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The psalms hymns and spiritual songs, of the Old and New-Testament
The psalms hymns and spiritual songs, of the Old and New-Testament: faithfully translated into English metre. ; For the use, edification and comfort of the saints in public and private: especially in New-England. ; [Eight lines of Scripture references and texts]The psalms hymns and spiritual songs, of the Old and New-Testament: faithfully translated into English metre. ; For the use, edification and comfort of the saints in publick and private: especially in New-England. ; [Eight lines of Scripture references and texts]
Boston: printed by B. Green for Michael Perry, 1698
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Book of psalms 2 › Psalm 68: PSAL. LXVIII. To the chief musician on Neginoth, A psalm or song.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
verse 9 O God, that on thy heritage didst send a plenteous rain; Whereby when as it weary was thou it confirmedst again. verse 10 Thy congregation dwelt therein; thou didst O God prepare Of thy benignity for them that poor afflicted are.
verse 9 O God, that on thy heritage didst send a plenteous rain; Whereby when as it weary was thou it confirm'dst again. verse 10 Thy congregation dwelt therein; thou didst O God prepare Of thy bengnity for them that poor afflicted are.
verse 11 The Lord the word gave, great's their troop that have it published. ⟨p. 162⟩verse 12 She that at home staid parts the spoil when kings of hosts fled, fled. verse 14 Tho' you have lien among the pots, like doves wings be shall ye, With silver decked, her feathers eke with yellow gold that be.
verse 11 The Lord the word gave, great's their troop that have it published. ⟨p. 162⟩verse 12 She that at home staid parts the spoil when kings of hosts fled, fled. verse 14 Tho' you have lien among the pots, like doves wings be shall ye, With silver deck'd, her feathers eke with yellow gold that be.
verse 14 When there th'Almighty scattered kings▪ 'twas white as Salmons snow. verse 15 Gods hill like Bashan hill, high hill like Bashan hill unto. verse 16 Why do ye leap, ye lofty hills? this is the very hill In which God loves to dwell, the Lord dwell in it ever will.