Jesus

I was cast vpon thee, euen from ye wombe: thou art my God from my mothers belly.

Be not farre from me, because trouble is neere: for there is none to helpe me.

Many yong bulles haue compassed me: mightie bulles of Bashan haue closed me about.

They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.

I am like water powred out, and all my bones are out of ioynt: mine heart is like waxe: it is molten in the middes of my bowels.

My strength is dryed vp like a potsheard, and my tongue cleaueth to my iawes, and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

For dogges haue compassed me, and the assemblie of the wicked haue inclosed me: they perced mine hands and my feete.

I may tell all my bones: yet they beholde, and looke vpon me.

They part my garments among them, and cast lottes vpon my vesture.

But be thou not farre off, O Lord, my strength: hasten to helpe me.

Deliuer my soule from the sword: my desolate soule from the power of the dogge.

Saue me from the lyons mouth, and answere me in sauing me from the hornes of the vnicornes.

I wil declare thy Name vnto my brethren: in the middes of the Congregation will I praise thee, saying,

My prayse shalbe of thee in the great Congregation: my vowes will I perfourme before them that feare him.

Thou hast knowen my reproofe and my shame, and my dishonour: all mine aduersaries are before thee.

He shall cry vnto mee, Thou art my Father, my God and the rocke of my saluation.

Also I wil make him my first borne, higher then the Kings of the earth.

A Psalme of David. The Lord said vnto my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand, vntill I make thine enemies thy footestoole.

The Lord shall send the rod of thy power out of Zion: be thou ruler in the middes of thine enemies.

The Lord sware and wil not repent, Thou art a Priest for euer after ye order of Melchi-zedek.

The Lord, that is at thy right hand, shall wound Kings in the day of his wrath.

He shalbe iudge among the heathen: he shall fill all with dead bodies, and smite the head ouer great countreis.

He shall drinke of the brooke in the way: therefore shall he lift vp his head.

The Lord hath sworne in trueth vnto Dauid, and he wil not shrinke from it, saying, Of the fruite of thy body will I set vpon thy throne.

Who hath ascended vp to heauen, and descended? Who hath gathered the winde in his fist? Who hath bound the waters in a garment? Who hath established all the endes of the world? What is his name, and what is his sonnes name, if thou canst tell?