Psalm 35
A Psalm of David.
Tunes PCC uses:
(Evan,
St. Andrew)
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Plead, Lord, with those that plead; and fight |
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with those that fight with me. |
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Of shield and buckler take thou hold, |
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stand up mine help to be. |
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Draw also out the spear, and do |
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against them stop the way |
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That me pursue: unto my soul, |
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Im thy salvation, say. |
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Let them confounded be and shamd |
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that for my soul have sought: |
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Who plot my hurt turnd back be they, |
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and to confusion brought. |
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Let them be like unto the chaff |
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that flies before the wind; |
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And let the angel of the Lord |
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pursue them hard behind. |
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With darkness cover thou their way, |
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and let it slippry prove; |
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And let the angel of the Lord |
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pursue them from above. |
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For without cause have they for me |
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their net hid in a pit, |
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They also have without a cause |
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for my soul digged it. |
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Let ruin seize him unawares; |
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his net he hid withal |
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Himself let catch; and in the same |
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destruction let him fall. |
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My soul in God shall joy; and glad |
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in his salvation be: |
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And all my bones shall say, O Lord, |
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who is like unto thee, |
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Which dost the poor set free from him |
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that is for him too strong; |
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The poor and needy from the man |
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that spoils and does him wrong? |
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False witnesses rose; to my charge |
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things I not knew they laid. |
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They, to the spoiling of my soul, |
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me ill for good repaid. |
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But as for me, when they were sick, |
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in sackcloth sad I mournd: |
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My humbled soul did fast, my prayr |
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into my bosom turnd. |
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Myself I did behave as he |
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had been my friend or brother; |
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I heavily bowd down, as one |
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that mourneth for his mother. |
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But in my trouble they rejoicd, |
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gathring themselves together; |
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Yea, abjects vile together did |
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themselves against me gather: |
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I knew it not; they did me tear, |
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and quiet would not be. |
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With mocking hypocrites, at feasts |
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they gnashd their teeth at me. |
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How long, Lord, lookst thou on? from those |
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destructions they intend |
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Rescue my soul, from lions young |
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my darling do defend. |
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I will give thanks to thee, O Lord, |
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within th assembly great; |
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And where much people gatherd are |
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thy praises forth will set. |
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Let not my wrongful enemies |
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proudly rejoice oer me; |
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Nor who me hate without a cause, |
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let them wink with the eye. |
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For peace they do not speak at all; |
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but crafty plots prepare |
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Against all those within the land |
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that meek and quiet are. |
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With mouths set wide, they gainst me said, |
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Ha, ha! our eye doth see. |
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Lord, thou hast seen, hold not thy peace; |
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Lord, be not far from me. |
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Stir up thyself; wake, that thou mayst |
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judgment to me afford, |
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Evn to my cause, O thou that art |
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my only God and Lord. |
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O Lord my God, do thou me judge |
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after thy righteousness; |
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And let them not their joy gainst me |
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triumphantly express: |
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Nor let them say within their hearts, |
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Ah, we would have it thus; |
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Nor suffer them to say, that he |
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is swallowd up by us. |
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Shamd and confounded be they all |
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that at my hurt are glad; |
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Let those against me that do boast |
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with shame and scorn be clad. |
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Let them that love my righteous cause |
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be glad, shout, and not cease |
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To say, The Lord be magnifyd, |
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who loves his servants peace. |
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Thy righteousness shall also be |
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declared by my tongue; |
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The praises that belong to thee |
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speak shall it all day long. |
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