Psalms 142:1-150:6 The instruccion of Dauid, a prayer when he was in the caue. I crye vnto the Lorde with my voyce, yea, euen vnto the Lord do I make my supplicacion.

Matthew⁽ⁱ⁾ ¹ The instruccion of Dauid, a prayer when he was in the caue. I crye vnto the Lorde with my voyce, yea, euen vnto the Lord do I make my supplicacion. ² I poure out my complaynte before hym, and shewe hym of my trouble. ³ When my sprete is in heuynesse, for thou knowest my path: in the way wherin I walke haue they preuely layed a snare for me. ⁴ I loke vpon my right hande, & se, there is no man that will know me. I haue no place to fle vnto, no man careth for my soule. ⁵ Therfore do I crye vnto the, O Lorde, & say: thou art my hope and my porcion in the londe of the liuing. ⁶ Considre my complaynt, for I am brought very lowe. O deliuer me fro my persecuters, for thei are to stronge for me. ⁷ Bryng my soule out of pryson, that I may geue thankes vnto thy name: which thyng if thou wilt graunt me, then shall the righteous resorte vnto my company. ¹⁴³ ¹ A Psalme of Dauid. Heare my prayer, O Lord, considre my desire: aunswere me for thy trueth and righteousnesse sake. ² And entre not into iudgement with thy seruaunt, for in thy sighte shall no man lyuyng be iustefied. ³ For the enemye persecuteth my soule, he smyteth my lyfe doune too the grounde, he layeth me in the darkenesse, as the dead men of the worlde. ⁴ Therefore is my sprete vexed within me, and my herte within me is desolate. ⁵ Yet do I remembre the times past, I muse vpon all thy workes, yea, I exercise my selfe in the workes of thy handes. ⁶ I stretche forthe myne handes vnto the, my soule cryeth vnto the oute of the thyrstye lande. Selah. ⁷ Heare me, O Lorde, & that soone, for my sprete waxeth faynte: hyde not thy face fro me, lest I be lyke vnto theym that go doune into the graue. ⁸ O let me heare thy louyng kyndnesse by tymes in the morning, for in the is my trust: shew thou me the waye that I should walke in, for I lift vp my soule vnto the. ⁹ Deliuer me, O Lord, fro myne enemies, for I resorte vnto the. ¹⁰ Teache me to do the thynge that pleaseth the, for thou arte my God: lette thy louinge sprete leade me forth vnto the lande of righteousnes. ¹¹ Quicken me, O Lord, for thy names sake and for thy righteousnesse sake brynge my soule out of trouble. ¹² And of thy goodnesse scater myne enemyes abroade, & destroye all them that vexe my soule, for I am thy seruaunt. ¹⁴⁴ ¹ Of Dauid. Blessed be the Lorde my refuge which teacheth my handes to warre, and my fyngers too fyght. ² My hope and my castell, my defence and my deliuerer, my shylde in whome I trust, which gouerneth the people that is vnder me. ³ Lorde what is man, that thou hast suche respect vnto hym? Or the sonne of man, that thou so regardest hym? ⁴ Man is like a thing of naught, hys tyme passeth awaye like a shadow. ⁵ Bowe thy heauens, O Lorde, & come doune, touche the mountaynes, that thei may smoke with all. ⁶ Sende forthe the lightenynge and scater them, shute out thyne arrowes, and consume them. ⁷ Sende doune thyne hande from aboue, deliuer me, & take me out of the greate waters, from the hande of straunge chyldren. ⁸ Whose mouth talketh of vanitie, & theyr right hande is a right hande of falsede, ⁹ That I maye singe a new songe vnto the O God, and singe prayses vnto the vpon a tenstrynged lute. ¹⁰ Thou that geuest victory vnto kynges, & hast deliuered Dauid thy seruaunt from the parell of the swerde. ¹¹ Saue me, and deliuer me from the hande of straunge chyldren, whose mouth talketh of vanitie, and their ryght hande is a ryghte hande of falsede. ¹² That oure sonnes maye growe vp as the yong plantes, & that our daughters may be as the polyshed corners of the temple. ¹³ That oure garners may be full and plenteous with all maner of stoare: that oure shepe maye brynge forth thousandes and hundreth thousandes in our vyllages. ¹⁴ That our oxen may be strong to laboure, that there be no mischaunce, no decaye, & no complaynyng in our stretes. ¹⁵ Happy are the people that be in suche a case: yea, blessed are the people, whiche haue the Lord for their God. ¹⁴⁵ ¹ A prayse of Dauid. I wyll magnifie the, O God my kyng, I wil prayse thy name for euer & euer. ² Euery daye wil I geue thankes vnto the, & praise thy name for euer and euer. ³ Great is the Lord, & maruelous worthy to be praysed, there is no ende of his greatenesse. ⁴ One generacion shall prayse thy workes vnto another, and declare thy power. ⁵ As for me I will be talkynge of thy worshyp, thy glory, thy prayse, and wonderous workes. ⁶ So that men shal speake of the myght of thy maruelous actes, and tell of thy greatenes. ⁷ The memorial of thyne aboundant kyndnes shalbe shewed, & men shall synge of thy righteousnesse. ⁸ The Lord is gracious and merciful, longe sufferyng, and of great goodnesse. ⁹ The Lorde is louynge vnto euery man, & hys mercy is ouer all hys workes. ¹⁰ All thy workes prayse the (O Lorde) and thy saynctes geue thankes vnto the. ¹¹ They shew the glory of the kyngdome, & talke of thy power. ¹² That thy power, thy glory & mightinesse of thy kyngedome myghte be knowen vnto men. ¹³ Thy kyngdome is an euerlastyng kyngedome, and thy dominion endureth thorowe out all ages. ¹⁴ The Lord vpholdeth all such as shoulde fall, and lifteth vp all those that be doune. ¹⁵ The eyes of all wayte vpon the, and thou geuest them their meate in due season. ¹⁶ Thou openest thyne hande, and fyllest all thinges liuing with plenteousnesse. ¹⁷ The Lord is righteous in all his wayes, and holy in all hys workes. ¹⁸ The Lord is nye vnto them that call vpon him, yea, al such as call vpon hym faithfully. ¹⁹ He fulfilleth the desire of them that feare him, he heareth their crie, and helpeth them. ²⁰ The Lord preserueth all theym that loue hym, but scatreth abroade all the vngodly. ²¹ My mouth shall speake the prayse of the Lord, and let all flesh geue thankes vnto his holy name for euer and euer. Prayse the euerlastynge. ¹⁴⁶ ¹ Prayse the euerlastyng. Prayse the Lorde, O my soule: ² whyle I lyue will I prayse the Lorde: yea, as longe as I haue any beyng, I will sing prayses vnto my God. ³ O put not your trust in prynces, nor in any chylde of man, for there is no helpe in them. ⁴ For when the breath of man goeth forth, he shall turne agayne to his earth, and so all hys thoughtes perysh. ⁵ Blessed is he that hath the God of Iacob for his helpe, and whose hope is in the Lord hys God. ⁶ Which made heauen and earth, the sea, & all that therin is, which kepeth hys promise for euer. ⁷ Which helpeth them to righte that suffre wrong, which fedeth the hongry. The Lord louseth men out of pryson, ⁸ the Lord geueth sight to the blynde. The Lorde helpeth them vp that are fallen, the Lord loueth the righteous. ⁹ The Lorde careth for the straungers, he defendeth the fatherlesse and wydow: as for the way of the vngodly, he turneth it vpside doune. ¹⁰ The Lord thy God, O Syon, is kyng for euermore, & thorow out all generacions. Prayse the euerlastynge. ¹⁴⁷ ¹ Prayse the euerlastyng. O prayse the Lord, for it is a good thyng to sing prayses vnto our God: yea, a ioyful & pleasaunt thing is it to be thankeful. ² The Lorde shall buylde vp Hierusalem, & gather together the outcastes of Israel. ³ He healeth the contryte in herte, and byndeth vp their woundes. ⁴ He telleth the numbre of the starres, and calleth them all by their names. ⁵ Great is our Lord, & great is his power: yea, hys wysdome is infinitie. ⁶ The Lord setteth vp the meke, and bryngeth the vngodly doune to the grounde. ⁷ O singe vnto the Lorde with thankesgeuyng, sing prayses vpon the harpe vnto our God. ⁸ Which couereth the heauen wyth cloudes, prepareth rayn for the earth, & maketh the grasse to growe vpon the mountaynes. ⁹ Which geueth fodre vnto the cattell, and fedeth the yong rauens that call vpon hym. ¹⁰ He hath no pleasure in the strengthe of an horse, neither deliteth he in any mans legges. ¹¹ But the Lordes delyte is in them that feare hym, and put their trust in his mercy. ¹² Prayse the Lord O Ierusalem, prayse thy God O Sion. ¹³ For he maketh fast the barres of the gates, and blesseth the chyldren within the. ¹⁴ He maketh peace in thy borders, & filleth the with the floure of wheate. ¹⁵ He sendeth forth hys commaundemente vpon earth, his worde runneth swyftly. ¹⁶ He geueth snow lyke wolle, & scatereth the hore frost lyke ashes. ¹⁷ He casteth forth hys yse lyke morsels, who is able to abyde hys frost? ¹⁸ He sendeth out hys woorde and mealteth them, he bloweth with hys wynd, & the waters flowe. ¹⁹ He sheweth hys woorde vnto Iacob, hys statutes and ordinaunces vnto Israel. ²⁰ He hath not dealte so with all the Heathen, neither haue they knowlege of hys lawes. Prayse the euerlastyng. ¹⁴⁸ ¹ Prayse the euerlastyng. O prayse the Lorde of heauen, prayse hym in the heygth. ² Prayse hym all ye aungels of hys, prayse hym all hys hoost. ³ Prayse hym Sunne and Moone, prayse hym all ye starres and light. ⁴ Prayse hym all ye heauens, and ye waters that be vnder the heauens. ⁵ Let them prayse the name of the Lorde, for he commaunded, and they were made. ⁶ He hath made them fast for euer and euer, he hath geuen them a lawe whiche shall not be broken. ⁷ Prayse the Lord vpon earth, ye whalfysshes, and al depes. ⁸ Fyre and hayle, snow and vapors, wynde and storme, fulfillynge his worde. ⁹ Mountaynes and al hilles, fruteful trees and all Cedres. ¹⁰ Beastes and cattel, wormes and fethered foules. ¹¹ Kynges of the earth and all people, Prynces and iudges of the worlde. ¹² Yonge men and maydens, olde men and chyldren: ¹³ let them prayse the name of the Lord, for his name only is excellent, and his prayse aboue heauen and earth. ¹⁴ He exalteth the horne of his people, all hys saynctes shall prayse hym, the chyldren of Israell, euen the people that serueth him. Prayse the euerlastyng. ¹⁴⁹ ¹ Prayse the euerlastynge. O synge vnto the Lorde a newe songe, let the congregacion of saynctes prayse hym. ² Let Israell reioyse in hym that made hym, & let the chyldren of Sion be ioyfull in their kyng. ³ Let them prayse his name in the daunce, let them singe prayses vnto hym with tabrettes and harpes. ⁴ For the Lorde hath pleasure in hys people, and helpeth the meke harted. ⁵ Let the saynctes be ioyfull with glory, let them reioyse in their beddes. ⁶ Let the prayses of God be in their mouth and sharpe swerdes in their handes. ⁷ To be auenged of the Heathen, and to rebuke the people. ⁸ To bynde their Kynges in cheynes, and their nobles with lynckes of yron. ⁹ That they may be auenged of them, as it is written, such honour haue all his saynctes. Prayse the euerlastynge. ¹⁵⁰ ¹ Prayse the euerlastyng. O prayse the Lord in his Sanctuary, prayse hym in the fyrmament of hys power. ² Prayse hym in his noble actes, prayse him in hys excellent greatnesse. ³ Prayse hym in the sounde of the trompet, prayse hym vpon the lute and harpe. ⁴ Prayse hym in the cymbales and daunse prayse hym vpon the strynges and pype. ⁵ Prayse hym vpon the weltuned cymbals prayse him vpon the loude cymbales. ⁶ Let euery thing that hath breth, prayse the Lorde. Prayse the euerlastynge.