Psalms 89

Coverdale(i) 1 My songe shal be allwaye of the louynge kyndnesse of the LORDE, wt my mouth wil I euer be shewinge thy faithfulnesse fro one generacion to another. 2 For I haue sayde: mercy shal be set vp for euer, thy faithfulnesse shalt thou stablish in the heauens. 3 I haue made a couenaunt with my chosen, I haue sworne vnto Dauid my seruaunt. 4 Thy sede wil I stablish for euer, and set vp thy Trone from one generacion to another. 5 Sela. O LORDE, the very heaues shal prayse thy wonderous workes, yee & thy faithfulnes in ye congregacion of the sayntes. 6 For who is he amonge the cloudes, that maye be copared vnto the LORDE? 7 Yee what is he amonge the goddes, that is like vnto the LORDE? 8 God is greatly to be feared in the councell of the sayntes, & to be had in reuerence of all the that are aboute him. 9 O LORDE God of hoostes, who is like vnto the in power? thy trueth is rounde aboute the. 10 Thou rulest the pryde of the see, thou stillest the wawes therof, whe they arise. 11 Thou breakest the proude, like one that is wounded, thou scatrest thine enemies abrode with thy mightie arme. 12 The heaues are thine, the earth is thine: thou hast layed the foundacio of the roude worlde and all that therin is. 13 Thou hast made the north and the south, Tabor and Hermon shal reioyse in thy name. 14 Thou hast a mightie arme, stronge is thy hande, and hye is thy right hande. 15 Rightuousnes and equite is the habitacion of thy seate, mercy and trueth go before thy face. 16 Blessed is the people (o LORDE) that can reioyse in the, and walketh in the light of thy countenaunce. 17 Their delite is in thy name all the daye longe, and thorow thy rightuousnesse they shalbe exalted. 18 For thou art the glory of their strength, & thorow thy fauoure shalt thou lift vp oure hornes. 19 The LORDE is oure defence, and the holy one of Israel is oure kynge. 20 Thou spakest somtyme in visios vnto thy sayntes, and saydest: I haue layed helpe vpon one that is mightie, I haue exalted one chosen out of the people. 21 I haue founde Dauid my seruaut, with my holy oyle haue I anoynted him. 22 My honde shal holde him fast, and my arme shal strength him. 23 The enemie shal not ouercome him, and the sonne of wickednesse shal not hurte him. 24 I shal smyte downe his foes before his face, and plage them that hate him. 25 My trueth also & my mercy shalbe with him, and in my name shal his horne be exalted. 26 I wil set his honde in the see, and his right honde in the floudes. 27 He shal call me: thou art my father, my God, and the strength of my saluacion. 28 And I wil make him my firstborne, hyer then the kinges of the earth. 29 My mercy wil I kepe for him for euermore, and my couenaunt shall stonde fast with him. 30 His sede wil I make to endure for euer, yee and his Trone as the dayes of heauen. 31 But yf his childre forsake my lawe, and walke not in my iudgmentes. 32 Yf they breake myne ordinaunces, and kepe not my commaundementes. 33 I wil vyset their offences with the rodde, and their synnes with scourges. 34 Neuerthelesse, my louynge kyndnesse wil I not vtterly take from him, ner fuffre my trueth to fayle. 35 My couenaunt wil I not breake, ner disanulle the thinge yt is gone out of my lippes. 36 I haue sworne once by my holynesse, that I wil not fayle Dauid. 37 His sede shal endure for euer, and his seate also like as the Sonne before me. 38 He shal stonde fast for euermore as the Moone, and as the faithfull witnesse in heauen. 39 Sela. But now thou forsakest and abhorrest thyne anoynted, and art displeased at him. 40 Thou hast turned backe the couenaunt of thy seruaunt, and cast his crowne to the grounde. 41 Thou hast ouerthrowne all his hedges, and broke downe his stronge holdes. 42 Al they that go by, spoyle him, he is become a rebuke vnto his neghbours. 43 Thou settest vp the right hade of his enemies, and makest all his aduersaryes to reioyse. 44 Thou hast taken awaye the strength of his swerde, and geuest him not victory in the battayll. 45 Thou hast put out his glory, and cast his Trone downe to the grounde. 46 The dayes of his youth hast thou shortened, and couered him with dishonoure. 47 Sela. LORDE, how longe wilt thou hyde thy self? For euer? shal thy wrath burne like fyre? 48 O remembre how shorte my tyme is, hast thou made all men for naught? 49 What man is he that lyueth, and shal not se death? Maye a ma delyuer his owne soule from the honde of hell? 50 Sela. LORDE, where are thy olde louynge kyndnesses, which thou sworest vnto Dauid in thy trueth? 51 Remebre LORDE the rebuke that ye multitude of the people do vnto thy seruauntes, & how I haue borne it in my bosome. 52 Wher wt thine enemies blasphemethe, & slauder ye fotesteppes of yi anoynted. Thankes be to the LORDE for euermore: Amen, Amen.