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My wickednesses are gone over my head, and are like a sore burden, too heavy for me to bear.
I will confess my wickedness, and be sorry for my sin. Haste thee to help me, O Lord God of my salvation. Out of the deep have I called unto thee, O LORD; Lord, hear my voice.
Let thine ears be attentive to the voice of my supplications.
If thou, LORD, shouldest be extreme to mark what is done amiss, O Lord, who shall stand?
But there is forgiveness with thee, that thou mayest be feared.
From Psalms xxii. lxix. xl.
MY Y God! my God! look upon me; why hast thou forsaken me? and art so far from my health, and from the words of my complaint?
But thou art holy, O Thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
He trusted in GoD, that he would deliver him; let him deliver him, if he will have him.
The counsel of the wicked layeth siege against me; they pierced my hands and my feet.
They part my garments among them, and cast lots upon my vesture.
But be not thou far from me, O LORD: O my strength, haste thee to help me.
Thy rebuke hath broken my heart; I am full of heaviness: I looked for some to have pity on me, but there was no man, neither found I any to comfort me.
They gave me gall to eat ; and when I was thirsty they gave me vinegar to drink.
Sacrifice and meat-offering thou wouldest not, but mine ears hast thou opened.
Burnt-offerings and sacrifice for sin hast thou not required: then said I, Lo, I come;
In the volume of the book it is written of me, that I should fulfil thy will, O my God: I am content to do it; yea, thy law is within my heart.
From Psalms xxiv. xlvii.
LIFT up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in.
Who is the King of glory? the LORD strong and mighty; even the LORD mighty in battle.
Lift up your heads, O ye gates; and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors; and the King of glory shall come in. Who is the King of glory? Even the LORD of hosts, he is the King of glory.
O clap your hands together, all ye people; shout unto God with the voice of triumph.
For the LORD most high is terrible; he is a great King over all the earth.
God is gone up with a shout; the LORD with the sound of a trumpet.
Sing praises to God, sing praises: sing praises unto our King, sing praises.
God reigneth over the heathen: God sitteth upon the throne of his holiness.
The princes of the people are gathered together, even the people of the God of Abraham, for the shields of the earth belong unto God: he is greatly exalted.
Whitsunday. From Psalms ii. lxviii. I WILL declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou art my Son, this day have I begotten thee. Desire of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the utmost parts of the earth for thy possession.
Be wise now, therefore, O ye kings; be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling. Sing unto God, sing praises to his Name: extol him that rideth upon the heavens by his name JAH, and rejoice before him.
Thou, O God, sentest a gracious rain upon thine inheritance, and refreshedst it when it was weary.
The Lord gave the word; great was the company of those that published it.
Though ye have lain among the pots; yet shall ye be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, and her feathers with yellow gold.
Thou hast ascended on high; thou hast led captivity captive; thou hast received gifts for men; yea, for the rebellious also, that the LORD God might dwell among them.
Blessed be the Lord, who daily loadeth us with benefits; even the God of our salvation.
Sing unto God, ye kingdoms of the earth: O sing praises unto the Lord;
To him that rideth upon the heaven of heavens, which were of old: lo, he doth send out his voice, and that a mighty voice.
Ascribe ye strength unto God: his excellency is over Israel, and his strength is in the clouds.
O God, thou art terrible out of thy holy places; the God of Israel is he that giveth strength and power unto his people. Blessed be God.
PSALMS OF DAVID.
THE FIRST DAY.
Psalm i. Beatus vir, qui non abiit. BLESSED is the man that hath not walked in
the counsel of the ungodly, nor stood in the way of sinners, and hath not sat in the seat of the scornful.
2 But his delight is in the law of the LORD; and in his law will he exercise himself day and night.
3 And he shall be like a tree planted by the waterside, that will bring forth his fruit in due season.
4 His leaf also shall not wither; and look, whatsoever he doeth, it shall prosper.
5 As for the ungodly, it is not so with them; but they are like the chaff, which the wind scattereth away from the face of the earth.
6 Therefore the ungodly shall not be able to stand in the judgment, neither the sinners in the congregation of the righteous.
7 But the LORD knoweth the way of the righteous; and the way of the ungodly shall perish.
Psalm ii. Quare fremuerunt gentes?
WHY do the heathen so furiously rage together?
and why do the people imagine a vain thing? 2 The kings of the earth stand up, and the rulers take counsel together against the LORD, and against his Anointed:
3 Let us break their bonds asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
4 He that dwelleth in heaven shall laugh them to scorn: the Lord shall have them in derision.
5 Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
6 Yet have I set my King upon my holy hill of Sion.
7 I will preach the law, whereof the LORD hath said unto me, Thou art my Son, this day have I begotten thee.
8 Desire of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the utmost parts of the earth for thy possession.
9 Thou shalt bruise them with a rod of iron, and break them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
10 Be wise now therefore, O ye kings; be learned, ye that are judges of the earth.
11 Serve the LORD in fear, and rejoice unto him with reverence.
12 Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and so ye perish from the right way, if his wrath be kindled, yea but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.
Psalm iii. Domine, quid multiplicati?
LORD, how are they increased that trouble me?
many are they that rise against me.
2 Many one there be that say of my soul, There is no help for him in his God.
3 But thou, O LORD, art my defender; thou art my worship, and the lifter up of my head.
4 I did call upon the LORD with my voice, and he heard me out of his holy hill.
5 I laid me down and slept, and rose up again; for the LORD sustained me.