Psalm 118

THe Lord, the Lord is good and kinde,
O give him thanks therefore:
Because we do his mercies finde
Continued evermore.
Let Israel say this very day,
His mercies still prevail:
Now let the house of Aaron say,
His mercies never fail.
Let them that fear the Lord confess,
His mercies still remain:
I call'd upon him in distress,
He answered me again.
A spacious place he brought me to,
The Lord doth take my part;
For all that man to me can do,
No fear shall seiz my heart.
God, with my helpers, takes my part,
And I fulfill'd shall see
What I desired in my heart,
On en'mies hating me.
It's better for a mans defence,
To trust in God alone;
Then for to put our confidence
In any mortall one.
Yea, it is better to repose
Our confidence in thee;
Then for to put our trust in those
That pow'rfull Princes be.

2. Part.
ALL Nations compast me about,
Whom yet I overcame:
For I shall surely root them out
In Gods assistant Name.
They compast me about, I say,
They compast me about:
But in the Name of God shall they
Be all destroy'd, no doubt.
Like to a swarm of angry bees,
They compast me about:
But like a fire of bramble trees,
Are soon again put out.
Yea I shall soon destroy them all,
In Gods assistant Name.
Thou thrustedst sore to make me fall,
But God my help became.
The Lord's become my strength and song,
And my salvation sweet:
Salvations voice & joys sweet tongue,
In just mens dwellings meet.
The Lords right hand doth valiantly,
The Lords right hand's renown'd:
The Lords right hand's exalted high,
With valiant actions crown'd.
I shall not die, but still draw breath,
Gods works to testifie:
Thou didst not give mee ore to death,
Though sore chastis'd was I.

3. Part.
OPen to me the righteous gate,
Then shall thy Courts be trod;
Where I thy praise may celebrate,
This Temple-gate of God.
Here shall the righteous entrance have.
Thy praises I'l declare:
For thou becam'st my rock to save,
And thou hast heard my pray'r.
The stone the builders have refus'd,
Is now become the stone
Which for the corners-head is us'd,
This is Gods art alone;
This in our eyes is marvellous,
This day which God did make
Shall be a day of joy to us,
Therein delight to take.
Now save O Lord, I crave the same,
O send us good success:
O blessed commers in his Name,
You from his house we bless.
God is the Lord that light affords
Which this high day adorns:
Then bind the sacrifice with cords
Unto the Altars horns.
Thou art my God, I'l spread thy fame,
My God I'l spread thy praise:
The Lord is good, ô praise his Name,
His mercies last alwayes.