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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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MY heart good matter boileth forth, my works touching th• King I speak: my tongue is as the pen of Scribe swiftly writing. verse 2 Fairer thou art then sons of men, grace in thy lips is shed: because of this the Lord hath thee for evermore blessed. verse 3 Thy wasting sword o mighty on• gird thou upon thy thigh: thy glorious-magnificence, and comely majesty. verse 4 Ride forth upon the word of truth, meekness & righteousness: and thy right hand shall lead thee forth in works of dreadfulness. verse 5 Within the heart of the kings foes thine arrows piercing be: whereby the people overcome, shall fall down under thee. verse 6 Thy throne o God, for ever is, the sceptre of thy state verse 7 right sceptre is. Justice thou lovest, but wickedness dost hate: Because of this, God even thy God he hath anointed thee, with oil of gladness above them, that thy companions be. verse 8 Myrrhs, Alo•s, and Cassias smell, all of thy garments had: out of the ivory palaces ⟨image ?⟩whereby they made thee glad. verse 9 Amongst thine honourable maids kings daughters present were, the Queen is set at thy right hand in fine gold of Ophir.
MY heart good mater boyleth forth, my works touching th• King I speak: my tongue is as the pen of Scribe swiftly writing. verse 2 Fairer thou art then sonnes of men, grace in thy lips is shed: because of this the Lord hath thee for evermore blessed. verse 3 Thy wasting sword o mighty on• gird thou upon thy thigh: thy glorious-magnificnce, and comely majesty. verse 4 Ride forth upon the word of truth, meeknes & righteousnes: and thy right hand shall lead thee forth in works of dreadfulnes. verse 5 Within the heart of the kings foes thine arrows piercing bee: whereby the people overcome, shall fall downe under thee. verse 6 Thy throne o God, for ever is, the scepter of thy state verse 7 right scepter is. Iustice thou lov'st, but wickednes dost hate: Because of this, God ev'n thy God hee hath annoynted thee, with oyle of ladnes above them, that thy companions bee. verse 8 Myrths, Alos, and Cassias smell, all of thy garments had: out of the yvory pallacs