Religion
Psalm 54
From Davids Psalms in Metre (1655)
SAve me, O God, by thy great name,
by thy strength judge thou me.
Lord, hear my pray'r, give ear unto
the words I speak to thee.
Oppressors for my soul do seek,
strangers against me rise,
And God the Lord they have not set
at all before their eyes.
But lo, my God doth give me aid,
the Lord is straight at hand,
With them that do uphold my soul,
the Lord doth ever stand.
He shall with plagues reward my foes,
for me in wait that ly,
According to thy word and truth,
cut them off speedily.
Then will I with a willing heart
bring sacrifice to thee,
And I will praise thy name, O Lord,
which hath been good to mee.
The Lord hath clearly set me free
out of my troubles all,
And now mine eye doth plainly see
my foes expected fall.
Codex Note
A metrical version of Psalm 54.
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White, John. “Psalm 54.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/white_john/49/.
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White, John. “Psalm 54.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/white_john/49/.
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