The Whole Booke of Psalmes ‎#33a

33a. Deus, Deus meus

1 O God my God I watch betime,
to come to thee in haste:
For why? my soule and body both
do thirst of thee to taste.
And in this barren wildernesse,
where waters there are none:
My flesh is parch'd for thought of thee,
for thee I wish alone.

2 That I might see yet once againe
thy glory, strength and might:
As I was wont it to behold,
within thy Temple bright.
3 For why? Thy mercies farre surmount
this life and wretched daies:
My lips therefore shall give to thee
due honour, laud, and praise.

4 And whilst I live I will not faile
to worship thee alway:
And in thy Name I shall lift up
my hands when I do pray.
5 My soule is fild as with marrow,
which is both fat and sweet:
My mouth therefore shall sing such songs
as are for thee most meet.

6 When in my bed I think on thee,
and eke all the night tide:
7 For under cover of thy wings
thou art my joyfull guide.
8 My soule doth surely stick to thee,
thy right hand is my power,
9 And those that seek my soule to stroy,
death shall them soon devoure.

10 The sword shall them devour each one,
their carkasses shall feed
The hungry foxes which do run
their prey to seek at need.
11 The King and all men shall rejoyce,
that do professe God's Word:
For lyars mouthes shall then be stopt,
which have the truth disturb'd.

Text Information

• First Line: O God my God I watch betime
• Title: Deus, Deus meus
• Author: T. S.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1640
• Scripture:
  Psalm 63
• Notes: Sing to Psalm 44

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