Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth. 1845.
Psalme CXLVCXIII. John Mardley
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And blesse thy name for aye;
For euer will I prayse thy name,
And blesse thee day by day.
Great is the Lord, most worthy prayse,
His greatnes none can reach;
From race to race they shall thy works
Praise, and thy power preach.
The beauty will record,
And meditate vpon thy workes
Most wonderfull, O Lord.
And they shall of thy power, and of
Thy fearefull actes declare;
And I to publish all abroad
Thy greatnes will not spare.
Breake of thy goodnes great:
And I alone thy righteousnes
In singing shall repeat.
The Lord our God is gratious,
And mercifull also;
Of great aboundant mercy, and
To anger he is slow:
His mercy doth exceede:
Loe, all his workes doe prayse thee, Lord,
And do thy honour spread.
Thy saintes doe blesse thee, and they do
Thy kingdome’s glory show,
And blase thy power, to cause the sonnes
Of men his power to know;
To spread the glorious prayse:
Thy kingdome, Lord, a kingdome is
That doth endure alwaies;
And thy dominion through each age
Endures without decay:
The Lord vpholdeth them that fall;
Their slyding he doth stay.
Thou doest them all relieue,
And thou to ech sufficing foode
In season due doest giue.
Thou openest thy plenteous hand,
And bounteously doest fill
All things, whatsoeuer doth liue,
With gifts of thy good will.
His workes are holy all;
Neare all he is that call on him,
In trueth that on him call.
He the desires which they require
That feare him will fulfill;
And he will heare them when they cry,
And saue them all he will.
That beare a louing heart;
But he them all that wicked are
Will vtterly subuert.
My thankfull mouth shall gladly speake
The prayses of the Lorde:
All flesh to prayse his holy name
For euer shall accord.