The Whole Booke of Psalmes ‎#13a

13a. Ad te Domine

1 Thou art (O Lord) my strength and stay,
the succour which I crave:
Neglect me not, lest I be like
to them that go to grave.
2 My voice of thy suppliant heae,
that unto thee doth cryL
When I lift up my hands unto
thy holy Ark most high.

3 Repute me not among the sort
of wicked and pervert:
That speak right faire unto their friends,
but think full ill in heart.
4 According to their handy work,
as they deserve indeed:
And after their inventions
let them receive their meed.

5 For they regard nothing Gods work,
his law ne yet his lore:
Therefore will he them and their seed
destroy for evermore.
6 To render thanks unto the Lord,
how great a cause have I,
My voice, my prayer, and my complaint,
that heard so willingly?

7 He is my shield and fortitude,
my buckler in distresse:
My hope, my help, my hearts reliefe,
my song shall him confesse.
8 He is our strength and our defence,
our enemies to resist:
The health and the salvation
of his elect by Christ.

9 Thy people and thine heritage,
Lord blesse, guide and preserve:
Increase them Lord and rule their hearts,
that they may never swerve.

Text Information

• First Line: Thou art (O Lord) my strength and stay
• Title: Ad te Domine
• Author: T. S.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1640
• Scripture:
  Psalm 28
• Notes: Sing to Psalm 18

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