Meditations and Disquisitions Upon Seven Psalms of David, Title page – License
MEDITATIONS AND DISQVISITIONS, UPON The Seven pſalmes of DAVID, commonly called the Penitentiall PSALMES.
NAMELY,
The 6.
The 32.
The 38.
The 51.
The 102.
The 130.
The 143.
By Sir RICHARD BAKER Knight.
LONDON, Printed by I.D. for Francis Eglesfield, and are to be ſold at the ſigne of the Mary-gold in Pauls Church-yard. 1640.
TO THE RIGHT HONOVRABLE MARY, Counteſſe of DORSET; the Vertuous Lady, of the Right Honourable, Edward Earle of DORSET.
MOST Honoured Lady; It is not the leaſt of your Vertues, that you are not proud of your Vertues; which, if it had beene in the Angells that fell, they had perhaps not fallen. And becauſe you delight ſo much in Humbleneſſe; It makes mee bold to Preſent unto you, theſe Pſalmes of Davids Humiliation. How happie were I, if I could make a Deſcant, anſwerable to Davids plaine ſong: but what is wanting in mine, your owne Meditations will happily ſupply; which cannot but be excellent, being followed by the practice of ſo Vertuous a life; of which I wiſh I could as well make a Monument to remaine to all Poſteritie, for their Example; as it will certainly remaine to your owne Poſteritie, for their glory. But leaſt I ſhould adde the offence of tediouſneſſe to boldneſſe: I humbly crave pardon for having ſaid ſo much; but more, for having ſayd no more; and make it my aſpiring ſuite to bee accounted as I truly am,
Your Ladiſhips devoted Servant, RICHARD BAKER.
Recenſui Meditationes has in Septem Pſalmos Davidis, & Typis mandari permitto.
SAMVEL BAKER. Ex Aedibus Londinenſ: Iunii 5. 1638.
THE SIXTH PSALME.
1 O Lord rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chaſten mee in thy heavie diſpleaſure.
2 Have merciemercy upon me, O Lord, for I am weake; Heale mee, for my bones are troubled.
3 My Soule alſo is troubled, but thou, O Lord, how long?
4 Returne, O Lord, and deliver my Soule; ſave me for thy mercies ſake.
5 For in Death there is no remembrance of thee; and who ſhall praiſe thee in the Grave?
6 I am weary with my ſighing; all the night make I my bed to ſwimme; I water my couch with my teares.
7 Mine eye is conſumed becauſe of griefe; and is waxen old becauſe of all mine enemies.
8 Depart from mee all ye workers of iniquitte; for the Lord hath heard the voyce of my weeping.
9 The Lord hath heard my ſupplication; the Lord hath received my prayer.
10 Let all mine enemies be aſhamed and ſore vexed, Let them turne their backes and bee confounded, ſuddenly.