Psalm 116

I love the Lord; for, hee an eare
To my complaints doth give:
And, since he pleaseth me to hear,
I'le seek him, whil'st I live.
The feares of death, enclosd me round;
Hell torments, mee enthrald.
But, still, when paind my self I found,
On God's great Name, I cal'd.

Preserve my soul, oh Lord, I sayd;
For, thou art full of grace.
Iust, kinde, & ev'ry pore man's ayde.
My healp, when greev'd I was.
My soul, to this thy refuge fly;
For, God is thy larg meed.
From death my soul; from teares, mine eye;
From falls, my feet he freed.

I shall, with God, enioy my life
Where livinge men abide.
This I professe, with firme beleif,
Though I was terrifide.
Yea, though in rashnes I did say,
That all men liers were;
What for thy guifts I should repay,
Now, Lord, my questions are.

Thy Cupp of saving-health I'le take.
Vpon thy name, I'le call;
And of my vowes, I'le payment make
Before thy servants all.
Thy saints, their deaths, & suffrings, be
Right pretious in thine eye.
Oh Lord, thy servant serving thee,
Thy handmayds Childe, am I.

My fetters all, thou brak'st away,
And, I, oh Lord, therfore,
The sacrifize of thancks will pay;
And, thy great Name adore.
To thee, oh Lord, I'le pay my vowes,
Where thy Assemblies be;
Ev'n in the Courts of Gods owne house Ierusalem, in thee. Haleluiah.