Psalm 33 (Exultate, justi)

Rejoyce in God, O ye
That righteous be:
For cheerefull thanckfullnesse
It is a comly part
In them, whose hart
Doth cherish rightfullnesse.

O praise with hart the Lord,
O now accord
Violls with singing voice:
Lett tenne string'd instrument
O now be bent
To wittnes you rejoice.

A new, sing, a new song
To him most strong,
Sing lowd and merrily:
Because that word of his
Most righteous is,
And his deedes faithfull be.

Hee righteousnesse approves,
And judgment loves:
Gods goodnesse fills all landes.
His word made heav'nly coast,
And all that hoast
By breath of his mouth stands.

The waters of the seas
In heapes he laies,
And depthes in treasure his,
Let all the earth feare God:
And who abroad
Of world a dweller is.

For he spake not more soone,
Then it was done:
He bade, and it did stand.
He doth heathen councell breake,
And maketh weake
The might of peoples hand.

But ever, ever shall
His counsells all
Throughout all ages last.
The thinkings of that mind
No end shall find,
When times tyme shall be past.

That realme indeede hath blisse,
Whose God he is,
Who him for their Lord take:
Even that people, even those,
Whom this Lord chose
His heritage to make.

The Lorde lookes from the sky:
Full well his eye
Beholdes our mortall race.
Even where he dwelleth, he
Throughout doth see
Who dwell in duskie place.

Since he their hartes doth frame,
He knows the same:
Their workes he understandes.
Hosts doe the king not save;
Nor strong men have
Their help from mighty handes.

Of quick strength is an horse,
And yet his force
Is but a succour vaine:
Who trusts him sooner shall
Catch harmefull fall,
Then true deliveraunce gaine.

But lo, Jehovas sight
On them doth light
Who him do truly feare:
And them which do the scope
Of all their hope
Upon his mercy beare.

His sight is them to save
Ev'n from the grave,
And keepe from famynes paine.
Then on that Lord most kind
Fix we our mind,
Whose shield shall us maintayne.

Our hartes sure shall enjoy
In hym much joye
Who hope on his name just.
O lett thy mercy greate
On us be sett;
We have no plea, but trust.