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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 en- } dure: 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 con- { ti-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. {

2 O 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: before the morning watch,* I say, before the morn-ing watch.

7 0 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.

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

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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.

Lord, from mine ene-mies :

9 Deliver me, O 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-cous-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.

1

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 { also I take no rest.

3 And thou con- tin-west ho-ly: 0 thou { worship of Is-ra-el.

4 Our fathershop-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.

10 I have been left unto thee ever since I was 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 { none to help me.

12 Many oxen are { 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