The Whole Booke of Psalmes ‎#22b

22b. Deus autibus

1 Our eares have heard our fathers tell,
and reverently record,
The wondrous works that thou hast done
in alder time, O Lord.
2 How thou didst cast the Gentiles out
and stroldst them with strong hand:
Planting our fathers in their place,
and gav'st to them their land,

3 They conquered not by sword nor strength
the land of thy behest:
But by thy hand, thy arm, and grace,
because thou lov'dst them best.
4 Thou art my King, O God who holp
Jacob in sundry wise:
5 Led with thy power, we threw down such
as did against us rise.

6 I trusted not in bow nor sword,
they could not save me sound:
7 Thou keptst us from our enemies rage,
and didst our foes confound.
8 And still we boast of thee our God,
and praise thy holy Name:
9 Yet now thou go'st not with our host,
but leavest us to shame.

10 Thou mad'st us flie before our foes,
and so were over-trod;
Our enemies rob'd, and spoil'd our goods
we were sperst abroad.
11 Thou hast us given to our foes,
as sheep for to be slaine:
Amongst the heathen every where
scattered we do remain.

12 Thy people thou hast sold like slaves,
and as a thing of nought:
For profit none thou hadst thereby,
no gaine at all was sought.
13 And to our neighbours thou hast made
of us a laughing stock:
And those that round about us dwell,
at us do grin and mock.

The second Part.

14 Thus we serve for no other use,
but for a common talk:
They mock, they scorn, they nod their heads
where ere they go or walk.
15 I am asham'd continually
to heare these wicked men:
Yea so I blush, that all my face
with red is covered then.

16 For why? we heare such slanderous words,
such false reports and lies;
That death it is to see their wrongs,
their threatnings, and their cries.
17 For all this we forgot not thee,
nor yet thy covenant brake:
18 We turn not back our hearts from thee,
nor yet thy paths forsake.

19 Yet thou hast trod us down to dust,
where dens of dragons be:
And covered us with shade of death,
and great adversity.
20 If we had our Gods name forgot,
and help of Idols sought,
21 Would not God then have tri'd this out
for he doth know our thought?

22 Nay, nay, for thy Names sake O Lord
alwayes are we slaine thus:
As sheep into the shambles sent,
right so they deale with us.
23 Up, Lord, why sleepest thou? awake,
and leave us not for all:
24 Why hidest thou thy countenance,
and dost forget our thrall.

25 For down to dust our soul is brought
and we now at last call:
Our belly like as it wer gl'd,
unto the ground cleaves fast.
26 Rise up therefore for our defence,
and help us (Lord) at need:
We thee beseech for thy goodnesse,
to rescue us with speed.

Text Information

• First Line: Our eares have heard our fathers tell
• Title: Deus autibus
• Author: T. S.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1640
• Scripture:
  Psalm 44

Tune Information

• Name: [Our ears have heard our fathers tell]
• Key: C Major