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They shall ever be giving of thanks, because thou defendest them; they that love thy Name shall be joyful in thee; 13 For thou, Lord, wilt give thy blessing un-to the righteous: And with thy favourable kindness wilt thou defend him as with a shield.

Evening Prayer.

PSALM VI. Domine, ne in furore.

NORD, rebuke me not in thine in-dig-nation: Neither chasten me in thy dis-pleasure. 2 Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am weak: O Lord, heal me, for my bones are vexed. 3 My soul also is sore troubled:

But, Lord, how long wilt thou pun-ish me? 4 Turn thee, O Lord, and de-liver my soul : O save me for thy mer-cy's sake.

5 For in death no man re-mem-bereth thee: And who will give thee thanks in the pit?

6 I am weary of my groaning; every night wash I my And water my couch with my tears.

7 My beauty is gone for ve-ry trouble:

And worn away be-cause of all mine enemies.

8 Away from me, all ye that work vanity:

For the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

9 The Lord hath heard my pe-tition:

The Lord will re-ceive my prayer.

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10 All mine enemies shall be confounded, and sore vexed: They shall be turned back, and put to shame suddenly.

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PSALM VII. Domine, Deus meus.

my God, in thee have I put my trust :

Save me from all them that persecute me, and de-li-ver me; 2 Lest he devour my soul, like a lion, and tear it in pieces : While there is none to help.

3 O Lord my God, if I have done any such thing:

Or if there be any wicked-ness in my hands

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4 If I have rewarded evil unto him that dealt friendly with me: Yea, I have delivered him that without any cause is mine

enemy;

5 Then let mine enemy persecute my soul, and take me :

Yea, let him tread my life down upon the earth, and lay mine hon-our in the dust.

6 Stand up, O Lord, in thy wrath, and lift up thyself, because of the indignation of mine enemies:

Arise up for me in the judgement that thou hast com-manded. 7 And so shall the congregation of the people come a-bout thee: For their sakes therefore lift up thy-self a-gain.

8 The Lord shall judge the people; give sentence with me, O Lord:

According to my righteousness, and according to the innocen-cy that is in me.

9 O let the wickedness of the ungodly come to an end: But guide thou the just.

10 For the right-eous God:

Trieth the very hearts and reins.

11 My help cometh of God:

Who preserveth them that are true of heart. 12. God is a righteous Judge, strong, and patient : And God is pro-vo-ked ev-ery day.

13 If a man will not turn, he will whet his sword : He hath bent his bow, and made it ready.

14 He hath prepared for him the instru-ments of death: He ordaineth his arrows a-gainst the

15 Behold, he travail-eth with mischief:

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He hath conceived sorrow, and brought forth un-godliness. 16 He hath graven and digged up a pit:

And is fallen himself into the destruction that he made for other.

17 For his travail shall come upon his own head: And his wickedness shall fall on his own pate.

18 I will give thanks unto the Lord, according to his righteousness:

And I will praise the Name of the Lord most High.

PSALM VIII. Domine, Dominus noster.

LORD, our Governour, how excellent is thy Name in all

Thou hast set thy glory a-bove the heavens !

2 Out of the mouth of very babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength, because of thine enemies :

That thou mightest still the enemy, and the a-venger. 3 For I will consider thy heavens, even the works of thy fingers: The moon and the stars, which thou hast or-dained.

4 What is man, that thou art mind-ful of him:

And the son of man, that thou visit-est him?

5 Thou madest him lower than the angels:

To crown him with glory and worship.

6 Thou makest him to have dominion of the works of thy hands:

And thou hast put all things in sub-jec-tion under his feet;

7 All sheep and oxen :

Yea, and the beasts of the field;

8 The fowls of the air, and the fishes of the sea:

And whatsoever walketh through the paths of the seas. 9 O Lord our Governour:

How excellent is thy Name in all the world!

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Morning Prayer.

PSALM IX. Confitebor tibi.

WILL give thanks unto thee, O Lord, with my whole heart: I will speak of all thy marvel-lous works.

2 I will be glad and re-joice in thee:

Yea, my songs will I make of thy Name, O thou most Highest. 3 While mine enemies are driv-en back:

They shall fall and per-ish at thy presence.

4 For thou hast maintained my right and my cause: Thou art set in the throne that judg-est right.

5 Thou hast rebuked the heathen, and destroyed the un-godly: Thou hast put out their name for ever and ever.

60 thou enemy, destructions are come to a per-petu-al end : Even as the cities which thou hast destroyed; their me-morial is perish-ed with them.

7 But the Lord shall en-dure for ever:

He hath also pre-pared his seat for judgement.

8 For he shall judge the world in righteousness: And minister true judge-ment unto the people.

9 The Lord also will be a defence for the op-pressed : Even a refuge in due time of trouble.

10 And they that know thy Name will put their trust in thee: For thou, Lord, hast never fail-ed them that seek thee.

11 O praise the Lord which dwelleth in Sion:

Shew the peo-ple of his doings.

12 For, when he maketh inquisition for blood, he re-member-eth

them:

And forgetteth not the com-plaint of the poor.

13 Have mercy upon me, O Lord; consider the trouble which I suffer of them that hate me :

Thou that liftest me up from the gates of death.

14 That I may shew all thy praises within the ports of the daughter of Sion:

I will re-joice in thy sal-vation.

15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made:

In the same net which they hid privily, is their foot taken. 16 The Lord is known to exe-cute judgement :

The ungodly is trapped in the work of his own hands. 17 The wicked shall be turned in-to hell:

And all the people that for-get God.

18 For the poor shall not alway be for-gotten:

The patient abiding of the meek shall not perish for ever. 19 Up, Lord, and let not man have the up-per hand : Let the heathen be judg-ed in thy sight.

20 Put them in fear, O Lord:

That the heathen may know them-selves to be but men.

PSALM X. Ut quid, Domine ?

HY standest thou so far off, O Lord:

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And hidest thy face in the need-ful time of trouble?

2 The ungodly for his own lust doth perse-cute the poor : Let them be taken in the crafty wiliness that they have i-magined.

3 For the ungodly hath made boast of his own heart's de-sire:

And speaketh good of the covetous, whom God ab-horreth. 4 The ungodly is so proud, that he careth not for God: Neither is God in all his thoughts.

5 His ways are al-ways grievous :

Thy judgements are far above out of his sight, and therefore de-fieth he all his enemies.

6 For he hath said in his heart, Tush, I shall never be cast down:

There shall no harm happen un-to-me.

7 His mouth is full of cursing, de-ceit, and fraud :

Under his tongue is un-god-li-ness and vanity.

8 He sitteth lurking in the thievish corners of the streets : And privily in his lurking dens doth he murder the innocent; his eyes are set a-gainst the poor.

9 For he lieth waiting secretly, even as a lion lurketh he in his den:

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When he getteth him into his net.

11 He falleth down, and humbleth him-self:

That the congregation of the poor may fall into the hands of his captains.

12 He hath said in his heart, Tush, God hath for-gotten:
He hideth away his face, and he will ne-ver see it.
13 Arise, O Lord God, and lift up thine hand:

For-ge't not the

poor.

14 Wherefore should the wicked blas-pheme God:

While he doth say in his heart, Tush, thou God carest not for it.

15 Surely thou hast seen it:

For thou beholdest un-god-li-ness and wrong.

16 That thou mayest take the matter into thine hand:

The poor committeth himself unto thee; for thou art the help-er of the friendless.

17 Break thou the power of the ungodly and ma-licious: Take away his ungodliness, and thou shalt find none. 18 The Lord is King for ever and ever :

And the heathen are perish-ed out of the land.

19 Lord, thou hast heard the desire of the poor :

Thou preparest their heart, and thine ear hear-ken-eth there-to;

20 To help the fatherless and poor unto their right:

That the man of the earth be no more ex-alted a-gainst them.

PSALM XI. In Domino confido.

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How say ye then to my soul, that she should flee as a bird un-to the hill?

2 For lo, the ungodly bend their bow, and make ready their arrows with-in the quiver:

That they may privily shoot at them which are true of heart.

3 For the foundations will be cast down:

And what hath the right-eous done?

4 The Lord is in his ho-ly temple : The Lord's seat is in heaven.

5 His eyes con-sider the poor:

And his eye-lids try the children of men.

6 The Lord al-loweth the righteous:

But the ungodly, and him that delighteth in wickedness,

doth his soul ab-hor.

7 Upon the ungodly he shall rain snares, fire and brimstone, storm and tempest :

This shall be their portion to drink.

8 For the righteous Lord lov-eth righteousness:

His countenance will behold the thing that is just.

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