in the midst of mine age: as for thy years,* they endure throughout all gener-a-tions. 25 † Thou, Lord, in the beginning* hast laid the foundation of the earth: and the heavens are the work of thy hands. 26 They shall perish, but thou shalt endure they all shall wax old as doth a} garment; 27 † And as a vesture shalt thou change them,* and they shall be chang-ed: but thou art the same,* and thy years shall not fail. 28 The children of thy servants shall conti-nue and their seed shall stand fast in thy sight. : PSALM CXXX. De profundis. Tone 1. D. p. 2. OUT of the deep have I called unto thee, O Lord: Lord, hear my voice. 20 let thine ears con- si-der well: the voice of my com-plaint. 3 If thou, Lord, wilt be extreme to mark what .. is done a-miss: O Lord, who may a-bide it? 4 For there is { mercy with thee: therefore { shalt thou be fear-ed. 5 I look for the Lord;* my soul doth { wait for him in his word is my trust. : 6 My soul fleeth unto the Lord morning watch,* I say, before the watch. before the morn-ing 7 O Israel, trust in the Lord,* for with the Lord { there is mer-cy: and with him is plenteous re-demp-tion. 8 And he shall re-deem Is-rael: from all { his sins. THE PSALM cxliii. Domine, exaudi. Tonus Peregrinus. p. 16. HEAR my prayer, O Lord,* and con- { sid-er my de-sire hearken unto me for thy truth and righteous-ness' sake. 2 And enter not into judge-ment with thy servant for in thy sight shall no man { living be jus-ti-fied. 3 For the enemy hath persecuted my soul;* he F Tonus Peregrinus. p. 16. hath smitten my life down to the ground: he hath laid me in the darkness,* as the { men that have been long dead. 4 Therefore is my spi-rit vexed with-in me: and my heart with- in me is de-so-late. 5 Yet do I remember the time past;* I { museupon all thy works: yea, I exercise myself in the works of thy hands. 6 I stretch forth my hands un-to thee: my soul gaspeth unto thee as a thirs-ty land. 7 Hear me, O Lord, and that soon,* for my { spir-it wax-eth faint: hide not thy face from me,* lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit. 8 0 let me hear thy loving-kindness betimes in the morning,* for in thee is my trust: shew thou { me the way that I should walk in,* for I lift up my soul unto thee. 9 Deliver me, O Lord, from mine ene-mies: for I flee unto thee to hide me. 10 Teach me to do the thing that pleaseth thee,* for thou art my God: let thy loving Spirit lead { me forth into the land of right-eous-ness. 11 Quicken me, O Lord, for thy Name's sake : and for thy righteousness' sake bring my soul out of trou-ble. 12 And of thy good-ness slay mine ene-mies: and destroy all them that vex my soul;* for I am { thy ser-vant. GOOD FRIDA Y. Morning Prayer. [xxii, xl, liv.] PSALM Xxii. Deus, Deus meus. Tone 3. A. p. 4. MY GOD, my God, look upon me;* why hast { thou for-sak-en me and art so far from my health,* and from the words of my com-plaint? { 20 my God, I cry in the day-time,* { but thou hear-est not: and in the night-season { I take no rest. 3 And thou con- tin-uest ho-ly: 0 thou { worship of Is-ra-el. 4 Our fathers { hop-ed in thee: they trusted in thee, and thou didst de-li-ver them. Tone 3. A. p. 4. 5 They called upon thee, and were holp-en : they put their trust in thee,* and were not confound-ed. 6 But as for me, I am a { worm, and no man : a very scorn of men,* and the outcast of the peo-ple. 7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out their lips,* and shake their heads, say-ing, 8 He trusted in God, that he would de-liv-er him: let him deliver him,* { if he will have him. 9 But thou art he that took me out of my { mo-ther's womb thou wast my hope,* when I hanged yet up- on my mo-ther's breasts. was 10 I have been left unto thee ever { since I wo born: thou art my God* even { from my mo-ther's womb. 11 O go not from me,* for trouble is { hard at hand and there is 12 Many oxen are none to help me. come a-bout me: fat bulls of Basan close me in on eve-ry side. 13 They gape upon me { with their mouths: as it were a ramping and a { roar-ing li-on. 14 I am poured out like water, and all my |