call’d,

          and oft did think upon

     The times and ages that are past

          full many years agone.

6    By night my song I call to mind,

          and commune with my heart;

     My sp’rit did carefully enquire

          how I might ease my smart.

7    For ever will the Lord cast off,

          and gracious be no more?

8    For ever is his mercy gone?

          fails his word evermore?

9    Is’t true that to be gracious

          the Lord forgotten hath?

     And that his tender mercies he

          hath shut up in his wrath?

10   Then did I say, That surely this

          is mine infirmity:

     I’ll mind the years of the right hand

          of him that is most High.

11   Yea, I remember will the works

          performed by the Lord:

     The wonders done of old by thee

          I surely will record.

12   I also will of all thy works

          my meditation make;

     And of thy doings to discourse

          great pleasure I will take.

13   O God, thy way most holy is

          within thy sanctuary;

     And what god is so great in pow’r

          as is our God most high?

14   Thou art the God that wonders do’st

          by thy right hand most strong:

     Thy mighty pow’r thou hast declar’d

          the nations among.

15   To thine own people with thine arm

          thou didst redemption bring;

     To Jacob’s sons, and to the tribes

          of Joseph that do spring.

16   The waters, Lord, perceived thee,

          the waters saw thee well;

     And they for fear aside did flee;

          the depths on trembling fell.

17   The clouds in water forth were pour’d,

          sound loudly did the sky;

     And swiftly through the world abroad

          thine arrows fierce did fly.

18   Thy thunder’s voice alongst the heav’n

          a mighty noise did make;

     By lightnings lighten’d was the world,

          th’ earth tremble did and shake.

19   Thy way is in the sea, and in

          the waters great thy path;

     Yet are thy footsteps hid, O Lord;

          none knowledge thereof hath.

20   Thy people thou didst safely lead,

          like to a flock of sheep;

     By Moses’ hand and Aaron’s thou

          didst them conduct and keep.