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The whole Book of Psalms faithfully translated into English metreThe vvhole Booke of Psalmes faithfully translated into English metre
The whole Book of Psalms faithfully translated into English metre. ; Whereunto is prefixed a discourse declaring not only the lawfulness, but also the necessity of the heavenly ordinance of singing Scripture psalms in the churches of God. ; [Seven lines of Scripture texts]The vvhole Booke of Psalmes faithfully translated into English metre. ; Whereunto is prefixed a discourse declaring not only the lawfullness, but also the necessity of the heavenly ordinance of singing Scripture psalmes in the churches of God. ; [Seven lines of Scripture texts]
Cambridge, Mass. : Stephen Day, Imprinted 1640
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LORD, in thy wrath rebuke me not: nor in thy hot rage chasten me. verse 2 Because thine hand doth press me sore: and in me thy shafts fastened be. ⟨image ?⟩verse 3 There is no soun•nes in my flesh, because thine anger I am in: nor is there any rest within my bones, by reason of my sin. verse 4 Because that mine iniquities ascended are above my head: like as an heavy burden, they to heavy upon me are laid. verse 5 My wounds stink, and corrupt they be: my foolishness doth make it so. verse 6 I troubled am, & much bowed down; all the day long I mourning go. verse 7 For with foul sores my loins are filled: & in my flesh is no soundness. verse 8 I'm weak & broken sore; I roared because of my hearts restlessness. verse 9 All my desire's before thee, Lord; nor is my groaning hid from thee. verse 10 My heart doth pant, my strength me fails: & mine eye sight is gone from me.
LORD, in thy wrath rebuke me not: nor in thy hot rage chasten mee. verse 2 Because thine hand doth presse me sore: and in me thy shafts fastened bee. ⟨image ?⟩verse 3 There is no soun•nes in my flesh, because thine anger I am in: nor is there any rest within my bones, by reason of my sin. verse 4 Because that mine iniquityes ascended are above my head: like as an heavy burden, they to heavy upon me are layd. verse 5 My wounds stink, and corrupt they be: my foolishnes doth make it so. verse 6 I troubled am, & much bow'd downe; all the day long I mourning goe. verse 7 For with foule sores my loynes are fill'd: & in my flesh is no soundnes. verse 8 I'me weak & broken sore; I roar'd because of my hearts restlessnes. verse 9 All my desire's before thee, Lord; nor is my groaning hid from thee. verse 10 My heart doth pant, my strength me fails: & mine eye sight is gone from mee.