4 Fear, and fin not, talk with your heart
on bed, and filent be.
5 Off'rings present of righteousness,
and in the Lord truft ye.

6 Ọ who will fhew us any good?
is that which many say:
But of thy countenance the light,
Lord, lift on us alway.

7 Upon my heart, bestow'd by thee,
more gladness I have found,
Than they, ev❜n then when corn and wine
did moft with them abound,

8 I will both lay me down in peace,
and quiet fleep will take:
Because thou only me to dwell
in fafety, Lord, doft make,

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PSALM V.

IVE ear unto my words, O Lord, my meditation weigh.

2 Hear my loud cry, my King, my God;

for I to thee will pray.

3 Lord, thou fhalt early hear my voice I early will direct

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My pray'r to thee, and looking up,
an anfwer will expect.

For thou art not a God that doth

in wickedness delight:

Neither

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Neither fhall evil dwell with thee,
nor fools stand in thy fight:
All that ill-doers are, thou hat'ft,
cutt'ft off that liars be:
The bloody and deceitful man
abhorred is by thee.

7 But I into thy houfe will come
in thine abundant grace:
And I will worship in thy fear
towards thy holy place.

8 Because of thofe mine enemies,
Lord, in thy righteousness

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Do thou me lead; do thou thy way
make straight before my face.

For in their mouth there is no truth,
their inward part is ill;

Their throats an open fepulchre,

their tongue doth flatter ftill,
19 O God, deftroy them, let them be
by their own counsel quell'd:
Them for their many fins caft out,
for they 'gainst thee rebell'd,

II But let all joy that truft in thee,
and ftill make fhouting noife;

For them thou fav'ft: let all that love

thy name in thee rejoice.

12. For, Lord, unto the righteous man
thou wilt thy bleffing yield;

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With favour thou wilt compass him
about, as with a fhield.

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me not,

ORD, in thy wrath rebuke Nor in thy hot rage chaften me. 2 Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Heal me, for my bones vexed be. 3 My foul is alfo vexed fore:

But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? 4 Return, O Lord, my foul fet free; O fave me for thy mercy's fake.

5 Because those that deceafed are
Of thee fhall no remembrance have;
And who is he that will to thee
Give praises lying in the grave?
6 I with my groaning weary am,
I also all the night my bed
Have caufed for to fwim, and I
With tears my couch have watered.

Mineeye, confum'd with grief,grows old,
Because of all mine enemies.

8 Hence from me, wicked workers all,
For God hath heard my weeping cries.
9 God hath my fupplication heard;
My pray'r received gracioufly:

10 Sham'd and fore vex'd be all my foes, Sham'd, and back turned fuddenly,

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Another of the fame.

N thy great indignation,
O Lord, rebuke me not;
Nor on me lay thy chaftning hand
in thy displeasure hot.

2 Lord, I am weak, therefore on me.
have mercy, and me spare:

Heal me, O Lord, becaufe thou know'ft my bones much vexed are.

3 My foul is vexed fore; but, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make?

4 Return, Lord, free my foul, and fave me, for thy mercy's fake.

5 Because of thee in death there shall no more remembrance be:

Of those that in the grave doth lie, who fhall give thanks to thee?

6 I with my groaning weary am, and all the night my bed

I caufed for to fwim; with tears my couch I watered.

7 By reason of my vexing grief, mine eye confumed is:

It waxeth old, because of all that be mine enemies.

8 But now depart from me, all ye

that work iniquity;

For why, the Lord hath heard

when I did mourn and cry.

my

voice

9. Unto

9 Unto my fupplication

the Lord did hearing give; When I to him my prayer make, the Lord will it receive.

io Let all be fham'd, and troubled fore,
that en'mies are to me;
Let them turn back, and fuddenly
afhamed let them be.

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PSALM vii.

Lord my God, in thee do I
my confidence repose:

Save and deliver me from all
my perfecuting foes.

2 Left that the enemy my foul

fhould like a lion tear,

In pieces renting it, while there
is no deliverer.

3 O Lord my God, if it be fo
that I committed this

If it be fo that in my hands
iniquity there is ;

4 If I rewarded ill to him

that was at peace with me; (Yea, even the man that without caufe my foe was, I did free ;)

5 Then let the foe purfue, and take my foul, and my life thruft

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