Psalm 31

IN thee, ô LORD, I put my trust,
O put me not to shame:
Deliver me, as thou art just,
By that most righteous Name.
O down to me thy quick ear bow,
With speed deliverance send:
A rock of strength, an house be thou
Thy Servant to defend.
For LORD thou art the rock & tower
Whereto I me betake:
Then lead and guide me by thy power,
O GOD for thy Names sake.
Pull me from close nets laid for me,
In thee my strength doth stand:
My Spirit I commit to thee,
And to no other hand.
Lord God of truth, I'm thy redeem'd,
All them have I abhorr'd,
That lying vanities esteem'd,
But I trust in the LORD.
I in thy mercies will be glad,
Yea, much rejoyce in those:
For thou hast weigh'd what cares I had,
And known my soul in woes.
Thou hast not in mine enemies hand
Inclos'd me by thy doom:
But made my stedfast feet to stand,
In large and spacious room.

2. Part.
IN mercy send me Lord relief
Whom troubles great befall:
My mournfull ey's consum'd with grief,
My belly, soul and all.
My life, my yeers, my strength, my bones
Have all together fail'd:
Consum'd and spent with sighs & grones,
Of wickedness bewail'd.
I was a scorn to all my foes,
And to my friends a fear:
And specially reproach't by those
That were my neighbours near.
When seen without, they from me fled,
And I am quite forgot;
As men are out of mind when dead,
I'm like a broken pot.
For many slanders have I heard,
On every side was fear,
While they together have conferr'd,
And all against me were.
They thought to take my life away;
In thee my trust did stand,
Thou art my God (I us'd to say)
My times are in thy hand.
From persecuting foes of mine,
And enemies hands me take:
Thy face let on thy servant shine,
Save me for mercies sake.
Since LORD, I call'd upon thy name,
From shame thy servant save:
Let wicked men be put to shame
And silence in the grave.
These lying lips silence and choak,
That with contempt and pride
Such grievous things have lewdly spoke,
And righteous men bely'd.

3. Part.
HOw great thy treasur'd mercies be
For them that fear thy name!
And wrought for them that trust in thee
Where men behold the same.
Thy secret presence from mans pride
Shall keep them safe and sure:
Thy close pavilion shall them hide
From strife of tongues secure.
The Lord his kindness hath dispenc'd,
To me in wondrous sort;
As in a City strongly fenc'd,
His name be blessed for't.
I said in haste, thou hast cast mee
Off from before thine eyes:
Yet heardst thou when I cry'd to thee
My supplications cryes.
O all yee precious Saints of his,
The LORD sincerely love:
For every true believer is
Preserved from above.
He plenteously rewards proud doers:
Take courage and he shall
Confirm that valiant heart of yours,
O yee believers all.