Classic Poem

PSALM XXV .

Ad te, Domine.

1.

To Thee, O Lord most just,
I lift my inward sight;
My God, in Thee I trust,
Let me not ruin quite:
Let not those foes that me annoy
On my complaint build vp their joy.

2.

Sure, Lord, who hope in Thee
Shall never suffer shame;
Lett them confounded be
That causless wrongs do frame.
Lord, vnto me Thy wayes now show,
Teach me, thus vext, what path to go.

3.

Guide me as Thy truth guides;
Teach me for why Thou art
The God in whom abides
The saving me from smart;
For never day such changing wrought
That I from trust in Thee was brought.

4.

Remember, only King,
Thy mercy's tenderness;
To Thy remembrance bring
Thy kindnes, lovingnes:
Let those things Thy remembrance graue,
Since they eternal essence haue.

5.

But, Lord, remember not
Sins brew'd in youthfull glasse,
Nor my rebellious spot,
Since youth and they do pass;
But in Thy kindness me record,
Even for Thy mercy's sake, O Lord.

6.

Of grace and righteousness
The Lord such plenty hath,
That He deigns to express
To sinnefull men His path:
The meek He doth in judgment lead,
And teach the humble how to tread.

7.

And what, think you, may be
The paths of my great God?
Even spotless verity
And mercy spredd abroad,
To such as keep His covenaunt,
And on His testimonys plant.

8.

O Lord, for Thy name's sake,
Let my iniquity
Of Thee some mercy take,
Though it be great in me.
Oh, is there one with His feare fraught?
He shall be by best teacher taught.

9.

Lo, how His blessing budds,
Inward, an inward rest;
Outward, all outward goods
By His seed eke possest:
For such He makes His secret know,
To such He dos His cov'nant show.

10.

Where, then, should my eyes be
But still on this Lord set?
Who doth and will set free
My feet from tangling net.
O look, O help; let mercy fall,
For I am poore and lest of all.

11.

My woes are still encreast;
Shield me from these assaults;
See how I am opprest,
And pardon all my faults:
Behold my foes, what store they be,
Who deadly hatred beare to me.

12.

My soul which Thou didst make,
Now made, O Lord, maintain,
And me from these ills take,
Least I rebuke sustain:
Lord, let not mee confusion see,
Because my trust is all in Thee.

13.

Let my vprightness gaine
Some safty unto me;
I say, and say again,
My hope is all in Thee;
And let Thy Israell still increasse,
From all his troubles live in peace.