Psalms 134:1-150:6

Geneva(i) 1 A song of degrees. Behold, praise ye the Lord, all ye seruants of the Lord, ye that by night stande in the house of the Lord. 2 Lift vp your hands to the Sanctuarie, and praise the Lord. 3 The Lord, that hath made heauen and earth, blesse thee out of Zion. 135 1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise the Name of the Lord: ye seruants of the Lord, praise him. 2 Ye that stande in the House of the Lord, and in the courtes of the House of our God, 3 Praise ye the Lord: for the Lord is good: sing praises vnto his Name: for it is a comely thing. 4 For the Lord hath chosen Iaakob to himselfe, and Israel for his chiefe treasure. 5 For I know that the Lord is great, and that our Lord is aboue all gods. 6 Whatsoeuer pleased the Lord, that did hee in heauen and in earth, in the sea, and in all the depths. 7 He bringeth vp the cloudes from the ends of the earth, and maketh the lightnings with ye raine: he draweth foorth the winde out of his treasures. 8 He smote the first borne of Egypt both of man and beast. 9 He hath sent tokens and wonders into the middes of thee, O Egypt, vpon Pharaoh, and vpon all his seruants. 10 He smote many nations, and slew mightie Kings: 11 As Sihon King of the Amorites, and Og King of Bashan, and all the kingdomes of Canaan: 12 And gaue their lande for an inheritance, euen an inheritance vnto Israel his people. 13 Thy Name, O Lord, endureth for euer: O Lord, thy remembrance is from generation to generation. 14 For the Lord will iudge his people, and be pacified towardes his seruants. 15 The idoles of the heathen are siluer and golde, euen the worke of mens handes. 16 They haue a mouth, and speake not: they haue eyes and see not. 17 They haue eares and heare not, neither is there any breath in their mouth. 18 They that make them, are like vnto them: so are all that trust in them. 19 Praise the Lord, ye house of Israel: praise the Lord, ye house of Aaron. 20 Praise the Lord, ye house of Leui: ye that feare the Lord, praise the Lord. 21 Praised bee the Lord out of Zion, which dwelleth in Ierusalem. Praise ye the Lord. 136 1 Praise ye the Lord, because he is good: for his mercie endureth for euer. 2 Praise ye the God of gods: for his mercie endureth for euer. 3 Praise ye the Lord of lordes: for his mercie endureth for euer: 4 Which onely doeth great wonders: for his mercie endureth for euer: 5 Which by his wisedome made the heauens: for his mercie endureth for euer: 6 Which hath stretched out the earth vpon the waters: for his mercie endureth for euer: 7 Which made great lightes: for his mercie endureth for euer: 8 As the sunne to rule the day: for his mercie endureth for euer: 9 The moone and the starres to gouerne the night: for his mercie endureth for euer: 10 Which smote Egypt with their first borne, (for his mercie endureth for euer) 11 And brought out Israel from among them (for his mercie endureth for euer) 12 With a mightie hande and stretched out arme: for his mercie endureth for euer: 13 Which deuided the red Sea in two partes: for his mercie endureth for euer: 14 And made Israel to passe through the mids of it: for his mercie endureth for euer: 15 And ouerthrewe Pharaoh and his hoste in the red Sea: for his mercie endureth for euer: 16 Which led his people through the wildernes: for his mercie endureth for euer: 17 Which smote great Kings: for his mercie endureth for euer: 18 And slewe mightie Kings: for his mercie endureth for euer: 19 As Sihon King of the Amorites: for his mercie endureth for euer: 20 And Og the King of Bashan: for his mercie endureth for euer: 21 And gaue their land for an heritage: for his mercie endureth for euer: 22 Euen an heritage vnto Israel his seruant: for his mercie endureth for euer: 23 Which remembred vs in our base estate: for his mercie endureth for euer: 24 And hath rescued vs from our oppressours: for his mercie endureth for euer: 25 Which giueth foode to all flesh: for his mercie endureth for euer. 26 Praise ye the God of heauen: for his mercie endureth for euer. 137 1 By the riuers of Babel we sate, and there wee wept, when we remembred Zion. 2 Wee hanged our harpes vpon the willowes in the middes thereof. 3 Then they that ledde vs captiues, required of vs songs and mirth, when wee had hanged vp our harpes, saying, Sing vs one of the songs of Zion. 4 Howe shall we sing, said we, a song of the Lord in a strange land? 5 If I forget thee, O Ierusalem, let my right hand forget to play. 6 If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleaue to the roofe of my mouth: yea, if I preferre not Ierusalem to my chiefe ioy. 7 Remember the children of Edom, O Lord, in the day of Ierusalem, which saide, Rase it, rase it to the foundation thereof. 8 O daughter of Babel, worthy to be destroyed, blessed shall he be that rewardeth thee, as thou hast serued vs. 9 Blessed shall he be that taketh and dasheth thy children against the stones. 138 1 A Psalme of David. I will praise thee with my whole heart: euen before the gods will I praise thee. 2 I will worship toward thine holy Temple and praise thy Name, because of thy louing kindenesse and for thy trueth: for thou hast magnified thy Name aboue all things by thy word. 3 When I called, then thou heardest me, and hast encreased strength in my soule. 4 All the Kings of the earth shall praise thee, O Lord: for they haue heard the wordes of thy mouth. 5 And they shall sing of the wayes of the Lord, because the glory of the Lord is great. 6 For the Lord is high: yet he beholdeth the lowly, but the proude he knoweth afarre off. 7 Though I walke in the middes of trouble, yet wilt thou reuiue me: thou wilt stretch foorth thine hand vpon the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall saue me. 8 The Lord will performe his worke toward me: O Lord, thy mercie endureth for euer: forsake not the workes of thine handes. 139 1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. O Lord, thou hast tried me and knowen me. 2 Thou knowest my sitting and my rising: thou vnderstandest my thought afarre off. 3 Thou compassest my pathes, and my lying downe, and art accustomed to all my wayes. 4 For there is not a word in my tongue, but loe, thou knowest it wholy, O Lord. 5 Thou holdest mee straite behinde and before, and layest thine hand vpon me. 6 Thy knowledge is too wonderfull for mee: it is so high that I cannot attaine vnto it. 7 Whither shall I goe from thy Spirite? or whither shall I flee from thy presence? 8 If I ascende into heauen, thou art there: if I lye downe in hell, thou art there. 9 Let mee take the winges of the morning, and dwell in the vttermost parts of the sea: 10 Yet thither shall thine hand leade me, and thy right hand holde me. 11 If I say, Yet the darkenes shall hide me, euen the night shalbe light about me. 12 Yea, the darkenes hideth not from thee: but the night shineth as the day: the darkenes and light are both alike. 13 For thou hast possessed my reines: thou hast couered me in my mothers wombe. 14 I will praise thee, for I am fearefully and wonderously made: marueilous are thy workes, and my soule knoweth it well. 15 My bones are not hid from thee, though I was made in a secret place, and facioned beneath in the earth. 16 Thine eyes did see me, when I was without forme: for in thy booke were all things written, which in continuance were facioned, when there was none of them before. 17 Howe deare therefore are thy thoughtes vnto me, O God! how great is ye summe of them! 18 If I should count them, they are moe then the sand: when I wake, I am still with thee. 19 Oh that thou wouldest slay, O God, the wicked and bloody men, to whom I say, Depart ye from mee: 20 Which speake wickedly of thee, and being thine enemies are lifted vp in vaine. 21 Doe not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee? and doe not I earnestly contend with those that rise vp against thee? 22 I hate them with an vnfained hatred, as they were mine vtter enemies. 23 Try mee, O God, and knowe mine heart: prooue me and know my thoughtes, 24 And consider if there be any way of wickednes in me, and leade me in the way for euer. 140 1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. Deliuer me, O Lord, from the euill man: preserue me from the cruel man: 2 Which imagine euill things in their heart, and make warre continually. 3 They haue sharpened their tongues like a serpent: adders poyson is vnder their lips. Selah. 4 Keepe mee, O Lord, from the handes of the wicked: preserue mee from the cruell man, which purposeth to cause my steppes to slide. 5 The proude haue layde a snare for me, and spred a nette with cordes in my pathway, and set grennes for me. Selah. 6 Therefore I saide vnto the Lord, Thou art my God: heare, O Lord, the voyce of my prayers. 7 O Lord God the strength of my saluation, thou hast couered mine head in the day of battel. 8 Let not the wicked haue his desire, O Lord: performe not his wicked thought, least they be proude. Selah. 9 As for the chiefe of them, that compasse me about, let the mischiefe of their owne lippes come vpon them. 10 Let coles fal vpon them: let him cast them into the fire, and into the deepe pits, that they rise not. 11 For the backbiter shall not be established vpon the earth: euill shall hunt the cruell man to destruction. 12 I know that the Lord will auenge the afflicted, and iudge the poore. 13 Surely the righteous shall prayse thy Name, and the iust shall dwell in thy presence. 141 1 A Psalme of David. O Lord, I call vpon thee: haste thee vnto me: heare my voyce, when I cry vnto thee. 2 Let my prayer be directed in thy sight as incense, and the lifting vp of mine hands as an euening sacrifice. 3 Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, and keepe the doore of my lips. 4 Incline not mine heart to euill, that I should commit wicked workes with men that worke iniquitie: and let me not eate of their delicates. 5 Let the righteous smite me: for that is a benefite: and let him reprooue me, and it shalbe a precious oyle, that shall not breake mine head: for within a while I shall euen pray in their miseries. 6 When their iudges shall be cast downe in stonie places, they shall heare my wordes, for they are sweete. 7 Our bones lye scattered at the graues mouth, as he that heweth wood or diggeth in the earth. 8 But mine eyes looke vnto thee, O Lord God: in thee is my trust: leaue not my soule destitute. 9 Keepe me from the snare, which they haue layde for me, and from the grennes of the workers of iniquitie. 10 Let the wicked fall into his nettes together, whiles I escape. 142 1 A Psalme of David, to give instruction, and a prayer, when he was in the cave. I cryed vnto the Lord with my voyce: with my voyce I prayed vnto the Lord. 2 I powred out my meditation before him, and declared mine affliction in his presence. 3 Though my spirit was in perplexitie in me, yet thou knewest my path: in the way wherein I walked, haue they priuily layde a snare for me. 4 I looked vpon my right hand, and beheld, but there was none that would knowe me: all refuge failed me, and none cared for my soule. 5 Then cryed I vnto thee, O Lord, and sayde, thou art mine hope, and my portion in the land of the liuing. 6 Hearken vnto my crye, for I am brought very lowe: deliuer me from my persecuters, for they are too strong for me. 7 Bring my soule out of prison, that I may prayse thy Name: then shall the righteous come about me, when thou art beneficiall vnto me. 143 1 A Psalme of David. Hear my prayer, O Lord, and hearken vnto my supplication: answere me in thy trueth and in thy righteousnes. 2 (And enter not into iudgement with thy seruant: for in thy sight shall none that liueth, be iustified) 3 For the enemie hath persecuted my soule: he hath smitten my life downe to the earth: he hath layde me in the darkenes, as they that haue bene dead long agoe: 4 And my spirit was in perplexitie in me, and mine heart within me was amased. 5 Yet doe I remember the time past: I meditate in all thy workes, yea, I doe meditate in the workes of thine hands. 6 I stretch forth mine hands vnto thee: my soule desireth after thee, as the thirstie land. Selah. 7 Heare me speedily, O Lord, for my spirit fayleth: hide not thy face from me, els I shall be like vnto them that go downe into the pit. 8 Let me heare thy louing kindenes in the morning, for in thee is my trust: shewe mee the way, that I should walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto thee. 9 Deliuer me, O Lord, from mine enemies: for I hid me with thee. 10 Teach me to doe thy will, for thou art my God: let thy good Spirit leade me vnto the land of righteousnes. 11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Names sake, and for thy righteousnesse bring my soule out of trouble. 12 And for thy mercy slay mine enemies, and destroy all them that oppresse my soule: for I am thy seruant. 144 1 A Psalme of David. Blessed be the Lord my strength, which teacheth mine hands to fight, and my fingers to battell. 2 He is my goodnes and my fortresse, my towre and my deliuerer, my shield, and in him I trust, which subdueth my people vnder me. 3 Lord, what is man that thou regardest him! or the sonne of man that thou thinkest vpon him! 4 Man is like to vanitie: his dayes are like a shadow, that vanisheth. 5 Bow thine heauens, O Lord, and come downe: touch the mountaines and they shall smoke. 6 Cast forth the lightning and scatter them: shoote out thine arrowes, and consume them. 7 Send thine hand from aboue: deliuer me, and take me out of the great waters, and from the hand of strangers, 8 Whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falsehood. 9 I wil sing a new song vnto thee, O God, and sing vnto thee vpon a viole, and an instrument of ten strings. 10 It is he that giueth deliuerance vnto Kings, and rescueth Dauid his seruant from the hurtfull sworde. 11 Rescue me, and deliuer me from the hand of strangers, whose mouth talketh vanitie, and their right hand is a right hand of falshood: 12 That our sonnes may be as the plantes growing vp in their youth, and our daughters as the corner stones, grauen after the similitude of a palace: 13 That our corners may be full, and abounding with diuers sorts, and that our sheepe may bring forth thousands and ten thousand in our streetes: 14 That our oxen may be strong to labour: that there be none inuasion, nor going out, nor no crying in our streetes. 15 Blessed are the people, that be so, yea, blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord. 145 1 A Psalme of David of Praise. O my God and King, I will extold thee, and will blesse thy Name for euer and euer. 2 I will blesse thee dayly, and prayse thy Name for euer and euer. 3 Great is the Lord, and most worthy to be praysed, and his greatnes is incomprehensible. 4 Generation shall praise thy works vnto generation, and declare thy power. 5 I wil meditate of the beautie of thy glorious maiestie, and thy wonderfull workes, 6 And they shall speake of the power of thy fearefull actes, and I will declare thy greatnes. 7 They shall breake out into the mention of thy great goodnes, and shall sing aloude of thy righteousnesse. 8 The Lord is gracious and merciful, slow to anger, and of great mercie. 9 The Lord is good to all, and his mercies are ouer all his workes. 10 All thy workes prayse thee, O Lord, and thy Saints blesse thee. 11 They shewe the glory of thy kingdome, and speake of thy power, 12 To cause his power to be knowen to the sonnes of men, and the glorious renoume of his kingdome. 13 Thy kingdome is an euerlasting kingdome, and thy dominion endureth throughout all ages. 14 The Lord vpholdeth all that fall, and lifteth vp all that are ready to fall. 15 The eyes of all waite vpon thee, and thou giuest them their meate in due season. 16 Thou openest thine hand, and fillest all things liuing of thy good pleasure. 17 The Lord is righteous in all his wayes, and holy in all his workes. 18 The Lord is neere vnto all that call vpon him: yea, to all that call vpon him in trueth. 19 He wil fulfill the desire of them that feare him: he also wil heare their cry, and wil saue them. 20 The Lord preserueth all them that loue him: but he will destroy all the wicked. 21 My mouth shall speake the prayse of the Lord, and all flesh shall blesse his holy Name for euer and euer. 146 1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise thou the Lord, O my soule. 2 I will prayse the Lord during my life: as long as I haue any being, I wil sing vnto my God. 3 Put not your trust in princes, nor in the sonne of man, for there is none helpe in him. 4 His breath departeth, and he returneth to his earth: then his thoughtes perish. 5 Blessed is he, that hath the God of Iaakob for his helpe, whose hope is in the Lord his God. 6 Which made heauen and earth, the sea, and all that therein is: which keepeth his fidelitie for euer: 7 Which executeth iustice for the oppressed: which giueth bread to the hungry: the Lord loseth the prisoners. 8 The Lord giueth sight to the blinde: the Lord rayseth vp the crooked: the Lord loueth the righteous. 9 The Lord keepeth the strangers: he relieueth the fatherlesse and widowe: but he ouerthroweth the way of the wicked. 10 The Lord shall reigne for euer: O Zion, thy God endureth from generation to generation. Prayse ye the Lord. 147 1 Praise ye the Lord, for it is good to sing vnto our God: for it is a pleasant thing, and praise is comely. 2 The Lord doth builde vp Ierusalem, and gather together the dispersed of Israel. 3 He healeth those that are broken in heart, and bindeth vp their sores. 4 He counteth the nomber of the starres, and calleth them all by their names. 5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power: his wisdome is infinite. 6 The Lord relieueth the meeke, and abaseth the wicked to the ground. 7 Sing vnto the Lord with prayse: sing vpon the harpe vnto our God, 8 Which couereth the heauen with cloudes, and prepareth raine for the earth, and maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaines: 9 Which giueth to beasts their foode, and to the yong rauens that crie. 10 He hath not pleasure in the strength of an horse, neither delighteth he in the legs of man. 11 But the Lord deliteth in them that feare him, and attende vpon his mercie. 12 Prayse the Lord, O Ierusalem: prayse thy God, O Zion. 13 For he hath made the barres of thy gates strong, and hath blessed thy children within thee. 14 He setteth peace in thy borders, and satisfieth thee with the floure of wheate. 15 He sendeth foorth his commandement vpon earth, and his worde runneth very swiftly. 16 He giueth snowe like wooll, and scattereth the hoare frost like ashes. 17 He casteth foorth his yce like morsels: who can abide the colde thereof? 18 He sendeth his worde and melteth them: he causeth his winde to blowe, and the waters flowe. 19 He sheweth his word vnto Iaakob, his statutes and his iudgements vnto Israel. 20 He hath not dealt so with euery nation, neither haue they knowen his iudgements. Prayse ye the Lord. 148 1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye the Lord from the heauen: prayse ye him in the high places. 2 Prayse ye him, all ye his Angels: praise him, all his armie. 3 Prayse ye him, sunne and moone: prayse ye him all bright starres. 4 Prayse ye him, heauens of heauens, and waters, that be aboue the heauens. 5 Let them prayse the Name of the Lord: for he commanded, and they were created. 6 And he hath established them for euer and euer: he hath made an ordinance, which shall not passe. 7 Prayse ye the Lord from the earth, ye dragons and all depths: 8 Fire and hayle, snowe and vapours, stormie winde, which execute his worde: 9 Mountaines and all hils, fruitfull trees and all ceders: 10 Beasts and all cattell, creeping things and fethered foules: 11 Kings of the earth and all people, princes and all iudges of the worlde: 12 Yong men and maidens, also olde men and children: 13 Let them prayse the Name of the Lord: for his Name onely is to be exalted, and his prayse aboue the earth and the heauens. 14 For he hath exalted the horne of his people, which is a prayse for all his Saintes, euen for the children of Israel, a people that is neere vnto him. Prayse ye the Lord. 149 1 Praise ye the Lord. Sing ye vnto the Lord a newe song: let his prayse be heard in the Congregation of Saints. 2 Let Israel reioyce in him that made him, and let ye children of Zion reioyce in their King. 3 Let them prayse his Name with the flute: let them sing prayses vnto him with the timbrell and harpe. 4 For the Lord hath pleasure in his people: he will make the meeke glorious by deliuerance. 5 Let ye Saints be ioyfull with glorie: let them sing loud vpon their beddes. 6 Let the high Actes of God bee in their mouth, and a two edged sword in their hands, 7 To execute vengeance vpon the heathen, and corrections among the people: 8 To binde their Kings in chaines, and their nobles with fetters of yron, 9 That they may execute vpon them the iudgement that is written: this honour shall be to all his Saintes. Prayse ye the Lord. 150 1 Praise ye the Lord. Praise ye God in his Sanctuarie: prayse ye him in the firmament of his power. 2 Prayse ye him in his mightie Actes: prayse ye him according to his excellent greatnesse. 3 Prayse ye him in the sounde of the trumpet: prayse yee him vpon the viole and the harpe. 4 Prayse ye him with timbrell and flute: praise ye him with virginales and organs. 5 Prayse ye him with sounding cymbales: prayse ye him with high sounding cymbales. 6 Let euery thing that hath breath prayse the Lord. Prayse ye the Lord.