13.-The Psalter, by Abp. Parker. (about 1560.) 4o.

6.

His course goeth out: even round about,

the heaven and back retreatth : From East to West: it hath no rest,

all thynge doth feele hys heate.

14.-The Psalms, Sternhold's. Edinburgh, 1564. 8°. See various readings from this edition, appended to that of 1556; No. 12.

15.—The Psalmes, by Arthur Golding. 1571. 4o.

1. The skyes declare the glorie of God, and the cope of heaven telleth foorth the woorkes of his handes.

2. Day unto day uttereth, speeche, and nyght unto nyght telleth foorth knowledge.

3. There is no speeche, nor language, where their voyce is not herd.

4. Their wryting is gone foorth intoo all the earth, and their wordes intoo the uttermost coastes of the world in them hath he set a pavilion for the Sonne.

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5. And he cometh foorth as a brydegroome out of his chamber, and reioyceth like a strong man too ronne his race.

6. His coming out is from the uttermost coste of the heavens, and his gooing about is uppon the uttermost poynt of the same and no man is hid from the heate of him.

16. Certain Psalms, by R. Stanihurst. 1583. 8°.

Psalm ii.

With franticque madnesse why frets thee multitud heathen?
And to vayn attemptings what fury sturs the pepil?
Al thee worldlye Regents, in clustred coompanye crowded,
For toe tread and trample Christ with his holye godhead.
Brake we their hard fetters, wee that be in Christia houshold,
Also from oure persons pluck we their yrnye yokes.
Hee skorns their woorcking, that dwels in blessed Olympus :
And at their brainsick trumperie follye flireth.

Then shall he speake too those in his hard implacabil anger,

And shall turmoyle them, then, with his heavye furye.

I raigne and doe governe, as king, by the Lord his apoinctmēt, Of mount holy Sion, his wil eke hev'nly preaching.

Thee father hath spooken; thow art my deerely begotten:

This day thy person for my great issue breeding.

Too me frame thy praiers, eke of ethnicks the heyre wil I make the,

Also toe thy seisin wide places earthlye give I.

With the rod hard steeled thow shalt their villenye trample;
Like potters pypkin naughtye men easlye breaking.
You that ar earthlye Regents, Judges terrestrial harcken,
With the loare of virtu warily too be scholed.
Too God your service with feareful duitye betake yee;
With trembling gladnesse yeeld to that highnes honor.
Lerne wel your lessons, least that God ruffle in anger
And fro the right stragling, with furye snatcht ye perish.
When with swift posting his dangerus anger aprocheth,
They shal bee blessed which in his help be placed.

17.-Certayne Psalms, by Abraham Fraunce. 1591. 4o.
Psalm viii.

O Prince all-puysant, ô King al-mightyly ruling,

How wōdrous be thy works, and how strange are thy proceedings?
Thou hast thy greate name with moste greate glory reposed
Over, above those lamps, bright-burning Lamps of Olympus,
Ev'n very babes, yong babes, yong sucking babes thy triumphant
Might set foorth; to the shame of them which injury offer,
Ev'n to the shame of them which damned blasphemy utter.

When that I looke to the skies, and lyft myne eyes to the heavens,
Skies thyne owne hand-work and heavens fram'd by thy fingers;
When that I see this Sunne, that makes my sight to be seeing
And that Moone, her light, light half-darck, dayly renuing,
Sunne dayes-eye shynyng, Moone nights-light chereful apearing
When that I see sweete Starres through christal skies to be
sprinckled,

Some to the first spheare fixt, some here and there to be wandryng,
And yet a constant course with due revolution endyng.
Then doe I thinck, ô Lord, what a thing is man, what a wonder?

18.-Sundry Psalms, by H. Lok. 1597. 4o.

Psalm cxxi.

1. Unto the hils I lift my eyes, from whence my helpe shall grow; 2. Eve to the Lord which fram'd the heavens, and made the deeps

below.

3. He will not let my feete to slip, my watchman neither sleepes. 4. Behold the Lord of Israell, still his flocke in safety keepes.

5. The Lord is my defence, he doth about me shadow caste;

6. By day nor night, the sunne nor moone, my limbs shall burne or blast.

7. He shall preserve me from all ill, and me from sinne protect; 8. My going in and comming forth, he ever shall direct.

19.—The Penitential Psalms, by R. Verstegan. 1601. 8°.
Psalm cxxix.

Ev'n from the depth of woes
Wherein my soule remaines.
To thee in supreame blis
O Lord that highest raignes,
I do both call and cry:
'Tis deep hart-sorrow's force
That moves me thus to waile,
'Tis pittie Lord in thee

Must make it to availe,

Thyne eares therefore aply.

2.

If stricktly thow o Lord
Observed haest my sinne,
Alas what shal I do?
What case then am I in?

If rigour thow extend:
But well o Lord I know
Sweet mercy dwelles with thee,
And with thy justice then.
It must expected bee,

And I therefore attend.

20.-Certain Psalms, by A. Montgomery? Edinburgh. 1606. 8°.

Psalm xix.

The firmament

and heavens outstent

so excellent

Thine handy worke and glorious praise proclame :

Each day to day

succeeding ay

in their array

And night to night by course do preache the same.
No sound of breath or speech

of men have they

Yet everie-where they preach
thy praise, I say:

Their lyne goeth out

the earth about

Their voice is heard throughout the world so wide.

There he a Throne

sette for the Sunne

And Paylion plight, his mansion to abide.

21.-The Psalms, by H. Ainsworth. 1612. 4o.

1. To the Mayster of the Musik:

a Psalm of David.

2. The heavens, doo tel the glory of 2. The heav'ns, doo tel the glory of God : God: and the outspred-firmament sheweth, the work of his hands. 3.

Work of his hands. Day unto day,

dooth largely-utter speach:

and night to night dooth knowledge shew. No speach, and words are none : 5. Their voice it-is not heard. Their line through al the earth is gone :