OH / how blessed is the man / that go­ith not to counsa­il with the vngodlye: nor abydeth not in the waye of the wiked / nether sitteth not downe in the chaier with the peruerse pestelent skorners.

But delyteth in the lawe of the Lorde: and in it / hathe his meditacion daye and night.

This man is lyke the tree plāted by the ryuer syde: whiche yildeth forth her frute in her tyme.

Whose leaues fal not downe: all hir frute plentuously prospereth [Page] But contrarye wyse it cometh vnto the vngodly: for thei be lyke the duste dispersed of the winde.

Wherfore / the synfull vngodlye: maye not lyue in the felowshippe and congregacion of the iuste.

For as the waye of the iuste pleaseth the Lorde: euen so dothe the waye of the vngodly perishe.

SE how the gentils grin­ne? se how the people en­force al in vaine.

The kynges of the worlde runne togither: and the cheif­tens [Page] swarme on heapis agenst the lorde and his anoynted.

Sainge / let vs breke their bondes and cast of their yokis from vs.

But he that dwelleth in heauen derideth them: it is the lorde that sk­orneth them.

In his furiouse wrathe therfore: thus he troubleth and speketh vn­to them.

I shal verely anoint my kynge: o­uer zion my holy hill

I shal enstruck him in the lawe of the lorde: and euen thus do I affirme of him / Thou art my sonne / th­is daye haue I begoten the.

Aske of me / ād I shal geue the the gentils for thyne enheritaunce: & euen the vttermoste coostes of the worlde shall be thy nowne pos­session.

[Page]Whom thou shalt correcke with an yerne staffe: and breke lyke an erthen vessel.

Wherfore ye kynges se that ye be wyse: and receiue disciplyne / O iuges of the erthe.

That ye maye geue the lorde his honour: & serue him ioyously with reuerent feare.

And that ye maye embrase the sonne / lest he beinge wrath / ye perishe for your mischeif.

For his anger shalbe shortly kin­dled: and then / oh how blessed are thei that truste in him.

¶The Title of the Psalme. ¶The songe of Dauid as touchinge the fleinge from his sonne Ab­salon .ii. Reg. xv.xvi. &c.

[Page 4]WHat a multitude are th­ei (oh Lorde) that trouble me? what a mayney make insurreccion agenst me?

What a multitude are thei / that thus saye by me? God wyll neuer helpe nor saue him. No­more he wilSela.

When it is thou lorde that figh­test for me: euen my glory whiche liftest vp my hed.

I crye therfore lowd vnto thel orde: and he hereth me from his ho­ly hil.

And now I laye my selfe downe to slepe: and the lorde sustaynin­ge me / I ryse agene.

I fere not thousandis of the peo­ple / althoughe thei close me in ro­wnd about.

For thou lorde my god shalt ste­pe sorthe to saue me: thou shalt [Page] smyte the chawnes of all my ene­mes and breke to pouldre the tethe of the vngodly.

Helth and saluacion are thyne oh Lorde: power forth therfore thy go­odnes vpon thy peple.

¶The Title of the Psal. 4. Dauids songe adhortatorye playd vpon the musik instruments.

OH god my rightwisnes which herest me cryinge vnto the: & beinge in di­stresse thou settest me fo­rth at large / haue mercy vpon me and here my prayer.

O men mortal / howe longe (my gloriouse maiestye cōtempned) wil [Page 5] ye loue lyes & seke vanite? euer:Sela Whem wyll ye acknowlege that the Lorde delyuerth whom he lo­ueth? the lorde / when I crye vpon him he hereth me.

Trimble for fere and sinne not: be take your selues to swete meditacions yn youre beddys wythe si­lence.

Offre vp the sacrifices of inno­cencye: and truste vnto the Lorde. This multitude was wont to sa­ye / who wil do vs good? whē it is euen thou Lorde / whiche hast ex­pressed the light of thy presence vpon vs.

Wherby thou hast powred a gre­ter gladnes into my hert / then th­ei can haue in all the riche encrese of their wheat and wyne.

[Page]In sauegarde therfore and peace shal I lye downe & slepe: for thou lorde onely geuest me a suer habi­tacion.

¶The Title of the Psalme. ¶Dauid his songe adhortatorye / concerninge the heretages.

HEare my wordis lorde: and vnderstande my thought.

Attende vnto the voy­ce of my cryinge / oh kynge ād my God: For before the I make my supplicacion.

Erly in the morninge here my voice Lorde: for erly dresse I my selfe vnto the in my contemplacion.

[Page 6]For thou arte God / whom no vn­godlynes plesethe: with whō the maligne dwelleth not.

In thy presens the violent abyd­eth not: thou hatest al workers of myscheif.

Thou destroyest lyers: blodye ād fraudelent thou aborrest oh lorde But I / animated with thy many­folde goodnes / am comen vnto thy housse: I adoure in thy holy temple / reuerently feringe the.

Lede me Lorde in thy rightewise­nes defensed from my aduersari­es: and prepare thy waye before me.

For the trwthe is not in their mouthes / they are corrupted within: their throte is an open graue / but with their tongue thei flater.

Dampne them o god / let them fal [Page] at their owne counsails / cast them out for their owne manifolde my­scheif / for they are rebellious ag­enst the.

But contrarye wyse / al men mou­ght reioyse that truste in the: they mought euermore be glad / thou beinge their defender.

Thei mought reioyse all in the: which worship thy name.

For thou lorde art gracious vnto the iuste: and with thy fauour de­fendest him as with a bukler.

¶The Title of the Psal 6. ¶The songe adhortatorye of Dauid playd of the ten stringed instrument.

LOrde / rebuke me not I pr­aye the in thy wrathe: neth­er chastise me not in thyne anger.

Haue mercy on me Lorde / for I am sike: hele me / Lorde / for I am al in despayre.

For euen my soule is greuously tempted: but thou lorde / how lon­ge ceassest?

Tourne the Lorde to delyuer my soule: & saue me for thy goodnes. For amonge the dampned / ther is none that remēber the: in hel who is he (thinkeste thou) that cā prayse the?

I labour in wailinge / I wasshe my bed euery night: and wet my pillowe with my teris.

My syght ys loste withe heuye [Page] moorninge: I am witherd vp a­monge so many myne enymes.

But now ye shall auoyde fro me / o al ye sinneful: for it is the Lorde that hath herde the noyse of my wepinge.

The lorde hath herde me his suppliaunt: the Lorde hath receiued my prayer.

Thei shalbe shamed & sore trou­bled al that are my enemyes: they shalbe turned backe and confounded sodenly.

¶The Title of the Psal. ¶Thindignacion of Dauid / whi­ch he sange vpon the facte of Ch­us the sonne of Iemini.

[Page] LOrde my god / in the do I truste: saue me from al that persecute me / & delyuer me.

Lest they rauessh & tere me in pe­sis lyke a lyō: for ther is none els to delyuer me.

Lorde my god / if I did this thin­ge: if this faute be founde in me:

If I haue hurted them agen that hurted me: If I haue vniustely spoyled myn enemye:

Then let my enemie persuwe me and take me / and trede me downe vnder his fete: ye let hym thruste my glorye in to the dirte. Let him so doSela. Aryse and be borne vp lorde with thy wrath and indignacion agen­ste my aduersaries / and performe that vengeaunce that thou hast promysed.

[Page]That the congregacion of the pe­ple mought be gathered togither: euen for their sakes / yet be thou exalted agene.

Oh lorde the auēger of the peple auēge me accordinge to myne in­nocencye and pure lyuinge.

Leasse (I prayethe) the maligni­te of the vngodly: vndersette the iuste / oh rightwyse god enseer of hertis and raynes.

As for my suernes I referre it to god / of whom I receiue it: whiche preserueth the right in herte.

God thauenger is iuste: god threteneth at al tymes.

If we turne not / lo / he shaketh his swerde: he bendeth his bowe redye to shote.

He recheth him his weapens re­dye to slaye: he heateth his arowe [Page 9] headis the more greuously to wo­unde.

Lo / this aduersarye traueleth gro­ninge forth a monster: for he hath conceiued labourouse affliccion / & wilbe delyuered of a lye.

He hath cutforth and digged vp a dyke: and is fallen into his ow­ne pitte.

For his owne miserable mischeif shal fal into his owne necke / and his heuye miserye shal light vpon his owne head.

I thanke the Lorde for his right­wisnes: and I shal prayse the na­me of the lorde whiche of al is the highest.

¶The Title of the Psal. 8. ¶The songe adhortatorye of Dauid to geue thankys at theyr wy­ne [Page] pressinge or grapes gatheringe

LOrde / oure lorde / how mer­uelous is thy maiestye tho­rowout al the erthe: whiche extolleth thy prayse vnto the starres.

Which prayse and strength with al / thou hast put euen into the mouthes of soukinge infantis: in th­at thou ledest awaye captyue thy enymes and takest vengeance of thy aduersaryes.

When I cōsyder the heuens the worke of thy fingers: the mone and starris whyche thou haste made:

Then thinke I / oh what a creature is man that thou thus remem­berst him? what thinge is mā mortal that thou thus regardest him?

[Page 10]Thou hast made him but lytel inferiour vnto god: thou hast crow­ned him with glory and honour. Thou hast made him Lorde ouer the workes of thy handis: and subdewed al thinges vnto his fete.

Both shepe and al oxen: withe al the beastes of the felde.

Fowlis of the ayer / fisshes of the sea: and what soeuer swymmeth there yn.

Oh lorde / our lorde / how merue­louse is thy gloriouse maiestie thorow out al the erthe.

¶The Title of the Psalme. ¶The songe adhortatorye of Dauid / called the encrease of the sonne

[Page] I Shall prayse the (Oh Lor­de) with al my herte: ād pre­che forth thy meruelouse factis.

I shalbe glad and reioyse in the / magnifyinge thy name ryght hi­ghelye.

Because myne enemye is fled backe: he is fallen ād destroyd by thy power.

For thou hast delyuered me & ge­ue sentence withe me / settinge me at last in my seate royal / oh iuste iuge.

Thou holdest downe the haithen thou destroyest the wicked / & quē chest their name for euer.

Thou takest awaye clene the har­de and sharpe weapēs of our enimys / thou cuttest awaye cytes: [Page 11] that with their fall their name be forgoten.

But the Lorde raigneth euerlast­inge: which hath prepared his se­at roial to obserue equite.

He tempereth the worlde with rightwisnes: and ministreth trwe iugement vnto the peple.

The lorde is a salfe sanctuary to the oppressed / and a refugye in the tyme of distresse.

And for this cause / al that knowe thy name cleaue vnto the: for th­ou forsakest thē not that seke the (oh lorde.

Praise the Lorde which dwelleth in zion: put the peple in mynde of his counsels.

For he holdeth in mynde the blo­de of the oppressed: he enquirethe for it / he forgeteth not their cry [...]ge [Page] Lorde thou art mercifull / and in­tent vnto the trouble done to me of my enemyes: and thou delyue­rest me from the power of deth.

That I might layeforth thy hy­ghe prayse in zion: and reioyse yn thy sauinge helth.

When euen cōtrarye / the heithen be drowned in their owne misch­eif / which thei inuented: and their fete taken in their owne nette wh­ich thei haue bente.

The lorde maketh his iugement knowne: in that he trappeth the synner taken in his owne snare. So he doth.Sela. Oh / prayse worthy perpe­tuall.

The vngodly go their waye vnto hel / & all heithen that forget god. But the poore adflicte shal neuer be fo [...]goten: nether shall the expe­ctacion [Page 12] of these poore forsaken be frustrate.

Aryse lorde that this man preuayle not: let these haithen be condempned before the.

Smyte them with soden feare / th­at thei might knowe them selues to be but men mortal. So do.Selah.

Psal. x. after the Hebrws

HOw now happeneth it oh lorde that thou art gone away so farre frō vs? wilt thou be hid in tyme of anxte ād affliccion?

The poore perissheth at the wea­ly pryde of the vngodly: Oh wol­de god thei were once taken in th­eir owne conspyrisons which thei so craftely conspire.

The vngodly maketh a gaude at [Page] the fulfillinge of his mischeuous entent: the thefe and he that blas­phemeth the lorde are praysed.

This vngodlye is so proude that he regardeth nether his thefte nor blasphemy: for in all his mysche­uous deuyses / he thinketh not on­ce of god.

Al his wayes at all tyme are pro­phane / thy iugementes are taken out of his sight / all his enemyes he contempneth.

For euē thus hath he determined withe him selfe: I wyll passe ouer no tyme without malyce and my­scheif.

His execrable mouth is ful of cursinge / fr [...]ude & desaite: vnder hys tongue there sitteth miserable af­fliccion and heuey miserye.

He laith awayte euer wyth oute [Page 13] for londe and towne / he hunteth preuely to slaye the innocent / his eyes are set faste vppon the goers fore bye.

He layeth awayte bente lyke a lyō at the mouthe of his denne / he wa­ytethe to robbe the poore / to souke him vp drawne into his nette.

He smyteth him / he maketh hym ful feble and weake: & casteth do­wne with his tyrannye the goers forebye.

For thus thinketh he: god know­eth it not / for he tourneth awaye his face and wil neuer se it.

But Lorde god therfore aryse: str­etche forth thy hande / and forget not these poore oppressed.

Wherfore shal the vngodly con­tempne god: & thinke in his herte that thou carest not / nor regardest [Page] not our affliccion?

Se therfore and loke vpon it: for thou art he that consyderest oure heuye and sorowful affliccion

Our enemyes with our greuous iniurye mought be taken vp into thy hande: vnto thy soucour is lefte the poore sely forsaken / thou helpest the soucourlesse.

Breke the strength of the malici­ouse vngodlye: that he myght pe­risshe togither with his owne vn­godlynes.

It is the lorde that abydeth kyn­ge for euer: when al heithen peris­she frome out of the erthe.

Here (Lorde) the desyer of the po­re afflicte: geue eare vnto their brestes.

Auenge the pore sely forsaken: le­ste this mortal man here after be [Page 14] so bolde as thus cruellye agen to oppresse him.

¶The Title of the Psal. ¶The exhortacion of Dauid.

My cōfidence is in the lorde. How then now shal ye saye vnto me / get the hence anon swyftlyer then the byrde into the hilles?

For lo / the vngodlye bende their bowe and set their arows theryn preuely to smyte the pure in herte Vtterly to destroye them: ād who ther shal the iuste turne him selfe to go?

The lorde that is in his holy tem­ple: [Page] the lorde whose seat royall is in heuen loketh vpon this: he ser­cheth and beholdeth narowly the sonnes of men.

The lorde beholdeth the rightu­ouse / but the sinful vngodly he vtterly hateth.

He rayneth snaris vpon sinners: fyer / brimstone / storme and tempe­ste are the cuppe that he geuethe them to drinke.

For the rightwyse Lorde louethe rightwisnes: his chere is intente and geuen to equite.

¶The Title of the Psal. 12. ¶The songe of Dauid adhortatorye to be sunge at the musik instrument.

LOrde helpe: for holy­nes is lost: faithfulnes is gone from the chyl­derne of men.

Thei be but vayne lyes that one [...]elleth another: it is but flaterye & [...]lauerye speche that euery herte [...]magineth.

The lorde mought cut al these fl­ateringe tongues out of their pr­oude mouthes:

Which saye / let vs stablyssh with [...]utorite oure owne tōgues: let vs steke to our owne lippes: and then who shalbe lordis ouer vs?

For the calamite of the oppressed [...]nd wailinge of the poore / I will [Page] aryse saith the lorde / I shal resto­re him to helthe and renyue him. The speches of the Lorde are pu­re speches / purified ād purged by fyer from the erthe / melted & tryed vnto the vttermost.

Thou Lorde therfore holde them from vs: kepe vs for euer frō this kinde of men.

For al are ful of the vngodly / wh­ere vanite is exalted amonge the children of men.

¶The Title of the Psal. 13. ¶ The songe of Dauid adhorta­torye.

[Page 16] HOwe longe wilt thou forget me (lorde? wilte thou forget me for e­uer? howe longe wilt thou hyd thy face from me?

How longe shall I reuolue thou­ghtis in my mynde? howe longe shal this laborouse heuynes waaste my herte? how longe shal this enemye be exalted ouer me?

Beholde and helpe lorde god: illumine my eyes / lest I slepe in deth. And let not myne enemye saye / I preuailed agenst him: lest if I be moued from my place / my troubl­ouse aduersaries reioyse.

For I wil cleue vnto thy mercia­ble goodnes / my herte hoppeth for ioye at the comynge of thy sa­uinge helthe / that I might prayse the when thou hast geuen it me.

¶The Title of the Psal. 14. ¶An exhortatorye songe of Da­uyd.

THe vayne folysshe thin­ke in theire hertis / that god is not god: they fo­lowe corrupte and exe­crable studyes / there is none that dothe good.

When the Lorde shulde loke for­th from heuen vpon the children of men to see whether there were eny that vnderstode or regarded God:

He sawe that all were gone frome [Page 17] him / al alyke togither were corru­pted / ther was none that did good no not won.

Haue thei vnderstandinge which are al geuē vnto mischeif? which deuoure my peple lyke meat? yea / which cal not vpon the lorde?

Then therfore shall thei tremble: when god standinge on the iuste mennis syde / shal saye vnto them. ye made but a mocke at the coun­sayl of the pore: but yet is the lor­de his hope.

Who shal geue Israel his sauin­ge helthe frō zion? When the Lorde shall bringe home agen his peple: Iacob shal reioyse and Israel shalbe right glad

¶The Title of the Psal. 15. ¶The songe of Dauid.

LOrde who maye dwell in thy tabernacle? who maye continwe in thy holy hyll?

Euen he that lyueth innocently / doinge that at iuste is / whose her­te is euer in meditacion vpon the trwthe.

He that deceiueth not nor hurte­th with his tongue / nether dothe none euyl to his neghbour / nor re­uileth not his felowe.

But setteth naught by the vngodly / and hath them in pryce that fe­re the lorde: which kepeth his oth ād promyse with his neighboure. And lendeth not his money for a vauntage: nether receyueth gyfte agenst the innocent.

[Page 18]He that doth these thinges / aby­deth & dwelleth there stil for euer

¶The Title of the Psal. 16. ¶Dauids delicat and swete prayes

BEpe me (oh God) for in the do I truste. I confes­se vnto the lorde / saynge thou arte my Lorde / my goodis a­re nothing for the.

I gaue my selfe therfore somety­me to helpe the saynts / which are vpon the erth.

But whē their aduersite with in­commodities begane to growe / th­ey went backe.

[Page]I shall not offer vp none of their blodye drinke offeraunces / nether yet once take the names of them into my lippes.

For the lorde is the porcion of my heretage and my cuppe: thou hol­dest vp my lotte.

My lotte fill vpon a fayer place / and my heretage pleaseth me wel I thanke the lorde for his monicion: for euen by night my conscien­ce correcketh me.

I loke vppe euermore beholdinge the Lorde present at myn eyes / for euen at my right hande is he pre­sent / lest I shulde slyde.

Wherfore my herte ioythe & my greatnes reioyseth / that my fles­she at laste maye reste suerlye.

For thou wilt not leue me in my graue: nor suffere thi dere beloued [Page 19] holy one to be corrupted.

But thou shalt shewe me the pa­the of lyfe / thou shalt make me gl­ad with thy presence / for there is perpetuall ioye in thy power.

¶The Title of the Psal. 17. ¶The prayer of Dauid.

HEre (lorde) myne innocencye / attende vnto my cry­inge: geue eare vnto my vnfayned prayer spokē withe all my herte.

Let thy iugement declare myne innocencye: let thy eyes beholde e­quite.

Proue my herte / and serche it by [Page] night / trye me withe fier / and yet shalt thou not finde me a dissem­bler: for I decreed withe my selfe not to offende / no not in worde

I tempered me frome the workes of m [...]n / and from the ways of the peruerse: for the worde of thy lip­pes.

kepe my stepis within thy pathes leste my fete turne into any con­trary waye.

For I crye vnto the (oh God) for soucoure: geue eare to me and he­re my wordes.

Assigne me thy wonderfull mer­cyes / thou which with thy right hāde kepest the faithful from th­eir aduersaries.

kepe me as one wolde kepe the apple of his eye: hyde me vnder the shadewe of thy winges.

[Page 20]From the vngodly which trouble me / euen fro my enemyes whych close yn my lyfe.

Which with their riches tyran­nously oppresse: & with their mouthes crye out proudlye.

Thei laye awayte at our fete: tur­ninge downe their eyes to the erth Thei ar lyke the hōgry lyō gredy of his proye: euen the yonge lyon layd bente in his preuye denne.

Aryse lorde / and preuent him / cast him downe grouelinge / and rede­me me from the vngodly with thi swerde.

Delyuer me by thy power frō the mortal / euen from the men of this worlde / which in this lyfe enioye their parte.

For euen thou out of thy store house fillest their bellies / that when [Page] thei be satisfied with children / th­ei maye yet leue the reste of their goodis to their infants.

But I / when I shall apere before the in my innocencye / shalbe satisfyed: I shalbe wel filled when thi glorye shalbe declared in the daye of apperaunce.

¶The Title of the Psal. 18 ¶The songe adhortatorye of Dauid the seruaunt of the Lorde / w­hiche sunge this songe vnto hym when he delyuered him both from the power of Saul and also frome al his enemyes.

[Page 21] I Shall loue the (oh Lorde) my strength / lorde thou ar­te my ferme rocke / my bul­warke / ād my refugie. My god / my defense vnto whom I cleaue. My buckler / my mighty sa­uinge helth / and my saynctuarye. When I prayse and loaue the lorde: then am I salfe frome myne e­nemyes.

Bondis of dethe compassed me a­bout / the roringe flowdis of Beli­al swelled vp agenste me.

The snares of hel closed me in: in the nettis of deth was I masshed But yet beinge in theis distresses I called vpon and worshiped the Lorde / and cryed vnto my god.

And he herde my voice / euen from his holye hill.

And as sone as my cryinge came [Page] vnto his earis: the erthe trembled and shoke / the foundacions of the hilles staggarde & were smyten togither: for it was he that was wr­athe.

Fume ascended out of his nostrelles / and deuoueringe fyer out of his mouth / so that coles were kindled there at.

He made the heuēs to stowpe whyle he came downe / hauinge a der­ke cloude vnder his fete.

He was caried vpon the Cherub­ims / and did flee / he came fleinge with the winges of the winde.

He closed him self in derknes sit­tinge therein as in his tabernacle he was hid in blacke waters euen in clowdes ful of rayne.

But at the brightnes of his lokingeforth: clowdes proceded / hayle [Page 22] and fyerye beames.

And then the Lorde thondred fro­me aboue / and the most highe god sent forth his noyse: here feldown haile and boltis of fier.

He shet forth and scatred his dar­tes / he smote forth mightely mich lighteninge ouer al.

The veynes of springes were opē ned / the foundacions of the rounde erth were layd wyde opē at thy chydinge / Oh lorde / they laye na­ked at thy breth ād stomak of thy wrathe.

Then he did put downe his han­de frome an highe and toke me vp quickly: ād drewe me forth of the vehement waters.

He delyuered me frome the violē ­ce of my enemyes / and my haters which had ouercome me.

[Page]Whiche had taken their plesure vpon me in tyme of my aduersite: but it was the Lorde that helped me:

And led me forth at large / he delyuered me / because he had chosen me.

The lorde gaue me after my innocencye / and rewarded me accordinge to my pure lyuinge.

For I did diligently waite vpon the wayes of the lorde / nether did I fle from my god vnto any wo­ther.

For I holde faste al his lawes before myne eyes / nether do I thru­ste his ordinances frome me.

I order my selfe perfaitly and purely towarde him / and I take go­od heed leste I fal into any sinne.

The Lorde mought rewarde me [Page 23] after my innocencye and pure ly­uinge / for his benigne liberalite.

With the holye man thou art ho­lye / and pure with the pure.

With the electe thou arte chosen: and with peruerse thou doist fro­wardelye.

For thou sauest the pore oppres­sed: and layst ful lowe the highe lokes of the proude.

Thou lightest my candle / Lorde my god: thou dispellest my derke­nes with thy light.

Thou beinge my goyd / I breake thorowe the hole raye in batayle: thorowe thy helpe / my god / I lea­pe the wallis.

The waye of the lorde is immaculate / the speche of the Lorde is pure: he is the shilde to al that truste in him.

[Page]For who is it that is god but the lorde? or who is it that is almightye besyds our god?

It is God that girdeth me withe strength / it is he that kepeth my waye pure and good.

Which maketh my fete as swifte as are the fete of an herte: & sette­th me vp in an highe place.

Which enstructeth my hādis vnto batail: and techeth my armes to breke bowes of stele.

Thou stretchest forth for my de­fence thy sauinge buckler / withe thy righthande thou sustayneste me / and encreasest me with thy iē ­tle familiarite.

Thou spredist my waye vnder me / lest my helis slyde awaye

I folowe vpon myne enemyes ād take them: neuer tourninge again [Page 24] vntil thei be al slayne.

I smyte them downe / so that they rise not agē: thei fal vnder my fete Thou girdeste me withe strength vnto batell: and throest them downe vnder me which ryse agēst me Thou (myne enemyes backes turned) settest me in their neckis / th­ou scaterest my enemyes al awaye Thei called vpon / but none herde them: euen vpon the lorde thei called / but he helped them not.

But I beit them as smal as dust scatred with the wide / & made no more of them then of the dirte in the streatis.

Thou delyuerst me frō the cōtēciouse peple: ād settest me to be the head ouer the gētils / a naciō whi­ch I knew not / & yet thei serue me As sone as thei herd me thei obayd [Page] me: but my nowne knowne peple fal fro me.

Thei aborred and yrked the kno­wlege of me: they swarued awaye frome their wonte pathe.

The Lorde lyueth / and blessed be he euen my very rocke of stone / God be exalted and praysed whiche is my sauinge helthe.

Euen god whiche geueth me po­wer to auenge me / and casteth th­is peple vnder my fete.

It is he that delyuereth me from my enymye / he geueth me victorie vpon them that ryse agenst me / sauinge me from euery euell.

Wherfore I shal prayse the amō ge the gentils oh lorde: and I shal magnifie thy name.

Which enrichest thy kynge with miche helthe / thou endewest Da­uid [Page 25] thy anoynted with grete bene­fits / and his sead also for euer.

¶The Title of the Psalme. 19. ¶The songe of Dauid adhorta­torie.

THe heuens declare the almightye maiestye off god / and the firmament sheweth forth the wor­ke of his handis.

Euery daye precheth the same: & euery night layeth forth the same also vnto our knowlege.

There is nether speche nor tōgue but amonge them are the voyces of these al herde.

Into al the worlde goethforth the [Page] speche of them / and their wordis vnto the worldis ende.

He hath set in them a tabernacle for the sonne: whēce he procedeth like a bridegrome out of his chā ­bre / and lyke a geaunt he dresseth him selfe to peruse his coursse:

Frome the one syde of the heuens he goth forth myghtely to the to­ther: and there is noman that ma­ye hyde him from his heat.

And euen so is the lawe of the lorde perfayt / restoringe the mynde / the testimonye of the lorde is true techinge children wysedom.

The chastisinges of the lorde are right / makinge glad the herte: the precepte of the lorde is pure / illu­mininge the eyes.

The fere of the lorde is cleane ād ferme for euer / the iugementes of [Page 26] [...]he lorde are egal and iuste.

More pleasaunt thē golde or any [...]reciouse stone: and sweter then e­ [...]her honey or the honey combe.

Which / who so is thy seruant / he [...]epeth them: for in kepinge them here foloweth grete rewarde.

Who taketh hede vnto his fau­ [...]s? absolue me from those sinnes [...]hich I knowe not:

And also from them which I ha­ue boldely cōmitted that thei ha­ue no dominion ouer me / for so sh­al I be pourged and absolued frō [...] ful grete sinne.

Let the wordis of my mouth ple­ [...]se the: let the meditacion of my [...]erte be accept vnto the / oh Lorde [...]y rocke and my redemer.

¶The Title of the Psalme. 20. [Page] ¶Dauidis songe adhortatorye.

The lorde shal here the in tharticle of thy distresse the maiestye of the God of Iacob shall defendethe.

He shal sende the helpe from the holy place: and from zion he shall defende the.

He shal remember al thy sacrifice and accepte thy brent offeraunce. So he shalSelah.

He shal geue the thy hertis desy [...] and accomplesshe thy mynde.

We shal reioyse in thy helthe ād triumphe gloriously vpon the maiestye of our god / for the lorde shal [Page 27] graunt the al thy peticions.

Now know I that the lorde will preserue his anointed: the Lorde wil bringe him helpe from his holy heuen with the sauinge power of his righthande.

Some truste in chariets and some in their horses: but we wil remember the name of the lorde our god. Thei shal fal grouelinge whē we shal aryse and stande vpright.

Saue vs lorde / helpe vs oh kynge when we cal vpon the.

¶The Title of the Psal. 21 ¶Dauidis songe adhortatorye.

[Page] LOrde / se how the kynge re­ioyseth in thy strength? ho­we excedinge glad is he of thy victoriouse helpe?

Thou haste geuen him the desier of his owne herte: and graunted him the peticions of his lyppes. So thou hasteSelah.

Thou hast preuented him withe thy benigne liberalite: ād hast set the golden crowne vppon hys head.

He asked lyfe of the / and thou gauest him longe lyfe / ye a perpetu­al lyfe.

Hts glorye excedeth / but yet thr­ough thy helpe: honour and clea [...] fame hast thou layd vpon him.

And thou shalt also endewe hym with perpetual felicite / and make him glad wythe thy ioyouse presence.

[Page 28]For the kynge trusteth in the lor­de / and in the goodnes of the most hygheste: wherfore he can not slyde.

Let all thy enimyes fele thy pow­er / all thy aduersaries mought haue experience of thy righthande. Set fyer on them as it were in an oouen in the tyme of thy indigna­cion: Lorde let the fyer deuower and swelowe them vppe in thy wrathe.

Destroye their ysswe out of the erthe: and pluck their progenie out of the sorte of men.

For they enforce myscheif agenst the: thei conceayue shrewd couns­ails which thei maye not bringe to passe.

[Page]But thou shalt turne them into flyght: and withe thy bowe smyte them in their faces.

Be thou exalted (lorde) in thy nowne strength / that we maye pray­se and preche thy power.

¶The Title of the Psalme. ¶Dauidis songe adhortatorye cō cerninge the hynde erely chased.

[Page 29] My God / my god: wher­fore hast thou forsaken me? the wordes of my oute cryinge are ful farre from helthe.

I cal vpon the / the hole daye Oh my god / and yet thou herist not: ye I ceasse not cryinge the hole ny­ghte.

Verely thou art he that dwelleste in the holye temple / oh the glorye of Israel: thou wast the hope off oure fathers / in the thei trusted / ād thou delyuerdst them.

Vnto the thei cryed and were delyuered / in the thei trusted and we­re not confounded.

But I am a worme and nomore a man / a fable / a iestinge stoke for men / a vyle abiecte in ignominye of the comen peple.

[Page]Al that se me contempne me / they wryue their lippes at me / ād nod­de their headis. (Saynge).

He trusted in the Lorde / let him redeme him / let him delyuer him yf he loue him.

But thou receyuedst me cominge forth euen of my mothers wom­be: and wast my hope euen at my mothers brestis.

Into thy lappe was I layd from my birthe / as sone as I was bor­ne thou wast and art my god.

Go not therfore fro me / this my perellous anxte beinge now pre­sent: for I haue no man to helpe. Many fyerce bull is cloose me ab­out / ye grete far steris compasse me yn.

They gape vpon me withe theyr mouthes: euen as roringe ram­paunt [Page 30] lyons.

But I was powerd forth like water / my bones shaken out of ioynt and my herte in the myddis of me melted awaye lyke waxe.

My strengthe was dryed vp lyke a potsherde / my tongue cleued to my chaues / for thou hast brought me vnto the deade dust.

ye there were yet very dogges cō ­passinge me aboute: euē the coun­sail of the most myscheuouse dig­ginge and breakinge my handis & fete ful cruelly.

All my bones racked / were layd open to be tolde of al that loked v­pon me.

Thei diuide my cote emonge thē selues: and caste lottis for my garment.

Thou Lorde therfore tarye not [Page] thou art my strength / haste the to helpe me.

Delyuer my lyfe from the swerde and my only dere soule frome the­se doggis.

Saue me from the open mouthes of these lyons / delyuer me frō the hornes of these vnicornes.

And I shal declare thy gloriouse maiestye vnto my brethern / euen in the middes of the congregaciō shal I prayse the.

ye that fere the lorde prayse hym / thou the hole sead of Iacob mag­nifie him: ād thou that art the po­pulose sead of Israell reuerence him.

For he despisethe not / nor turneth not away his face frome the pore afflicte / nether hideth he his face from him / but he hereth him whē [Page 31] he cryeth.

I shal preche prayse of the before the hole congregacion / and paye my vowes before them that fe­re the.

The lowely shal ete and be satis­fied / thei shal prayse the Lorde ād seke him / thei mought lyue for e­uer.

They shal be conuerted vnto the lorde and al the coostis of the erth shal preche him / and al the kynre­des of the gentils shal fal downe before him.

For the kingdome of the gentils is the lordis / and he shalbe lorde ouer them.

And al the riche of the erthe shall ete and worship him / thei shal bo­we their knees before him / and al men shal go downe to the groun­de [Page] / orels their soule shal not lyue. This sead shal serue him / & shal singe praise vnto the Lorde for euer.

Thei shal come and shewethe for me of his rightwysmaking / vnto the gentyls yet to be borne / whō the Lorde shal create.

¶The Title of the Psalme .23. ¶The songe of Dauid.

THe Lorde fedeth me: wherfore I can want nothinge. He [...]ettith me in a goodly lusty pasture: and retcheth me for the vnto swete still runninge waters.

[Page 32]He refressheth my soule / and directeth me in the right waye / for his names sake.

For albe it I shulde go vnto the valye of the dedely shadewe / yet fere I none euyll / for thou art with me: ye thy staffe and shepe­hoke ar my counforte.

Thou spredest me a table in the presence of my aduersaryes / thou sowplest my head with oyntmēt and fillest my cuppe.

Thy goodnes therfore & thy benigne mercye ar with me through all my lyfe that I myght dwell in thy house for euer.

¶ The title of the Psal. 24. ¶The songe of Dauid.

THe erthe and whatsoe­uer is in it / is the lordis: bothe the rounde worlde and thinhabiters th­ereof.

For he hath layd her foundacion vpon the seas / ād set her fast vpō the flowdis.

Who then maye ascende into the hill of the lorde? or who maye abyde stil in his holy place?

An innocent in his dedis and pu­re in herte: whiche extoll [...]th not his mynde vnto vayne hope / ne­ther swereth not to deceyue.

This man shalbe lyberally ende­wed of the Lorde: receyuinge rig­htwisnes of god his sauiour.

This is the generacion that get­teth [Page 33] him: it is Iacob that findeth thy presence. Sela. So it is

Open youre gates o ye princes / & let these euerlastinge gatis be opened that the grete kynge myghte enter yn.

Who is this grete kynge? the stronge and mighty Lorde / euen the lorde that stronge warryer.

Open your gates o princes / & let these euerlastinge gatis be nomo­re shut / that the grete kynge myg­ht enter in:

Who is this grete kinge? it is the lorde of powers / that is this grete kinge. So he is.Sela.

¶The Title of the Psal. 25 ¶The songe of Dauid.

[Page] VNto the (oh Lorde) do I lyftvp my mynde.

In the (oh my god) do I truste: let me not (I beseche the) be shamed / nether let my­ne enemyes runne vpon me.

For as many as truste in the are not shamed: but thei be shamed that are vayne transgressours.

Thy wayes lorde shewe thou me and thy pathes teche me.

Induce and teche me thy trouthe for thou arte my god and my hel­the / in the do I truste at all ty­mes.

Remember thy mercy and good­nes: which thou of euer vseste.

But the synnes and trespases of my yougth remember them not / but for thy benignite ād goodnes remember me oh lorde.

[Page 34]Ful good and iuste is the lorde / & therfore he reduceth sinners into the waye.

He ledeth the homble and mylde / as it behoueth with discrecion / ād the afflicte he techeth his waye.

All the wayes of the lorde ar mercy and faithfulnes / vnto them that kepe promyse [...]n [...]o couenaunt with him.

For thy names sake Lorde haue mercye on my sinne / oh lorde / for it is grete.

Who so fereth the lorde / him he directeth in that waye whiche is vnto him acceptable.

His soule shal haue the fruiciō of al goodnes: and his posterite shal possesse the londe.

The lorde techeth his secretes ād his couenaunt vnto the [...] that [Page] fere him.

My eyes are euer intēte vnto the lorde: for he plucketh my fete out of the ne [...]e.

Turne vnto me Lorde and haue mercy on me: for I am forsaken & sorowful.

The ang [...]ysshe of my sorowfull hert encreseth: lede me forth ther­fore of my distresse.

Beholde [...]y affliccion and heuy ladour: and take awaye al my sinnes.

Consyder my en [...]myes for thei be ful many: ād they persewe me with a myscheuous hate.

kepe my soule and delyuer me / let me not I beseche the be shamed / for I truste in the.

Let pu [...]enes and equite preserue m [...]: f [...]r in the do I truste.

[Page 35]Redeme Israel (oh god) lose hym from all his anxte and distresse.

¶The Title of the Psal. 26. ¶The Psalme of Dauid.

DElyuer me (lorde) in iuge­ment / for I walke innocētly: in the (oh lorde) do I truste / and wauer not.

Proue and serche me oh lorde / se­eth and trye out my raynes & my herte.

For thy merciable goodnes do I holde before my eyes: and in thy trowthe do I walke.

I dwel not with vayne men: net­her go I yn vnto these ydle and [Page] craftye deceyuers.

I hate the chirche of the mysche­uous maligne / nether sitte I amō ge these vngodlye.

I wasshe my handis with inno­cencye / and so go I (oh lorde) vnto thy altare.

To preche forth with a lowde voyce thy prayse / and to shewe forth al thy meruellouse workis.

I loue (oh lorde) the habitacle off thy howse: ād the place where thy glorye dwelleth.

Ioyne thou not my soule with sinners / nether my lyfe withe these blodye men.

In whose handis myscheife is founde / their right hande is full off brybes.

I verely walke innocently: rede­me me and haue mercy on me.

[Page 36]My fote standeth faste in the rig­hte. In the myddes of the congregacions I shal loaue the lorde.

¶The Title of the Psal. 27. ¶ The Psalme of Dauid.

THe Lorde is my light & my helthe: whome then shal I feare? the lorde is the strength of my lyfe / of whom then shal I be afrayde? Whyle ther comeforth agēst me the maligne myscheuouse / and e­uen my enemyes to deuower me hole / lo thei fal downe al to smitē Whē their tētis ar pitched agēst me / yet I fere not: whē thei be incē sed to batail agēst me / then am I most suer.

[Page]For one thinge I desyer of the Lorde / one thinge do I seke / euen to dwell in the house of the Lorde for euer / that I might se the maiestye royall of the Lorde and beholde his temple.

For he hath hyd me in a perel­louse tyme / he did hyd me in the secrete place of his tabernacle / & lifted me vp into a rocke of stōne. And at laste he gaue me victorye ouer my enemyes whiche had cō ­passed me aboute.

Wherfore I offer in his tabernacle thofferaunce of thankis geuinge / I prayse and synge vnto the Lorde.

Here (oh Lorde) my voice wher­with I call vpon the / haue mercy on me / and helpe me.

My hert acknowlegeth the / my [Page 37] countenance seketh the / Lorde I desyer thy face.

Hyd not thy face fro me / repell not thy seruant in thy wrathe.

Thou art my strength / leue me not / nether forsake me oh God my sauiour.

For my father and my mother haue forsaken me: but yet the Lorde shal take me vp to nouresshe.

Teche me (lorde) thy waye / and lede me in a right pathe from my a waite layers.

Let not my enimes take their ple­sure vpō me / for periured witnesses ar rysen vp agenst me image­ning a mischeif for me.

But this thinge is my counfort: I am suer to se the benigne goodnes of the Lorde in the londe of the lyuinge.

[Page]Truste thou therfore in the lorde (who so euer thou be) for it is he that shal counfort and strengthē thy hert: se therfore thou truste in the lorde.

¶The Title of the Psal. 28 ¶The Psalme of Dauid.

VNto the (oh lorde my roc­ke) do I crye: repel me not I beseche the / frust­rat not my hope / lest I be lyke mē descendinge into their graues.

Here the voice of thy suppliaun [...] criynge vpon the: which lyft vp my handis towerde thy holy tem­ple.

Repute me not I beseche the emō ge [Page 38] the vngodly or the myscheuo­us / spekinge frendly to their ney­ghbour / but myscheuously thin­kinge in their hertis.

Rewarde them accordinge to th­eir myscheif and maliciouse thou­ghtes: geue them after their dea­des / requite thē as thei be worthy Euen as thei regarde not the lor­de through the workis made wi­th his hande: so let him destroye them neuer to be restored.

I thanke the lorde for he hath he [...] de the voyce of his suppliaunt The lorde is my strength & shilde vnto him my herte cleueth / of him fele I helpe / and therfore my herte reioyseth magnifyinge him with my songe.

The lorde is oure strength: he is the sauinge power of his anoyn­ted.

[Page]Saue thou therfore thy peple / be mercyfull and good vnto thy heretage: fede and beare them vp con­tinually and euer.

¶The Title of the Psalme. 29. ¶The songe of Dauid.

GEue ye vnto the lorde / o ye mighty princes: geue him (I saye) his glorye and the prayse of his power.

Acknowlege this name of the lorde to be omnipotent: worship the holy maiestie of the lorde.

For it is the lorde that by his onely cōmaundement ruleth the wa­ters: god almyghty prepareth the [Page 39] thonder / the Lorde commaundeth the seas.

The voice of the lorde taketh effecte / the voice of the lorde is ful of maiestye.

At the lordis biddinge the Cedre trees be al to broken / ye the Lorde verely wyl breke euen the Cedre trees of Lybani.

He shal trede downe the mount Libanum lyke a stronge bull: and Saron lyke a vnicorne.

The commaundement of the lor­de scatereth forth flames of fyer. The voyce of the Lorde makethe the deserte to tremble / he shaketh euen the deserte of Cades.

The voice of the Lorde makethe the hartes and hyndes sycke / and maketh naked euen the thick wo­dis.

[Page]In his temple therfore / euery mā speketh his glorie.

The Lorde ceasseth the dil [...]ye: the lorde obteineth stil his euerlastinge kingdom.

The lorde geueth strength to his peple with goodnes and peace

¶The Title of the Psalme. 30 ¶Dauids songe of thankis geuinge for the foundacion and reasin­ge vp of his house.

WIth highe prayses (oh lorde) shal I extol the / for th­at thou hast taken me vp to preserue me: nether haste thou suffred my enimies to triumphe [Page 40] ouer me.

Lorde my god / vnto the haue I c [...] yed: and thou hast healed me.

Lorde thou hast called me agene fro my graue / thou hast restored my soule from goynge▪ downe in­to the pitte.

Singe ye vnto the lorde / you that be his sayntis / geue thākis in the holy remembraunce of him.

For whyle he is wrathe for a ly­tel space / through his fauour yet geueth he lyfe: althoughe the eue­ninge be turned into wepinge / yet is gladnes restored in the morn­inge.

Verely / when I sayde in my flo­wers: I shall neuer fall nor suffer hurt.

(For thou Lorde of thy goodnes hadst geuen strengthe vnto my [Page] hil) anon as thou hadst hyden thy face I was troubled.

But here / vnto the / oh lorde I cryed: vnto the my lorde made I my prayer.

What (I saye) profiteth my blo­de if I be corrupte? shal my duste magnifye the? shall it prayse thy trowthe?

Heare me therfore lorde and haue mercye on me: Oh Lorde helpe me.

Then thou turnedest my moorn­ynge into ioye / thou vnlacedest my sake and gyrdedste me wythe gladnes.

Wherfore thy glorye shal be son­gē incessantly: for I / lorde my god shal magnifie the for euer.

¶The Title of the Psal. 31. [Page 41] ¶Dauids songe adhortatorye.

IN the (oh lorde) do I truste let me neuer I beseche the be shamed / but for thy mercyes sake delyuer me.

Bowe downe thy eare vnto me / spede the to delyuer me / be my str­onge rocke / and wel defenced house wheryn thou wilt saue me.

For thou arte my stonney rocke & my castel: for thy names sake therfore be my goyd and nourysshe me.

Lede me forth of the nette which thei haue hyd for me: for thou art my defender.

Into thy handis I commēde my [Page] spirit: redeme me / Lorde god whi­ch art so trwe.

For I hate them that embrase vanite: but in the (Oh Lorde) do I truste.

I shal be glad and reioyse in thy mercy: for thou wilt loke vpō my adfliccion when thou espieste my soule in distresse.

Nether wilt thou yild it into the power of my aduersarye / but wilt set my fete at large.

Haue mercy vpon me (lorde) for I am in trouble: my eyes rimple ād waxe dimme for heuynes / my sou­le / my bellye.

My lyfe is consumed with soro­we / and my yearis in sighinge: my strength is fallen awaye in cala­mite / and my bones are consu­med.

[Page 42]I was obprobriously defamed of al my enimyes: vnto my neighb­ours and siche as knewe me I w­as grete fear. Who so sawe m [...] thei fled out awaye fro me.

Out of mynde I fyl forgoten as [...] dead man: I was gone lyke a [...]rye broken potsherde.

For my selfe herde the obloquye / [...]nd threatis of the multitude ga­ [...]hered about me: thei consented al agenst me / thei conspired to take awaye my lyfe.

But in the (oh lorde) do I truste / and I saye / thou art my god.

In thi hande are my destenes / de­liuer me from the power of my e­ [...]imes and persuers.

Shew thi graciouse countenance vnto thi seruaunt: ād saue me for thi mercys sake.

[Page]Lorde let me not be confounded / for vnto the do I call: but let the vngodly be shamed and layd a sleape in their graues.

Let lyinge lippes be sewed vp to­gither / which craftely prowdly / & spightfully speke agenste the iu­ste.

Oh how grete goodes sayst thou vp for the fearers of the? whiche good thou doist vnto thē that truste in the / euen in the presence of al mortal men.

Thou hiddest these men preuelye in thy syght from the prowde mē thou hiddest them in thy taberna­cle from virulent tongues.

Thākis be vnto the Lorde for his highe goodnes towarde me / defended as I were in the moste stron­ge cyte.

[Page 43]For I / some tyme without al ho­pe sayd: I am cast out of thy sight and yet thou herdest thy supply­aunt cryinge vnto the.

Loue ye the lorde therfore all hys saints: for the lorde defendeth his faithfull / but these prowde doers he rewardeth plentuously.

Be constant / and the lorde wil confirme and stablysshe youre hertys as many as truste in him.

¶The Title of the Psal. 32. ¶Dauids admonicion.

[Page] OH how blessed is he that is eased of his transgression / whose sinne is kouered?

Oh happye man / vnto whom the lorde rekeneth not his sinne: yn whose mynde there is nothinge desaitfully hyd.

For I verely / whyle I held my tō ge / my bones aked with my dayly out cryinge.

For daye and night thy heuy hande pressed me downe / my succu­lent moister was turned into a sō mer drought. So it wasSelah.

But my sinne / after that I had cō fessed it vnto the / and vnkouered before the / my wikednes:

When I sayd / accusinge my self: I acknowlege & confesse my trās­gression vnto the lorde / euen ano­ne [Page 44] thou forgauest the cryme of my sinne. So thou didest.Sela.

Wherfore whatsoeuer saynt he be / let him praye vnto the as sone as he feleth the same distresse / ād then shall not the inundacion of swellinge waters touche him.

Thou art my refugye in my tribulacion closinge me aboute / & now thou closest me about with the ioye of delyueraunce. So thou doist.Selah.

I shall enstructe the (saiste thou) and shewe the what waye thou muste go / I shal fasten myne eyes vpon the.

Except ye wil be horse and mu­les clene with out vnderstandin­ge.

Whose mouthes and headis vn­lesse thei be with snaffle and bry­dle refrayned / thei wil not obaye the.

[Page]Let the vngodly loke for many plages: but who so trusteth in the lorde shall be closed aboute wythe mercye.

Be glad in the Lorde and reioyse ye rightwyse / be io [...]unde and me­ry ye all that be off an vpryghte herte.

REioyse ye rightwyse in loauinge the lorde: for hys prayse becometh wel the iuste.

Loaue ye therfore the lorde / synge vnto him with harpe / lute / ād ten stringed instrument.

Synge vnto hym a newe songe / smyte vp your instruments with [Page 45] a lowde melodye.

For the worde of the Lorde is ry­ght holye / and al his workis fer­me and fast.

He loueth equite and right / the erthe is replenysshed withe the go­odnes of the lorde.

By the worde of the lorde heuens were made / and al their ornower­ment at the brethe of his mouth.

He gathereth vp the waters togi­ther on heap: ād agene / he hydeth them in the botome of the sea.

All the erth mought feare the lor­de / al thinhabiters of the worlde mought worship him.

For at his commaundement al thinges haue their beinge: as sone as he spake the worde / al thinges were done.

The lorde scaterth the counsel of [Page] the haithen: and the thoughtis of peple he frustrateth.

But his counsel dureth for euer / the thoughtes of his herte conty­nwe through al generacions.

Oh happy nacion which holdeth the lorde for their god / whome he hath chosen to him for his here­tage.

The lorde loketh forth from hea­uen to consyder al the children of men: euen from his suer seat roy­al he beholdeth al thinhabitours of the worlde.

For he only hath made the hertis of them / it is he alone that know­eth al the dedis of them.

It is not the puissaunce of an in­numerable host that saueth a kinge / nether is the geaunt delyuered by his grete strength.

[Page 46]The horsman deceyueth thy salf­garde: noman is delyuerde by the multitude of horsmen.

But beholde / they are the eyes of the lorde that be set vppon them which fere him reuerently / ād cle­ue vnto his mercy.

That he wolde preserue their soules from pestelence / and nouressh them in famyn.

Let our soule therfore cleue to the lorde / for it is he that is our shil­de and defender

In him therfore shal oure hertis reioyse / as longe as we truste yn his holy name.

Let thy mercy (oh lorde) shyne v­pon vs / euen as we truste vppon the.

¶The Title of the Psalme. 34. [Page] ¶The songe of Dauid concernin­ge the fayninge of his madnes / mutacion of his mouth / and witte / be­fore Abimelech / of whom when he was castout he fled his waye .i. Reg. xxi.

I Shal prayse the lorde at al tyme: his prayse shal be e­uer in my mouth.

In the laude of the lorde my sou­le delyghteth her selfe / as the hō ­ble oppressed here this / so maye they be glad.

Magnifie ye the lorde wythe me / and let vs togither extoll his na­me.

For I asked counsel of the Lorde and he answerde me / and he delyuerd [Page 47] me out of al my fere.

Whoso loke vp vnto him are made fresshe and bright / and their faces are not confounded.

Whosoeuer in his adfliccion cal vpon the lorde / he is herde: and he delyuerthe hym oute off all distr­esse.

Euen the angell of the Lorde pit­cheth castels and lyeth rownda­bout them that fere him / and delyuerth them.

Taste and se how good is the lorde: blessed is he whosoeuer trust­eth in him.

Reuerence the Lorde ye that are his saynts: for they lacke nothin­ge that reuerently fere him.

But the cruel shal want ād be famysshed: when the fearers of the Lorde shal want nothinge.

[Page]Come hither oh children ād geue eare vnto me: the feare of the lor­de shal I teche you.

Who so coueteth to lyue longe / & desierth also to haue good dayes. Let him refrayne his tōgue from euel / and his lippes lest they spe­ke desayte.

Let him estiwe yl / ād do good / stu­dye for peace and folowe it.

For the eyes of the lorde are intē te vnto innocents / and his eares bente vnto their prayers

But he loketh grymme vpon them: that do yll: to cut awaye their me­morial out of the erthe.

Those men / whē thei krye / the lorde hereth them / and delyuerth thē out of al their distresse.

The lorde is present with the contrite herte: and preserueth the de­iecte [Page 48] mynde.

Many incommodites fal vpō the iuste: but from them al / the Lorde delyuerth them.

He kepeth al their bones: so that not one of them be broken.

But ful miserable is the deth of the vngodly / for thei that hate the iuste shalbe plucked vp by the rote The lorde redemeth the soule off his seruaunt / nether are they ba­nesshed who so truste in him.

LOrde take vpp my cause in my stryfe: and fight agenst them that fight agenst me. Take vp buckler and speare / and [Page] stande vp to helpe me.

Drawe forth thy swerde and ru­nne vpō them that persue me / tel my soule. lo / I am here by the / euē I which am thy sauynge helthe. Let them be shamed and counfo­unded that prease vpon my soule let them turne their backes with shame that thinke me euyl.

Make them lyke duste layd forth for the wynde / the angel of the lorde scateringe them.

Let their wayes be derke and sly­ber: the angel of the Lorde persu­ynge them.

For thei haue bent preuely theyr dedely nette for me an innocent / they haue digged vppe a pitte for me gyltles.

Let their owne calamyte come v­pō thēselfe vnwaris: let thē be taken [Page 49] in their owne preuey nette: let them fall into theyr owne mys­cheyfe.

But my soule mought reioyse yn the Lorde / and be glad of hys sal­uacion.

Al my bones shal saye: lorde who is lyke vnto the? which delyuerst the weake deiected from his stronger / and the poore nedy on frome his robbers.

Ther arose agēst me false witnes­ses / imputinge thingis to me which I neuer knewe.

Thei requited me yll for good / le­uinge me poorely al alone.

But thei / when thei were ful syke then was my vesture a sacke: I macerated my self with faste / and my prayer rolled in my bosome.

I went as one moorninge for his [Page] felowe or brother / I hombled my selfe beinge sorye as one had buryed his owne mother.

But contrarywyse / thei (when I was ful syke) made ful mery / thei ranne togither / ye euen the laame came runninge vpon me vnwaris thei kit their clothes nether omit­ted they any token off moornin­ge.

But all was but ypocrisye / ye e­uen theyr cotes strewed wythe as­shes: for in the mean ceason they grinned and gnasshed their tethe vpon me.

Lorde when wilt thou loke vppon this? restore me frome the shame­ful rebukes of them / delyuer my dere soule from the tyrants.

That I might geue the thankis in the most ful congregacion / and [Page 50] [...]rayse the when the moste peple [...]e present.

Nether let these lyers my enimi­es triumphe ouer me: let thē wynke in vayne one vpon another wh [...]ch thus deadly hate me

For thei thinke nothing peceably but when the londe is in tranquilite / then take they fraudelent co­unsails.

Thei spake agenst me with open mouth: saynge / o well well / nowe we se it with our eyes.

And thou lorde also hast sene it / tarye not therfore / lorde go not farre fro me.

Awake & ryse vp / that thou migh [...]st auēge my cause / o lorde my god Auenge me for thy rightwisnes [...]ake lorde my god / that they reioy [...]e not vpon me.

[Page]Nether let them saye in their her­tis it gothe on oure syde / let them not saye / we haue conuicted him. Let them be shamed and altogy­ther confounded that thus reioy­se vppon my trouble / let them b [...] cled with shame & ignomynye that thus triumphe ouer me

Let them be glad and reioyse tha [...] fauour my innocencye / so that th­ey affirme at al tyme / grete is the lorde which loueth the helth and peace of his seruaunt.

But my tongue mought be contynually spekinge off the forme off thy rightwyse makinge / and let this loaue ād prayse neuer go out of my mynde.

¶The Title of the Psal 36. ¶The songe adhortatory of Da­uid the seruaunt of the lorde.

THus thinketh my herte of the audacite of the vngodlye / that he hath not god before his eyes For albe it he flatereth god vtwar [...]ly / yet he aborreth not execrable myscheyfe / declaringe his inwar­de hatered.

The wordis of his mouth are de­ [...]ayte and mere myscheife / he refu [...]eth to be taught to do wel.

In his bed he studeth myscheif / he ioyneth him selfe to what so e­uer waye is not good / and that at euil ys he estiweth not.

When thy goodnes oh Lorde re­cheth [Page] vp vnto the heauens / and vnto the cloudes thy trewthe ys spred.

Thy rightwisnes is lyke a migh­ty hill / & thy equite lyke the depe sea vnable to be mesured.

When it is thou which preserue­ste both men and beastis Oh Lor­de.

Howe precyouse and riche is thy goodnes oh God? wherwithe the childern of men animated / are bolde to truste vnto the shadew of thi wynges.

Thei are satisfyed with the plentuouse encrese of thy howse / and drinke of thy delyciouse swete fl­owde.

For with the / is that lyuely perpetual sprynge / and in thy lyghte we se lighte.

[Page 52]Setforth thy goodnes vnto tho­se that knowe the / and thy right­wisnes vnto the right herted.

Let not the fote of pryde ouer ta­ke me: let not the hande of the vn­godly moue me.

But let them fal that worke mys­cheif / cast them downe that they neuer more ryse agene.

¶The Title of the Psal. 37. ¶The songe of Dauid.

[Page] FOlowe not the stepis of the euel: nether inuye th­ [...]u the prosperite off yll doers.

For sodenly lyke heye are thei kut downe / and lyke the green grasse be thei witherd.

But thou / se thou truste in the lorde / and do good: that thou mayste dwell vpon the erthe and he maye wel fede the.

And thou shalt delyte in the Lor­de / which shal geue the thy hertis desyer.

Layeforth thy waye before the lorde and truste vnto him / for he sh­al setforth thy good dedis like the morninge / and thy iuste dealinge lyke the middaye.

Geue thy selfe hole vnto the lor­de / and abyde his plesure / let not [Page 53] his lyfe moue the whom all thin­gis prosperously succede: euen th­at man whyche lyueth all yn synne.

Remitte wrath / swage anger / let not their euell ensample prouoke the to do yl.

For euel doers shalbe cut awaye: but thei that paciently abyde the Lordis plesure shall possesse the londe.

Suffer a lytle whyle / and the vn­godly shalbe clene gone / when th­ou shalt loke for his place he shal not apere:

But the meke spryted shal possesse the londe / and enioye myche peace.

The vngodly layeth awayte for the iuste / and grinneth vpon him with his tethe.

[Page]But the lorde laugheth him to sc­orne: for he seith when his daye shal come.

The vngodly drawe forth theyr swerde and bende theyr bowe to throdowne the poore afflicte / and to kyll them that go the right w­aye.

But their owne swerde shal per­se their owne herte: and their bo­wes shalbe broken.

That litel of the rightwise is better / then the grete goodis of the vngodly.

For the armes of the vngodly are consumed: but the iuste men / the lorde strengtheneth.

The lorde also knoweth the daye of the innocentes / for their heretage is perpetual.

Thei shalnot be shamed in the p [...] rellouse [Page 54] tyme / but in honger they shalbe sated.

But the vngodly shal perisshe: & the enimyes of the Lorde shalbe consumed with fyer / their smoke fleynge vp lyke the smoke of fate brent wethers.

The vngodly borowth and gath­ereth his goods by vsury neuer to repaye nor geue / but the iuste ge­ueth forth lyberally.

Who so approue this liberalite thei shal possesse the lāde / but th­ey that abhorre it shalbe rent vpp by the rotes.

Of the lorde are the stepis of a good man directed: ād he loueth his waye.

When he fallith he shall not be hurte: for the lorde susteyneth him with his hande.

[Page]I was a chylde and now am I ol­de / and yet neuer sawe I the iuste forsaken / nor his sead seeke his breede.

Althoughe he wolde be euer ge­uinge forth almose: and for this cause his sead enioyd his good prosperously.

He fleeth yll and folowth good / and he dwelleth here many dayes For the Lorde loueth iuste dealinge / nether forsaketh he his sayntis but they ar kept for euer / but the sede of the vngodly shalbe cut a­waye.

But the iuste shal possede the lō de / and shal dwell longe therupō Wysedom is euer in the mouthe of the iuste: & his tongue speketh equite.

For the lawe of his god is in his [Page 55] herte: wherfore his wayes ar fer­me and faste.

The vngodly loketh narowly of the iuste: and honteth to slaye hī. But the Lorde leueth him not in to his powr / nether wil not let hī dampne him when he iugeth hī. Truste in the Lorde and kepe his waye / & he shal exalt the to possede the lande / and that thou maist se the destruccion of the vngodly. I sawe on a tyme the vngodly rootinge and strongly setteling himself & rysing vp flourisshing lyke the grene baye tree / but lo / in the twinclinge of an eye he was gone / and when I loked for his place / it coud not be fownde.

kepe innocencye / and beholde the right / for these thingis at laste shal procure a man peace

[Page]When the trangressours shalbe banesshed awaye togither: for the ende of the vngodly is dethe and destruccion.

But the helthe of the iuste come­th from the lorde: for it is he th­at is their strengthe in the article of distresse.

The Lorde bringethe them helpe and delyuerth them / he defendeth and saueth them from the vngodly / for because thei trust in him.

¶The Title of the Psal. 38. ¶The songe of Dauid wheryn he remembreth his affliccion.

LOrde I beseche the repro­ue me not in thy furye / net­her correcke me not in thy wrathe.

For thy arowes are set fast in me [...]hy hande is layde sore vpon me.

Thy wrathe hath left nothinge hole in my flesshe / nothinge hole in my bones for my sinne.

For my synnes are rysen ouer my head / beinge as it were a grete burden miche heuyer then I am able to beare.

My secrete soris stynke and fester / for my nowne folyssh­nes.

I am adflycte / and deyected so farre / that I am werye off my lyfe.

My loyns are full off mysery [...] [Page] there is no helth in al my bodye▪ I am sore febled and broken / th [...] anguyssh of my herte breketh for­th into lowd cryinge.

Lorde thou knowest all my desie [...] and my waylinge is not hyd fro­me the.

My herte panteth / my strength hath lefte me / and my eye sight goe­th fro me.

My frendis and neighbours sto­de agenst me when I was smiten and my very kinsfolke fled farre fro me.

But they flew vpon me that layd awayt for my lyfe / and they that forged myscheyf for me / inuented and sought fraudes and gyle at al tyme.

But I as a deffe man herde not: for I am as the domme that ope­ [...]eth [Page 57] not his mouth.

I am as one that here not / & ther­fore cannot rebuke agene.

For in the (oh lorde) do I truste / thou wilt not frustrate my hope / oh lorde my god.

For this thinge do I aske / that they reioyse not vpon my hurte / ne­ther make a gaude at the slidinge of my fete.

For I am verely redye to the scourge / and my blewe strypes do I neuer forget.

For I my selfe confesse my vngo­dlynes / and my sinne gēdreth so­row in me.

But my enimes are salfe and strō ge / and thei encrease which hate me wrongfully.

Which also requite me euell for good / thei vexe me iniuriously because [Page] I folowe that at good is.

Forsake me not therfore lorde my god / go not farre fro me.

Haste the to helpe me / Oh lorde / my sauinge helth.

¶The Title of the Psal 39. ¶The songe of Dauid adhorta­torye committed vnto Idithum [...] course.

I Had decreed with my selfe so to kepe my wayes / that I wolde not offende in worde I kept my mouth with brydle / for the vngodly obserued me.

I refrayned / I held my tongue / I was domme: ye and that for a go­od purpose / but yet it encresed ād [Page 58] [...]asperated my sorowe.

My herte brent withe in me / and [...]hyle I thus reuolued wyth my [...]lfe / this fyer encresed more and [...]ore.

Thus therfore I begane to speke [...]hewe me my ende oh lorde / and [...]hat is the length of my dayes: [...]t me knowe I beseche the when [...] shal make an ende.

[...]o thou haste brought my day­ [...]s into an handful longe / and my [...]ge is as nothynge before the: And suerlye all the state of man [...]s not els but vanite. No­more it is.Selah For mannys lyfe ys but a shade­we: he embusieth him self in vai­ne / he heapeth vnto him and kno­weth not for whom he gatherethe yt.

[Page]Now therfore what thinge maye I lokefore oh lorde? My hope is fastined in the.

Delyuer me therfore frō al my tr­ansgressions: ād make me not the reuylinge stocke of the vaynely­ers.

I shalbe stil and not once opē my mouth: if thou wilt do this thyn­ge.

Take awaye thy strypes fro me / for I am consumed of thy heuye hande.

When thou rebukest and correc­kst man for his vngodlynes / then (be he neuer so grete) he is wasted awaye as it were of a motte so friuole and vayne a thinge is man. So he is.Sela.

Lorde here my prayer / receyue my cryinge at thy eares / turne the not [Page 59] [...]waye fro my teres: althoughe I [...]e but a stranger withe the and a [...]ilgryme as were al my fathers.

Spare me yet a litle (some pardō obtayned) ere I go hence / and no­more be sene.

¶The Title of the Psal. 40 ¶The songe adhortatorie of Dauyd.

WHen I had longe taryed & waited vpon the lorde / at laste he attended vnto me and herde my kryinge.

He drewe me forth of the depe pitte and toughe mudde / he did sette fast my fete vpon the rocke and directed my iourney.

[Page]Then he did put a new songe in to my mouthe / euen the songe off thankis geuinge vnto our god / that al men mought consyder / fere / and trust in the lorde.

Oh happye man that putteth his confidence in the lorde / and turne­th not himself vnto pryde / but turneth awaye from vanite.

For thou / lorde my god doost meruels innumerable / and thy coun­sels are with vs peerlesse.

When I wolde remember ād tell them forthe: thei ar innumerable And as for offrance and sacrifice thou loueste them not / but by my ears thou twitchest me: brēt sacri­fice nor pourginge sacrifice thou requirest not: wherfore then I sa­yd: lo here am I comen my now­ne selfe.

[Page 60]In the firste side of the boke it ys wryten of me / that I muste do th­at thinge that pleaseth the / oh my god: which thinge also I do it gl­adly / for thy lawe is writen in the middes of my breste.

I preche the forme of thy rightwysmakinge before the hole congregacion / lo my lyppes ceasse not oh Lorde / as thou seest.

Thy rightwysmakinge / euen frō the myddys of my herte do I de­clare / thy trouth and saluacion I do speke: I dissemble not thy go­odnes and faith before al the hole chirche.

Wherfore a lorde ceasse thou not to be merciful vnto me / let thi go­odnes ād thy faith always defen­de me.

[Page]For troubles innumerable oue [...] ­whelmed me / my sinnes so cōbre [...] me that I might not decerne the [...] for thei are moo then the hears of my head / wherfore euen my herte failed me.

Haste the lorde to delyuer me: spede the to helpe me.

Let them be sone shamed and confounded that seke my soule to de­stroye it / let them fall bake wythe shame that reioyse vpō my hurte. Let them at laste be destroyed af­ter their confusion / whiche barke agenst me withe spight sayinge / Ohe / ohe.

Let them reioyse ād be glad in the all that seke the / and who so loue thy sauinge helthe mought saye contynually: The Lorde be mag­nified.

[Page 61] [...] am a pore afflicte abiecte / lorde [...]elpe me / for thou art my delyue­ [...]er / oh my god tarye not.

BLessed is he that consy­dereth thestate of the pore: for in tyme of perell the Lorde shall delyuer him.

The lorde shal kepe him and ma­ke him salfe and blessed vpon the erthe / nether shal he betake him into the handis of his enymes

The Lorde shal restore him when he lye syke / oh lorde thou changest al his siknes.

[Page]For this cause I saye oh lorde haue mercy on me / heale my soule / for I am a sinner agenst the.

My enimes speke euil vppon me / saynge when shal he dye? that his name maye perisshe.

And whether he came in to se / or went forth: thus speketh his her­te / heapynge myscheyfe vpon him selfe.

Al my enimes come runninge to­gither agenst me / and thei take e­uyl counsail agenst me.

An enmyouse worde is blowne a­brode emonge them: saynge / there he lyeth neuermore to ryse.

ye and euen my nowne famyliare whom aboue al I trusted / whiche eit my brede / layd awayte suerlye for me.

Thou therfore lorde haue mercye [Page 62] on me: and restore me that I maye requyte them.

By this thinge shal I knowe th­at thou louest me / if my enemye runne not vpon me.

For myne innocencye / I beseche the sustayne me / and set me befo­re the for euer.

Praysed be the Lorde god of Israel / frome age to age for euer. Amē Amen.

¶The Title of the Psal. 42. ¶An admonicion or exhortacion of the children of Chore

[Page]AS the thirsty harte panteth and gapethe cryinge at the fresshe riuers / so cryeth my soule vnto the / oh god.

My soule thirsteth for God / euen the lyuinge god / when shal I on­ce come and apere before the face of god?

My teris which I shed night and daye are turned into my mete / whyles dayly it is sayd to me / where is thy god?

These thinges I reuolue withe my selfe / poweringe forth before me the heuinesses of my mynde.

When shal I goforth freshly arayed to go with my felows ioyouslye with thankis into the house of the Lorde with so goodly a grete companye?

How deiecte art thou o my soule / [Page 63] [...]nd wherfore doist thou thus tro­ [...]ble me? truste in God / for the ty­me shal cōe that I shal geue hym thākis in his presence for my hel­the geuen me agene.

My soule is deiecte & vexed within me oh God when I eft anone remember what thou didest in the londe by Iordane at the lytel hyll hermonim.

One depe water calleth in anoth­er / thy water courses rored: thy grete showers and floudes ranne o­uer me.

Dayly the lorde encreseth his go­odnes / wherfore I shal prayse the lyuinge god euery night.

And I shal saye vnto god my rocke of stone: wherfor forgetest me? wherfore go I so heuely my eny­mes vexinge me? and brekynge [Page] my bones?

My enimes cast me in the teth dayly saynge vnto me / where is thy god?

But oh my soule / thou art sone deiected: ād wherfore troublest me? truste in god / for the tyme shal come that I shal geue thankis age­ne vnto my God for helthe resto­red.

¶This Psalme folowinge is off the same Argument ād mater be­fore.

GEue sentence with me / oh god / and defende my cause from the godlesse / from the fraudelent myscheuouse delyuer me.

For thou (o god) art my strength wherfore repellest me? wherfore go I thus heuyly my enymes ve­ [...]inge [Page 64] me?

[...]endeforth thy light and trouth / [...]et them lede me forth and set me [...] thy holy hil thy dwelling place That I might go vnto the altare [...]f god / euen god my ioye and glad [...]es / and singe thankis vnto the [...]ith harpe oh God my God.

Oh my soule wherfore arte thou [...]eiected / and wherfore makest me [...]o heuey? truste in god / for the ty­ [...]e shal come that I shal geue th­ [...]nkis agene for my helth restored

¶The Title of the Psal. 44 is al one with the foresayd psal.

[Page]WIthe oure eares we haue herde / O god / our fathers puttinge vs in mynde off the workis (which while their selues lyued / thou wroughtst in ty­me past.

For thou with thy nowne hande (the gentils cast out) didest greife them yn: thou destroydst and did­est cast out miche peple.

For they gote not that londe wy­th their swerde / nether dyd theyr owne arme saue them / but it was thy righthande / thy arme and the light of thy chere / for thy fauoure went with them.

For thou art that kinge and oure god / whyche sendist thy sauinge helth vnto Iacob.

Thou being our capitain / we ble­we out our enimes as it were wi­th [Page 65] hornes: we acouraged with thi strength / trode them downe / as many as rose agenst vs.

For our trust consisted not in our bowes / nether was it oure o [...]ne swerde that saued vs.

But it was thou that sauedst vs from our enymes / and confound­edst our aduersaries.

Let vs therfore continually pray­se the our god / and euermore geue thankis vnto thy maiestye. So let vs do.Se­lah.

But now thou forsakeste vs and castest vs their laughinge stoke agenst them to be reuyled / nether goist thou forthe with our armye Into flight thou turnest vs befo­re our enymes / and our aduersaryes trede vs vnder their fete.

Thou hast made vs lyke a flocke [Page] of shepe alto torne and wiried / ād euen emonge the gentils thou scateredst vs.

Thou soldeste thy people for no­thinge / nether dideste thou steke styffely cōtendinge for their price Thou laydst vs forth to be a iest­inge stoke vnto oure neighbours to be a laughinge and mockinge stoke to thē that dwelt aboute vs. Thou madist vs but a fable vnto the gentils / and in derision emon­ge the peple.

Our ignominye is euer before oure eyes: and the shame of our face kouereth vs.

For the noise of the rebuker and chyder / and enimes inuadinge vs All these thinges are comen vpon vs / netheles yet we forget the not nether breke we thy couenant.

[Page 66]Our herte turneth not backe / but thou declinedst our steapis from thy pathe.

Thou beitist vs to pouder where dragons dennis were: and kouer­dst vs withe a deadly shadewe

Iff we had forgoten the name off oure God / and stretched forth our handis vnto any strange g [...]d:

God might worthely haue enquered vpon this thinge / for it is he that knoweth the hid thoughtis of the herte.

But for thy sake are we kylled d [...] ylye / we be estemed as shepe apo­ynted vnto the bochers stalle.

Aryse vp therfore / wherfore slep­est thou so fast / oh Lorde? Awake and forsake vs not vtterly.

Wherfore hideste thou thy face? [Page] wherfore forgetest thou both our affliccion and oppression.

For oure soule is depressed vnto the duste / our bellye steketh faste to the grounde.

Aryse therfore and helpe vs / and delyuer vs for thy grete goodnes.

¶The Title of the Psal. 45 ¶A louely songe adhortorye to be songe of the sonnes of Chore.

LEt my herte powerfor­the a pure oracion: that I might rendre my worke vnto the kynge.

Thou my tongue / se that thou be­ist the penne of a prompte redyescribe.

[Page 67]Of al men thou arte the fayereste a grete grace fleethforth of thi lippes / ye and that because god hath blessed the for euer.

Begyrde thy loynes with thy sw­erde / oh most mighty prince: stepe forth in thy honour / glorye / & magnificence.

Ascende and be caryed vpp withe these thingis as it were in thi chariet: that is to wite / withe verite / faith / myldenes and iustice and a­boue al / thy meruellouse right hā ­de shal directe the.

Thy sharpe arows mought perse the hertis of the kynges enymes: the grete multitude be throne do­wne of the.

Thy seat royal / oh God / is perpe­tual the sceptre of thy kingdome is the sceptre of equite.

[Page]Thou louest rightwisnes and hatest iniurye / wherfore god thy god hath anoynted the with the ointement of gladnes aboue all thy fe­lows.

Thy clothes be redolēt with mir­the / muske / and aumber / so goodly thou comest forthe off thy yuerye palaces wherin thou lyueste so plesauntly: kyngis daughters al­so do dwel in these thy so goodlye places.

The quene standeth at thy right hande / in the moste ryche & noble golden aparel.

Vnto hir thus do I turne my ora­cion / heare o daughter beholde ād geue eare / forgete thy people & the house of thy father.

For the kinge is taken withe thy incomparable bewtye / it is he that [Page 68] is thy lorde and thou shalt fald [...] ­wne before him.

The daughters of Tyri / and the richest of the peple / shal bringe giftes before the as thy suppliaūts The goodly bewtye of the quene sheweth al within forthe / and all hir robis are clothes of tysswe br­oydred with golde ād made withe nedle werke.

She is led vnto the kinge / & vir­gins of hir nyghe kynne come af­ter hir vnto the / o kinge.

Thei are brought with gladnes & grete ioye / thei ar brought into thi kinges palace.

For thy parents lefte (o quene) thou shalt haue children whom th­ou shalt setforth to be prīces ouer al the worlde.

I shal remēber thy name vnto all [Page] thy posterite / that euen that populose nacion mought praise the foreuer and euer.

¶The title of this Psal. 46. ¶The songe adhortatorye of the childerne of Chore.

GOd is our refuge and strē ­gth: he is founde also to be our helpe vnable to be exp­ressed in tyme of tribulacion.

Wherfore we fere not althoughe the erthe be moued / and hilles be tombled downe into the botome of the sea.

ye if hir waters swel ād ryse agē ­ste vs: if the proude mountaynes grinne vpon vs. Let them not spareSelah.

[Page 69]For it is the swete flowde withe hir ryuers that make glad the cy­te of god which is the holy taber­nacle of the most highest.

God is in the myddis off hir / she shal not be hurte / for god wil sone helpe her in tyme.

Let the sediciouse haithen swell / let the kingdome stere vp stryfe / and al the erthe crake & shake.

yet is the lorde of powers with vs and oure refuge is the god off Ia­cob. so he isSelah.

Come ād se the workis of the lorde / what desolacions he hath ma­de vpon the erth.

He hath banesshed batel vnto the farthest costis of the erth / he hath broke bowe / shafte and spere / and their chariets hath he brent in the fyer.

[Page]Attende therfore and knowledge that I am the highe God euen o­uer the gentils am I aboue al th­roughe al the erthe.

The lorde of powers is with vs / and our refuge is the God of Ia­cob. so he isSelah.

¶The Title of the Psal. 47 ¶The songe adhortatory of the sō nes of Chore.

CLappe your handis al peple / singe ye vnto god io­yously.

For the lorde is highe / & meruelous / he is the grete kynge ouer al the erthe

He hath suddewed the peple vnto [Page 70] vs / and caste the gentyls vnder oure fete.

He hath chosen our heretage / euen the beutye of Iacob whom he lo­ueth. So he hathSelah.

God is lyfted vp with grete try­umphe: the lorde is exalted withe the noyse of trompet.

Singe ye to god singe / singe ye to our kinge / synge.

For god is the kynge of the vni­uersal erthe: singe ye withe wyse­dome.

God is kinge ouer the gētils / god sitteth in his seat royal.

The cheif rulers of the people ar gatherd togither before the God of Abraham:

For he is miche more excellent & aboue the goddis which ar the de­fenders of the erthe.

¶The title of the Psal. 48. ¶The songe of praise of the son­nes of Chore.

THe lorde be magnified and highly praysed / for the cite of oure god / his holy hill.

The mount zion / in whose north­syde the cyte of the grete kinge is situate / is a beutyful ladye / and the flower of the hole londe.

God is wel knowne in hir / by the defence of hir houses.

For lo / when kinges ether came thither or passed forebye it:

When they now beholde it / they be so astonyed / amased / and so wō der [Page 71] ther at:

Thei be so afrayd ther at and so­rowe as it were wemen in tyme of their trauele.

They be in lyke fere / as thoughe a soden storme shulde blowe from the southe and alto breke the shippes of the sea.

These thinges haue we herde ād sene in the cite of the lorde of po­wers / euen in the cite of oure God god mought preserue hir for euer. so he mou­ghtSelah.

We expresse thy goodnes oh god in the middis of thy temple.

Eu [...]n as thy maiesty / so is thy pr­ayse spred vnto the vttermost en­des of the worlde: for thy righthā de is ful of iustice.

The mount zion mought be glad the daughters off Iuda moughte [Page] reioyse for thy iugementes.

Walke ye rounde aboute zion / ve­we and tel hir towers.

Consyder wel hir wallis / and bu­yld vp hir howses / that she maye be a memorial for them to come.

For here is god / ye oure god for e­uer into euerlastinge: he wilbe oure goyde as longe as we lyue

¶The Title ¶The songe adhori [...]torye of the sonnes of Chore.

HEare this thinge al peple / geue eare al ye that inhabit the hole worl­de.

As wel the lowest and highest / as riche and pore.

[Page 72]My mouth shal speke wysdome / ād my herte shal expresse trwe in­telligence.

I shal diuerte vnto parables / and propowne my derke allegories in meter.

Wherfore shulde I fere any myschaunce at any tyme / and so wrap my selfe in an heape of troubles? For as for them that truste in th­eir goodis / and glorye in the mul­titude of their riches: none of them in any maner off wyse maye rede­me his brother from deth nor bye his lyfe of god.

No man may geue the price of his lyfe here to lyue euer / neuer to fe­le corrupcion: for this perpetuyte is denyed him.

For ye maye se as wel the wise as the fole both alyke dye & perissh / [Page] and leue their riches to other.

Although yet thei had decreed to haue dwelt euer in their owne closettis and howses / and to magnifie their names vpon the erthe / e­uer to endure in their posterite.

When it maye not be geuen to man / that he shulde reste with his riches / but in this thinge he is ly­ke the beastis.

Siche is the pathe of foles / & th­eir posterite go in vnto the same. so they do. Selah.

Whom redacte into their graue / deth lyeth fedinge vpon them / as the flok vpon their pasture.

But the iuste shalbe in light / whē the tresure of these vngodly shal­be consumed / and hel shalbe their hospital.

[...]ut god shal redeme my soule fro­me [Page 73] the power of hel / and counfor­te me. so he shal.Selah.

Be not afrayd when thou seist a man made riche / and the glory of his house encresed.

For at his deth he shal / of al not­hinge receyue / nether his glory shal not folow him.

But whyle he lyueth his soule is called happye / he is praysed why­le he is in prosperite.

But when he shal passe awaye to his fathers kynnered / he shal ne­uermore se light.

Man when he is in price and ho­nour / he is without consideracion he is compared and lyke the bru­te beastis.

¶The Title of the Psal. 50 ¶The songe of Asaph.

THe lorde god so strōge (the erthe called vp frome the east vnto the weste and frō that goodly zion) shal speke / comī ­ge in his maiestie.

For our god shal come and not tarye / a deuoueringe fier shal go be­fore him / and rownd about him a vehement whirlewinde.

He shal cal to him heuen aboue / & the erthe beneth / to cōtende with his people in iugement.

Sainge / be you gatherd togither before me my faithfull / ioyned to my couenaunt concerninge trwe sacrifices.

Here the heuens shall preche his [Page 74] rightwismakinge / for god him selfe wilbe iuge. so he wilSelah.

Heare my peple / for I shal speke / o Israel be thou thi selfe witnes / whither I be not god: yea and th­at euen thy god.

Did I euer rebuke the for thi sac­rifices? or for thy dayly brent offeraunces to be offered before me?

Did I aske ether bull of thy house or gote out of thy folde?

For / myne are al the beastis of the wodes / and thousandis beasts v­pon the mountains.

The birdes of the hilles ar wel k­nowne to me: & of the foulis of the felde am not I ignorant.

If I haue luste to ete / I nede not tel the / for al the worlde is myne & whatsoeuer is in it.

Do I ete o ye flesh? or drīke I gotis [Page] blode? Slaye thankis geuinge vnto the lorde: and paye thy pro­mises vnto the most highe god

And then cal vpon me in tyme off tribulacion / and I shall delyuer the: to thentent thou shuldst ma­gnifie me.

But contraryewyse / thus speketh god vnto the vngodly: wherfore prechest thou my lawe / and takest my couenaunt into thy mouth?

When yet thou hatest my disci­pline / ād castest my wordes at thy tayle?

When thou hast goten a thefe thou runnest with him: and laist in thy lotte with aduouterers.

Thou openneste thy mouth vnto myscheif: and thy tongue painte­th forth desaytes.

Thou sittest and spekest agenste [Page 75] thy nowne brother / and vexest vniustly thy mothers sonne.

These thinges thou doist / and yet do I wynke therat / besyds al this as thoughe this were not ynou­ghe / thou thinkest me but lyke thi selfe: but I shall reason and con­uynce the / and set my selfe in thy sight.

Considere these thinges I praye you / wherby the rememberaunce of god is fallen awaye: lest when I plucke you awaye / there be no­ne to delyuer you.

Who so slayeth laude and than­kis geuinge / he magnifieth me / & by this waye shal I shewe hym that sauinge helthe that comethe from god.

¶The Title of the Psal. 51. [Page] ¶¶The songe adhortatory of Dauid / concerninge the cōmīge of the prophete Nathan vnto him after that he had had ado with Bathsaba .ij. Reg. xij.

HAue mercy vpon me oh god / accordinge vnto thy goodnes: for thy grete infinite mercyes do awaye my transgressions.

Nowe & yet agene washe me frō my wikednes / and pourge me fro my sinne.

For my transgressions do I kno­wlege / and my sinne neuer gothe out of my mynde.

[Page 76]Agenst the onely to haue so sinn­ed it beruweth me and it repēteth me to haue had done this greuouse sinne in thy sight: wherfore iu­stifie me acordinge to thy promise and make me clene accordinge to thy equite.

Beholde / with sorowe and payne was I borne: and with sinne my mother conceiued me.

Bespreigne me with ysope and I shalbe clene: washe me / and so sh­al I be whyter than snowe:

Shewe me ioye and gladnes / and my bones shal reioyse / which th­ou hast b [...]oken.

Auerte thy face fro my sinnes / ād do awaye al my iniquites.

Create a clene herte in me oh god and a stable spirit renewe with in me.

[Page]Cast me not out of thy sight: and thy holy spirit take not fro me Restore me the gladnes of thy sa­uinge helth: and sustayne me wi­th thy fre benigne spirit.

And I shal directe transgressors into thy waye: and sinners shalbe conuerted vnto the.

Delyuer me from that blody synne oh god / oh god my sauiour / that my tōgue might magnify the for­me of thy rightwysmakinge.

Open my lippes / Oh Lorde / that my mouth mought sheweforthe thy prayse.

For if thou louedst any slayne sacrifice / I wolde paye it vnto the: but brent sacrifices delyght not the.

The sacrifice that god desierth / is a contrite spirit / a broken and hombled [Page 77] herte / these thinges (oh god) thou despiseth not.

Be thou good and merciful ther­fore vnto zion / that the wallis off Ierusalem mought be edified ād preserued.

For thus wilt thou be pleased w­ith the slayne sacrifices of right­wisnes / with offraunce and brent sacrifice / thus shal the very bul­locks be put vpon thy autare.

¶The Title of the Psal. 52. ¶An admonicion adhortatorye of Dauid as touchinge the trecharye of Doeg the Idumey tellynge Sa­ule that Dauid was come into the house of Abimelech.

[Page]WHerfore thus arrogantlye magnifiest thou thy selfe at al tymes / o myscheuous geaunt?

Wherfore enforceth thy tongue myscheife forginge desayte like a newe sette raser?

Wherfore louest thou malice ra­ther then honestye / rather to lye then to saye the trouth? As thou doist.Selah. For thou delytest in al maner off perniciouse speche / oh fraudulent tongue.

Wherfore / euen god shal vtterlye rende thevp by the rootis / and de­stroye the: he shal throo the dow­ne alto broken oute of thy tabernacle / and plucke vppe thy rootis out off the lande off the lyuynge men. So he shal.Selah.

Which thinge / the iuste seinge they [Page 78] shalbe astonned / saynge thus with scorne vpon him.

Lo this geaunt / whiche toke not god for his strengthe / but trusted in the multitude of his riches / cleuinge vnto his owne myscheif ād desayte.

But I my selfe beinge off the fa­milye of God flouresshinge lyke the grene olyue / shal truste in the goodnes of god for euer and euer I shal geue the perpetual thākis for thy goodnes done vnto me / I shal worship thi name / for becau­se it is right accepte vnto thi faithful.

¶The Title of the psal. 53 ¶An admonicion adhortatorye of Dauid concerninge the heretage.

THe vayn lyers saye in their hertes / that god is not god: for thei are cor­rupt with sinne and are become abominable / there is none that wil do good.

God lokedforth off heuen vppon the children of Adam / to se whit­her any man fauoured and sought god.

And here euery man was gone from him / they were altogither cor­rupte / none dyd good / no not won. Is it not manifest that thei cōmitte sinne? that thei deuoure my peple lyke meate? and that they call not vpon god?

That they fere thinges not to be [Page 79] fered? but god shal shake the bo­nes in sondre of them that fighte agenst the (oh Christ)

Thou shalt confounde them / for god aborreth them.

Oh / wolde God that the sauinge helth were once sent from zion vnto Israel? that when God restore the captiuite of his peple / Iacob mighte be glad and Israhel reio­yse.

¶The Title of the Psal. 54. ¶ The admonicion adhortatorye of Dauid / sunge at the orgains / when the zepheis went and tolde Saule that Dauid was hyde and laye preuely amonge them .i. Reg. xxiij. and .xxvi.

[Page]GOd / for thy namis sake sa­ue me / & delyuer me by thy power.

Oh God here my prayer / geue eare vnto the wordis off my mou­the.

For strange enimes are risen agē ste me: and cruell tyraunts hauinge no respecte vnto God / seke my lyfe. so they do.Selah.

But lo / God bringeth me helpe / the lorde sustaineth my soule.

He shal requite euil vnto my eny­mes / and for his trow this sake destroye them.

Lyberally therfore shal I sacrifye vnto the: and shall prayse thy na­me oh lorde / for it is good.

For he hath delyuered me out off al tribulacion / so that nowe my­ne eye se hyr plesure vppon myne [Page 80] enymes.

¶he Title of the Psal. 55. ¶ The admonicion adhortatorye of Dauid / sunge at the orgayns.

OH god here my prayer and turne not awaye my desier.

Attende vnto me and here me beginninge and kryinge with grete noyse.

For the yellinge out of my enym­es / for the fierce incursion off the vngodly: obiectinge grete crymes agenst me which nowe in a furye are bent to runne vpon me:

My herre fainteth in me / and de­adly feare is easte vpon me.

[Page]Feare and tremblinge are fallen into me / ād horrible drede ouerw­helmed me.

And I thoughte withe my selfe / wolde god I had dowues wings that I mighte fle awaye to haue reste.

Lo / then wolde I fle ful farre hence / and diuerte into the wildernes so I woldeSelah.

I wolde spede me to escape more swiftly then any grete soden wh­irlewynde.

Skater them lorde ād dyuyde th­eir tongues: for I sawe the cyte full of iniurye and sedicion.

Which myscheif / daye and night walked aboute the wallis of it / ād in the middes therof was there miserable affliccion and heuye he­apis of miserye.

[Page 81]In the middis therof wiked frau­de: vsury ād desayte go neuer ou [...] of hir streatis.

But and if it had bene myne ene­mye that thus reuyled and vexed me / I coud haue borne it: ād if my haters had thus oppressed me / I coude haue had auoyded them.

But it was thou oh my nowne felowe / my companion / my familia­re / so wel knowne: vnto whome I committed so louingly my secre­tis / with whom gladly I went in to the house of god.

Fle thou vpon them oh deth / and let them go quicke into their gra­ues / for malice raigneth in theyr hous [...]s / ād myscheife dwelleth se­cretly in their hertis.

But I cryed vnto god / and the lorde saued me.

HAue mercy vpō me / o god / for there is one that tred­eth me doune and with cō tinuall warre vexeth me.

My daylye enymes trede me vn­der their fete / for there are many that proudly fight agenste me.

But yet when so euer any feare assayleth me / then in the (o lorde) do I truste.

In the promyse of god do I glory in god do I truste: nether do I fe­re what man can do to me.

Thei maligne and vexe me in all that I do or saye / thei take al their counsails to myscheue me.

They dissemble & kepe themselfe closse / they obserue my stepis and waite howe they myght take my soule.

But yet al in vayne / for it shal es­cape [Page 83] from them: for it is thou Oh god which in thi wrath castest downe the multitude of the peple.

Thou tellest my flightis / and my teres thou puttest vp into thy bo­tell / are they not al in thy rekeninge boke?

What daye so euer I call vppon the / anon my enymes turne theyr backes / wherby I am certified ve­rely that thou art my god.

In goddis worde do I glorye / yn the promyse of the Lorde do I re­ioyse.

In God is my truste / I fere not what so euer man can do to me.

Vnto the (oh god) shal I hole committe my selfe / vnto the shal I geue thankis.

For it is thou that haste delyuerd my soule from deth: ye and my fe­te [Page] frome slydinge / that I might walke before god in the light off the lyuinge.

¶The Title of the psal. 57 ¶The songe adhortatory of Da­uid Called / Destroye me not / & called also the delicate. When he fled from Saule into the Denne .i. re­gum .xxij. and .xxiiij.

HAue mercy vpon me (oh god) haue mercy vppon me / for in the do my soule truste and vnder the shadew of thy wynges is my confidence vntill this malice be passed ouer.

I crye vnto the hyghe God / euen God which finesheth all that he [Page 84] hath begunne in me.

He shal sende from heuen and de­lyuer me: he shal cast him into sh­ame and obprobrye that ceasseth not to trede me vnder his fete / he shal sende me helpe I saye for his goodnes and trouthes sake.

He wyll delyuer my soule lyinge in the middes of these wode lions that is to saye emonge the sonnes of Adam / whose tethe are speres & dartes / but their tongue is a shar­pe swerde.

Be thou exalted o god aboue the heuens / and liftvp thy glorye and maiestie aboue al the erthe.

For they haue prepared a net for my fete to take my soule / they ha­ue digged vppe a pitte before me [Page] into the which / their selues shall fall. So they shal.Selah.

My herte is redy oh god / my her­te is redye to singe and prayse the Awake my soule awake with harpe and Lute / and I my selfe shall awake right erlye.

That I might magnifie the Oh lorde emonge the peple / and pray­se the amonge the gentils.

For thi grete goodnes recheth vp vnto the skye / ād thy faithfulnes vnto the cloudes:

Be thou exalted o God aboue the skye and lyfte vpp thy gloriouse maiesty aboue al the erthe.

¶The title of the Psal. 58. ¶The songe of Dauid adhortatorye called Destroye me not.

IF ye thinke trwly vpon iu­stice: iuge then that at right is / ye sonnes of Adam.

But ye rather conceiue synne and myscheif in your hertis / youre hā des be stretched forth vnto robery and rauine vpon the erthe.

The vngodly are naught euen fr­om their mothers wombe / thei er­re anone as they be borne / speking lyes.

They boyle in them selue as hot­te in venome as edders / they stop­pe their eares lyke the wylye deffe serpent called aspis.

Which wilnot here the voice off the charmere / charme he neuer so wyselye.

[Page]Oh god alto breke their tethes in their mouthes / breke them in pe­ses / euen the very wange tethe of these lyons whelpis oh Lorde

Make them melte and so sinke a­waye lyke water: when thei bende to shote their arowes / breke them in pesis with their owne shaftis. Drye them vppe lyke snailis / and consume them lyke the childe borne before the tyme ere it euer see sonne.

Plucke them vp lyke an hawthorne / before their thornes be sharpe / let a soden whirlewinde with gr­ete violence take them awaye qu­ycke.

So that then the rightwise maye wel reioyse / when he see this ven­geaunce / and bathe his fete in the blode of the vngodly.

[Page 86]For euen then shal it be sayd / ve­rely / the rewarde abydeth the rig­htwyse: douteles it is God that yet delyuerethe vs vppon the er­the.

¶The Title of the Psal 59. ¶ The songe of Dauid called neperdas / When Saul had closed his howse aboute / to haueslayne him.

DElyuer me frome my eny­mes my god: & defende me frome my rysers agenste me.

Delyuer me frome these doers off myscheif: and saue me frome the­se blodye men.

For lo / thei laye awayte for my ly­fe [Page] / horribly they runne vppon me giltlesse / oh lorde.

Thei are bente and comen vppon me fautlesse: aryse and beholde / & helpe me.

But thou therfore oh lorde god of powers the god of Israel / aryse & punysshe all these haithen: pitye not al these wiked transgressours No do notSelah.

Let them runne wanderinge abo­ut the cyte vntil euentyde howlinge lyke houndes.

Lo they laye agenste me with th­eir mouthes / swerdis are in theyr lippes / thinkinge that none shall punesshe them.

But thou lorde skornest them / ād despysest al these haithen.

Frome the / do I acknowlege my strength to haue come to me: for [Page 87] thou (oh god) art my castel.

Oh God / it is thy goodnes that preuenteth me / it is god that techeth me how to handle my enimes Slaye them not (saith he) lest my peple be made negligent: but ska­ter them awaye by thy nowne po­wer and caste them downe / oh lorde our shilde.

For the sinne of their owne mou­the / for the speche off their owne lippes / and their owne pryde.

Let them be trapped and takē: for their periurye and lyes / let eche of them al be fables in mennis mou­thes.

Consume them in thy wrath consume them that thei nowhere apere / that men maye se vnto the vt­termost coostis off the erthe that it is the lorde that raigneth ouer [Page] Iacob. So it is. Selah.

Let them wander and runne aboute the cite vntil night / howlinge like houndes.

Euen so let these men be skatered abrode to seke their meate / but let them slepe with emptye belles

But I shall prayse thy strengthe geuen me / and erely preche thy mercye / for thou haste bene my de­fender and my refuge in tyme off my distresse.

Vnto the (oh my strength) shal I singe / for thou (oh God) thou arte my protectour / my God / my tre­sure.

¶The Title of the Psal. 60 ¶The songe of Dauid adhortatory / called the beutyfull lyfe of the congregacion / for an enstruccion when he shulde go forth to figh [...]e agenste the Syrions of M [...]sopors [Page 88] mye and agenste the Syrions of 30 be Ioas / whence he returninge slewe in the vale of Salis aboue .xij thousande of the Idumeys .ij. Re­gum .viij. and .x. and .j. Paralipo .xviij.

OH god thou hadst repelled and broken vs: thou disdaynest and thrustest vs frome the.

Thou hast smiten togither & bro­ken our lande / heale her breaches for she reeleth lyke to fal.

Thou shewdst thy peple sore and heuy chaunces / thou gauest vs a cuppe off wyne full off feare and drede.

[Page]But geue a token (I praye the) to them that fere the / that thei maye take herte agayne at the cominge of thy rightwisnes and equite. So they maye Selah.

That thy welbeloued mighte be delyuered: heare and saue vs with thy right hande.

God hath promysed it in his ho­ly temple / which promise maketh me glad: I shal diuyde Sichem / & meat out the vale of Suchoth Galaad is myne / and Manasses is myne / Ephraim is the strēgth of my head / Iuda is my leader.

Moab is my goodly potte / vnto Idumea shal I stretche forth my shoes / the Philistens shal come to me with ioye.

Who directed me vnto the defensed cyte? Who led me vnto Idu­meam?

[Page 89]Was it not thou (oh god) whiche hadst once forsaken vs / and didst not goforth with our hooste?

Whiche helpest vs in oure nede / for vayne is mannis helpe.

But by the power of god we shal do grete thingis right wel: for it is he that tredeth downe our eny­mes.

¶The title of this Psal. 61. ¶The songe of Dauid adhortatorye.

OH God here my cryin­ge / attende vnto my prayer.

I beinge in grete anxt of mynde krye vnto the from the farthest coostis of the erthe: leade [Page] me vp into an higher rocke then I my selfe am able to clyme.

For thou art my hope / my stronge tower to defende me frome my e­nymes.

Let me dwell in thi tabernacle for euer / let me be suer vnder the ko­ueringe of thy wynges. So let meSelah. For thou god herest my desyers / & thy heretage thou geuest to the fearers of thy name.

Thou shalt adde mo dayes vnto the kinges age / that his yeris ma­ye endure throughe euery genera­cion.

That he maye dwell perpetually before god / thi goodnes and faith­fulnes mought preserue him

And thus shal I prayse thi name for euer / that I might daylye per­forme my promyses.

¶The Title of the psal. 62. ¶The songe adhortatory of Da­uid.

ANd yet shal my soule obserue and wait vpon god alo­ne / for of him depēdeth my saluacion.

And yet is he onely my stonney rocke / and sauinge helthe / he is my proppe that I shall not gret­ly reele.

How longe laye ye awayte for w­hom ye liste all you togither / and slaye downe right / as a relynge wall or roten hedge is caste dow­ne?

your counsel is onely of his state and to caste him downe / ye delyte [Page] in lyes / ye praise with your mou­the and curse with youre herte. So ye do.Selah.

But yet shal my soule obserue ād waite vpon god onely / for of him dependeth my abydinge.

And yet is he onely my rocke and my saluacion / he is my proppe th­at I slyde not.

Vnto god cleuethe my saluacion & al that I haue / my trwe glorye / my strength ād my hope is in god Truste in him ye peple at al tym­es / power forth your hertis before him / it is god which is oure hope euerlastinge.

But yet ful vayne are the childerne of Adam: thei be so vayne liers that if thou layest them in a payer of bylaunces agēst vanite / yet wil vanite waye thē al donne togither [Page 91] Put not your truste in iniury & robery / geue not your selues to vani­te / riches if thei flowe vnto you / set not your herte vpon them

Once did god speke a certayn th­inge which I herde more then once or twyse / that is to weit / that al power is of the Lorde almygh­tye.

And that thou lorde arte all good and mercyful / and that thou lorde geuest vnto euery man after his deadis.

¶The Title of the Psal. 63. ¶ The songe of Dauid when he was in the deserte of Iuda .i. Re­gum .xxij.

[Page] OH God thou arte my god / vnto the do I ha­ste my selfe / so feruently doth bothe my soule and bodye thyrste for the.

In this drye deserte for lak of water do I apere before the nonotherwyse then if I were in thy holye temple to beholde thy strength & glorye.

For thy goodnes is miche better to me then this lyfe / ād my lippes praise the.

Wherfore al dayes of my lyfe do I magnifie the: and in thy name lyfte I vp my handis.

My soule is satisfied as it were with fate delicates / when my mo­uth with glad lippes prayse the. Euen in my bedde do I thinke v­pon the / and in the watchis of the [Page 92] night I remember the.

For it is thou that helpest me / ād in the shadewe of thy wynges do I reioyse.

My soule cleueth faste vnto the / thy righthonde sustayneth me

In vayne therfore do these men seke my soule: for vnder the erthe sone shal thei go hence.

Thei shall goo their wayes vnto that parte where the swerde dest­royth / foxes shal deuoure them.

But the kinge shal reioyse in god thei shalbe glad all that swere by him / but the mouthe off men spe­kinge lyes shalbe stopped.

¶The Title of the Psal. 64 ¶The songe of Dauid adhorta­torye.

OH god here my voyce whē I nowe praye: that thou woldst delyuer my lyfe frō the feare of my enymes.

Defende me from the preuye en­ginnes of the maliciouse / and frō the wodnes off them that worke myscheif.

Which whette their tongues ly­ke a swerde / and bende their bo­wes to shote forthe theyr dedly a­rowes.

Preuely to smyte the innocent ād sodenly to tache him / for they are without al fere.

Thei haue decreed a myscheife a­monge themselues / thei haue co­unselled [Page 93] togither of snares preue­ly to be bente / saynge: who shal se them?

They seke vngracious counsails they be al geuen to inuent mysch­eif euery man in his owne bosome and breste.

But god shal smyte them vnwa­ris with his arowe / where withe they shalbe plaged.

Then shal their owne tōgues so wounde them selues / that who so see them shal tremble.

Then shal euery man vnderstan­de and sheweforth the worke off god / and saye it was wysely done. The iuste shal in the mean ceasō be glad in the lorde / and truste in him / and al men shal reioyse whi­ch are right in herte.

¶The Title of the psal. 65. [Page] ¶The songe adhortatorye of Dauid with thankis geuinge.

VNto the (oh god) prayse is geuen in zion / vnto the / men paye their pro­myses.

Thou herest prayer / vnto the therfore cometh euery man.

Our heuye iniquites shulde ouercome vs / onlesse thou lorde gauest vs forgeuenes of our trāsgressiōs Oh howe blessed is he whō thou hast chosen and ioyned to the to dwel in thy courte / that he moug­ht be satisfied with the goodis of thi house which is thi holy tēple. For thi meruelous mercy here vs [Page 94] (oh god) our sauinge helth / the hope of al the coostis both of the er­the and wyde see.

Which girte with strength sette­the fast the hilles in their myght He swageth the wodenes off the sea / the roringe waters and swel­linge of the peple he peaseth.

Thei that dwel in the vttermoste coostis of the erthe / are afrayd at thy tokens.

The frutes that comeforthe ether eueninge or morninge / thou mak­est them flowresshe into thy prayse Thou visitest the erthe / thou wa­tereste it and enrycheste it aboun­dantly.

Thi riuers (oh god) flowe forth with plentuouse waters / wherw­ith thou preparest foode for men / for euen thus the erth is prepared [Page] Thou waterest hir vorows / thou brekest hir stourdye clottis / thou makest hir softe with subtyle and small showers / and encreasest her oute springe.

Thou crowneste the erthe wy­the thy benygne liberalite / and the whelis off the carte drope fat­nes.

They drope fatnes also euen the goodly plentuouse pastures / and the hill toppis ar girte with glad­nes.

The flockis of shepe are couered with grasse / and the vales laden with wheate / laughe and synge.

¶The Title of the psal. 66. ¶The songe adhortatory of Da­uid with thankisgeuinge.

SInge withe prayse vnto god al ye inhabitours of the erthe / loaue ye the hyghe maiestye of his holy name / geue glorye and prayse vn­to him.

Saye vnto god / oh howe wonderful are thy workis / thy almighty power frustrateth thenforcemēts of thyne enymes.

Al the erthe mought faldowne before the and singe vnto the / ād pr­ayse thi name. So it mo­ughtSelah.

Come and beholde the workis of god / and his meruelous counsels aboue the childerne of men.

Which turned the seas into drye [Page] londe / so that thei passed thorowe the flowde on fote / and then we reioysed in him.

Whiche by his power raignethe from euerlastinge / his eyes behol­de the gentils / who so forsake him shall not exalte them selues. No they shal notSelah.

Loaue oure God O ye peple / and putforth a lowd / the voyce off his prayse.

Which endeweth vs with lyfe / & suffreth not our fete once to slyde Although yet thou prouest vs (oh God) to trye vs euen as syluer is tryed: Bringinge vs into the stockis ād gyrdynge oure loynes wyth cha­ynes.

Thou layest sore men vppon our headis as burdens vpon beastis / [Page 96] we go thorowe fyer and water / but thou ledest vs oute into grete refresshinge.

I am come therfore vnto thy hou­se with brente sacrifices to paye vnto the my vowes which I pro­mysed with my lippes ād expressed with my mouth when I was in distresse and anxte.

I offere vnto the / fatte brente sa­crifices withe the swete reeke off wethers / I slaye for the both oxē and gotes. So I do.Selah.

Come hither and heare al ye that fere the lorde / whyle I shewe you what thinges he hath done vnto my soule.

Vnto hī am I wonte to crye with my mouthe / and with my tongue in it / I extol him.

If I fele my selfe gyltye vnfaithfulnes: [Page] the lorde hereth me not.

But now verely God hath herde me / and lu [...]steneth vnto the voyce of my prayer.

Thankis be to god which nether repelleth my prayer / nor yet his mercye from me.

GOd haue mercye vppon vs and be graciouse vnto vs: he moughte shewe his pre­sens vnto vs. So he mought.Selah.

That thy waye mought be knowne throughe the worlde / and thy sauinge helthe throughe all naci­ons.

[Page 97]That the populose multitude might praise the (oh god) that al pe­ple might loaue the.

That the peple might be glad ād reioyse / because that thou ruleste them with equite and gouerneste the nacions throughe the worlde. That the peple might prayse the (Oh God) that all peple might prayse the.

God which is oure god be benig­ne and liberal vnto vs / that the erthe mought geue forth her yerely frutes with encrease.

God be benigne and graciouse vnto vs / that al the coostis of the er­the mought feare him.

¶The Title ¶The songe adhortatory of Da­uid with thankisgeuinge.

AWaye / and let god aryse / lo nowe shall his enymes be dispersed / and his haters fle out of his sight.

Thei shalbe dispersed lyke smo­ke / for as waxe melteth awaye at the fyer / euen so perisshe the vng­odlye at his presence

But the iuste shalbe glad and re­ioyse at the cominge of God / they shal springe and leape / for ioye.

They shal singe vnto god and to his name / they shal stande of eche side of his waye / whiche is caryed vnto vs as the sōne vnto the west [Page 98] Whose name is The LordeIehouah. reioy­se ye before him.

For he wilbe father to the father­lesse / delyuerer off the pore wede­wes / euen god which inhabitethe his owne holy place.

Euen god which both setteth mē of one mynde in his house / ād the bounde in preson he happely led­eth forth / whiles in the meane ceason the false vnbeleuers ar holdē with pouerty & nede of al thinges Oh god / when thou wentst forthe before thy peple / when thou wen­tst with them in the wildernes. As thou didst in de­deSelah.

The erth was shakē togither / the heuēs did sweat at thi presence (o god) which apperedst in Sinai / e­uē at thi presens (oh god) whiche arte the god of Israel.

[Page]Euen god which of thy liberalite sendest showers vnto thy hereta­ge / and when it is syke and pore thou restorest and refresshest it a­gene.

And efte sone thi droues and heerdes of beastis graaze in it / which thinge (oh God) thou procureste vnto the poore / off thy nowne go­odnes.

Lorde it is thou whiche commit­test it vnto those wemen to shewe thy commaundement frome the grete hooste.

That kinges withe their hoostis be fledde and slipt awaye / and the pore homely deuyded the spoyle. Then shal ye reste lyke the ryuer betwene the bākes / as it were bet­wixt the wy [...]ges of the doue wh­yter then siluer / whose yel [...]w bac­ke [Page 99] shyneth aboue any golde / whi­ch doue hangeth in the ayer.

Whyles the almyghty god / whi­ch ruleth and commaundeth euē the kinges / had so ordyned the er­the that the mounte zalmon shul­de flowe withe mylke as wythe snowe.

And that Basan shulde be the hil of God / ye Basan shulde be that hil which shulde be pale for the a­boundaunce of cheese.

ye hilles / wherfore inuye you this hil so bountiful with cheese? whē God loueth to dwell yn this hill? for the Lorde wyll dwell in it for euer.

Thy chariets (oh god) ar thousande thousands / accompanyed with infinite angels / wherein thou lor­de art caryed vnto Sinai / and bac­ke [Page] agene vnto thy holy temple.

Thou ascendest on highe / the captiuite captiued / giftis receyued e­monge men: ye thou receiuedst thi very enimes that thei mought dwel with the lorde god.

Thankis be vnto the Lorde God throughe euery age / whiche hath laden vs with his holsome bene­fits. so he hath.Selah.

Euen vnto god which is vnto vs a sauiour: ye vnto the Lorde God by whom we escape the deth.

Euen vnto God which on the to­ther syde smyteth his enemys: he smyteth of the crowne of the hea­rye obstinat head off the forlorne man perseueringe in his mysch­eife.

For the lorde sayd / I shal restore my beloued from Bassan / I shall [Page 100] restore him from the depe sea

So that thy fote and the tōgue of thy houndis shalbe dipped in the blode of thy enimes.

Al men shal beholde the pōpe off thy triumphe (oh God) the goyn­ge of my god and my kinge which arte in the secrete holy place

Singers shal comeforth agenste the with musyk instruments / and with maydens playnge vpon th­eir virginals.

ye and euen the hole congregacion shal praise god / thei shal loaue the euen at the wellis o lorde of israel Here shal litel Beniamin go before the princes of Iuda / as zabulō and Nephtalim & shal iuge them Thus hath thy God stablesshed thy strength: Cōfirme (o god) that thīge which thou hast done for vs [Page] vpon thy temple and vpon Ieru­salem.

Vnto the / euen kynges shal bryn­ge gyftes.

Thou shalt dryue beastes wythe a reede / the droues and herdis wi­th their calues / that is to saye the gentils kickinge agenst the / and gouen vnto riches / thou shalt skater the peple whyche delyte in ba­tayle.

There shall come ambassiadours frome Egypte / a meruelous grete power off india shall runne vnto God.

The kyngdomes of the erthe sh­al singe vnto god / thei shall singe vnto the Lorde. So they shall.Selah.

Which sitteth rydinge frome the beginninge vpon the heuens / and putteth forth his voice / ye and th­at [Page 101] a myghty voyce.

Attribute power and strength vnto the god of Israel / whose mag­nificence and might recheth vnto the clowdes.

God is to be dreaded from his se­crete sanctuary / euen the God off Israel which geueth vnto his peple power and strength. Glorye be vnto god.

¶The Title of the psal. 69. ¶ The songe of Dauid adhorta­torye called Liles / Roses / or Vio­lets.

[Page] SAue me god / for waters are entred and pearse me vnto my soule.

I steke in the depe claye where is no botome I am come in to the depe sea / and the violent streme ouerwhelmeth me.

I am wery of cryinge / my throte is hoorse / my eyes are wasted wi­th lokinge vp vnto my god.

They that hate me are farre mo then the heares of my head.

My enymes wex stronge and oppresse me with out a cause / ye fal­sely thei persecute me: and those thinges which I neuer toke / now am I constrayned to repaye.

God / thou knoweste my simplici­te / and my fawtes are not hid fro­me the.

Let them not (I beseche the) be [Page 102] shamed for my sake which truste in the (oh lorde god of powers) let them not (I praye the) be confo­unded throughe me / whiche seke the (oh god of Israel.

For / for thy sake I am bothe reuyled / and shame couereth my face. I am become a stranger vnto my nowne bretherne / and a waye fa­rer to my mothers childerne.

For / the zele that I bere to thi house hath procured me sorowe / the spightful rebukes of men reuylinge the / fyl vpon me.

I wept and febled my selfe withe faste: but al was turned into my shame and obprobrye.

I did vpō me sacke / but for so do­inge they iested vpon me.

They made me theyr laughynge [Page] stok that sate in the gate / and the dronkerds in tauerns made song­es vpon me.

But here in good tyme I offer my prayer vnto the (oh lorde god) hel­pe me for thy infinite mercy / with thy present and assuered saluaciō Take me vppe oute off this tou­ghe claye / and let me no lenger steke in it / delyuer me frome my ha­ters and frome the depth off this sea.

Let not / I beseche the / these swellinge waters ouerwhelme me / nor this whirlepitte swelowe me in / and shut vp her mouth ouer me.

Here me (oh Lorde) for thy swete goodnes / for thi infinite mercy lo­ke vpon me.

And turne not thy face frome thy seruaunt / for I am in distresse / ha­ste [Page 103] the to helpe me.

Drawe nighe to redeme me / dely­uer me / for because my enymes blaspheme the.

Thou knowest my obprobrye / re­bukes / shame / and ignomynye / all my enymes are in thy sight.

My herte is broken ād ouercome with obprobryes and rebukes / I loke for some to pitie me / but the­re is non: I waited for some coun­forters / but I finde non.

Thei did put gall into my meate and when I thirsted thei gaue me to drinke vinaiger.

Let their owne table before them be turned into their owne snare / requyte them withe lyke meate and drinke into their owne fal.

Let their eyes be derkened that they se not / and their loynes weake [Page] continually to slyde.

Power forth vpon them thy indi­gnacion / and let the furye off thy wrath take them.

Let their houses be desolate / and in theyr tabernacles no man to dwell.

For whom thou hadst smiten th­ey yet persecuted: and wounded him whō thou hadst plaged.

Laye vppon heapis off myscheife for them selues / and let them ne­uer be partakers of thy rightwys­makinge.

Blot them oute of the boke of the lyuynge men / And let them not be writen emonge the iuste.

But me / bothe pore and sorowful let thy sauinge helthe defende oh god.

That I mighte magnifye the na­me [Page 104] of god in meter / and extol it highely with thankis geuinge.

Wher in the lorde miche more de­lyteth then in bullis ād calues ar­med with horne and houue.

Hereto haue ye respecte oh ye hō ­ble and reioyse / seke god and your soule shal lyue.

For the lorde hereth the pore afflicte / and his presoners he despise­th not.

Heuen and erthe mought prayse him / the sea and what so euer cre­pith in it loaue him.

For god shal saue zion / and the cytes of Iuda shalbe preserued / in­habited and possessed.

For the sead of his seruants shal possede it: and who so loue his name shal dwel in it.

¶This Psalme is off the same Argument with the former.

OH god spede the to deliuer me / oh lorde haste the into my helpe.

Ashamed and confounded mou­ght thei be / that seke my soule / let them be turned bakwarde wythe shame whyche couet to hurte me. Let them be put to flyght with cō fusion which with a gaude cry at me / ohe ohe.

But they al mought ioye and be glad in the / which seke the ād lo­ue that sauinge helthe whiche is of the / thei mought saye contynu­ally / god be highly praised.

I am careful and pore (oh God): but thou lorde haste the to helpe / and delyuer me / and tarye not.

IN the / oh lorde / do I truste let me neuer be confounded for thou delyuerest and ta­kest me vnto the for thy mercyes sake / thou hearest me and thou sa­uest me.

Thou art my stronge rocke vnto whome I euer flee / thou haste de­creed to saue me / for thou arte my rocke and my buswerke.

My god delyuer me from the hande of the vngodlye / and frome the power off the vniuste and cruell man.

For thou (Lorde God) art my ex­pectacion and my hope euen from my youghth.

[Page]Vnto the do I cleue euen frō my mothers wombe / thou pluckedst me out of my mothers bellye / wh­erfore all my prayse I doo spende vpon the.

I am become a prodigiouse mon­ster vnto many men / but thou art my truste.

Wherfore I prayse the with full mouth / my mouth is ful of thy gl­orye at al tyme.

Caste me not awaye in myne olde age / and whan nowe my strength fayleth me / se that thou yet forsa­kest me not.

For my enymes conspyre agen­ste me / and they that laye awa­yte for my soule counsell togither saynge.

God hath forsaken him / perswe and take him / for there is none to [Page 106] helpe him.

God / be not farre fro me / my God haste the to helpe me.

Thei mought be ashamed and perissh that are agenst my soule / let them be kouered withe obprobrye and ignominye whiche studye to hurte me.

But let me be euer constant / and encrese onely all thy gloriouse pr­ayse.

Let my mouthe magnifie thy rig­htwysmakinge and thy sauynge helthe at al tyme / wherof I know non ende.

Let me entreyn lorde to remember thy power and thy rightwismak­inge onely.

For thou (god) euen fro my chyl­dehede vnto this present daye te­chest me to preche thy meruelous actes.

[Page]Forsake me not nowe in myne ol­de age and hore head (oh god) th­at I might yet preche thy power vnto this posterite and declare thy arme vnto all men to come.

And also extolle highly thi rightwisnes (oh god) wherby thou hast finesshed grete thinges / (oh God) who is lyke the?

Which haste shewed me tribula­cions and many greuous afflicci­ons / and efte sone thou restoredst me and lyftedst me vp agene / euē out of the depe erthe.

Thou encreasedst me with hono­ure and dignite / and after my tro­uble didst counforte me.

Wherfore I do magnifie the and thy trouthe (oh my god) with Lu­te and Orgains / I singe vnto the with harpe o holy maker of israel [Page 107] My lippes desyer to prayse the / ye my soule which thou hast redem­ed desiereth to loaue the.

My tongue is euermore talkinge of thy iuste dealinge: for they are confounded and shamed that honte to do me myscheife.

¶The title of the Psal. 72. ¶The prayer of Solomon

OH god / endewe the kynge with equite / geue the sonne of the kinge gra­ce to ministre iustice.

That he might rule the peple wi­the iustice / and gouerne thy pore with equite.

Let the mountains bringe peace [Page] vnto the peple / and the hille top­pes rightwisnes.

That he might in iugement dely­uere the moste pore emonge the peple / and preserue the nedions / but the violent extorsioner vtterlye destroye.

That thei might the more feare the throughe al generacions as lō ge as the sonne and mone shal w­alke rounde aboute the erthe.

Let equite and iustice come dow­ne vnto the erthe lyke rayne into a newe mowen medewe / and lyke the swete honey dropes standing vpon the grasse.

Let iustice florish in his tyme / ād myche peace endure as longe as the mone kepeth her course.

And let him rule from the one sea vnto the tother / and from the floude [Page 108] Euphrates vnto the worldes ende.

Before him the Ethiopes shall fall downe / and his enymes lik the erthe.

The kynges of the sea and eylan­des shal bringe him gyftes / the k­ynges of Arabye and Sabe shall bringe him presents.

Al kynges mought worship hym all gentyles mought serue him

That he mought delyuer the complayninge pore supplyaunt / and helpe the careful socourlesse.

That he mought haue compassiō on the pore nede one / and preserue the lyues off the homble oppres­sed.

Redeminge them frome daunger & iniurye & esteminge their blode [Page] so precyouse.

He mought lyue and haue geuen him of the golde of Arabye / be he worshiped with out ende and magnifyed for euer.

There mought be so grete plenty of wheat in the erthe through out the hille toppes / that thei mought waue and smyte them togither like the trees of Libanus: thei mou­ght groweforth before the cyte lyke the grasse of the erthe.

His name mought endewre fore­euer / his name mought wex fress­he and yonge lyke the sonne.

Al nacions be blessed in hym / all folke mought preche hym bles­sed.

Praised be the lorde god / the God of Israel / which alone dothe mer­uelous thinges.

[Page 109]And praysed be the name off his maiestye for euer / and the erthe v­niuersal be fulfilled with his maiestye. Amen. Amen.

¶The title of this Psal. 73. ¶The songe of Asaph
¶The Argument.

OH how swete is the God of Israel vnto them whi­ch are pure in herte.

My fete verely were almost gone my fotinge had almost fayled me. [Page] When I fyll into a fonde angre mynde to se al thinges prospero­usly succede with the vngodly.

Thei bere no burdens / but be yn al ease and riches.

Thei be not oppressed with mor­tal myserye of men / nether beaten lyke other men.

Wherfore they are so pufte vppe with pryde that they be drowned in myscheife and iniurye.

So that for their wealy riches they be geuen vnto al lustes / and fo­lowe the desyers off their owne hertis.

Al thinges do they abhorre / saue those onely which they them sel­ues speke / ye and that so proudly Thei stretcheforth their mouthe vp into heuen / but their tongue wandreth throughe the worlde.

[Page 110]Wherfore thei haue their flok here folowinge them: and here com­eth forth their so grete auaūtage. yea / and they dare saye also / howe shulde god knowe it / and how sh­ulde the highe god weit it?

Wherfore thus consydered I wi­th my selfe: lo these vngodly and riche men possesse ryches perpetually.

In vayne therfore do I purify my herte: in vayne do I washe my hā des with innocencye.

In vayne am I beaten al the daye and chastened al the hole night.

Whiles I thꝰ (I saye) cōsydered with my selfe / I had almost reproued the felowship of thi childern. And I thought then to knowe th­at thinge which was right harde and heuye for me to knowe.

[Page]Vntyl I was entred into the secr­ete holy place of god / and considered the ende of these men.

That is to wete / that thou hadst set them in a slybery place / to cast them downe hedelinge.

Lorde how sodenly are they bane­shed and destroyd / cōsumed with sondry myseheifes?

Nonotherwyse thē a dreame after a man is a wake / for euen so lorde thou doist awaye their ymage oute of the cite.

But on this maner in the mean tyme my herte consumed in bitternes / and my raynes were greuously tormented.

Thus I brent and glowed in fo­leshnes / and in my nowne consa­ight was I but a beast.

Whyles thou yet neuer fayledste [Page 111] me but heldest me vp by my right hande.

Thou ledst me by thy counsell and efte sone tokest me vp honourablye.

Oh how grete glory is layd vppe for me in heuen (reversed ?) for as fore erthely thinges / when I compare them vnto the / I contempne them.

My flesshe / my herte and all faile me / for god is the strength off my herte and my parte for euer.

For lo / who so go farre from the / thei are but loste / thou destroyest al them which (thy maiestye con­tempned) playe the herlets.

But I thoughte it best for me to cl [...]ne vnto God / to truste vnto the Lorde God and preche al his no­ble actis.

¶The Title of the psal. 74. [Page] ¶The admonicion of Asaph.

WHerfore (o god) puttest vs awaye for euer? wherfore is thy wrath thus kyndled agenste the flok of thy pasture?

Remember thy congregacion whom thou hadst goten the off a lon­ge tyme paste / forgete not the sce­ptre of thy heretage whome thou haste redemed / euen thys hyll off zion wherein thou dwellest.

Lift vp thy fete quickly agenst theis destruccions / for thy aduersa­ry hath destroyd al thinges in thi holy place.

Thy enymes singe and rore in thi [Page 112] solempne feste dayes / they set vp tokens off victorye the pinna­cles.

So that men thought they had herde axes hewīge of the tymber aboue / a grete noyfe came vpon them lyke thonder.

All then grauen worke of the tem­ple is shaken and smyten downe with twibits and hamers.

Thi holy temple is set on fier / the house of the glory of God is pro­phaned and sayd smothe with the grownde.

And they saye wythe them sel­ues / let vs destroye them all at once / let all the solempne festis off God be banesshed out off the erthe.

The tokēs which thou somtyme [Page] shewdst oure fathers nowe we se them not / there is no prophete more / there is not one that can se be it neuer so litel.

How longe (O God) shall thy enimye reuyle? Shall thy aduersa­rye blaspheme thy name thus euer?

Wherfore haste thou vtterlye pl­ucked yn thy hande / wherfore ha­ste thou put thy ryght hande into thy bosome?

O God / thou arte my gouerner e­uen from the beginninge / and what so euer saluacion is in the worlde it is thy worke.

Thou skaterest the waters of the sea / thou brekest the headis of the grete dragons which dwel in the waters.

Thou brekest the harde scale off [Page 113] this Leuiathan / ād geuest him in­to meate vnto the peple of indye Thou cuttest forth springe ād fl­oude / thou dryest vppe the mayne seas.

The daye is thyne / the night is thyne / thou settest forth the light and sonne in their bright aparel.

Thou hast set fast the coostes off the erthe / somer and wynter thou hast made them.

Wherfore remember (o lorde) the rebukes of thy aduersarye / and of this stockisshe peple whiche blas­ph [...]meth thy name.

Betake not thy turtle doue vnto the cruel beast / forgete not thy pore afflicte for euer.

Beholde thy couenant / for the derke howses of the erthe are al full of myscheif.

[Page]Let not the pore contrite and asha­med be repelled / nether the hom­ble adflicte whiche loaue thy na­me.

Aryse God / defende thy cause / re­member the obprobrye wherewi­th the folysshe man blasphemeth the daylye.

Forgete not the proude voyce off thy enymes / for y ^e pryde of thē th­at make insurrection agenst y ^e / en­creaseth vehemently.

¶The songe of Asaph adhortato­rye / called / Ne perdas / the Hymne of thankes geuinge.

[Page 114]WE shal prayse the (oh god) we shal prayse thy present name / and thy noble & cle­re factis we wyll declare forth.

When the tyme apoynted shal come / I shall iuge that at good and right is.

Althoughe the erthe and all that inhabit it / be syke and feble / yet will I sustayne her pylers. So I wil Se­lah.

I shall saye to the foles / se that ye do not folyshly: and vnto the vn­godly / se that ye extoll not youre power.

Lifte not vp your hornes ouer hi­ghe to thinke stiefly peruerse thingis For nether from the easte nor from the weste nor yet frō de­serte or from the hilles / shal there come any to defende you.

[Page]But God is the delyuerer / this man he casteth downe and him he lifteth vp.

For there is a goodly cuppe ful of rede wyne in his hande which sh­albe powered forth / but the dreg­gis therof shal al the vngodly off the erthe souke and drinke vp.

But I shal euermore preche and praise the god of Iacob.

And all the hornes of the vngod­ly shal I breke / but the power off the iuste shalbe exalted.

¶The songe of Asaph adhortato­rye and thankful / to be plaid at the orgains.

[Page 115]GOd is knowne in Iuda / ād grete is his name in Israel For in Salem is his taber­nacle and his habitacion in zion.

There hath he broken the swyfte arows / bowes bucklers swerdes & al the hole bataile. So he hath. Selah.

Clearer and more to be magifyed art thou then the hilles of theues. For they theyr selues shalbe rob­bed / & be they neuer so bolde mynded / yet shal they sleape their de­de dreame and be brought to nau­ght with al their riches / were thei neuer so myghtye.

For at thi rebuke (o god of Iacob) bothe carte and horse are ouerwh­elmed.

Thou art to be dreaded / for who maye abyde in thy sight when th­ou art angrye?

[Page]When thou pronouncest iugemēt from heuen / then the erth trembl­eth and is stil.

That is to weit / Euen when god aryseth vnto iugement to delyuer all the pore afflicte of the erthe. As he sh­al ve­ [...]ely. Selah.

For because of this vengeaunce / men acknowlege ād praise y ^e / to y ^e entent thou shuldst bende thi sel­fe agene to auenge them.

Dowe ye and paye them vnto you­re lorde god al that be here in this companye: bringe forth your gyf­tis vnto the most dreadful.

Which interceptith y ^e breath off princes / he is to be dreaded of the kynges of y ^e erthe.

¶The title of the Psal. 77 ¶The songe of Asaph committed vnto the quere of Idithum.

WIth my voice when I cry­ed vnto god / vnto god wh­en I cryed with my voyce / he gaue eare vnto me.

When I was troubled / I sought y ^e lorde / my strength wasted euery night and rested not / my soule re­fused al counfort

When god came into my remem­brance / I was in grete distresse: when I shulde begynne / my breth fayled me. So it didSelah.

Thou heldst my eye liddes / I was so astoned that I coude not speke [Page] Then I remembred y ^e tymes past and the worldes ouer slyden.

I called to mynde my songes yn the night / I spake vnto my herte and discussed my mynde / saynge. Shal y ^e Lorde repell me for euer? shal he neuer more be apeased?

Wyl he with drawe his goodnes for euer? wyll he nomore speke to our posterite?

Hath god forgotē to haue mercy? wil he shit vp his mercy with his wrath? ye wil he?Selah.

And at laste I was brought vnto this saynge. Art thou not well yn thy mynde?

It is (I tel the) the right hōde of the highe God / that maketh this mutacion.

I shall remember the workis off the Lorde: and gladly cal to myn­de [Page 117] thy olde miracles.

And I shall preche thy excellent dedis / and speke vppon thy coun­sails.

Oh god / thy waye lieth yn thy holy temple / who is so mighty god / as God is?

Thou art god which doist so meruelouse thingis / which maketh thi strength knowne emōge the mul­titude:

Which hast redemed y ^e peple wi­th thy power / euen the sonnes off Iacob and Ioseph. S [...] thou hast.Selah.

Euen the waters knowe the (Oh God) the waters knowe the and fere the / the depe seas tremble at the.

The clowdes powerforth waters the clowdes caste forth thonder / and eft sone thy arows fle forthe [Page] on euery syde.

Thy thondre clappis ar herde ro­wnde aboute / lighteninges ar smiten forth into the worlde / the er­the trembleth and quaketh.

In the sea thy waye lyethe / and thy pathe vpon the depe waters / so that no man can espye thy step­pes.

Thou leddest forth thy peple ly­ke a flocke of shepe vnder the go­uernance of Moses and Aharon.

¶The enstruccion of Asaph.

[Page 118] HEare my lawe / my pe­ple: geue eare vnto the wordes of my mouth.

I shal open my mouth to speke parables / and declare the olde harde speches.

Which we haue both herde and haue certeynly knowne / our fath­ers so tellinge vs.

Let vs not hid them from their ch­ilderne in y ^e worlde to come / but let vs al preche y ^e glorye of y ^e lor­de / his power and strength / & mer­uelous actis which he hath done For he made a couenant with Iacob / and gaue a lawe vnto Israel / commaundinge our fathers to d [...] lyuer it forthe and teache it they [...] childerne.

That their posterite and chylder­ne to come shulde both knowe yt / [Page] and also expowne it vnto their childerne.

To thentent they shulde set faste their hope in god / neuer to forget his coūcels / but kepe his precepts And not to be lyke their fathers a nacion vnfaithful / fallinge from god vnto false worship / a nacyon that wolde not be certyfied in herte / whose spirit and mynde was not trwe towerd god.

As were the sonnes of Ephraim / which for al their featis of warre beinge neuer so good archers: yet in tyme of batayle were thei scate­red and fled.

And all for because they kept not couenant with god: and in his la­we they wolde not walke.

But forgote his counsails / ād al­so his grete wondrefull workis / [Page 119] which he shewed them.

Before their fathers he did mer­uelouse thyngys yn the lande off Egipt / euen in theyr playne felde called Tanys.

He deuyded the sea and led them ouer: and set vp the waters of eche syde lyke wallis.

Vnder the clowde he led them be daye: and al the night withe clere lyght.

He cloue in sondre the stonney rockes in the deserte / and gaue thē to drinke there of / as out off a grete depe sea.

He dreweforth waters of the stonne / so that they gusshed forth ly­ke ryuers.

And yet for al this thei sinned a­genst him: and exaspera [...]ed the highe god in that wildernes.

[Page]Temptinge god in their hertis requiring mete after their own lust For they replyed agenst god / saynge: maye god orden be mete in th­is deserte?

Lo / he smote y ^e stonne and there fl­owed forthe waters plenteously: but whither maye he not also ge­ue mete ād prepare flesshe as wel for his peple?

These thinges herde / y ^e lorde was angrye / and lyke fyer was he kyn­dled agenst Iacob / and his indig­nacion encreased agenst Israel:

Because they had not kept promyse with god / nether trusted in his holsome helpe.

Ouer al this / yet he commaunded the clowdes aboue / and opened y ^e gates of the skye.

To rayne them downe Manna to [Page 120] eate it / because he wolde geue them heuenly fode.

Here did euery man ete that aūg­els fode / for he sent them therof y­noughe.

He turned aboute the easte winde with y ^e clowdis / and by his powr induced a south wynde.

And so raigned them downe fles­she vpon them as thicke as duste and fetherd fowles as plentye as the sea sandis.

Whiche he threw into y ^e middys of their tentis / and rownd aboute their tabernacles.

Then they deuowered them vp / & were filled aboue mesure: for he gaue them their owne desyer.

They wanted nothynge off their apetite: and yet their mete beynge in their mouthes:

[Page]Lo / the wrathe of god was kindl­ed ouer them / and slewe the moste strongest of them / ād euen the picked out of Israel did he cut away But yet aboue al this they sinned agenste him / for they beleued not these so many his miracles.

Wherfore he finesshed their day­es and not with out a cause / sodē ­ly their yeris were gone.

Whyles he slewe them / they sou­ght him: and sodenly they retour­ned to god.

And remembred that god was their stoney rok: and the highe God their redemer.

Al be it with their mouthes they flatered him: yet with their tōgue they lyed.

For their hert was not wholl to­warde him / nether kept they pro­myse [Page 121] in couenant with him.

But yet (for al this) ful mercy­fully did he forgeue them / becau­se he wolde not destroye them / ād ful oft reuoked he his wrathe be­cause he wolde not al kindle it.

For he consydered that they were but flesshe / and wynde that gothe awaye neuer to returne.

How oft did thei exasperate him in the deserte / and prouoked hym to anger in the wildernes?

Oh / how did these bakslyders tē ­pte god / and mocked y ^e holy God of Israel?

Forgetinge his power / & also the daye wherin he had delyuered thē from thoppressour:

Howe he had wroght his miracl­es agenst the gipcions / ād his wo­undres in the felde of Tanys:

[Page]How he changed their ryuers in­to blode / and also their waters th­at they coude not drynke.

How he sent them lyse to ete them vp / and frogges to destroye them He destroyed their corne and grasse with hotte wormes / ād wasted their labour with locustis.

He beit downe their vynes withe hayle stones / and did froste bight thei moreburyes.

He destroid their catel with hayle stormes / and smyt downe their fl­ockis with hot thondre boltis

For in the hot furye off his fyerce indignacion he sent into emonge them grete tribulacions ād incur­sions of euel sprites.

He layd open y ^e waye of his wra­the to inuade bothe those men th­eir selues and their beastis to.

[Page 122]For he smote euery firste begoten off Egypte: euen all the cheife la­bours / yn the tabernacles off Ham.

But his peple he led them forthe lyke a flocke of shepe / and droue them into the deserte lyke a droue of neat.

He led them so suerly that thei neded nothinge to haue feared: for their enimes he ouerwhelmed w­ith the sea.

And brought them into the coost­es of his holy place / euen vnto th­at hill which he gote them withe his righthande

He expelled the gētils before th­eir faces / and diuided them that heretage metforth with lynes / set [...] līg y ^e tribis of Israel euen in the tabernacles of their enymes.

[Page]But thei did tempt and anger the most highe god / and obserued not his couenaunt.

Thei fil bak from him lyke theyr fathers / they rebelled lyke a naug­hty bowe.

They angred him with their images erected on highe: and prouo­ked him to wrathe withe their I­dols.

Which once herde / god was sore amoued / and gretely detested and abhorred Israel.

And then he forsoke the taberna­cle which was first in Silo: euen his habitacion where he dwelt a­monge men.

And betoke their strength into captiuite: and their gloriouse beutye he delyuerd into the handis of th­eir enymes.

[Page 123]He casted his peple agenst y ^e sw­erde / he was so sore angrye wythe his heretage.

Fyer deuowred his yonge men / & none mourned the state off his maydens.

His priestes were smytendowne withe swerde / and there were no widewes to lament them.

And the lorde start vp as one wa­ken from slepe / euen like a soldye­re refresshed and animated wyth wyne.

And beit their enymes on the ne­ther aftir partis / and made them a perpetual ignomye.

He turned himselfe awaye frome the tentis of Ioseph / and repudi­ated y ^e tribe of Ephraim.

But he chose y ^e tribe of Iuda / & also the hil of zion whō he loueth. [Page] There he buylded (as rychely ād honourably as myght be) his ho­ly temple: and layd y ^e foundacion as faste as the erthe it selfe longe to endewer.

He chose also his seruant Dauid / and toke him vp from y ^e shepcote He led him awaye from y ^e folow­inge his flok grete with yonge / to fede Iacob his peple and Israel his owne heretage.

He fed them therfore puerly after thinnocency of his owne herte / ād accordinge to his highe prudent vertue he led them forth.

¶The songe of Asaph.

[Page 124] OH god / the gentils haue inuaded thy heretage / thei haue polluted thy holy temple / and broug­ht Ierusalem into an heap of sto­nes. They haue made the carka­ses of thi seruāts meat for y ^e fow­ls of y ^e ayer / and y ^e flesh of thy sa­ynts meat for y ^e beastis of y ^e erthe Thei shed their bloude lyke wat­er through out al Ierusalem / and none there was to burye them.

We are an obprobrye vnto oure neighbours: a laughinge stok de­rided of them that dwel rounde a­bout vs How lōge lorde wilt thou abhorre vs? wilt thou vtterly kindle thi wrath to burne vs thus vp for euer? Powerforth thi wra­th vpō these haithē gētils y ^t haue not knowē y ^e / & vpō y ^e kyngdoms [Page] which cal not vpon thy name.

Which haue deuowred Iacob / & cut awaye his habitacion.

Remember not our sinnes of olde committed: but let thi mercyes so­denly preuente vs: for we be made verye pore.

Helpe vs / oh god our sauioure for thy gloriouse name / & delyuer vs: be peased and pardon our sinnes for thy names sake.

Wherfore shulde y ^e gentils saye / where is their god? let y ^e bloud sh­ed of thy seruantis be auenged v­pon the gentyls / in our syght.

Let the sorowful sighes off them that ly bound in presone entre in­to thy presence / and for thy myghty power saue them that be iuged to dye.

These men which haue vs nowe [Page 125] in their daungere / haue reuyled y ^e excedingly / but Lorde / turne this contumeliouse reuylinge into th­eir owne bosoms.

And let vs thy peple and y ^e flok of thy pasture geue y ^e thankis for euer / and preche thy prayse vnto euery age to come.

¶The Title of the Psal. 90. ¶A songe committed vnto the quere of Asaph: to be songe of a cert­ayn musyk instrument

OH pastor and ruler off Israel attēde vnto vs which ledist Ioseph like a floke / whiche also sittest vpon the Cherubims / declare [Page] thy selfe.

Shew thy selfe before Ephraim / Beniamin and Manasse: stere vp thy strength and come & saue vs. Turne the vnto vs (Oh God): shewe vs thy face and we shalbe salfe.

Oh lorde god of powers / how longe wilt thou repell the prayer off thy peple?

In stede of bodely foode / thou feddest vs withe teres / thou madeste vs drinke plentuously oure owne teres.

Thou madest vs a chydyng stok vnto oure neyghbours / and oure enymes emonge them selfe contē ­pne vs

Turne the vnto vs (oh god) of powers / shewe vs thy face and we shalbe salfe.

[Page 126]Thou calledst to the a vyneyarde out of Egypt / which (the gentils cast out) thou didest plante it.

And hir rootis purged / thou prep­aredst her a fat and fast place: so that her branches spred ouer the hole region.

Euen the hilles were kouered with her shadewe / for his bowes were lyke the stronge Cedre tre­es.

She stretched forth hir branches vnto the sea: and hir bowes vnto the flowde.

And wherfore then brokeste thou vp hir hedges / that al that passed there forebye might snatche of hir grapes?

A wylde bore cam in and destroy­ed hyr / and the wylde beastis [Page] of the felde fede vpon her.

Oh god of powers turne y ^e vnto vs we beseche y ^e / lokeforth frome heuen beholde / and consydre this vyneyarde:

Euen that plante which with thi nowne righthande hath bene plā ted / that is to weit / euen thy son­ne whom thou hast thus manifi­ed for thy nowne glorye.

For it is now brent vp with fyer / and lyeth al to wroted vp.

Let them therfore perishe at thy mighty rebuke / which haue done this dede.

And let thy power be present wi­th y ^e man of thy righthande / euen with y ^e sone off man whom thou hast magnified for thy nowne glorye.

And we shall not go backe frome [Page 127] the / restore vs that we mought cal vpon thy name.

Tourne vnto vs / oh lorde god of powers: shewe thy face and we shalbe salfe.

¶The Title of the psal. 81. ¶The songe of Asaph.

PRaise ye god our stren­gth with ioyouse iestu­re: synge ye vnto y ^e god of Iacob.

Lyft vp your voyce with loaue ād praise: smyte vp your tympanyes playe vpon your mery Lutes and harpes.

[Page]Blowe vp youre trompets of the new mone / in this so solēpne feste For this is the ryte of Israel / and a lawe so ordened of the God off Iacob.

Euen the testimony which he dec­reed for Ioseph / after that he had faughten agenste thegypcyons / where we herde that strange ton­gue.

When your shoulders were eased of that burden / and your hādis re­nounced the pottis of flesshe.

When thou thy selfe calledst on me in tribulacion / & I had delyu­erd y ^e / I lurkinge in y ^e thondre / sp­ake vnto y ^e / and proued y ^e at y ^e waters of contencion. So I didSela.

Oh my peple / heare: for I shal do­uteles promyse y ^e (oh Israel:

That if thou wilt obaye me / thou [Page 128] shalt haue no strange god / nor fal downe before no nother god.

For it is I that am the Lorde thy god whiche haue led the out of y ^e londe of Egipt: open thy mouthe and I shal fil it.

But my peple receiued not my voyce / and euen Israel forsoke me.

Wherfore I forsoke them & lefte them vnto the shrewdnes of theyr owne herte: and then thei folowed their owne deuices.

Oh y ^t my peple wolde heare me / I wolde that Israel had walked in my wayes.

For then shulde I haue mynesh­ed their enymes & turned my hande agenst their aduersaries.

They had frustrated y ^e haters off y ^e lorde in Israel / and had had th­ere a longe tyme.

[Page]And he shulde haue fed them wi­th the flower of wheat / and satis­fied them with honey / euen out of the very rocke.

¶The Title of the psal. 82. ¶The songe of Asaph.

GOd is fast & present in the company of the princes / rule­rs / iu­ges goddis / he is in the middis of y ^e iuges to contende in iugement.

Sayng / how longe wil ye iuge vniustly and fauour the face or per­sone of y ^e vngodly? As ye do.Selah.

Defende ye the pore ād socourles auenge y ^e afflicte and wrongfully oppressed.

Fauour and helpe the poore and [Page 129] nedye / and delyuer them from the violence of the vngodly.

But these men are without wit­te and wysedome / they walke in derkenes. Wherfore al the foun­dacions of therthe shalbe moued. I sayd it verely my self: ye be go­ddes: ye al are y ^e sonnes of y ^e most highest.

But yet lyke men shal ye dye / ād as any other tyraunt shal ye be smyten downe.

Aryse god / and auēge thou y ^e erth by iugement: for vnto y ^e al naciōs belonge of very right.

¶A thankful praise sungon of A­saph.

[Page] OH god / be thou not stil cease not / take no len­ger aduisement (Oh God.

For lo / thy enymes swel and flok togither / thy haters lyft vp theyr headis.

Thei set preuy ginnes agenst thy peple / thei conspire secretly agēst thy hyd faithful.

Saynge / come and let vs maketh em awaye from y ^e folke / that there be neuermore mencion made of y ^e name of Israel.

For they are conspired al togith­er with one mynde / and haue smy­ten handis to coniure agenst the. * Euē these men

The tabernacles of y ^e Idumes & Ismaelits / the Moabits and Ha­garens / Gebal / Ammon / and Amalec [Page 130] / the Palestines with y ^e citesens of Tyri.

With these are confedered y ^e Assirions y ^e continual helpers of the sonnes of Lot. So they are. Iudi­cum 6.7Selah

But serue thou them as thou did­est once the Madianites and Si­sar [...] / and as thou seruedst Iabyn at y ^e ryuer Chison

Which were destroyed in End or where their karyons laye lyke dō ghills on the erthe.

Make their capitains lyke Oreb / zebo / zebee and zalmane / ye / al the­yr chefe leaders be so serued.

Which sayde / let vs chalenge for vs / y ^e habitacle of god.

My god / make them lyke a whele and lyke stubble layd open for the winde.

As fyer runneth deuoweringe y ^e [Page] wode / and as the flame eteth hyl­les.

Euen so folowe thou vpon them with thy stormy tempest / ād ouer­thro them with thy whirlewinde. Caste shame ouer their faces / th­at thei mought seke thy name / oh Lorde.

Let them be confounded and vexed for euer: let them be shamed ād perisshe.

That thei mought yet thus kno­we / that thou lorde art alone / that thy name is alone / and that thou alone arte that moste highest ouer al the erthe.

¶A Psalme of the sonnes of kor­ah playd vpon a certayn musik in­strument.

OH howe amiable are thy habitacions o lorde of po­wers?

My soule fayleth me for the desi­er of the lordis courte / My herte & flesshe leape for ioye to come vnto the lyuinge god.

Where euen the poore sparowe hath founde her a place / and the turtle her neste to laye in their yō ge / that is to saye euen thy aultare oh lorde of powers my kinge / and my god.

Oh how blessed be thei which bo­th dwel in thi house and prayse y ^e also. So theibeSelah.

Oh blessed whose strength art thou / in whose hertis are thy pray­ses.

[Page]For when thei goforth in the va­le of teris / they take them for con­solacion to come / and the leader him selfe is garnesshed with thankes Thei go from plentuousnes into more plentuousnes / and eft sone / god is sene of them in zion.

Lorde god of powers heare my pr­ayer: luysten vnto me oh God off Iacob. So do. Sela.

Oh god our shylde beholde: beholde the chere of thy anoynted.

For one daye in thy courte is sweter then a thousande any where els I had leuer be a dore wayrer at y ^e house of my lorde: then to walke vp and downe in y ^e palaces of the vngodly.

For y ^e lorde god is my lyght and suer shilde / y ^e lorde shal geue grace and glory: throughe him / non [Page 132] shal lake y ^t at good is / which lyue perfitly.

Oh howe blessed are they: Lorde God off powers whiche truste yn the.

¶The songe of the sonnes of kore

BE thou merciful o lorde vnto thy londe: restore Iacob from captiuite

Take awaye y ^e synne of thy peple: and kouer al their wyc­kednes. so doSela.

Take away thy grete indignaciō turne from thy furyouse wrathe. Returne vnto vs oh god our sauiour / slake thy wrath thus bent v­pon vs.

[Page]Wilt thou be angry with vs for euer? or wilt thou continewe thy indignacion from age to age?

Shalt thou not rather returne ād restore vs: that thy peple may re­ioyse in the?

Shewe vs lorde thi merciable go­odnes: and endew vs with thy sauinge helth.

I shal yet lysten to heare what y ^e lorde god wil cōmande: for he wil sende peace vnto his peple and to his sayntes that turne to a better mynde.

For his sauinge helth is nighe them that fear him: and his glory is to inhabit our londe.

Mercy and trouthe are met togi­ther: rightwisnes and peace haue kissed eche other.

Trouth shal bud forthe oute of y ^e [Page 135] londe: and rightwisnes shal springe forth from heuen.

The lorde shal geueforth his go­odnes: and our land shal yilde her encrese

Rightwysnes shall walke before him: to defende him y ^e waye of his entresse.

¶The prayer of Dauid.

GEue eare / lorde / vnto me ād answere me / for I am ful pore and greuously troubled. Preserue my lyfe for I am inno­cent: saue thy seruant (oh my god) trustinge in the.

Haue mercy on me (lorde) cryinge vpon the incessauntly.

Make glad the mynde of thy ser­uant: [Page] for vnto y ^e / oh lorde do I lift vp my mynde.

For thou lorde art both swete ād mylde / and ryche in mercy vnto al that cal vpon the.

Geue eare lorde vnto my prayer: attende to the noyse of my desier. In the tyme of my tribulacion I call vppon the: for thou heareste me.

Amonge y ^e goddis (lorde) is there none lyke the: none off them maye do lyke the.

Al nacions therfore whiche thou hast made mought come and fall downe before the (oh lorde) & ma­gnifye thy name.

For thou arte grete / and grete th­inges thou doist: thou onely arte God.

Lede me lorde into thy waye / that [Page 134] I might walke in thy trouth: pl­uk in my herte y ^t it might worsh­ip thy name alone.

I thanke the / lorde my god / with al my herte: & thy name shal I for euer magnifie.

For thy goodnes hathe done me great pleasures: thou delyueredst me from the present pitte euen vnder me.

Oh god / the violent arose agenst me: and the chirche of the bolde arrogant sought my lyfe / settinge not the before their eyes.

Thou therfore oh lorde / most mylde and mercyfull God / whiche ar­te slowe vnto wrath and redy bēt to benignite and trouthe.

Turne y ^e vnto me and haue mer­cy vpon me: geue thy strengthe [Page] vnto thy seruant and helth vnto y ^e sone of thy hande maiden.

Declare thy goodnes openly vpō me: that as sone as they se it / thy haters might be confounded / and know / that thou / lorde / hast brou­ght me helpe and consolacion

¶The thankful songe of the son­nes of core / orkorah.

THe Lorde loueth the gates of zion: whose foundacions are in the holy hyl aboue al y ^e tabernacles of Iacob.

Gloriouse and ful of magnificence are those thinges which are prophecyed vpon the / oh cite of god. So they are.Selah.

I shal reken and acompte thē with [Page 137] y ^e: bothe Egypt / Babylon / and my known cytes of Palestyne / ye / Tyro and yndye / lo / euē there was he borne.

For vnto all men euery where yt shalbe gloriously reported ād pre­ched of zion that is to weit / that euen the moste highest which ha­the bylded her / is borne in her

yea / and y ^e lorde him selfe shal re­gestre it in y ^e cronicles of his pe­ple / y ^t he hath bene borne in her. So he ha­th.Selah.

Wherfore / y ^e habitacion both off al syngers and daunsers is in the

¶The songe of the sonnes of Co­re to be reported of eche otherwith their musik instruments / called al­so the songe of Heman Ezraite
¶A prayer and miserable mourn­inge of one excedingly afflicte and troubled.

[Page]OH lorde God my sauioure / let my prayer come vnto y ^e I crye daye and night in thy presence / geue eare vnto my sighes.

For I am filled with tribulacion and my lyfe is euen at y ^e pyttes brinke.

ye I am rekened amonge thē wh­ich must now be buried: I am estemed lyke vnto one whose strēgth is clene gone.

I am reputed dead / as free amon­ge the slayne / euen emonge them which slepe in graue / clene forgo­ten / whiche by thy power are cut awaye.

Thou hast thrusted me downe in to a ful depe pitte: euen into der­kenes vnable to be passed thorow Thy fury thou hast fastened vpō me / and ouerwhelmed me withe [Page 136] thy stormey flowdis. S [...] thou hast.Sela.

Thou hast remoued my knowne familiare farre fro me / thou haste made me abominable in their sig­hte / I am in siche distresse / y ^t I cā nowayes flee.

My sight fayleth me for so greu­ouse affliccion: I call continually vpon me / & lyftvp my hādis to y ^e. Doist thou declare thy meruelou­se grete factis vnto y ^e dead? do y ^e dead bodyes so lyue y ^t they maye aknowlege y ^t? No verelySela.

Shal thy mercyable goodnes be preched in my graue? and thy tro­uth with them y ^t be departed?

Are thy meruelous great actis k­nowne in derknes? or is thy rightwisnes preched with thē y ^t ar cle­ne forgotē Vnto y ^e (I say) lorde do I crye: & my prayer cōethforth spedely [Page] to mete the.

Wherfore lorde forsakest me: and hydest thou thy face fro me?

Sith I / for my affliccion lye pan­tinge and staggeringe vnder thy greuouse heuy burdens.

Thy furiouse wrathe tunne ouer me: thy indignacions oppresse me They aryse rownd aboute me continually lyke waters / and at laste thei beare me downe.

Thou hast taken fro me frende & kynsman: and thei that knew me knowe me not.

¶The songe of Ethan them rai [...]e.

[Page 139] THe mercyes of the lorde shal I euermore synge and prayse: vnto all the posterite to come / I shal declare hys trowthe with my mo­uthe.

For I knowe that thy goodnes shal endure for euer: and thi faith and trouth was present euen wi­the the heuens when they were made.

Whereby thou thus saydst: I haue smyten vp a couenāt with my chosen: and sworne vnto Dauyd my seruant.

I shal set faste thy sead for euer: and stablyshe thy seat royal vnto al posterites to come. So I sh­al.Selah

Euen the heuens do magnifie thi cleare actes oh lorde: and y ^e cōgre­gacion of y ^e faithful preche thi fa­ith [Page] and trouth.

For who is there euen in y ^e clow­des y ^t maye be compared vnto the lorde? or emonge y ^e gods lyke vn­to the lorde?

God is to be dreaded in y ^e grete cō pany of y ^e faithful / and gretely to be reuerenced aboue al y ^t are aboute him.

Oh lorde God of powers who is lyke vnto y ^e / in maiestye / faith ād trouth? where with thou art assi­sted on eche syde.

Thou cōmandest the prowde sea thou presseste downe her waues when they begyn to ryse.

Thou brekest and woundeste the prowde: and with thy power scat­erest thyne enymes.

The heuens ar thyne / the erthe is thyne / the worlde rownd about ād [Page 138] whatsoeuer is in it / al ar thyne: for thou hast first made them.

The northe and south thou hast made them: thabor and Hermon glorye of thy name.

Thy arme is excedinge stronge / thy hande is most mighty: and thi righthande is most highest of all. With iustice and equite thy seate royal is gloriously stablesshed / mercye and trowthe are thy before goers.

Oh how blessed is that peple which can blowe vp thy prayse o lorde: whiche walke in the light off thy presence.

Whiche at all tymes reioyse yn thy name: and leape and sprin­ge at the maner off thy rightwys­makinge.

[Page]For thou art y ^e brightnes of their strength: and thorowe thy fauour our power is listed vp.

Thou lorde art our shilde / oh ho­ly maker of Israel our kynge.

Thou spakest some tyme prechinge to thy faithful / saynge: I shall geue strengthe vnto my myghtye one / and exalte my chosen man o­uer the peple.

I shal get Dauid to be my seruāt and with my holy oyntment ano­ynte him.

My hande shal staye him / ād my­ne arme shal strengthen him.

His enemye shal not ouercome hī: nether y ^e myscheuous shal not oppresse him.

I shal smyte downe his enymes before him: and destroye them that hate him.

[Page 141]My trouth and mercy shal neuer fayle him: and throughe my powr his power shalbe exalted.

I shal stretcheforthe his maieste emperial vnto the weste sea / and his kingdome vnto y ^e floude Eu­phrates.

He shal cal me / saynge: oh my fa­ther: my god / and the rocke off my sauinge helth.

For I shal make him thouerm ost and higheste of the kynges of the erthe.

I shal kepe my mercy for him e­uer: and my couenant shal stande faste with him.

For his sead shal I continew for euer / and his seat royal shalbe as ferme as the daye that springethe out of the skye.

But and yf his childern forsake [Page] my lawe: and walke not in my iu­ste plesures.

If they defyle my ceremones: and kepe not my commandements:

Then with a rod shal I viset th­eir transgressions / and loke vpon their sinnes with beatinges.

But yet my mercye shal I not ta­ke from him / nor neuer breke pro­myse to deceyue him.

My couenant shal not be frustra­te: but what so euer went forth of my mouth / I wil not change it.

In the sacrament of myne of the I swore by my holynes: If I decey­ue Dauid. * Neuer trust me

His sead shal stande for euer / and his seat royal shall endure in my presence lyke y ^e sunne.

It shal be perpetual as ferme as y ^e mone: and as faste as is that same [Page 140] assured witnes in y ^e clowdes So he sh­al.Sela. the raynbowe

But now se / thou contempnest & castest him awaye / thou makeste thy anoynted to be deadly hated.

Thou turneste bake thy promyse with thy seruāt / thou prophanest his gloriouse crowne casten dow­ne vpon y ^e erthe.

Thou haste clouen downe al his wall is: and broken downe all hys stronge defences.

They trede hym vnder their fete al that there go forbye / he is an obprobrye vnto hys neyte neygh­bours.

The right hande off hys enemye thou lyftest vppe / and all his ad­uersaryes thou makeste to rei­oyse.

[Page]The power off his swerde thou hast writhen it backe: thou geuest him no victory in batail.

Thou hast obscured his glorye / & smiten his seat royal casten agen­ste the grounde.

Thou hast cut of the dayes of his yougth: and couered his face with shame. So thou hast.Selah.

How lōge lorde wilt thou be hid? wilt thou be hid for euer? how lōge shall thy indignacion be thus kindled lyke fier?

Remember how shorte is my ty­me: hast thou made al mē mortall in vayne?

May eny man so lyue that he ne­uer dye? or maye he delyuer hym­selfe from the pitte? In no wyse. Selah

Where is that thy so aunciant mercy / oh lorde: which by so holy [Page 143] an othe thou promysedst to Da­uid by thy trouthe?

Remember lorde that oprobriouse ignominye where with al y ^e ho­le multitude reuyleth thi seruāts which thinge I kepe downe secrete in my bosome.

Wherewith thy enymes lorde re­buke and deteste the stepis off thy anoynted.

Thankis be vnto the Lorde for e­uer: Amen / amen.

¶The prayer of Moses the man of god.

LOrde thou art our refu­gye / to receyue vs at all tyme.

Before the mountayns [Page] or the erthe were brought forthe: before the rounde worlde was made: frome euer vnto euerlastinge thou art god.

Thou bringest man into duste / & agayne / thou sayest retourne into your perfyt state ye childerne off Adam.

For a thousand years ar before y ^e / euen as yisterdaye past: & lyke the watches of the night.

Whyles thou scaterest them / they be but a dreame / sodenly they are changed lyke grasse.

The grasse flouressheth and gro­weth in the morninge / but at the eueninge it is cut downe and wi­thered.

Euen so / thou being wrath / we be consumed / and in thy anger we ar troubled.

[Page 142]Thou holdest our sinnes before y ^e our secrete deadis are open in thy cleare presence.

Thou beinge angre / al our dayes are slyden awaye: our years ar go­ne in a thought.

The dayes of our yearis y ^t we ly­ue are almost seuentye yere / and they y ^t be more lustye / lyue fower score: of whiche euen y ^e beste be sawced with labour and sorowe: ād euen sodenly are we fallen and fl­one awaye.

Who regardeth thy mighty wrath: and also the furye off thy in­dignacyon?

Teche vs thus to compte oure dayes / and to consydere them wysely.

Tourne the Lorde nowe at laste: and be thou mercyfull vnto thy [Page] seruants.

Let vs be sone satisfied withe thy mercye that we mought reioyse & be glad al the dayes of our lyfe

Let vs haue gladnes for the dayes of oure affliccion / euen for those yeris whereyn we suffred tribulation.

Deuyde thy cleare actis emonge thy seruants: and thy noble mag­nificence vnto their childerne

And the gloriouse maiestye of our lorde god be with vs / he mought acomplisshe the workis of our hā dis / the worke off oure handis he mought finesshe.

[Page 145]WHosoeuer dwel in the pre­uey closet of the most hig­hest: and abideth vnder the shadewe off him that is almygh­tye:

He saith vnto the Lorde / my God is my adsuered hope / ād vnto him do I cleue.

For it is he that will delyuer the from the honters snare / and from their pestelent myscheif.

He wil kouer the with his wing­es to be suer vnder his fethers / his faith and trouthe shalbe thy shil­de and bukler.

So that nether by night thou sh­alt not be afrayed of night bugg­es / nor yet by daye feare their fle­ynge arows.

No not once to feare their poyso [...] that krepeth and encreseth in der­kenes [Page] / nor yet that noyouse deuyl y ^t destroith at none dayes.

A thousande shalbe smyten dow­ne at thy liftsyde / & ten thousand at thy rightside / so y ^t no hurt shal come nighe the.

But y ^e punishment of y ^e vngodly thou shalt se it / and beholde it euē with thi nowne eyen.

For thou lorde / arte my adsuered hope: in an highe place hast thou set thi habitacion to be oure re­fugie.

There shal no hurte lightely co­me at y ^e / there cometh no plage vnto thi dwellinge place.

For / for thi plesure he shal cōmā ­de his aungels to kepe the in all thi wayes.

To bere the in their handis / y ^t th­ou hurtest not thi fete at y ^e stones [Page 144] Thou shalt go vpon cruel beastis and venomes serpents: and trede downe lions and dragons.

Because he trusted in me I wil deliuer him / saith y ^e lorde: I shal de­fende him because he knowlegeth my name.

When he shal cal vpon me / I wil heare him / in his distresse I will be bye him: I shal deliuer and magnifie him.

I shal satisfy hī with longe lyfe: & at last shewe him the saluacion y ^t cometh fro me.

¶A thanful songe for the Sabat daye.

[Page]IT is a goodly thinge / with prayse to magnifie the lorde ād to synge vnto thy name oh most highest.

To preche thy mercy in the mor­ninge and thy trowthe at the eue­nynge.

And that vpō the ten stringed in­strument vpon the lute / singinge also vpon the harpe.

For thou Lorde / makeste me glad with thy workis / and for the ded­is of thy handis I reioyse.

Oh Lorde how clere ar thy dedis? thy counsels are depe and vnser­chable.

An vn [...]y [...] man perceyueth not / nor the [...] vnderstandeth not this thinge.

Tha [...] [...] [...]scheuos gr­owvp lyke [...] vngodlye [Page 145] synful shall flouresshe vnto this ende / [...] thei mought be cut awaye for euer.

But thou lorde / abydest fast for euer euen the most highest.

For / lo / lorde / thy enymes / thy enymes (I saye) perisshe and al these vngodly men are scatered.

But my power shall redascende lyke y ^e horne of the vnicorne / and myn olde age shalbe moyste and flouresshe.

For that myne eye shal se / ād my­ne eare perceyue the myscheif ha­pened vnto my enymes / which a­rose agenst me.

The iuste shal floureshe lyke the palme tre / and sprede his brāches lyke the Cedres of [...]ibanus.

For they planted in y ^e house of y ^e Lorde / shall flouresshe in the cour­te [Page] of our god.

yea / in their olde age shal thei flo­uresshe and budde / made lustye ād ful of sappe.

That al men mought knowe / ho­we iuste and trwe is the lorde my rocke / & no wronge to be in him.

OH lorde kinge / whiche art clerely endewed / oh lorde which art clothed and girte with strength thou hast so fast set y ^e rounde worlde that it can not be moued Euen now frome the beginninge hath thy seat royal be constituted from euerlastinge thou haste thy beynge.

[Page 146]Beholde lorde the floudis extoll them self: the floudis extoll their noyse / the floudis lyftvppe their streames.

But yet myghtyer is the lorde th­at dwelleth on highe: then the so­wne of the maigne sea and strea­mes of water / be thei neuer so ve­hement.

What thingis so euer thou haste testified and promysed vpon thy fayer holy house: thei shall abyde trwe and faste (lorde) perpetually.

OH Lorde god the very auenger / oh god auenge openly and be glorified.

[Page]Be thou exalted oh iuge of worlde: requyte y ^e prowde as they be worthy.

How longe Lorde / howe longe do the vngodly triumphe?

How praare they their owne fab­les? how longe shal al these wyc­ked persons dispute of vayne th­ynges?

How longe shall they grynde thy peple togither / and vexe thy he­retage?

The pore destitute and y ^e straun­gers they sleye: and torment y ^e fa­therlesse.

Saynge / y ^e lorde knoweth not off it / & y ^e God of Iacob perceyuethe nothinge of this.

Take hede therfore ye vnwyse e­monge y ^e peple / and ye foles be once wyse.

[Page 147]Shall not he heare that did fewe on y ^e earee? shal he not se y ^e / y ^t ma­de the eyes?

Shal not he that nourterethe the gentils correcke thē? shall not he chastise / that techeth men know­lege?

Vnto y ^e lorde verely are mennis deuices wel knowne / he knoweth thē for vayne and naught.

Oh how happye is that man whom thou techest oh lorde: and whom thou enstructest in thy lawe? That he might be suer in tyme of perell: whyle in y ^e mean tyme the pitte is digged for the vngodlye. For the lorde shal not repell hys peple / nether forsake his heretage But he shal restore iugement vnto the rule off ryghtwysnes: and hym shal there folowe all that are [Page] pure in herte.

Who maye helpe agēst these ma­ligne men? or who maye stāde by me agenst these wyked?

Except the lorde had bene my helper / I had ere nowe bene in my graue.

For when I thought y ^t my fete was slyden: yet was it thy mercy lorde that sustayned me.

In my many fold inwarde sorow­ful vexacions: thy consolacions yet refresshed my soule.

Hast thou any thinge to do with the seat of the vngodly / which vnder the cloke of the lawe forgeth al myscheife and payne?

Thei runne togither agenst y ^e ly­fe of the iuste / and cōdemne inno­cent bloude.

But the lorde shalbe my refugye: [Page 148] and my god shalbe my stronge ferme confidence.

And he shal requite them their o­wne malyce / and destroye them for their owne wikednes / y ^e lorde our god shal vtterly destroye them.

COme and let vs leap for ioye before the lorde / let vs synge vnto the rocke of our sauinge helth.

Let vs come before him with thā kis geuinge / & in the Psalms sin­ge vnto him.

For he is the lorde / both god & kinge / most mighty aboue al goddis. In his handis ar the depe secret­is of the erthe / and also the strength [Page] of the mountains.

The sea is his / for he hathe made it / al the drye lande ioyninge ther­to / his handis haue facioned it

Come a [...]d let vs faldowne befo­re him / let vs bowe downe oure knees and beseche the Lorde oure maker.

For he is our god / and we be the peple of his pasture / & the flok off his hande / so longe as we ceasse not to obaye his voyce.

Be not harde herted as were they that chode and rebelled agenste him in the wildernes.

Where youre fathers casted me of / they proued me and sawe my workis.

Fourtye yeres it yrked me of that nacion / in so myche that I sayde: this peples herte is gone fro me / [Page 149] for they knowlege not my wayes. In my grete wrath therfore made I my othe agenst them / y ^t they sh­ulde not come into my reste.

SInge ye to y ^e lorde a new songe / singe ye vnto the lorde al the hole lande

Synge ye to the Lorde / & loaue his name / prechinge his sa­uinge helthe at al tyme.

Put the gentils in mynde off his glorye / and al peple of his mirac­les.

For grete is the Lorde and exced­eth al prayse / he is to be dreaded a­boue al gods.

For al the gods of the gentils are [Page] but stockes / it is the lorde y ^t made the heuens.

Thankis and highe magnificēce is with him: power and maiestye are in his holy place.

Geue vnto the lorde ye kinreds of the gentils / geue the lorde his po­wer and strengthe.

Geue ye power almightye vnto the name of the lorde / takevp you­re offeraunce ād come into his holy courte.

Prayse ye the lorde with holy pō ­pe / al the erthe mought reuerence his face.

Publesshe it emonge the gentils / y ^t the lorde raigneth / euen the lor­de which hath setfaste the worl­de y ^t it cannot be moued / euen the lorde (I saye) y ^t iugeth al folke iustely.

[Page 150]The heuens mought reioyse and the erthe be ioyouse / the sea mou­ght sowne and be moued with all y ^t is in her.

The feldis mought be glad with whatsoeuer is in them / al the str­ength of the wodis mought leape for ioye:

Before the lorde / when he shal come: for he shal come to iuge the erthe / he shal come to iuge the rownde worlde with rightwisnes / and the peple with trouthe.

¶It is the very almighty god / which is worshiped in Israel / and all other to be no goddis / and the worshipers of god to magnifie the very forme os our rightwismakinge.

[Page]THe lorde reigneth / the erthe mought reioyse / and those manifold eylandis mought be gladde.

He is closed aboute with derke cl­owdes rightwisnes and equite ar the pylers of his seat royal

Fyer procedeth before him / to burne vp his enymes rownde aboute him.

His lighteninges shewe vs clerely the worlde rownde aboute / at y ^e which the erthe trembleth & qua­kethe.

The hilles melt awaye lyke wa­xe at the presence of the lorde / ye al the erthe sinketh awaye at the presence of the lorde.

The heuens preche forth his rig­htwisnes: and al peple shal se his maiestye.

[Page 151]Confounded moughr they be / all that worship ymages and glorye in their goddis / and let al the god­dis worship him.

zion shal reioyse when she hear these thinges: and the daughters of Iuda shall daunce for ioye when they se thy iugementes / oh lorde. For thou lorde art the most high­est ouer all the erth / thou art exce­dingly exalted aboue al gods.

Whosoeuer loue the lorde / se that ye hate malice: for he kepeth the soulis of his seruants / and delyu­ereth them from the hande of the vngodly.

Thorow hī / light is powered in­to the innocent: and ioye is set fa­ste in y ^e pure herted.

Be glad ye rightwyse in the Lor­de and be thankful in his holy re­memberance.

¶:An excitinge of al thinges to prayse god / for fauour geuen throu­ghe crist / the iuge of the worlde to come / lyke vnto the psal. xcvi

SInge ve vnto the lorde a new songe: for he hathe done meruelous thingis with his sauinge right hande and holy arme.

The lorde hath made known his sauinge helth / & reueled his forme of rightwyse makinge in the eyes of the gentils.

He remembred his mercy and trouth for y ^e howse of Israel: y ^t al the coostis of the erth might se y ^e sal­uacion sent vs from our god.

Let al the erth make melody vnto y ^e lorde: be glad / reioyse and singe. Singe ye vnto y ^e lorde with harpe [Page 152] playe y ^e psalmes vpō your harpes Synge with trompets and clary­ers: make ye melody before the lorde and kynge.

Let the sea & al y ^t is in her sownd forth hir melodye / al y ^e worlde with hir inhabitors.

The ryuers mought clappe their handis / and the mountayns leap for ioye:

Before y ^e lorde / whē he shal come to iuge the erthe / for he shall iuge y ^e worlde / takinge iustice to coun­sel / and y ^e peple / callinge equite to assiste him.

[Page] THe lorde raigneth & maketh the peple to trem­ble / he sitteth vppon the Cherubims and moue­th the erthe.

The lorde which is worshiped in zion is grete: and highe aboue all peple.

Let them extol thy grete name / so terrible and so holy.

Thy power royal loueth equite / thou holdest mercy in thy hande / and that at iuste ād right is / thou doist it vnto Iacob.

Extol ye the lorde oure god / and fal downe before his fotestole / for he is holye.

Moses & Arō wer ordined his pr­eistes / and Samuel off the noum­ber of them that cal vpon his na­me / called vnto the Lorde / and he [Page 153] answerde them.

Out of the clowdy pyler he spa­ke vnto them: for thei kept y ^e testimonyes and lawe whiche he had geuen them.

Lorde oure God / it was thou that herdest them / thou waste vnto th­em / bothe their mercyful god and also the auenger of their vayne deuyses.

Magnifie ye the lorde our god / ād worship him in his holy hyll: for right holy is the lorde our god.

¶A Psalme of thankis geuinge in the hole congregacion.

MAke ye mirthe vnto the Lorde throughe oute all the lande / worshipe the lorde in gladnes / come into his presens ioyfully.

Acknowlege ye that the lorde ys [Page] god: he made vs / and not we oure selfe which ar his peple and y ^e shepe of his pasture.

Go ye into his gates with thank­is geuinge / and into his vtwarde courte with praise / loaue and pre­che his name.

For the lorde is benigne / his mercy is euerlastinge / and his trouth endureth vnto al generacions.

¶Here are princes and rulers tau­ght how they shulde lyue their sel­ues: and entreat other.

MErcy and equite shal I prayse in my songe / vn­to the (oh lorde) shall I singe.

I shal endeuour to attayne y ^e pu­re waye vntyl thou metest me / I shal walke in the innocencye off my herte within my nowne house [Page 154] I shal not set before me any shre­wd counsel: the vngodly vnhonest I so hate them / y ^t thei shal not in nowyse cleue vnto me.

Wyked mynded I abhorre / him y ^t forgeth myscheif in nowyse wil I knowe.

Him that secretely detracteth his neighbour I wil oppresse / the pr­owd and arrogant I maye not a­waye with.

My eyes shalbe intent in this w­orlde vnto y ^e very faithful to dw­el with me: and who so walke yn y ^e waye of innocencye / he shall be my seruant.

No deceitful persone shal dwel in my house / no lyer shall tary in my sight.

Al wiked persons wyll I cast for­the in tyme oute off the lande / so [Page] that al workers of myscheif shal­be cut out of the cyte of the lorde.

¶A prayer of the pore afflicte be­inge in distresse / poweringe forth his complaint before the lorde.

LOrde heare my prayer and let my crying come vnto the.

Hyde not thy face frome in tyme of my tribulacion / but lysten vnto me when I cal / & haste the to helpe me.

For my dayes vanishe awaye ly­ke smoke / ād my bones are consu­med lyke a fyer brande.

My hert is cut downe and dryed vp lyke haye / for I forsoke to ta­ke my nowne meate.

For the noyse of my sorowful wailinge my bones skant cleue vnto my flesshe.

[Page 155]I am lyke y ^e pellycane in y ^e wyld­ernes / and lyke y ^e night fowle in y ^e olde broken celinges.

I wake and am lyke y ^e lytel spa­rowe which sitteth solytary with out his mate in y ^e rofe of y ^e house. My enymes reuyle me continually: and thei that ieste vpon me cō ­spire my deth.

So that I eat my brede lyke assh­es and mengle my drinke with teares.

And that euen for thy indignaci­on and wrath / for thou tokest me vppe to caste me agenste the gro­wnde.

My dayes are lyke the eueninge clowde: for I am witherd awaye lyke haye.

But thou lorde endurest for euer and thy mencion is throughe out [Page] all ages.

Aryse thou therfore and haue compassion on zion / for tyme it is to pitye it: hir apointed tyme is nowe come.

For thy seruantis dyed for y ^e loue of the stones therof / & it berued them to se her broken into poulder. Haue pyte lorde y ^t the gentils mought fere thy name / and al the kinges of the worlde mought reuerē ce thy maiestye.

Euen whē thei shal se the (oh lor­de) preserue zion / and appere in thi gloriouse power.

Whē thou lystenest vnto the prayer of the pore destitute / and con­tempnest not his desyeres.

For this thinge shalbe left writē vnto our posterite / y ^t the peple to come mought prayse the lorde.

[Page 156]Because he hath loked forth from his highe holy place / euen frō he­uen into the erthe.

To heare the sorowful wailinge of the bounde in presone / to loose them apoynted vnto deth.

That in zion the name of the lor­de mought be preched / and his glorye in Ierusalem.

In the most ful congregaciō / euē when the kingdomes shal be ther gathered togither to worship the lorde. Although in y ^t same viage he minesshed my strength / & shor­tened my dayes.

Euen while I thus prayd / oh my god take me not awaye in the midde course of my age / for thi yeris are euerlastinge.

Thou laydst the foundaciō of the erth frō y ^e beginning: & the heuens [Page] are the worke of thy handis.

Thei shal perishe / but thou shalt stond faste: and all thinges shalbe consumed in tyme / lyke a vesture: thou shalt change them like a garment / and thei shalbe changed.

But thou shalt abyde euer one ād the same / and thi yeres shal neuer haue ende.

The childerne of thy seruants ād their sead / shal abyde and dwel togither with the.

¶A prayse with thankis for the benefits os our creacion / preseruaci­on / and iustrification

PRayse y ^e lorde my soule: ād al the secrete powers of my herte moughte praise his holy name.

My soule / thanke thou the lorde / and forget not so many his grete [Page 157] benefits.

Which forgeueth y ^e al thy trespases / and healeth al thy infirmytes Whiche redemeth thy lyfe frome dethe / and crowneth y ^e withe his benigne mercy and ientlenes.

Which satisfieth thy desier wyth al maner goodnes / and preserueth thy youghth euermore flouressh­inge lyke the egle.

In ministringe his iustice and e­quite / y ^e lorde auengeth al y ^e suffer wronge.

Vnto Moses he shewed his way­es / and his counsels vnto y ^e chyl­dern of Israel.

Right mylde and merciful is the lorde: slowe vnto wrath / but redy to forgeuenes.

He chydeth not euer / nother is he angry alwayes.

[Page]He dealeth not with vs after oure sinnes: nor rewardeth vs not acordinge to our wikednes.

The heyghth of the heuens is not so present ouer the erthe / as is his merciable goodnes ouer them th­at worship him.

He setteth out sinnes as farre frō vs / as is the east from the west

Neuer was there any parente so tender vnto his childerne / as is y ^e lorde vnto them that worship hī. For it is he that knoweth our makinge / he remembreth y ^t we ar but of dust.

That y ^e age of man mortall is ly­ke grasse: y ^t he flouressheth lyke a flower of the felde.

Which as sone as any sharp winde touche it: it is gone / nomore fo­unde in his place.

[Page 158]But the merciable goodnes of the lorde / is from euer and euer prese­ruinge his worshipers / ād the for­me of his rightwismakinge is pr­sent with their childers childern. Solonge as they kepe his couen­ant / and holde his commaundm­ents in mynde to do them.

The lorde hath set faste his seat royal in heuen: and with his maiesty emperial he gouerneth al thinges.

Prayse ye the Lorde his aungels / whiche excell in power to fulfill his plesures / and to obaye the voyce of his worde.

Prayse ye the lorde al his myghty hoste / his ministers / and ye y ^t do his plesures.

Prayse ye the lorde / al his workis in euery place of his dominion.

Prayse thou the lorde my soule.

¶In this Psalme the prouidence of god agenst al creatures / is prai­sed.

PRayse y ^e lorde my soule: oh lorde my god / it can­not be expressed withe how grete myght / maie­stye and glorye thou arte ornow­erned.

Thou arte decked with lyght as with thy garment / thou stretchest forth y ^e heuens lyke a cortayne.

Thy dwellinge place is volted o­uer fast with waters / y ^e clowdes thou framest into thy chariets / ca­ryed with y ^e swyft wynges of the wynde.

Thou makest y ^e wyndes thy messengers / ād y ^e flames of fyer to be thy ministres.

[Page 159]Thou hast layd y ^e erthe vpon her owne fast foundacion / s [...] y ^t she sh­al neuer fal / nor rele.

Thou hast wrapped her in with y ^e sea as it were with hir vesture.

And euen when ouer y ^e mountaīs y ^e waters ascende: yet at thi rebu­kinge thei flee: at y ^e noise of thi thondringe thei faldowne.

Then y ^e hilles are sene a lofte / ād y ^e vales beneth in their place wh­ich thou hast apointed them

Thou hast limited y ^e waters the­ir bowndes whiche thei maye not passe / nether yet turne agayne to ouer flowe y ^e erthe.

Thou ledest forthe y ^e springes in y ^t vales / which go thorowe betwene y ^e hilles.

To geue drinke vnto al thy beast­es of y ^e felde / y ^t y ^e wylde asses my­ght [Page] breke their thirste.

Aboue in the hilles the foules off the ayer haue their habitacions: & singe out of the thik braunches.

Thou waterest the hilles frō thy highe places / through thi diligēt worke the erth is replenisshed wi­th yearly encrease.

Thou bringest forth grasse for catel / and herbes to serue man

Out of the erth thou bringest for­th both fode to sustayne and refr­esshe man: wyne to make glad mā nis herte / and oyle to make him a mery chere.

The trees are made fatte off thy lordeship / and also the Cedres off Libanus which thou hast plāted That the fowles mought ther nestle / as is the furtre an house for the storke.

[Page 160]That the highe hilles mighte be soucour for the hartis / and the rockes a refuge for the kones.

Thou hast made y ^e mone to wexe and wanse / the sun knoweth his down fallinge.

Than bringest thou yn derkenes to make the night / in y ^t which all y ^e beastis of y ^e forestis crepeforth. As y ^e yōge lyōs roringe for their proye / to seke their meat apoynted them of god.

But the sun arysinge / thei conua­ye them self yn agayne / and leye them downe in their dennes.

And then cometh forth man vnto his worke / and to tyl his lande vntyl eueninge.

Oh how grete ar thy workis o lorde? which al so wysely thou hast made / right ful is y ^e erth of thi goodes.

[Page]The sea also is grete and wyde e­uery wayes / wheryn are thinges crepinge innumerable / as fisshes and beastes / some smal and some excedinge grete.

Wherevpon sayle the shippes / & there is the grete whalefisshe whom thou hast made to mocke and playe therin.

Al these creatures depende vpon y ^e / y ^t thou shuldst geue them their meat at their tyme.

For / thou geuinge it them / thei take it: and thou openinge thy han­de / thei are wel satisfied.

But thou / hydinge thy face / they are sorowful: and thou takinge a­waye their breth / thei are but dead and turned into the erthe y ^t they came of.

And agayn / whē thou puttest for­th [Page 161] thy brethe / anon there are thin­ges created agene: and thus thou renewest the face of the erthe.

The gloriouse maiestye of the lorde mought raigne for euer / the lorde mought reioyse in his workis. At whose loke the erth trembleth at whose touchynge the hilles smoke.

I shal singe vnto y ^e lorde whyle I lyue / whyle I haue my beynge I shal singe vnto my god.

My prayer be plesaunt before hī: for I reioyse in the lorde.

Sinners mought be cōsumed out of the erthe / and the vngodly ne­uermore to be sene: but thou / oh my soule / prayse thou the lorde.

Halleluia.

¶In this psalme / we be taught the prouidēce of god / and how father­ly [Page] he tendreth the faithful.

THanke ye the lorde / magni­fie his name: & preche his woundrefull counsels to the peple.

Synge and make melody vnto hī comon togither vpon his clere actis.

Prayse his holy name / the hertis of the sekers of the lorde mought reioyse.

Seke ye the lorde incessauntly / seke his presence and ceasse not.

Remember his grete deadis and miracles which he hath done / ād also his iugements which he pronounced with his mouth.

Oh ye sead of Abraham his seru­āts: oh childrē of Iacob his chosē It is he y ^t is y ^e lorde our god / wh­ose [Page 162] ensamples are knowne throu­ghe al the worlde.

He neuer forgeteth his couenant and promyse / which he hath she­wde vnto infinite generacions:

Euen the same couenant whiche he smote with Abraham / and his holy othe made vnto Isaac:

Which he decreed for a lawe wi­th Iacob: and confirmed it withe Israel into a perpetual testamēt. Saynge: vnto the shal I geue the londe of Canaan / to be the lot off thy heretage.

When they were yet but fewe in noumber / & strang [...]rs therin.

Goynge from nacion to naciō / frō one kingdome to another peple.

yet suffred he noman to hurte th­em / but chastened euen kinges for their plesure.

[Page]Saynge: touche not my anoynted and vnto my prophets / se that ye do no harme.

After this when he had called a famyn vpon y ^t lande / and broken al their sustinance.

Then sent he before them a man / euen Ioseph / which was solde to be a bonde seruant.

Whose fete were sore bownde with feters / a barre of yerne went o­uer his breste.

But by y ^e coūsel of y ^e lorde was he thus proued / vntyl the tyme y ^t he had set / shuld come.

And then sent y ^e kinge comman­dinge him to be losed: y ^e prince off y ^e peple commanded him to be de­lyuered.

And made him ruler of his house and lorde ouer al his goodis.

[Page 163]That he shulde enstructe his no­bles at his plesure / & teche his sa­ge rulers prudence.

And at laste came Israel also into Egipt / and Iacob became a stranger in y ^e lande of Ham.

And y ^e Lorde encreased his peple there so gretely / y ^t thei were at last stronger then their aduersaries

And then thegipcions hertes chā ged / they persecuted his peple / ād sought occasions deceitfully to trappe his seruants.

Wherfore he sent Moses his ser­uant / and Aaron his chosen.

And gaue them power to shewe wondres / & to do miracles in y ^e lā de of Ham.

He casted derkenes vpon them / & it was midnight ouer al / for it coude not auoyd his commandment. [Page] He turned their waters into blo­de / and killed their fisshe.

Their land crewiled ful of frog­gis / yea and that euen in the kyn­ges preuey chambers.

He commaunded it / and anon the­re came forth swarmes off al ma­ner flyes / gnattis / and lyse / were in al their coostis.

For showers of rayne / he gaue them hayle stormes / and lightenin­ges into their lande.

Wherewith he smote their vynes and figtrees / and blasted their tre­es through out al their coostis

At his worde / there were present venomese hot flyes / and caterpy­lers innumerable.

And eit vp al that grene was yn their lande / and deuowered al th­eir frute.

[Page 164]Also he smote euery first begoten in their londe / euen their cheif th­inges of al their labour.

And at laste he led them forth with siluer and golde / nether was there any syke in al their tribs.

Egipt was glad of their goynge forth: for thei begane to be afrayd of them.

And here / y ^e lorde stretched thē forth a cloude to shadewe thē / & mi­nistred fier to lightē thē by night Whē thei asked it / he sent thē grete plētye of quailes / & filled them with fode sent down out of y ^e ayer He opened the rocke / and there flowed forth waters and made them ryuers in the drye deserte.

And al because he wolde not for­gete y ^e sacramēt of his holy pro­mise made to Abrahā his seruāt. [Page] He led forth therfore his peple with grete gladnes / & his chosen with grete ioye.

And delyuerd them y ^e prouinces of the gentyles / and whatsoeuer y ^e peple had gotē with their labour they now posseded it.

To thentent thei shulde obserue his iuste plesures / and kepe dili­gently his lawe.

Halleluia.

¶This psalme is a thankis geuinge for the olde benefits of god / and an obtaininge of gods fauour. Halleluia.

GEue ye thankis vnto y ^e lor­de / for he is euermore benigne and merciful.

Who maye worthely treate his noble actio / and preche his ful pr­ayse?

[Page 165]Oh how blessed be they that ob­serue equite / and do right at al ty­me.

Remember vs lorde for thy graci­ouse goodnes towerd thy peple: & vysyte vs with thy sauinge helth That thy electe myght se thy go­odnes / y ^t thy folke myght be glad & thy nowne peculiare peple mig­ht clap their handis for ioye.

We haue offended with our fathers / we be sinners and haue done wykedly.

Our fathers yet in Egipte consy­dered not thy meruelouse actis / they regarded not thi grete goodnes but rebelled euen at the red sea.

But yet the lorde saued them for his names sake / to declare his al­myghty power.

For anon as he rebuked y ^e red sea [Page] it was dryed vp / and he led them ouer throughe the depeth as throughe the drye lande.

He delyuered them from the hande of their haters / & preserued thē from the power of their enymes. The waters ouerwhelmed their aduersaries: so that not one of th­em remayned.

And then they beleued his word­is / & sunge him y ^t gloriouse songe But full sone after forgote they his workis / nether wolde thei abide his plesure.

And they offended him with th­eir impacient desiers in the deser­te / they prouoked god vnto anger in the wildernes.

And yet he gaue them their desier and did put awaye their penurye of which it yrked them so sore.

[Page 166]Then thei angred Moses in the­ir tentis / and enuyed Aron y ^e lord­is holy man.

But the grounde gaped and swalowd yn Dathan / and closed ouer the chirche of Abiram:

Fier first kindled and set vpon their congregacion / and many off y ^e vngodly brent vp.

Thei had also made them a calfe in horeb / and fildowne before the grauen image.

And thei casted away their glory for y ^e image of a calfe eating haye Forgetinge god their sauiour / which had done so grete thinges in Egipte.

So grete miracles in the lōde of Hā / so dreadful thīgis in y ^e red sea Wherfore the lorde had decreed to destroy thē / had not Moses his [Page] electe man steptforth in y ^t article into his presence to sustayne and beare his furye / lest he shulde ha­ue casten them awaye.

Ouer this yet despysed thei some tyme y ^• desiderable londe / in so miche that thei wolde not beleue his wordis.

Then they murmured and swel­led in their tabernacles / nether w­olde thei obey the commandemēt of the lorde.

Wherfore he lifted vp his hande agenste them / to haue smyten them downe in y ^e deserte.

To disperse their sead into amon­ge y ^e gentils: and to scater them a­monge y ^e harthen.

Besydis this thei maryed thē selues vnto Baal peor / & eite y ^e sacrifices offred to dead stockis.

[Page 167]And thus they offended him wi­their owne inuencyons / wherfore the pestelence fellyn vpon them. Then was Pinhas the auenger anon present: and the pestelence swaged.

Which thinge was rekened him for a good dede / for euermore amō ge his posterite.

Thei yet exasperated him at the waters of stryfe / which thīge ma­de Moses to be punyshed for th­eir sakis.

For they so angred y ^e spirit of god that he spake it playnly with hys lyppes.

That they shulde not clene caste out the gentyles / whome the Lor­de had promysed them to plucke vppe.

Wherfore thei were mengled wi­th [Page] the gentils / and lerned the workis of them.

And thei worshiped their images which brought thē to their fall:

As to slay their owne sonnes and daughters / and offere them vp vn­to deuillis.

To shed the innocent blode of their owne sones ād daughters / whom thei offred vnto the images of the Cananites / pollutīge the erth with their blode.

And that they their selues shulde also be prophaned & polluted wi­th their own workis / playnge the harlettis with their own deuises and inuencions. A greuouse fal fr­om God their glory.

Then the lordis wrathe was set on fier agenst his peple / and he abhorred his heretage.

He gaue them vp into the power [Page 168] of the gentils / and they y ^t hated them were their lordis.

Their enymes oppressed them / they were subiectis vnto them

Often tymes he delyuered them / and thei as ofte rebelled with th­eir owne deuises / For their owne sinnes therfore wer thei oppressed But yet when he behelde their di­stresse / ād herde their complaints He remembred his couenant with them / & for his grete infinite mer­cye he pytied them.

And gaue them fauour withe all that had taken them.

Saue vs lorde our god / and gath­er vs out of the gentils / that we might loaue thy holy name & pre­che thy glory.

Praised be the lorde god of Israel from euer into euerlastinge / and [Page] al peple mought saye Amen

Halleluya.

¶Thankis for the benefits of the prouidence of god.

GEue ye thankis vnto the lorde: for he is euermore mylde and mercyful.

Let them geue thankis which are redemed off the Lorde / ye and th­at euen from the power off theyr enymes.

And hath gathered them from the gentils / frome the este and weste / from the northe and south

When they wandred in the wil­dernes in a waye not troden / fin­dinge no cyte to reste in.

So hongry and thirsty that their lyues fayled them:

Thei cryed vnto the lorde in their distresse / and he delyuered thē out [Page 169] of their anxte.

And brought them into the right waye / that they myght come vnto the cyte which thei shulde inha­bite.

Let them therfore prayse the goo­dnes of the lorde / and his clere w­orkis shewed vnto the childerne of men.

For he satisfieth the hongry sou­le / and the thirstye he filleth right well.

For when they sate in derknes ād shadew of deth / beinge bownde & greued with yerne:

Because they had cast awaye the commandmentis of god / and prouoked the mynde of the most hy­ghest.

When he had brought their her­tis fullowe withe laboure / when [Page] they laye noman to helpe thē vp. Thei cryed vnto the lorde in their affliccion / and he delyuered them from their distresse.

He led thē forth of the derkenes of that deadly shadew / and broke of their bondis.

Let them therfore prayse the go­odnes of the Lorde / and his clere actis done vnto the chylderne of men.

For it is he that brake the brason gates / and smote the barres of yerne in sondre.

For when the vnwyse had gone a wrōge waye / and shuld be scourged for their own wykednes.

And when their appetyte abhor­red al naner meat / and thei were now euen at dethes dore.

[Page 170]Thei cryed vnto the Lorde in the­ir anxt / and he delyuered thē out of their distresse.

He sent his rightwyse one / and healed them / and delyuered them from their dethe.

Let thē therfore prayse the good­nes of the Lorde / and his woun­drese deadis done vnto the chyl­dern of men.

And offre him vp the sacrifyce of thankis / and preche his workis ioyously.

Who so clyme the seas with shippe: and expede their busynes on the sea.

Thei know the workis of the Lorde and his meruelous actis whi­che he dothe in the depthe.

For at his commandement the wyndye stormes aryse / and lyfte [Page] vp hir waues.

Now are they lyfted vp vnto he­uen / anone are thei downe as depe as hel / whiche perel vexeth their myndes sore.

They rele and stagger lyke dron­ken men / and are all at their wit­tes ende:

But when they crye vnto the lor­de in their anxt / he delyuereth th­em from their distresse.

He ceasseth the tempest / and brin­geth in the caulme after that he hath swaged the swellinge wa­ues.

And then thei reioyse for their quietnes geuen them agen / and efte sone he bringeth them vnto their desyered hauen.

Let them therfore praise the goodnes of the Lorde / and extol his w­oundreful [Page 171] workis done for the children of men.

Let them extol him [...]n the congregacion of the peple / and prayse hī in the presence of the elders:

Which turneth ryuers into drye londe / and the vaynes of quyke springes into thirstye sande.

He maketh the fatte and fruteful region al barayn / for the malice of the dwellers theryn.

Whiche contrarywyse also tur­neth the drye deserte into swete waters: and the drye stouburne clottes into lyuely fountains

And setteth there the hongrye to bylde them cytes to dwel in:

To sowe the feldis / and plant vyneyardes / which mought yilde them their yearly encrease.

He nouressheth and encreseth th­em [Page] excedingly / and suffereth no their catell to minisshe.

But when he minissheth and maketh them ful poore and lowe / b [...] violence / affliccion and sorowe. When he casteth thē bonde to th [...] rulers for a proye / when he ledeth them al aboute by vayne and vo­yd placis where is no waye.

yet at last he easeth the pore from his heuye nede / and geueth him an howsholde lyke a flocke of hepe.

These thinges mought the iuste beholde / and be glad / and let eue­ry maliciouse stop his mouthe.

Who so euer thou be and art wy­se / marke thou well these thingis that the benefits of god might be knowne.

¶A Prayer vnto God agenste vn­godly enemes / and for tranquillite and peace.

My mynde is ful bente (oh god) bothe to synge and playe thy prayse with al my herte.

A wake thou my lute / ād my har­pe to / that I mought begynne spedely a none.

And prayse the amonge the pe­ple oh Lorde / and loaue the amon­ge the gentyls.

Because thy goodnes is hygher then the heuens / and thy tr [...]u­the and faithfulnes is aboue the clowdes.

Be thou exalted aboue heuens oh God / and aboue al the erthe in thy maiestye.

[Page]That thi dere beloued mought be delyuerd: saue with thy righthande and helpe.

God promysed it by his owne ho­lynes (which thinge the mean re­ason is my felicite) saynge that I shuld diuide vnto my self Sichē / and the vale of Suchoth shuld I meat oute.

Galaad is myne / Manasse is my­ne / Ephraim is my cheif strength and Iuda is my leder.

Moab is my special potte / vnto Idumea shal I stretche forth my shooes / vpon Palestyne wil I blowe vp trompets.

But who is it that ledeth me for­th vnto these defenced cytes? who directeth me vnto Idumea?

Is it not thou (o god) which hadst repelled vs ād woldst not go for­the [Page 173] with our hoste?

And tokest awaye oure helpe at oure moste nede? ful vayne therfore is the helthe and helpe whiche is hoped for / of men.

In god therfore shal we reken oure present victory / for it is he that tredeth downe oure aduersaries.

¶In this psalme is contayned the vengeaunce of god agenste the persuers of his worde / and thankis be geuen him for oure delyuerance & their confusion.

OH god my glorye / diss­emble not.

For the mouthe of the vngodly / and the mou­th of the deceytful are openned a­genst me / and with a lyinge tong­ue they speke agenst me.

They circumuent me with tale [...] [Page] forged of odiouse malyce / and la­ye agenste me with out a cause.

For my intire loue / thei were cle­ne agenste me / and that euē whi­le I prayd for them

Thus thei requyted me hurte for my good doyng / and hatered for my loue.

Set some cruel tyraunt vpō him to be his master / and set his eni­mye at his right hande.

Whē he is presented in iugemēt let him be condēpned / and let his owne defence make his cryme more greuous.

Let his tyme be shorte / and ano­ther redy to take his office.

Let his chylderne be soucourlesse and his wyfe destitute al helpe.

Let his chylderne be runagates / beggers / sekīg their meat in their [Page 174] harde exile.

Let the extorcioner laye hand vpō al his goodis / & his enymye pluk awaye his laboures.

Let there be none to pytie him nor none to fauour his fatherlesse.

Let dethe make an ende of his ys­swe / so that in the next generaciō is name be clene extincte.

But as for the grete synnes of his father / let them be by tale tol­de before the lorde / and let not the synnes of his mother be for­goten.

Let thē be euer present before the lorde / but as for y ^e memorial of si­che mē / let it be plucked clene out of the erthe.

Because he neuer remembred to do mercie / but persecuted the de­iecte man / redye to kyll the pore [Page] sorowful in herte.

He loued execrable cursinge / let it therfore fal vppon him selfe: he neuer sought fauour / let it therfore be farre from him.

He wrapt him selfe in execracion as in his clothinge / let it therfore pearse thorowe hym lyke water / and synke into his bones like oyle Let it cleue vpon him lyke his cloke wherewith he is kouered / and sit to his sydis lyke his girdle w­here with he is euer girte

Let this worke chaunce to myne enymes from the lorde / and vpon them that perniciously conspire my dethe.

But thou lorde God deale other­wyse with me / for thy names sake for by thy mercy art thou redy to delyuer me.

[Page 175]For I am a pore afflicte abiecte! and my hert is wounded with yn me.

I go forth lyke the eueninge sha­dewe / and am taken awaye lyke y ^e locustes.

My knees folde vnder me for fa­yntnes and sorowe / and my flesshe is so dryed vp / that ther is no moystenes left in me.

I am made a reuylinge stok for them when thei se me / thei shake th­eir headis at me.

Helpe me lorde my God and saue me fo [...] thy mercyable goodnes.

That thei might knowe thissame to be thy hande / and that thou ha­ste done it.

Let them curse blasphemously / so that thou beist benigne and iētle vnto me: let them ryse agenste me [Page] and be confounded / but thi seruāt shalbe glad.

Let my aduersaryes be cled with ignomyny ād shame / and be kouered with their owne confusion as with a cloke.

I shal as intyerlye as I can speke forth thankes vnto the lorde / and in the myd multitude loaue him. For it is he that standethe at the righthande of the pore afflicte: to delyuer him from his condemp­ners.

¶A prophecy of the birth of cry­ste / and of his kingdom both here in his chirche / and also in heuen.

THe lorde seid vnto my lorde sitte thou on my righthan­de / vntyl I make thyne enymyes thy fote stole.

[Page 176]The septre of thy power / the lor­de shal sende it forthe from zion / that thou mightst be emperour in the myddes of thyne enimes.

In the daye of thy triumphe / thy peple shal bring forth their wel willing oblacions with an holy pompe: for the dewe of thy nati­uite is spronge out of the wombe of the morninge.

The Lorde hath sworne / and it shal not repēt him: Thou art the preiste for euer aftir the ryte of Melchisedek.

The lorde is present at thy right hande / whiche when he is angrye he smyteth euen the kinges

He taketh vengeance vpō the gē tyls / and filleth all with their ka­riōs and smytethe the head of the hole worlde.

[Page]In his iourney shal he drinke off the ryuer / and then shal he lyftvp his head.

¶This Psalme is a prayse & thankis geuinge.

I Shal prayse the lorde with al my herte / both priuatelye with his faithful / and also in the hole congregacion.

Grete are the workis of the lorde and gretely desyered of al that embrase them.

His wurk is worthy laude & glo­rye / and his rightwisnes endure­th for euer.

He hath so done his woundrefull cleare actis / that they be worthy to be remembred: mylde and mer­cyful is the lorde.

He geueth meat to them that fear [Page 177] him / remembringe for euer his couenaunt.

The vertw and strength of his dedis he shewed vnto his peple / when he gaue them the possessiōs of the gentyls.

The workis of his handis ar fer­me and right / faste and trwe ar al his precepts.

Cōfirmed into euery age / as thingis decreed and set vpon trwthe and equite.

Redempcion hathe he sent vnto his peple / he hath commaunded his couenaunt to stand for euer: holy and reuerent is his name.

The head of wysdom is the fear of the Lorde / oh right and hole mynde which moderath hir wur­kis aftir him / the prayse of them shal endure for euer. Halleluia.

¶Constancye of mynde / and necessary substance neuer faile the good man.

OH blessed man that fe­reth god / and aboue all thinges delighteth yn his precepts.

Mighty is his posterite in y ^e erth the familie of the rightwyse is blessed.

Honour and riches are in the house of siche a man / and his rightw­isnes abydeth for euer.

In derkenes / the sonne and light wil springe and shyne vpon y ^e ri­ghtwyse / he is mercyful mylde & iuste.

Plesaunt ād profitable is the mā that hath compassion ād lendeth: which also waye his wordis wi­th iugement.

[Page 178]For he abydeth euer one vnmou­ed: the memorial of the iuste en­durethe euer.

At euel tydinges he fereth not / for ferme and fast is his hert by faith in the lorde.

So constant is his hert that he dreadeth not / vntyll he se the fal off his enymes.

He deuideth and geueth vnto the pore / his iustice endureth for euer his victoriouse power shalbe glo­riously exalted.

Which thingis al / the vngodlye beholdinge / he shal frete himselfe with inuye / grinne and whett his tethe / and be consumed: ād the de­sier of the vngodly shalbe frustra­te. Halleluia.

¶God is praysed here for his all­mightynes.

[Page] LOaue ye o seruaunts of the Lorde / loaue the na­me of the Lorde.

Praysed be the name of the Lorde / from hence forth for e­uermore.

From the sone rysing vnto the downe falling / loaued be the na­me of the Lorde.

The Lorde is excellent highe ab­oue al nacions / and his glorye aboue the heuens.

Who is to be compared vnto the Lorde our God? which hath se [...]e­led himself to dwel so hyghe / and yet so humbleth himselfe agene / that he wil beholde what so euer is in heuen and erthe.

He lyfted vp the nedye one out of the duste: ād erectith the pore out of the donghil.

[Page 179]To set him amonge the rulers / euen emonge the Princes of his peple.

He maketh y ^e barayn / to be a glad mother of the householde / at ho­me amonge hir childern. Prayse ye the Lorde.

¶A prayse with thankis where yn the hope of the faithful is cōfirmed

WHen Israel shulde come forth out of Egypt / and y ^e house of Iacob from that straunge peple.

Thou wast (oh god) reuerent ho­lye vnto Iuda / and vnto Israel their mighty emperowr.

Which when the sea had espyed / she did flee▪ ād Iordane gaue bak The mountains skipt lyke ram­mes / and the litle hill toppes lyke lombes.

[Page]What ailed y ^e (oh sea) to flee? & th­ou iordane whi wentest thoubak? What made ye / you mountains to leape lyke wethers? and ye hil­les to playe like lombes?

At the presence of the lorde thou tremblest oh erthe / especially at the presence of the god of Iacob. Which tournethe the stone into a ponde of water / and the stonney rocke into a plentuouse springe.

¶The Psal. folowing is a distin­cte Psal. aftir the Hebrews. &c.

NOt vnto vs lorde / not vnto vs / but vnto thy name geue thou the glory of thy goodnes ād trouthe shewd for vs.

Let not y ^e gētyls saye: where now (I beseche you) is their God?

Whē our god is he y ^t is in heuē / & disposeth al thīgis accordīg to his godly wil But these mēnis ima­ges [Page 180] ar but syluer & golde / euē the wurkis of mennis handis.

Thei haue mouthes & speke not / thei haue eyes and se not.

Eares haue thei and hear not / no­ses and smell not.

Handes haue thei and hādle not / fete and go not / nor tēpere thei no voice withe their throte.

Lyke are thei vnto those / y ^t make thē: & vnto those y ^t truste in thē. But thou o Israel / truste in y ^e lorde: for it is he y ^t is thy helper & de­fender Oh my family of Aarō truste ye in y ^e Lorde: for he is your helper and defender.

ye y ^t whorship y ^e lorde / truste in y ^e lorde / for it is he y ^t is your helper & defēder The lorde mought re­mēber vs / & take vs vp īto his cu­re / he mought nouressh vp y ^e house [Page] of Israel / and encrease the house of Aaron.

He mought blesse them that fere the lorde / bothe yonge and olde.

The Lorde mought encrease / bo­the you and your chyldean.

For ye ar the holy faitheful of y ^e lorde / which hath made heuē and erthe

Al the whol heuens ar the lordis but the erth hath he geuen to the chyldern of men.

The dead loaue the not oh Lorde: nor none of them that be gone awaye forgoten.

But we wil prayse the Lorde / frō hence forthe into euerlastinge.

Halleluia.

¶A thankis geuinge for delyuerā ce out of grete anxt and distresse.

[Page 181]My mynde is wel eased ād at reste / for the Lorde ha­th herde the voyce of my prayer.

He listened vnto me / when I cry­ed in my grete perel.

Ropes of dethe had cōpassed me yn / and helly distresses had inuol­ued me: I was fallen into afflic­cion and sorowe.

But when I called vpon the na­me of the Lorde / sayng / Lorde I praye the delyuer my soule.

(For mylde ād iuste is the Lorde / and our mercyful god.

The Lorde is the keper of the po­re humble / and I was destitute all helpe) then he saued me.

Tourne the therfore (my soule) into thy reste / for y ^e lorde hath ge­uen the thy askinge.

[Page]Thou verely-hast delyuered my soule from deth: myne eyes from teris / and my fete from slydinge. That I might walke right before the Lorde / amonge the lyuinge.

¶The Psal. folowing is al one in nowmber with the former / wi­the the Hebrewes.

TRuthe it was y ^t I sayd / when I spake in my vehement afflicciō / when I sayd in my traunce: Euery man is a lyar.

But what shal I requyte the Lor­de for al his benefits geuen me? For I receyued y ^t holsome cup­pe / when I had called vpon the name of the Lorde.

Wherfore I shal paye my vowes vnto y ^e Lorde / before al his peple: right preciouse in y ^e eyes of y ^e Lor­de [Page 182] is the dethe of his faithful.

I thāke the Lorde: that thou hast broken the bondis of me thi ser­uant / of me thy seruant and the chylde of thy hande mayden.

Wherfore I slaye vnto the offe­rance of prayse / and I magnifye thy name oh Lorde.

My promises shal I paye vnto the Lorde / before al his peple in the fore courte of the house of the Lorde / euen in the middis of Ierusalem. Halleluia.

¶Here it is prophecyed of the cal­lyng of the gentyls / by the mercy of God.

PRaise ye the Lorde all gen­tyles: loaue him also all peple.

For his merciable goodnesis en­creased more & more towerd vs: & [Page] his faithfulnes endewerth for euer. Halleluia.

A thankis geuing openly for de­liuerāce from our aduersaryes. &c.

THanke ye the Lorde / for his euerlastinge goodnes and mercye.

Let Israel preche forthe his euer­lasting goodnes.

The family of Aron also mought preche his perpetual goodnes /

Whoso fere the lorde / let them preche his goodnes euerlastinge.

Out of my greuouse distresse cal­led I vpon the lorde / & the Lorde herde me / and did set me at libertye.

The Lorde is with me / I shal not fere what soeuer man / maye do to me.

The lorde is mi helper / wherfore [Page 183] I set nought by my enimes.

Beter is it to truste in the Lorde / then in princes.

Let al nacions stande aboute me / and yet in the name of the Lorde shal I destroye them.

Let them compasse & close me yn: and yet in the lordis name shal I slaye them.

Let them fle aboute me lyke bees / and enforce to consume me lyke fyer the thornes / and yet in the name of the lorde shal I vaynques­she them.

Let them caste me down with ne­uer so grete violence: and yet the lorde wil helpe me.

The strength and substance of y ^e dyte of my songe is the lorde: & he himselfe is my helthe.

The noyse of mirthe and helthe [Page] is in the tabernacles of the iuste: for the righthande of the lorde hath goten the victory.

The most highe right hande of y ^e lorde / the righthonde of the lorde obtayneth the triumphe.

Oh / wolde god I might not dye / but lyue: that I might magnifye the workis of the lorde.

Let the lorde correk and chastyse me / but not deliuer me to deth.

Open me the gate of rightwisnes that I might go thorowe it / and loaue the lorde.

For this is the gate of the lorde: the rightwyse go in thorow it.

I thanke the / for thou hast herde me: and arte become my sauinge helth.

The stone which y ^e bylders reie­cted: is couched to close vp the toppe [Page 184] of the corner pinnacle.

And this is done thorow the lor­de: and it is a miracle in our eyes. This is the daye which the lorde hath made / let vs be mery and re­ioyse there in.

Saue vs lorde we beseche the / let al thinges now prosper / lorde we praye the.

Oh blessed that he is / which is come in the name off the Lorde / we maye wel reken you happy & w­yssh you good luk which ar in the house of the lorde.

The lorde god mought shyne vpō vs: ornowern ye this felt daye w­ith bowes and flowers / euen vpp vnto the corners of the auter.

Thou art my god / and I thanke the / thou art my god / whom I extoll.

[Page]Thanke ye the lorde for his euerlastinge goodnes and mercye.

¶This psal. declareth how vayn ar the wordis / studye / and doctry­ne of men / and agene how fruteful and godly is the doctryne & waye of the lorde / and how feruent the faithful mynde is in the desyer of goddis worde onely.

AlephOH blessed innocents / whi­che walke in y ^e waye and lawe of the Lorde.

Blessed ar they that kepe his testimonyes / & seke him vnfaynedly. Whiche committe no wikednes / but go in his wayes.

For thou commandist straightly: nothing to be so diligently obser­ued as thy commandements.

Wolde god that hitherto my ste­pes wolde stretche / as to obserue thy ordinances.

[Page 185]For so shuld I not be shamed / specially while I am attente vnto al thy precepts.

I shal magnifye the with al my hole herte / if thou techest me the forme of thy rightwysmaking.

I shal kepe thy ordinances / forsake me not I beseke the at any ty­me.

By what means els may the yonge man so wel kepe his lyfe pure / as by the obseruinge of thy wordis? Beth

With my hole herte therfore shal I seke the: but thou / seduce me not from thy precepts.

In my hert shal I laye vp thy wordis: that I might the lesse of­fende the.

Lorde / neuer ynoughe praysed: te­che me thy constitucions.

[Page]That I maye yet with my lippes remember all the plesures of thy mouth.

That I maye more reioyse in the waye of thy promyses / then in in­finite riches.

That thi comman [...]ents might be my meditacion: and that I mi­ght beholde thy pathe.

That I might delight in thy precepts neuer to forgete thy wordes

[...]imelGRaunt me thy seruant to lyue / that I might obserue thy plesures.

Open my eyes that I myght se clerely the miracles which are in thy lawe.

I am but a stranger vpon the er­the: but yet hyd not thy precepts fro me.

For my soule is broken withe the [Page 186] desyer of thy commandmēts at al tyme.

Thou correckist these execrable prowde men / which fal frome thy precepts.

Delyuer me from obprobry & contempt / that I myght kepe thy te­stimonyes.

For the rulers sit and take coun­sel agēst me / but thy seruant sit & thinketh vpō thy cōmandemēts. Thy monycyons are my delight: and my senatours.

My soule cleueth faste vnto y ^e grounde: Da­leth but yet thou refresshe me accordinge to thy worde. I shal laye open my wayes befo­re the: thou therfore hear me and teche me thy plesures

Shew me y ^e waye of thy cōmād­mēts: ād I wil cōsyder thy meruelouse dedis.

[Page]My soule wasteth in me for we­tynes: confirme me with thy worde.

Take fro me the waye of lyinge / and acordinge to thy law haue mercy on me.

For I haue chosen the pathe of trwthe / thy iuste iugements plea­se me.

Let me cleue to thy promises oh lorde: that thou confoundest me not.

Let me runne in the waye of thy commandements: in the whiche thou makest me a glad herte.

TEche me Lorde the waye of thy precepts: He. that I might kepe it alwayes.

Enstruct me to kepe thy lawe / & to obserue it with al my herte.

Lede me in the pathe of thy com­mandemens: [Page 187] for they please me. Inclyne my herte vnto thy moni­cions: and not vnto auarice.

Auerte my eyes lest they beholde any vanite: and quiken me in thy waye.

Set faste vp thy wordes before thy seruant: that they might mo­nisshe him of thy fere.

Turne awaye my shame whiche I fere: for ful swete ar thy iuge­ments.

And as for thy commandemēts / I loue them: sustayne me with thy merciable goodnes.

LEt thy benigne fauour fall vpon me oh Lorde: Vau and thy sauing helth to / acordinge to thy worde.

That I maye answere my reuy­lets / for I truste vnto thy promise [Page] Let not the worde of trouth in any wyse go fro my mouthe / for in thy iudgements do I truste

But let me kepe thy lawe perpet­ually throwt al y ^e worlde and yet lenger yf there be eny lenger

Let me walke yn sauegarde / for I seke thy commandmentes.

Let me reason off thy testymones before kynges / and not be confo­unded.

Let me delyght in thy precepts / which I do loue.

Let me lyftvp my hādis vnto thy dere beloued precepts / and haue thy commandments in my conti­nual meditacion.

Put thy promyse into y ^e mynde of thy seruāt / that thou mightst confirme my hope. [...]ain

For this is the thīge that coūforteth [Page 188] me in my trouble / it is thy worde that reuiueth me.

The proude contempne me gretely: but let me not swarue frō thy lawe.

I remembre thy euerlastinge iugementes oh lorde: and I finde gre­te solace.

I quake al for fere to se these myscheuous / which forsake thy doct­ryne.

Thy ordinaunces are my songe whyle I am here a stranger.

Thy name lorde / I remember be night that I might kepe thi law Graunt me grace / that I might obserue thi precepts.

LOrde thou art my lotte / my mynde is hole bente to kepe thi wordis. Heth

I desier thi presence withe all [Page] my herte that thou be merciful to me acordinge to thy promise.

Let me consyder my wayes / ād retourne my fete vnto thy testimo­nyes.

Let me haast without stoppe to kepe thy commandmentes.

Albeit the bondis of the vngodly holde me captiued: yet shal I not forget thy lawe.

At midnight do I ryse to prayse the / for thy iuste iugements.

I am felow vnto al that fere the / and kepe thy precepts.

Oh Lorde / in whose bountuouse goodnes al the erthe floweth / te­che me thy commandments.

BE thou beneficial o lorde / vnto thy seruant / accordinge to thy worde. Thet

Goodnes / discipline / and knowlege [Page 189] teche me: for I steke vnto thy precepts.

Before I was tamed with affliccion / I sinned: but now I will obserue thy worde.

Naturally thou art good / for that same goodnes therfore teche me thy commandments.

The proude laye their lyes before me: but I shal with al my hert kepe thy precepts.

Their grosse hert is as harde congeled as a kidney: but yet shall I thinke vpon thy lawe.

Happy am I that I was so scourged / for thus haue I lerned thi cō mandments.

Sweter is it to me y ^e doctryne off thy mouth / then infinite mesure of golde or syluer.

[Page] IodTHy handes haue prepared & finesshed me: geue me vnderstandinge to lerne thy precepts.

That when thei se me / that fere the / thei mought be glad that I cleue to thy worde.

I know it verely lorde / that iuste ar thy iugements / for euen of thy faithfulnes thou helpest me.

Counfort me therfore withe thy mercye / accordinge to the promyse made to thi seruant.

Let thy swete mercyes come vpō me that I might lyue / for thi law is my meditacion.

Let the proude be confounded wh­ich deal falsely withe me / but let me thinke vpon thi precepts

Let them come into my fauour that fere the: which also knowe thy monicions.

[Page 190]Let my herte be pure and hole in thy preceptes / that I be not sha­med.

My soule is almost lost for the desier of thy sauinge helthe for I truste to thy worde. Caph

My eyes ar almost wasted withe waitinge for thy worde / saynge: when wilt thou counfort me?

For I am dried vp lyke a bledder hanged in the smoke / but yet thy precepts forget I not.

How longe yet shal thy seruāt lyue? when wilt thou be auenged of my persuers?

For the proude / which walke not after thy lawe / haue digged vp a pitte for me.

Al thy precepts ar trwe and faithful: lyars persewe me / helpe thou me.

[Page]Thei had almost vtterly destroid me vpon the erthe / but yet thy cō ­mandments forsake I not

Saue me a lyue for thy goodnes / that I might kepe the ordinances of thy mouth.

THy worde / lorde / standeth for euer with the heuens. La­med

And thy trouthe endureth frome age to age / as faste as y ^e erth ma­de of the.

Acording to thy ordinance they euer abyde / for all thinges serue the.

Except thy lawe had bene my counfort / I had nowe perisshed in my affliccion.

I shal therfore neuer forget thi cō maundments / for with them thou refresshest me.

I am thine / saue thou me / for I se­ke [Page 191] thy precepts.

The vngodly laye awayte to de­stroye me / but thy testimonies do I consyder.

I se that al thinges created shall haue an ende: but thy precept is without ende.

OH / how loue I thy lawe? Mem whiche only do I thinke vpō at tyme.

Thy commandmēt made me wyser then my enymes: for it is euer with me.

I am become more prudent then al my techers / for thy statutes ar my thought.

I passe euen the senatours in wysedom / because I obserue thy cō ­mandements.

I plucke bak my fete from euery yl waye / because I wold kepe thi [Page] wordes.

I go not from thi iugements: for thou art my goyde.

Oh how swete ar thy wordis in my mouth? thei excede honey in my lippes.

I vnderstonde thy precepts / wh­erfore I hate euery lyinge pathe.

THy worde is a lanterne vnto my fete. Nun and lighte vnto my stepis.

I haue sworne and decreed to ke­pe thy iuste iugements.

I am troubled aboue mesure / but thou lorde repayer me accordinge to thy worde.

The redynes of my mouth / lorde I praye the let it so please y ^e: that thou woldst teche me thy iugem­ents.

My soule warneth me continual­ly: [Page 192] that I forget not thy lawe.

The vngodly set snares for me / but yet swarne I not frome thy commandments.

Thy testimones ar my perpetual heretage they be also the dayntes of my herte.

My herte is euer bente to do thy precepts / and that not without a cause.

THe vngodly do I hate: Sa­mech but thy lawe do I loue: Lorde be thou my defender & fore fighter / for I truste vnto thy promyse.

Auoide fro me ye yl men / that I maye kepe the preceptes off my God.

Sustayn me with thy worde / that I maye lyue: ād frustrate not my desier.

[Page]Sustayn me that I be false / and thinke vppon thy precepts contynually.

But trede them downe al that go from thy commandments / for ful crafty is their deceyte

Thou swepist awaye al the vng­odly of the erth lyke fallen lytell chippes: wherfore I loue thy te­stimones.

My flesshe trembleth at thy fere / and thy iugements do I dreade.

Ain.THat at euen and iuste is shal I do / geue me not vppe vnto my vniuste vexers.

Persuade thy seruant that at go­od is / lest the proud do me violēce My eyes wasted withe waitinge for helth from the / and for thy iu­ste worde.

Deal with thy seruant acordinge [Page 193] to thy goodnes / and teche me thy commandments.

I am thy seruant / teche me to knowe thy testimonies.

It is tyme lorde to do this thin­ge: for thei haue scaterde thi lawe For I loue thy precept aboue golde and preciouse stone.

Wherfore I folowe right all thy precepts and I abhorre euery de­ceitful waye.

THy ordinances are excellent­ly to be magnified / wherfore my soule obserueth them Phe.

Thy wordis are apert and play­ne / thei illumyn and geue vnder­dinge to the lytel ons.

Thy precepts do I desier / euē as when I am bretheles to draw in my wynde.

Beholde me / and haue mercy on [Page] me / euen as thou hast mercy vpon them that loue thy name.

Directe thou my stepis accordin­ge to thy worde / that no vngodly­nes raigne in me.

Delyuer me frome the iniuriouse vexacions of men / that I maye kepe thy lawe.

Loke cheerfully vpon thy seruant and teche me thi commandments My eyen gusshout water / because thei kepe not thy commandmēts.

zadicRIghtuouse art thou oh lorde / and right iuste are thy iuge­ments.

The commandmēts which thou ordinest / ar excedinge iust & trwe. Mynown zele killeth me / to se my enymes contempne thy wordes. Thy worde inflameth vehemētly wherfore thy seruant loueth it.

[Page 194]I my selfe / though I be but lytle and contempned / yet thi precepts forget I not.

Thi rightwisnes is an euerlastīg rightwisnes / and thy lawe is true When trouble & anxt take me / then thy promises counfort me.

Thi euerlastīge ordināces make me to vnderstāde / y ^t I might lyue With al my hole hert I cal vpon the / hear me lorde / that I might kepe thy commandments. Coph

I cal vpon the to saue me / and th­at I might kepe thy ordinances. I haast me spedely and cal vpon the / for I cleue vnto thy promyse My eyes preuented the night w­atches / to take my meditacion in thy wordis.

Hear my voyce for thy goodnes Oh Lorde / reuyue me as thou [Page] were wont.

For they drawe nighe whiche are farre from thy lawe / and persecu­te me wrongfully.

Drawe thou therfore nighe to / oh lorde: for ferme and fast are thy promyses.

Euen frome the beginninge / this knowe I as concerninge thy testi­mones / that thou hast set them to endure for euer.

ResBEholde my affliccion and delyuer me / for I forget not thi lawe.

Take vp my cause and defende me / and reuyue me accordinge to thy worde.

Helth is farre from the vngodly for thei serche not diligentlye for thy lawe.

Thy mercyes are grete and mani­folde [Page 195] (oh lorde) reuyue me after thy wont plesure.

Be my enymes and persuers ne­uer so many / yet do I not declyne from thy testimones.

When I se these transgressors which kepe not thy cōmandmēts thē am I al ful of fere & heuynes Thou seist lorde that I kysse and embrase thy commandments / for thy benigne goodnes therfore re­uyue me.

Thy trwe worde is of euerlastin­ge / and al thy iuste iugements shal neuer fayle.

TIraunts persew me an innocent / but thy wordis my her­te reuerently feareth. Shin.

At thy wordes I reioyse euen as one that chaunceth vppon a riche proye.

[Page]I hate and abhorre lyes / but thy lawe I kisse and colle.

Seuen tymes a daye I loaue the / for thy iuste iugements.

Much peace happeneth to the lo­uers of thy lawe / but no sclaund­er at all.

Thy helth I lokefore o lorde / and thy precepts do I kepe.

My soule obserueth & loueth thy testimonyes excedingly

Thy precepts and ordinances sh­al I kepe / for al my lyfe lyeth in thy presence.

thauLEt my prayer perse vnto y ^e / oh lorde / that accordinge to thy promyse thou woldst geue me vnderstandinge.

Let my supplicacion come vnto y ^e that acordinge to thy promyse th­ou woldst delyuer me.

[Page 196]My lippes mought speke vppon thy gloriouse praise / when thou techest me thy precepts.

My tōgue shal helpe other to singe thy worde / for al thy comman­dments ar iuste.

Let me haue thy helpinge hande / for thy precepts haue I chosen. I am holden lorde / with the desi­er of thy sauīge helth and thy la­we is al my plesure.

Let my soule lyue that it mought prayse the / when thou hast holpen me at thy plesure.

I wandre out of the waye lyke a loste shepe / seke thy seruāt / for thi precepts do I not forget.

¶These. 15. Psal. folowing haue one title / called al y ^e songes of the degrees / y ^t is / of thē y ^t encrease ād ascende in goodnes and vertwe.

VNto the Lorde / when I am in trouble do I crye / and he soucurth me.

Lorde delyuer my soule from lyinge lippes / and from a desaytful tongue.

What hast thou or what geuest thou / oh fraudulent tongue?

Verely euen stronge and sharpe a­rows / and also hotte burninge colles.

Ah lasse for that my banyshment is prolonged / I dwell in exyle a­monge the fierce barbarous.

It irketh my soule to dwel amonge these haters of peace.

For whyle I thought vpon & studyed for peace / thei bente thēselfe [Page 197] to batail.

I Liftvp my eyes vnto the hilles / frō whence helpe is bro­ught me.

My helpe cometh from the lorde / which hath made heuen and erth Thy keper wil not suffer thy fote ōce to slyde / thy keper slepeth not The keper of Israel nether roug­hteth not in his slepe / nor yet slomberth not.

For the lorde is thi keper / thy shadowe / euen he that ledethe the by thy righthonde.

So that be daye the sun burne the not / nor yet the mone be night

The lorde kepeth the from al euil he kepeth euen thy soule.

The Lorde kepeth thy outgoyng and thy incomynge / frome nowe [Page] and euer.

¶Thankis geuinge for the prosperouse state of the chirche

I Reioysed to heare those men / which sayd vnto me: let vs go vnto the house of the lorde

Let our fete stonde in thy gates o Ierusalem.

Oh Ierusalem / which art buyld­ed as goodly as any other noble cite / whose citesens agree al in one. Into the which cite the trybs as­cende / euen the trybs of the lorde / the chirche of Israel to aknowle­ge prayse vnto the name off the Lorde.

For there is the seat of iugement euen the seat royal of the house of Dauid.

Praye ye for the peace of Ierusa­lem / happy be they that loue her.

[Page 198]Al thinges mought be false whi­ch thou possedest: plentuousnes be in thy houses.

For my bretherne and kinsfolkes sakis / I shal praye for thy helthe. For the house off the Lorde oure God / I shall endeuower to do the good.

¶An expectation for the helpe of God.

VNto the / lift I vp my ey­es / oh inhabitour off the heuens.

For lyke as the seruants eyes w­ayte at the handis of their maste­rs / and as the eyes of maydens at the handis of their mistres / so de­pende oure eyes vppon the Lorde oure God vntyll he hathe mercye vpon vs.

[Page]Haue mercy on vs lorde haue mercy vpon vs / for we are filled with miche contempte.

Our soule is ouer mich fylled with the obprobriouse scornes of the prowde / ād with the reuilings off the disdaynfull.

Thankis for thauoydinge of perel

Except the lorde had stode of our syde / tel it forth (I pra­ye the) Israel

Except the lorde had stode of ou­re syde / when men rose agenst vs: They had now swalowed vs vp quyk: when their wrath was kin­dled agenst vs / they had ere no­we ouerwhelmed vs lyke wa­ters / like a swift stronge streme they had taken vs awaye.

Euen now had the waters of the proude persed vnto our soul.

[Page 199]Thanked be the lorde whiche ha­the not cast vs a proye into theyr tethe.

Our lyfe is escaped lyke the litle bryd out of the fowlers snare / for the snare is broken and we be es­caped.

Our helpe consisteth in the name of the lorde / which hath made he­uen and erth.

¶The consolacion of the faithful of the rightwisnes of god.

THey that truste vnto the lorde are lyke the mounte zion whiche moueth not frome his place / but sitteth fast for euer As Ierusalem is closed rownda­boute with mountayns / euen so doth the Lorde close aboute his peple now and euer.

Lest the tyrannouse power of the [Page] vngodly prease vpon the lot of y ^e iuste / and make the iuste to exten­de their handis vnto synne

Be thou benigne and ientle (o lorde) vnto good men / which are vp­right in hert.

But those men which are auerted vnto their owne malice / the lorde ledeth amonge the wyked. When Israel shall haue peace & helth

¶Thankis for deliuerance out of anxte or captiuite.

WHen the Lorde retourned the captiuite of ziō: we we­re restored vnto reste.

Then were oure mouthes filled with laughter / and oure tongues with ioye.

Then was it reported euen emonge the gentils / The lorde hath done meruelous grete actis for the­se [Page 200] men.

And in very dede the lorde wrou­ght meruelous grete thīges with vs / which gretely deliteth vs

Thou hast tourned (oh lorde) our captiuite / no nother wyse then as at the southe wynde the ryuers encrease.

They that had sowen with teres haue reped with ioye.

He that sometyme wēt his waye spedely / and wepinge toke vp his sead to cast it forthe / retourneth nowe merelye and iocounde brin­ginge home his handes full off corne.

¶Al help and defence is of god.

Except the Lorde sustayne the house / they swete in vayne y ^t labour to holde it vp & y ^e cite also except the lorde kepe [Page] it / [...]he watche men do but wake in vayne.

It is but vayn / after your reste to aryse erly and eat your brede in swet and sorowe: except he geue slepe to his dere beloued.

Lo / these are their heretage / son­nes / wel goten goodes / and the childerne of the lorde.

Oh blessed man that he is / which hath filled his quiuer with these arows: for thei shall not be asha­med to speke to their enymye euē in the open gates.

What goodnes folowethe fearers of God.

OH blessed men al that wor­ship y ^e lorde / & walke in his For so shalt thou en (wais ioye y ^e labours of thi nowns hād­is / o how blessed & happy art thou [Page 201] Thy wyfe is lyke a fruteful vy­ne that cleueth vnto thy house sy­de / and thy chyldern stande in or­der a boute thy table / as men ar wont orderly to set their yōge oly­ue trees.

Beholde thus is that man bles­sed / whiche worshipith the lorde. Thus shal the lorde frō zion en­ryche the / that thou mightst se Ierusalem to prospere al thy lyfe.

And that thou moughtst also se thy chylders chyldern / and peace in Israel.

¶Israelis euer troubled / and euer delyuered.

OFten tymes haue thei fa­ughten agenst me / euē fro my yougth: let Israel (I praye you) tel it.

Often tyme haue thei faughten [Page] agenst me / euen fro my youg­the / but yet did thei not ouerco­me me.

Thei droue their ploughe vpon my bak at their plesure / & did cut­forth their vorows.

But the rightwyse Lorde did cut in sondre their trayses / that al y ^t hate zion / shulde go home agen whith shame and confusion.

Thei be made lyke sedge to thek howses / whiche is witherd ere y ^e syithe be redye.

Of the whiche / nether the mo­wer fil his hande / nor yet the ga­therer his bosome withe the handefuls.

Where the goers fore by bid them not once god spede / sayng / the lor­de sende you encrease / the name of the Lorde be your fortherance.

¶A feruent prayer for the remis­sion of synnes.

OWte of the botomlesse pitte of my heuy trou­ble I call vnto the / oh Lorde: Lorde hear my prayer.

Let thy ears be atttent vnto the voice of my complaynt.

For if thou Lorde / imputest men­nis sonnes vnto them / Lorde who shall not fall?

But thou art mercyful and easy to entreat: that we might reuerē ­ce and fear the.

The Lorde is my hope vnto whō my soull cleaueth / and I beleue his worde.

My soull is set vpon the lorde / from the one morning watche vnto the tother

[Page]Let Israel truste vnto the Lorde / for with the Lorde is ther bothe infinite mercy and plentuouse re­dempcion.

For it is he that redemeth Israel from al their synnes.

The faitheful studieth to be meek

LOrde I exalt not my her­te / nether extolle I my eyes I take not vpō me grete & stoute thingis to be woundred at. But I represse and refrayne my mynde as the weaned chylde to­werd his mother: I am a wean­linge in very dede.

But Israel trusteth in the Lorde from now and euer.

¶A deliberacion of thedifying of the temple.

LOrde / remember Dauid / with al his affliccions.

[Page 203]How he hathe sworne ād vowed vnto the Lorde God of Iacob.

Saying / I wil not entre into the tabernacle of my house / nether clyme vp into my bedde:

I wil not slepe with my eyes / ne­ther yet once slomber withe my eye liddis:

Vntil I prepare a place for y ^e lor­de / euē a tabernacle for the migh­ty God of Iacob.

This place lo / we haue herde in Ephrata / we haue fownde it in y ^e busshy felde.

Let vs therfore entre into his ta­bernacles / let vs fall downe befo­re his fote stole.

Aryse Lorde vnto thy mansion / thou & the arke of thy strength.

Let thy preistis do on rightwis­nes / and thy faithful reioyse.

[Page]For thy seruāt dauids sake / differre not y ^e coming of thy anoynted For the Lorde hathe made a fai­thful othe vnto Dauid himselfe / whiche he wil not chāge / Of the sead of thy bellye shal I set one in thy seat royal.

If thy childern wyl kepe my co­uenaunt & my ordinances which I shal teche them / then shal the sonnes of them sit in thy seat ro­ial from age to age.

For y ^e Lorde hath chosen zion / he hath chosen her for his habitaciō This quyet place shalbe my per­petual reste / here wil I dwel / for she delyghteth me.

I wil augment her yearly frutes and satisfye hir pore mē with fo­de ynoughe.

I shal clothe hyr preistis with [Page 204] helthe / and hir faithful shal reioyse incessauntly.

There shal I first setforthe the flouresshing empyre of Dauid / and prepare the lanterne for my anoynted.

His enimes shal I clothe with confusion: but vpon him shal I set his flouresshing corone.

¶An exhortacion vnto charite.

BEholde how honest & ioy­ouse a thīge it is / brethern to dwel togither being of one mynde.

It is lyke that preciouse oyntmēt powered vpon the head and ber­de of Aaron / running downe vnto the skirtes of his vesture.

It is lyke the dewe of the hil of Hermon which descendeth into the hilles of zion.

[Page]For there hath the Lorde promi­sed aboundaunce / and long lyfe to continewe.

An exhortation to watche & praye

ATtende ye al / oh seruaūts of the Lorde whiche stande be night in the house of the Lorde / and prayse the Lorde.

Lyft vp your handes before that secrete holy place / and loaue ye the Lorde.

And the Lorde shal enryche you from zion / whiche hath made he­uen and erthe. Halleluia.

LOaue ye o seruants of y ^e lorde / loaue ye the name of the Lorde.

Which minister in the house of the Lorde / and in the vtwarde co­urte of the temple of our God.

Praise the Lorde / for the Lorde is [Page 205] good: synge ye vnto his name / for it is plesaunt.

For the Lorde hath chosen him Iacob: and Israel to be his owne speciall peple.

For I know that grete is the Lorde / & our Lorde is aboue al y ^e gods What soeuer it plesed the Lorde / he hath made it in heuen & erthe / bothe in y ^e sea & in all depe places He bringeth the clowdes frō the coostis of the erthe / he turneth lightenings into rayne / and brin­geth forth the windes from their secrete place.

Whiche smote the first begotē of Egypt / bothe of man and beast.

He sent miracles and woundres into the middes of the / o Egypte: he wrought them vppon Pharao and al his seruants.

[Page]Whiche smote the mighty naci­ons / and killed stronge kinges.

As Sihon the kinge of Thamor­rhes / Og kinge of Basan / and all the kingdoms of Chanaan.

And gaue vp their londe into the possession / and heretage vnto Is­rael his peple.

Lorde thy name is euerlastinge / Lorde thy memorial stretcheth vnto euery posterite.

For it is the Lorde that auengeth his peple / and is graciouse vnto his seruants.

The images of the gētyls ar but siluer and golde / euen the worke of mennis handis.

Thei haue mouthes / but thei spe­ke not: and eyes / but thei se not: eares haue they and hear not / and nostrel also / but yet cometh their [Page 206] no breth oute of their mouthes.

Thei be lyke vnto them that ma­ke them / and al that trust in thē. But thou / o house of Israel / loa­ue thou the Lorde / o house of Aa­ron preise the Lorde.

Oh house of Leui prayse the Lor­de / ye that worship the Lorde / loa­ue the Lorde.

The Lorde whiche dwelleth in Ierusalem / be praysed in zion.

Prayse ye the Lorde.

¶An open thankis geuinge.

GEue ye thankis vnto the Lorde / for he is good / and his mercye endurethe for euer.

Geue ye thankis vnto the God of al goddis / for his mercy endu­reth for euer.

[Page]Geue thankis vnto the Lorde of Lordis / for his mercy endureth for euer.

Which alone doth grete woun­dres / for his mercy endureth for euer.

Whiche hath made the heuens with highe wysedō / for his. &c.

Whiche hath layd open the erth a boue the waters / for his mer. &c. Whiche hath made y ^e grete ligh­tis: for his mercye. &c.

The sonne to haue the preeminē ­ce of the daye / for his. &c.

The mone and the sterres to bere rule in the night / for his mer. &c. Whiche smote Egypt with her first begoten: for his mercye. &c.

And led Israel from out of y ^e middes of them / for his mercy. &c.

With a stronge hande / and forth [Page 207] stretched arme: for his. &c.

Whiche diuided the red sea into partes / for his mercy. &c.

And led ouer Israel through the middis of it: for his mercy. &c.

But Pharao with his hoste / he wrapped in the red sea / for his. &c Which led his peple thorow the deserte / for his mercye. &c.

Which smote the grete kingis: for his mercye. &c.

And killed y ^e strōge kīgis / for. &c. Shiō kīge of thamorrhes / for. &c. And Og kinge of Basan / for. &c. And delyuered vp their londe in­to the possession / for his mer. &c. Into the possession of Israel his seruant / for his mercy. &c.

Whiche / when we be throne do­wne / yet he remēbreth vs / for. &c. And loseth vs from our enemyes / [Page] for his mercy endureth. &c.

Which fedeth euery beast / for his mercy endureth for euer.

Thāke ye y ^e god of heuēs / for his mercy endureth for euer.

¶The lamentacion of the capti­ues in Babylon with a thretening of the vengeance of god.

WE dwelt at the flowds of Babylon / and wept when we remembred zion.

There had we hāged vp our harpes on the salow treis.

And when thei that helde vs ca­ptyue requyred of vs our songes and thankful psalmes / sayng / synge vs of your songes of zion: we answerde.

How shulde we singe the son­ges of the Lorde in a strange londe?

[Page 208]Not with stonding yet soner shal I forget my nown right honde / then Ierusalem shulde fall fro my mynde.

Let my tonge lese hir vse / if I for­get the / let it cleue to my chaw­nes if I preferre not Ierusalem in my mirthe.

But Lorde remember the Idu­mes how thei dealt with vs in y ^t miserable calamite of Ierusalem / how thei seyd / Subuerte it / and turne it vp sodowne.

Oh Babylon / thou shalt come vnto as miserable a destruccion thy selfe: happy shal he be that shal requyte the worthely / seruīg the as thou seruedst vs.

Oh happy man whiche shal take vp thy infantis / and caste them agenst the stones.

¶Tgankis for our dayly benefits

I Shal thanke the with al my herte / & preise the euē emong the highest.

I shal faldowne prostrate in thy holy tēple / and magnifye thy na­me / bothe thy mercy and trouthe / for thy worde thou magnifyest according to thy name.

When I cal vpō the / thou answerest / and enrichest my soule with thy strengthe.

Al the kinges of the erthe / when they shal heare the wordis of thy mouthe / they shal magnifye the / Oh lorde.

And shal singe aftir the ordināce of the lorde / because y ^e right grete is the maiestye of the lorde.

For the lorde / althoughe he be excellent highe / yet he seith lowe [Page 209] thingis / and knowth highe thin­gis a farre.

If I walke in the middes of tri­bulaciō / thou refresshest me / thou sendest thy powre into the furiouse wodenes of my enimes / and sauest me with thy right honde.

The lorde maketh me suer on euery syde / lorde thy goodnes is euer­lastinge / the workis therfore of thy hondis suffer thou not to fal.

¶The clere goodnes of the dyuy­ne wysedom is described / with a prayer agenst the vngodly.

LOrde / thou enserchest me depely / & ensiest me perfitly Thou knowst how I must sit down / and how I shal ryse a­gene / thou prouidest me my lyuīg a farre of.

My iourney and my sitting dow­ne [Page] thou disposest / and seist al my wayes.

yee there is not one so lytle a worde vpon my tonge / but lo Lorde thou / thou knowist it before.

Before & aftir thou hast fasshioned me / & hast put to thy nowne hāde And that with a craft more mer­uelous and highe thē I can kno­we or comprehende.

Whother shulde I flee from thy spirit? or from thy presence / who­ther may I auoide?

If I shulde clyme into heuē / the­re thou arte: if I shulde rūdowne to hel / lo there art thou not absēte If I shulde take me the winges of the morninge / and dwel in the fardest costes of the sea.

Euē there yet is thy hāde redy to take me / & thy righthāde hath m [...] [Page 210] yet whē I thus decre with my sylf paraduēture derkenes maye hyde me / so y ^t the night may be my light Now / nother is the derkenes so thicke but that thou seist thorow them / ye the night is as bright to the / as is the light / night and da­ye to the be bothe one.

For it is thou that possedest my raynes / thou inuoluedst me in my mothers wombe,

I thāke y ^e / for I am meruelously made / meruelouse ar thy workis / as my mynde vehemently akno­wlegeth.

My bones ar not yet hyd frō y ^e / in how secrete soeuer a place I am made / euen withe in the secre­tes of the grownde.

Thy eyes ensee my fawtes / and in they boke ar their al writen / my [Page] dayes wer fasshioned / whē as yet there was not one of them.

Oh God / how preciouse ar thy frendes vnto me? how grete is the nowmber of the cheife of thē: Whē I go aboute to tell thē / the excede the sandes of y ^e sea: I am a wake yet / and present with the Oh god / wilt thou not slaye these synners / that the wiked me [...] might once auoide from the?

Whiche so boldely rebell agens [...] the: euen thy enimes whiche set up their bristles so temerariousl [...] agenst the.

Do I not hate thē that hate th [...] oh Lorde / & am hangry with th [...] aduersaries?

I hate them verely and that excedingly / for that now thei ar a [...] so be come my enimes to.

[Page 211]Trye me oh god / & serche my herte / proue me & know my though­tes And if thou seist me in any laborouse wyked waye / reduce & tourne me into y ^e waye euerlastīge

¶A prayer for the delyurance frō the euil sayers and a wait layers / threteninge a sharp ende vnto the vngodly and ioyouse successe vn­to the goode.

DElyuer me lorde frō the wiked man / kepe me from the cruel man.

Whiche conceyue shrewed counsels in their hertis / and stere vp strife continually.

Thei whette their tonges lyke serpēts: thei nourish edders venō with in their lippes. so th­eide.Sela.

Preserue me lorde / from the han­des of the vngodly / saue me from the cruel tyraunts whose mynde [Page] is to supplant my steapes

For the prowd haue hydē preue­ly a snare for me / they haue bent for me a nette: & which waye so e­uer my waye lyeth / thei haue la­yd me stombling blokes. So thei haue.Sela. Wherfore I saye vnto the Lorde / thou art my God / lorde hear the voice of my prayer.

Lerde be thou my mighty saluaci­on / kouer my head ī tyme of batail Leane thou not oh lorde vnto the desyers of y ^e ongodly / finissh not his enforcemēts / lest he be to pro­wed. No do notSela

Let their own laborouse deuices be whelmed on their owne hen­dis / which circumuent me.

Let burning coles fal vpō thē / let them be cast into the fyer and pit­te / so that they may not ryse.

[Page 212]A mā ful of wordis let hī not stād faste vpō y ^e erthe / a violent & euil man let thē be honted vnto dethe For I know suerly that the Lor­de auengeth the pore afflicte: and delyuereth the destitute al helpe. But yet shal the rightwise mag­nifie thy name / and the iuste shal walke in thy presence.

¶Dauid praith that his mouth be kept / that he chanceth not into yl company / nether fall not into the handis of the wyked.

LOrde / the do I call vpō: ha­ast y ^e vnto me / attēde vnto my noyse crying vnto the. Let my prayer be encēse ascēding before y ^e / & theleuaciō of my han­dis be the euening sacrifyce.

Set a keper oh lorde vnto my mo­uthe / & watchers at the gate of my lippes.

[Page]Suffre not my hert to slyde vnto any euel thinge / so y ^t I folowe not y ^e coūsail ether of y ^e vngodly / or of any sinful men / lest I be partaker of their pleasaunt proyes.

Let the iuste man beat me / and so shal it be accept vnto me / let him correk me / vnd so shal he anoynt my head / and not hurte it / but yet for the euil deadis of these men shal I praye.

Their iuges stōbled at the stone / but yet gaue thei heed to my wordis / for thei wer right glad to thē Our bones lye scatred before the graue: no nother wyse thē whyle one kutteth & diggeth vp y ^e gro­wnde But vpō y ^e oh lorde my god / ar my eyes sette / in y ^e do I truste / draw thou not out my soule. Preserue me frō the snare which [Page 213] thei haue bent for me / and frō the stombling stones of these mischeuouse doers.

Let the vngodly fall into their owne nettis / whyles I in the meā tyme passe ouer them.

¶A prae of one in distresse.

VNto the Lorde do I crye ful lowde: vnto y ^e Lorde I make my supplicaciō. I powerforth my complaint be­fore him / and my trouble before him do I lay forth: whyle my mynde is almost in dispayer.

For vnto the is my waye wel kn­owne / but yet in this waye whe­re in I go thei haue set preuy sna­res for me.

Consyder at my right hande and beholde / and thou shalt not fynde one that wil know me / all refugy [Page] is taken fro me / nether is there a­ny that helpeth to saue my lyfe.

Vnto the therfore do I crye oh lorde / and I saye / thou art my hope and my porcion in the lāde of the lyuinge.

Attende vnto my prayer for I am very pore and feble / delyuer me fro my persuers / for thei preuaile agenst me.

Lede my soule forth of preson y ^t I might magnifie thy name / whiche thing if thou grauntest me / the iuste shal associat themself with me.

¶A prayer of one in distresse.

LOrde hear my prayer / vn­derstande my desyer for thy trouthe and rightwysnes.

But yet entre not into iugement with thy seruāt / for thou beīg th­accuser [Page 214] / no mā mortal is absolued For the enemye is present at my lyfe / to trede it vnder his fete / and to laye me in the perpetuall derkenes of the deadmen.

Wherfore my mynde with in me is vncertayn / and my herte with in me despaireth.

yet remember I the olde tyme / I forgete not all thy workis / ād the workis of thy handis I call vnto mynde.

I stretch forth my handis vnto the / my soule cryeth vnto the from the theirsty lande. Sela. so it dothe

Haste the Lorde to helpe me / for my spryte faileth me / hyde not thy chere fro me / lest I be ly­ke men going downe into their graues.

[Page]Shew me swiftly thy merciable goodnes / for in the do I truste / shew me in what waye I maye go / for vnto y ^t I directe my mynde Delyuer me Lorde / fro my eni­mes / for vnto the do I fle.

Teche me to worke thy plesure / for thou art my God.

Thy beninge spirit mought le­ad me forth into the londe of in­nocencye.

Refresh me Lorde for thy names sake / and for thi rightwisnes lead my soule out of distresse.

Also / for thy mercys sake scater my enimes / and destroye all that molest my soule / for I am thy seruant.

¶Thankis geuing / and a prayer for the delyuerance from our eni­myes.

[Page 215]THankis be vnto the Lorde my refugy: which enstruc­teth my hādis vnto batail and my fyngers to fyght.

My expectaciō / my bolwerck / my castel / my redemer / my shylde / in whom I trust / which gouerneth my subiect peple.

Lorde what is man that thou ac­knowlegest him? what is mā mortal y ^t thou thus regardest him? Mā is lyke a thīge of naught / his dayes passe ouer lyke a shadewe. Lorde / when thou bowest down thy heuens to descende thou tou­chest the hilles / and thei smoke. When thou lightenest / thou sca­terest them / thou shotest forth thy dartis and destroyst them.

Put down therfore thy honde frō aboue / delyuer & take me vp frō [Page] these vehemēt grete waters / euen from the violence of the vngodly Whose mouthes speke lyes / and their right hond is ful of deceait. That I might singe vnto the / oh God / a new songe: that I might sing vnto the with a ten stringed lute.

Which enrichest kinges with helthe: which hast delyuerd Da­uid thy seruant from the dent of swerde.

Delyuer me from the hande of aleaūts: whose mouthe speke va­nites / and their righthand ful of deceait.

That our sones / from their you­gth myght growe lyke plantes / and our daughters mought shyne lyke the polisshed pylers in y ^e tēple Let our garners & store houses be [Page 216] ful & well stored with al thīgis: and our flockis in our villages encrease into thousādys and hondred thousandts.

Let our oxen be stronge to labour / let there be no ruyne / no breache / no complaynt crying out in our streatis.

Oh happy peple whose goodis stande in this state / Oh happy peple vnto whō y ^e lorde is their god

¶God is praysed for his omnipotency / goodnes / prouidēce / & iustice

I Shal extol the / oh god my kinge: I shal praise thy na­me for euer.

At al tyme shal I magnifie the / & prayse thy name for euer & euer Grete is the Lorde / and aboue al praise / nether may his gretenes be serched.

[Page]One posterite shal shew thy workis to another: and prechforth thy power.

I shal speke forth / thy honour / thei clere fame / thy magnifycēce / and thy actis neuer to be forgotē. The memorial of thy infinite mercy shal be preched / & y ^e forme of thy iustificacion shalbe sungē. Mylde & mercifulis y ^e Lorde / slo­we vnto wrathe & redy to forgeue The lorde is benign to al mē / his mercy shyneth in al his workis. Wherfore / al thy workis / oh lor­de / preche y ^e / & thy faithful thāke y ^e They preche y ^e glory of thy king­dom / ad declare thy power.

That thei might tell forth thy power / thy clerenes / and thy gloriouse kingdome vnto other men. Thy kingdom is through out al [Page 217] wordis thy empery endureth thr­ough al ages.

The lorde holdeth vp al y ^t shulde fal: & lifteth vp agē thē y ^t be down Al eyes wait vpō the / & thou geu­est thē their meat in their tyme

Thou openest thy hande / & fillest euery beast plentuously.

Rightwise is y ^e lorde in al his wayes: and holy in al his workis The lorde is present with al that cal vpon him / so longe as they cal on him of faith.

He acomplessheth the desire of them that reuerētly fere him: he her­eth their cryinge / and helpeth thē The lorde defēdeth al y ^e loue him but al the vngodly he scatereth

My mouth mought speke his pr­ayse / ād euery thinge lyuing mou­ght celebrate his holy name for e­uer [Page] and ey. Alleluia.

¶Onely god is to be trusted vnto

LOaue the lorde / my soule.

Whyle I lyue shal I loaue the lorde: I shal singe vnto my god whyl I shal haue my beinge. Truste not vnto princes / nor vnto any other man / in whō there is no For whē y ^e breth goeth out (helth of mā / he retourneth vnto his erth and thē are al his thoughtis gone Oh happy mā whose strēgth is y ^e god of Iacob / whose hope is in y ^e lorde his god.

Which hath made heuen / the erth the sea / and whatsoeuer is in them: which kepeth promise for euer.

Which auengeth mē violently oppressed / & geueth meat to the hon­gry: happy is he y ^t calleth vnto y ^e lorde / which loseth mē bounde in preson.

[Page 218]Onto the lorde (I saye) which ge­ueth sight vnto the blynde / & lift­eth vp men fallen: vnto the lorde / which loueth the iuste men.

Which taketh vp to him / the strā gers: ād defendeth the fatherlesse and the wedowe / but the waye off the vngodly he dampneth.

The lorde thy God / o zion / rayg­neth for euer / worlde without en­de. Alleluia.

LOaue ye the lorde / for good it is to singe vnto our God: a glad and fayer thinge is it to lo­aue him altogither.

For the lorde restoreth Ierusalem and gathereth togither the disper­sed peple of Israel.

He heleth the contrite in hert / and bindeth vp their woundis.

He telleth y ^e innumerable starres [Page] ād calleth them al by their name Grete is our lorde / & infinite is his powr / & īcōprehēsible is his wisdō The lorde easith thafflicte / & throith down the wyked to the erthe. Singe ye in course to y ^e lorde his prayse / sing to our god with harpe Which couerth y ^e skye with clou­dis to prepare rayne for y ^e erthe: which decketh y ^e hilles with grene Which geueth our catel (flowers their fode / and euen the rauens th­at cal vpon him / he fedeth.

He delyteth not in the strength of horsemen / nether in the armed leggis of soudyers.

But he reioyseth in thē y ^e reuerence him / and trust vnto his mercy.

PRaise thou the lorde o Ie­rusalē: loaue thy god / o ziō Which strengtheneth the [Page 219] barres of thy gatis / ād geueth thy citezens prosperouse successe.

He settith peace with in thy coostes: and filleth the with the flower Which whē he sendith (of wheat his cōmādmēt into the erthe / full swiftly runneth his worde.

He geueth y ^e snow lyke wul / & scatereth y ^e frosty ryme lyke asshes He casteth forth hisyise lyk smoth shyuers / who may abide his cold? Agene / at his commandmēt / al is melted awaye / he turneth his winde / and anon the ryuers runne

He expowneth his worde to Ia­cob: his pleasures and godly actis vnto Israel.

yea / & that euen so / as he did not to al the gētils / which know not his plesures. Alleluia.

¶Here ar al creatures exhorted to praise god

[Page] LOaue ye the lorde frō heuē praise him ye that ar aboue. Praise hī al his aungels / lo­aue him al his hooste.

Praise him sunne ād mone / loaue him al starres so bright.

Praise him most excellent heuēs & waters which ar vnder y ^e heuēs Praise ye y ^e name of y ^e lorde / for at his cōmādment al thinges ar cre­ated. Which he hath ordined to endure for euer / he hath geuen thē a lawe which shal not be broken. Praise ye the lorde also frō the er­the / whalis and al depenesses

Fier & hayle / snow & vapours stormy wynde / y ^e workis of his worde Mountains and litle hilles / frute­ful trees / with al the cedres.

Beasts and al helpinge beastis / al that crepeth / and fetherd fowlys. [Page 220] kynges of the erth / & al peple / rul­ers and aliuges of the worlde yongmen and maydens / olde men and children.

Prayse ye the name off the Lorde / whose name onely is highe / who­se praise excedith heuen and erth. Which hath restored the powr of his peple / which is the glory of al his faithful / euen of the childern of Israel the peple that worship him. Alleluia.

SInge ye vnto the lorde a new dyte / his laude mo­ught sownde in the chirche of the faithful.

Let Israel reioyse in his maker / ād the childern of zion in their kinge Let them magnify his name in daunses / with tympanyes & harpes singinge vnto him

[Page]For the lorde is wel pleased with his peple / which restoreth the af­flicte vnto helth.

Let his faithful reioyse gloriously let thē singe within their chābers The extollinge of god be in their mouthes / and in their handis two edged swerdis.

To be auenged of the gentils / and to correcke the peple.

And that thei maye bynde kinges with chaines / ād fetter the rulers of them with gyues.

To be auenged of thē / as it is writen: This glory mought come vpō al y ^e faithful of y ^e lorde. Alleluia.

PRayse ye the lorde in his secrete holy place / loaue hym for his almighty power

Loaue him for his noble and mig­hty actis / praise hī for his infinite gretenes.

[Page 221]Loaue him with the sowne of sh­aulme / praise hī with lute & harpe Praise him with taberet and daunse / loaue him with krowds and or­gayns.

Praise him withe lowd cymbals: loaue him with softe virginals.

Whatsoeuer thinge is endewed with breath: let it prayse the lorde Alleluia. Praise ye the lorde.