Psalm 32

O Blessed man is hee,
Whose sins God passeth by;
And (covering them) reputes him free
From all iniquity.
Whose spirit entertains no guile;
For while I held my tongue
My weary bones wax'd old the while,
Through roaring all day long.
Thine hand on me was burthensome,
Each day and night throughout:
My nat'rall moysture is become
As sommers parching drought.
Confessing humbly, then did I
My sins to thee reveal;
And did not mine iniquity
In any point conceal.
I said, I will to God confess
What all my sins have bin:
And thou forgav'st the wickedness
And guilt of all my sin.
Hence all good men thy grace shal crave
What time thou mayst be found:
Nor rising flood, nor roaring wave,
Them ever shall surround.
And hiding place I have of thee,
Thou shalt preserve from wrongs:
And round about encompass mee
With sweet salvations songs.

2. Part.
I Will direct thee faithfully
The way that thou shalt go:
And guide thee with my watchfull eye
That I may teach thee so.
O be not like the horse and mule,
By reason nothing led,
Whose mouth the bit and bridle rule,
Lest they too neer thee tread.
For certainly to men unjust
Shall miseries abound.
But him that in the Lord doth trust,
Shall mercy compasse round.
O all yee righteous men rejoyce
And in the Lord delight;
With joyfull shouts lift up your voyce
All yee whose hearts are right.