1650 Scottish Psalter (Lining Out of The Psalms)

17  I all my bones may tell; they do upon me look and stare. 18  Upon my vesture lots they cast, and clothes among them share. 19  But be not far, O Lord, my strength; haste to give help to me. 20  From sword my soul, from pow’r of dogs my darling set thou free. 21  Out of the roaring lion’s mouth do thou me shield and save: For from the horns of unicorns an ear to me thou gave. 22  I will shew fo...

1  My God, my God, why hast thou me forsaken? why so far Art thou from helping me, and from my words that roaring are? 2  All day, my God, to thee I cry, yet am not heard by thee; And in the season of the night I cannot silent be. 3  But thou art holy, thou that dost inhabit Isr’el’s praise. 4  Our fathers hop’d in thee, they hop’d and thou didst them release. 5  When unto thee they sent their cry...

1  The king in thy great strength, O Lord, shall very joyful be: In thy salvation rejoice how veh’mently shall he! 2  Thou hast bestowed upon him all that his heart would have; And thou from him didst not withhold whate’er his lips did crave. 3  For thou with blessings him prevent’st of goodness manifold; And thou hast set upon his head a crown of purest gold. 4  When he desired life of thee, thou...

1  Jehovah hear thee in the day when trouble he doth send: And let the name of Jacob’s God thee from all ill defend. 2  O let him help send from above, out of his sanctuary: From Sion, his own holy hill, let him give strength to thee. 3  Let him remember all thy gifts, accept thy sacrifice: 4  Grant thee thine heart’s wish, and fulfil thy thoughts and counsel wise. 5  In thy salvation we will joy;...

1  The heav’ns God’s glory do declare, the skies his hand-works preach: 2  Day utters speech to day, and night to night doth knowledge teach. 3  There is no speech nor tongue to which their voice doth not extend: 4  Their line is gone through all the earth, their words to the world’s end. In them he set the sun a tent; 5  Who, bridegroom-like, forth goes From’s chamber, as a strong man doth to run...

30  As for God, perfect is his way: the Lord his word is try’d; He is a buckler to all those who do in him confide. 31  Who but the Lord is God? but he who is a rock and stay? 32  ‘Tis God that girdeth me with strength, and perfect makes my way. 33  He made my feet swift as the hinds, set me on my high places. 34  Mine hands to war he taught, mine arms brake bows of steel in pieces. 35  The shield...

16  And from above the Lord sent down, and took me from below; From many waters he me drew, which would me overflow. 17  He me reliev’d from my strong foes, and such as did me hate; Because he saw that they for me too strong were, and too great. 18  They me prevented in the day of my calamity; But even then the Lord himself a stay was unto me. 19  He to a place where liberty and room was hath me b...

1  Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength. 2  My fortress is the Lord, My rock, and he that doth to me deliverance afford: My God, my strength, whom I will trust, a buckler unto me, The horn of my salvation, and my high tow’r, is he. 3  Upon the Lord, who worthy is of praises, will I cry; And then shall I preserved be safe from mine enemy. 4  Floods of ill men affrighted me, death’s pangs about me...

1  Lord, hear the right, attend my cry, unto my pray’r give heed, That doth not in hypocrisy from feigned lips proceed. 2  And from before thy presence forth my sentence do thou send: Toward these things that equal are do thou thine eyes intend. 3  Thou prov’dst mine heart, thou visit’dst me by night, thou didst me try, Yet nothing found’st; for that my mouth shall not sin, purpos’d I. 4  As for m...

1  Lord, keep me; for I trust in thee. 2  To God thus was my speech, Thou art my Lord; and unto thee my goodness doth not reach: 3  To saints on earth, to th’ excellent, where my delight’s all plac’d. 4  Their sorrows shall be multiply’d to other gods that haste: Of their drink-offerings of blood I will no off ‘ring make; Yea, neither I their very names up in my lips will take. 5  God is of mine i...

1  Within thy tabernacle, Lord, who shall abide with thee? And in thy high and holy hill who shall a dweller be? 2  The man that walketh uprightly, and worketh righteousness, And as he thinketh in his heart, so doth he truth express. 3  Who doth not slander with his tongue, nor to his friend doth hurt; Nor yet against his neighbour doth take up an ill report. 4  In whose eyes vile men are despis’d...

1  That there is not a God, the fool doth in his heart conclude: They are corrupt, their works are vile; not one of them doth good. 2  Upon men’s sons the Lord from heav’n did cast his eyes abroad, To see if any understood, and did seek after God. 3  They altogether filthy are, they all aside are gone; And there is none that doeth good, yea, sure there is not one. 4  These workers of iniquity do t...

1  How long wilt thou forget me, Lord? shall it for ever be? O how long shall it be that thou wilt hide thy face from me? 2  How long take counsel in my soul, still sad in heart, shall I? How long exalted over me shall be mine enemy? 3  O Lord my God, consider well, and answer to me make: Mine eyes enlighten, lest the sleep of death me overtake: 4  Lest that mine enemy should say, Against him I pr...

1  Help, Lord, because the godly man doth daily fade away; And from among the sons of men the faithful do decay. 2  Unto his neighbour ev’ry one doth utter vanity: They with a double heart do speak, and lips of flattery. 3  God shall cut off all flatt’ring lips, tongues that speak proudly thus, 4  We’ll with our tongue prevail, our lips are ours: who’s lord o’er us? 5  For poor oppress’d, and for...

1  I in the Lord do put my trust: how is it then that ye Say to my soul, Flee, as a bird, unto your mountain high? 2  For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, their shafts on string they fit, That those who upright are in heart they privily may hit. 3  If the foundations be destroy’d, what hath the righteous done? 4  God in his holy temple is, in heaven is his throne: His eyes do see, his eye-lids try...

1  Wherefore is it that thou, O Lord, dost stand from us afar? And wherefore hidest thou thyself, when times so troublous are? 2  The wicked in his loftiness doth persecute the poor: In these devices they have fram’d let them be taken sure. 3  The wicked of his heart’s desire doth talk with boasting great; He blesseth him that’s covetous, whom yet the Lord doth hate. 4  The wicked, through his pri...

1  Lord, thee I’ll praise with all my heart, thy wonders all proclaim. 2  In thee, most High, I’ll greatly joy, and sing unto thy name. 3  When back my foes were turn’d, they fell, and perish’d at thy sight: 4  For thou maintain’dst my right and cause; on throne sat’st judging right. 5  The heathen thou rebuked hast, the wicked overthrown; Thou hast put out their names, that they may never more be...

1  How excellent in all the earth, Lord, our Lord, is thy name! Who hast thy glory far advanc’d above the starry frame. 2  From infants’ and from sucklings’ mouth thou didest strength ordain, For thy foes’ cause, that so thou might’st th’ avenging foe restrain. 3  When I look up unto the heav’ns, which thine own fingers fram’d, Unto the moon, and to the stars, which were by thee ordain’d; 4  Then...

1  O Lord my God, in thee do I my confidence repose: Save and deliver me from all my persecuting foes; 2  Lest that the enemy my soul should, like a lion, tear, In pieces rending it, while there is no deliverer. 3  O Lord my God, if it be so that I committed this; If it be so that in my hands iniquity there is: 4  If I rewarded ill to him that was at peace with me; (Yea, ev’n the man that without...

1  In thy great indignation, O Lord, rebuke me not; Nor on me lay thy chast ‘ning hand, in thy displeasure hot. 2  Lord, I am weak, therefore on me have mercy, and me spare: Heal me, O Lord, because thou know’st my bones much vexed are. 3  My soul is vexed sore: but, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? 4  Return, Lord, free my soul; and save me, for thy mercies’ sake. 5  Because of thee in death t...

1  Lord, in thy wrath rebuke me not; Nor in thy hot rage chasten me. 2  Lord, pity me, for I am weak: Heal me, for my bones vexed be. 3  My soul is also vexed sore; But, Lord, how long stay wilt thou make? 4  Return, O Lord, my soul set free; O save me, for thy mercies’ sake. 5  Because those that deceased are Of thee shall no remembrance have; And who is he that will to thee Give praises lying in...

1  Give 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 shalt early hear my voice: I early will direct My pray’r to thee; and, looking up, an answer will expect. 4  For thou art not a God that doth in wickedness delight; Neither shall evil dwell with thee, 5  Nor fools stand in thy sight. All that ill-doers are thou hat’s...

1  Give ear unto me when I call, God of my righteousness: Have mercy, hear my pray’r; thou hast enlarg’d me in distress. 2  O ye the sons of men! how long will ye love vanities? How long my glory turn to shame, and will ye follow lies? 3  But know, that for himself the Lord the godly man doth chuse: The Lord, when I on him do call, to hear will not refuse. 4  Fear, and sin not; talk with your hear...

1  O Lord, how are my foes increas’d? against me many rise. 2  Many say of my soul, For him in God no succour lies. 3  Yet thou my shield and glory art, th’ uplifter of mine head. 4  I cry’d, and, from his holy hill, the Lord me answer made. 5  I laid me down and slept; I wak’d; for God sustained me. 6  I will not fear though thousands ten set round against me be. 7  Arise, O Lord; save me, my God...

1  Why rage the heathen? and vain things why do the people mind? 2  Kings of the earth do set themselves, and princes are combin’d, To plot against the Lord, and his Anointed, saying thus, 3  Let us asunder break their bands, and cast their cords from us. 4  He that in heaven sits shall laugh; the Lord shall scorn them all. 5 Then shall he speak to them in wrath, in rage he vex them shall. 6  Yet,...