happy from their birth His House with riches shall abound His truth with endlesse honour crown'd To him in darknesse light ascends Mild gracious just in all his ends His bounty for the poore provides Discretion all his actions guides No violence shall cast him downe No time deface his just renowne Nor rumours shake his confidence The Lord his Hope and strong Defence Confirm'd in fearelesse fortitude Till he have all his Foes subdu'd He the necessitated feeds The honour of his vertuous Deeds Shall live in sacred memory His Glories shall ascend on high Th'unjust inrag'd their teeth shall grin'd And languish with the griefe of mind Pale envy shall their flesh consume And all their hopes convert to fume PSALME CXIII As the cxi Hallelu-jah O You who serve the living Lord Due praises to his Name afford Now and for ever celebrate Let all his noble Acts relate Even from the purple Morn's uprise To where the Evening flecks the Skies All power to his Dominion bends His Glory the bright Stars transcends What God can be compar'd with ours VVho Thron'd in Heavens superiour towres Submits himselfe to guide and move All that is done in Heaven above And from that height vouchsafes to throw His eyes on us who creepe below The poore he raiseth from the Dust Even from the Dunghill lifts the Just Whom he to height of honour brings And sets him in the Thrones of Kings He fructifies the barren Wombe The Childlesse Mothers now become Hallelu-jah PSALME CXIV As the cxi VVHen Israel left th' Egyptian Land Freed from a tyrannous command God his owne People sanctifi'd And he himselfe became their Guide Th' amazed Seas this seeing fled And Jordan shrunke into his Head The cloudy Mountaines skipt like Rams The little Hils like frisking Lambs Recoyling Seas what caus'd your dread Why Jordan shrunk'st thou to thy Head Why Mountaines did you skip like Rams And why you little Hils like Lambs Earth tremble thou before his Face Before the God of Jacobs Race VVho turn'd hard Rocks into a Lake VVhen Springs from flinty intrailes brake PSALME CXV As the 9. VVE nothing can of merit clame Not for our sakes thy aide afford But for the honour of thy Name Thy Mercy and unfailing VVord VVhy should th' insulting Heathen cry VVher 's now the God they vainly praise Our Lord inthron'd above the Skie All underneath at pleasure swaies Their Gods but Gold and silver be Made by a fraile Artificer For they have eyes that cannot see Dumbe mouthes and eares that cannot heare Fooles on their Altars incense throw VVho nothing smell their Feet are bound Nor have they power to moove or goe Their throats give passage to no sound Their hands can neither give nor take Unapt to punish or defend As senselesse they who Idols make Part. 2 Or to their carved Statues bend Your hopes on God O Israel place He is your Helpe and strong Defence Be he you Priests of Aarons Race The object of your confidence In him all you that feare him trust He shall protect you in distresse The Lord is of his Promise just And will his faithfull Servants blesse The House of chosen Israel And Aarons holy Family The poore and who in power excell That love and on his aide relye They shall a mighty People grow Their Children happy from their birth He will increase of gifts bestow VVhose hands created Heaven and Earth He in the Heaven of Heavens resides And over all his Creatures reignes Among the sonnes of men divides The Earth and all that Earth containes VVho sleepe within the vaults of Death No Offerings to his Altars bring O praise his Name while we have breath And loudly Halelu-jah sing PSALME CXVI As the 4. MY Soule intirely shall affect The Lord whose eares my grones respect In misery He heard thy cry To him thy Prayers direct Sorrows of Death my Soule assail'd The greedy jawes of Hell prevail'd Deprest with griefe When all reliefe And humane pitty fail'd I cri'd My God O looke on me Thou ever Just th' afflicted free O from the Grave Thy Servant save For mercy lives in thee The Innocent and long distrest The humble minde by wrongs opprest Thy Favour still Preserves from ill My Soule then take thy rest God staid my feet and dry'd my teares Redeem'd from Death and deadly feares That still I might Walke in his sight And number many yeares Part. 2 Thus with a firme beliefe I prai'd Yet in extreames of trouble said All on the Earth Of mortall birth Even all of Lies are made VVhat shall I unto God restore For all his Mercies Fall before His holy Throne And him alone With sacred Rites adore I will performe my Vowes this day VVhere they frequent who God obey Right precious is The Death of His He sees and will repay Lord I am thine thy Hand-maids Seed By Thee from raging Tyrants freed My Prayers shall rise In Sacrifice My thanks thy Altar feed I will performe my Vowes this day Where thy frequent who God obey Even in his Court Within thy Fort Renowned Solyma PSALME CXVII As the 47. YOu Nations of the Earth Our great Preserver praise All you of humane birth To Heaven his Glory raise Whose Mercy hath No end nor bound His Promise crown'd VVith constant Faith PSALME CXVIII As the cxi PRaise our good God that King of kings From whom eternall Mercy springs Let Israel let Aarons Race Let all that flourish in his Grace Confesse that from the King of kings Eternity of Mercie springs He in my trouble heard my Prayers And freed me from their deadly snares He fights my Battailes then how can I feare the Power of feeble Man Assists my Friends my Enemies Shall with their slaughter feast mine eyes Farre better to have Confidence In God then trust to mans Defence On him much safer to relie Then on the strength of Monarchy The Nations all at once assail'd But by his Aid my Sword prevail'd Their Armies had beset me round I with their Bodies strew'd the ground Though they like Bees about me swarme His holy Name and pow'rfull Arme Shall soone consume their numerous powers As Fire the crackling Thorne devoures Part. 2 Mad men his Fall you seeke in vaine VVhom great Jehovah's Hands sustaine He is my Strength his Praise my Song By him preserv'd from powerfull Wrong Our Tents with publike Joy shall ring The Just of their Deliverance sing He with his owne Right hand hath fought His owne Right hand hath Wonders wrought I shall not die but live to praise The Lord who hath prolong'd my Daies He with his Scourge my Sin corrects Yet from the Darts of Death protects You to his Service sanctifi'd The Temple Doores set open wide That I may enter in his Name And celebrate his glorious Fame Those are the Doores at which all they Shall enter who his Will obey His Praise with Hymnes immortallize My Saviour who hath heard my Cries Part. 3 That Stone the Builders from them cast Is
will I celebrate thy Praise My thankefull Heart no time shall spot This will Jehovah more delight Then Buls prepar'd for Sacrifice Their guilded Hornes with Garlands dight This shall the Meeke with pleased Eyes Behold and centuple their joyes Their Day shall never set in Night For God the Poore regards and those VVho for his sake affliction trie Round Earth deepe Seas what Seas inclose You Orbs that move so orderly Our great Jehovah magnifie VVho crownes his Saints with sweet Repose For God his Sion shall immure And Judah's Cities build againe VVhere they shall ever live secure A faire inheritance obtaine There shall their blessed Seed remaine And safely that rich Soile manure PSALME LXX As the 5. HAst Lord from such as would devoure Defend by thy almightie Power Delay not in so fear'd an Houre But let confusion seaze on those Who seeke my Soule to shame expose Be sudden in their overthrowes Let those with infamie returne Dejected and unpittied mourne Who laugh and blast me with their scorne Who love thy Name with joy invest Let them in shades of Safetie feast And ever say The Lord be blest But I am poore and full of need Hast Lord deliver me with speed Our Strength our Help from Thee proceed PSALME LXXI As the 34. I To thy Wing for refuge flie Protect me from foule Infamy Lord in thy Justice save Deliver from their treacherous Snares O favourably heare my Prayers Snatch from the yawning Grave Be thou my Fortresse of Defence There let me fix my Residence O Thou my Rocke my Tower Who hast thy Angels given in charge That they thy Seruants should inlarge From circumventing Power Deliver from their cruell might Whose wicked hands in blood delight Lest I their prey become Thou art my hope even from my Youth Have I reli'd upon thy Truth By Thee kept in the wombe From thence extracted by thy Care Though as a Prodigie they stare On me with wondring eyes Yet thee my strength my Song shall praise And to the Starres thy glory raise While Sunnes shall set and rise Part 2 O cast not off when full of dayes Forsake not when my Strength decayes Watcht by conspiring Foes God hath abandon'd him say they Now let us make his life our prey VVho shall our power oppose My God close to thy servant stand And helpe him with a speedy hand Those in their pride confound Who persecute my wretched Soule Let Death their impious rage controule And with dishonour wound But I will ever hope and raise My Voice to multiply thy Praise Thy Righteousnesse display Thy manifold Deliveries VVhich ô no number can comprise Thus spend the harmelesse Day I in thy Strength though old and weake VVill walke and of thy Justice speake Of thine even thine alone Thou hast inform'd me from my Youth I to this houre with single Truth Thy wondrous workes have showne Part 3 Now in the VVinter of my yeares VVhen Time hath snow'd upon my haires Abandon not ô Lord Till I unto this Age proclame Thy Mightie Power in Songs the same Unto the next record Thy Counsels depth our search exceeds How admirable are thy Deeds O who is like to Thee Thou hast afflictions on me laine Yet shalt thou quicken me againe And from Earths entrailes free Still thou my glorie wilt increase And comfort with the joyes of Peace I in a living verse Unto my warbling Harpe will sing Thy praises O eternall King Thy noble Acts rehearse Unto my Voice and Instrument Shall my exalted Soule consent By Thee redeem'd from Death Thy Justice every Day proclaime That now hast cloth'd my Foes with Shame Dispersed by thy breath PSALME LXXII CANT BASS THe King Jehovah with thy Justice crowne And in a God-like reigne his Son renowne He shall with equitie thy People sway And Judgement in the scales of Justice waigh Then little Hils shall riot with increase And Mountaines flourish in the fruits of Peace He shall the Poore from Violence protect Exalt the Humble and the Proud deject They while the restlesse Sunne directs the Yeare While Moones increase and waine thy Name shall feare He shall descend like plenty-dropping Showres Which cloath the Earth and fill her Lap with flowers The Just shall flourish in his happy Dayes And Peace abound while Stars extend their Raies He shall from Sea to Sea inlarge his Reigne From swift Euphrates to the farthest Maine The wilde Inhabitants that live by prey In scortched Deserts shall his Rule obey His Foes shall licke the Dust rich with their Spoyles Kings of the Ocean and Sea-grasped Iles Shall orient Pearle and sparkling Stones present Gold from the Sun-burnt Aethiopians sent The swart Sabaeans and Panchaia's King Shall Cassia Myrrhe and sacred Incense bring Part. 2 All Kings shall homage to this King affoord All Nations shall receive him for their Lord. He shall th' Oppressed heare the Poore defend The Needie save and such as have no friend Redeeme their Soules from Fraud and Violence And shall with Blood revenge their Bloods expense For this he long and happily shall live To him they shall the Gold of Sheba give The People for their King shall hourely pray His Praises sing and blesse him Day by Day Ranke crops of Corne shall on high Mountaines grow And shake like Cedars when rough Tempests blow The Citizens shall prosper and abound Like blades of Grasse which cloath the pregnant ground His Name shall last to all Eternitie Even while the Sunne illuminates the Skie All Nations shall in Him be blest Him all The habitable Earth shall blessed call O praised be our God! That King of Kings Who onely can accomplish wondrous things For ever celebrate his glorious Name And fill the World with his illustrious Fame Amen Amen Here end the Prayers of David the Sonne of Iesse A PARAPHRASE VPON THE THIRD BOOKE OF THE PSALMES OF DAVID PSALME LXXIII As the 1. THat Power of powers who Israel protects The Pure of heart eternally affects Yet I began to stagger in my Faith My Feet almost had swerved from his Path VVhen I the Foole beheld with envious eyes Saw prosperous Vice to Wealth and Honour rise Their Thread of Life is close and firmly spun Whom feeble Age and pale Diseases shun They while we suffer surfeit in content As if alone exempt from punishment Pride hangs like precious Chains about their necks And Violence in robes of Purple decks Their swolne eyes shine with uncontroll'd excesse Who more then what their hearts can wish possesse Even glory in their foule Impietie And speake like Thunder from the troubled Skie Dire Blasphemies against high Heaven they cast The suffering Earth their Pride and Slander blast The Good not seldome through their Scandall stray And prest with Miseries in Passion say O how can we the Lord All-seeing call Or think he cares what unto men befall When lo the Wicked with successe are crown'd And in the pleasures of this world abound I to no end have purg'd my heart of
place your hopes on high But earthly Mindes false wealth admire And toyle with uncontrol'd desire With cleare aspect Thy beames reflect And heavenly thoughts inspire O let my joy exempt from feares Their joyes transcend when Autumne beares His pleasant wines On clustred vines And graine-replenisht eares Now shall the peacefull hand of Sleep In heavenly Deaw my senses steep Whom thy large wings O King of Kings In shades of safety keep PSALME V. CANT BASS TO heare me Lord be thou inclin'd My thoughts O ponder in thy minde And let my cryes acceptance finde Thou hear'st my morning Sacrifice To thee before the Day-star rise My prayers ascend with stedfast eyes Thou lov'st no vice none dwells with thee Nor glorious Fooles thy Beautie see All sinne-defil'd detested bee Liars shall sinke beneath thy hate Who thirst for blood and weave deceit Thy Rage shall swiftly ruinate I to thy Temple will repayre Since infinite thy Mercies are And thee adore with Feare and Praier My God conduct me by thy Grace For many have my Soule in chase Set thy strait Paths before my face False are their tongues their hearts are hollow Like gaping Sepulchres they swallow Fawne and betray even those they follow With vengeance girt these Rebels round In their owne counsels them confound Since their Transgressions thus abound Joy they with an exalted voice That trust in thee who guard'st thy Choice Let those who love thy Name rejoyce Thy blessings shall in showers descend Thy favour as a shield defend All those who Righteousnesse intend PSALME VI. As the 3. LOrd thy deserved Wrath asswage Nor punish in thy burniug Ire Let Mercie mitigate thy Rage Before my fainting life expire O heale my bones with anguish ake My pensive heart with sorrow worne How long wilt thou my soule forsake O pitie and at length returne O let thy Mercies comfort me And thy afflicted Servant save Who will in death remember thee Or praise thee in the silent Grave Vext by insulting enemies My groanes disturbe the peacefull Night My bed washt with my streaming eyes Through griefe growne old and dim of sight All you of wicked life depart The Lord my God hath heard my cry He will recure my wounded heart And turne my teares to tides of joy Who hate me let dishonour wound Let feare their guiltie soules affright With shame their haughtie lookes confound And let them vanish from my sight PSALME VII CANT BASS O Thou that art my Confidence And strong Defence From those who my sad fall intend Great God defend Lest Lion-like if none controule They teare my persecuted Soule If I am guiltie if there be Deceit in me If ill I ever to my friend Did but intend Or rather have not succour'd those Who were my undeserved foes Let them my stained Soule pursue With hate subdue Let their proud feet in Triumph tread Upon my head My life out of her mansion thrust And lay my Honour in the dust Against my dreadfull Enemies Great God arise Just Judge thy sleeping Wrath awake And vengeance take Then all shall Thee adore alone O King of Kings ascend thy Throne Part. 2 Judge thou my foes as I am free So judge thou me Declare thou my integritie For thou do'st trie The heart and reines the Just defend The malice of the Wicked end God is my shield he helpe imparts To sincere hearts The good protects but menaceth The bad with death Nor will unlesse they change relent He whets his sword his bow is bent Dire instruments prepared hath Of deadly wrath And will at those who persecute swift arrowes shoot Who wicked thoughts conceiv'd now great With Mischiefe travell hatch Deceit Who digg'd a pit first fell therein Caught by his sinne On his owne head his outrage shall Like ruines fall But I O thou eternall King VVill of thy Truth and Justice sing PSALME VIII CANT BASS LOrd how illustrious is thy Name VVhose Power both Heav'n Earth proclame Thy Glory thou hast set on high Above the Marble-arched Skie The wonders of thy Power thou hast In mouthes of babes and sucklings plac't That so thou might'st thy foes confound And who in malice most abound When I pure Heaven thy fabricke see The Moone and Starres dispos'd by thee O what is Man or his fraile Race That thou shouldst such a Shadow grace Next to thy Angels most renown'd With Majestie and Glory crown'd The King of all thy Creatures made That all beneath his feet hast laid All that on Dales or Mountaines feed That shady Woods or Deserts breed What in the aierie Region glide Or through the rowling Ocean slide Lord how illustrious is thy Name Whose Power both Heaven and Earth proclame PSALME IX CANT BASS THee will I praise with Heart and Voice Thy wondrous Workes aloud resound In thee O Lord will I rejoyce Thy Name with zealous praises crown'd My Foes fell by inglorious flight Before thy terrible Aspect Thy powerfull Hands support my Right Thou Judgement justly dost direct The proud are falne the Heathen flie Oblivion shall their names intombe Destruction O thou Enemie Hath now receiv'd a finall doome Thou Townes and Cities hast destroy'd Their memorie with them decayes But God for ever shall abide And high his Throne of Justice raise A righteous Scepter shall extend And Judgement distribute to all He will oppressed Soules defend That in the time of Trouble call Who know thy Name in thee will trust Part. 2 Thou never wilt forsake thine Owne Praise Sions King O praise the Just And make his noble Actions knowne Bloud scapes not his revenging hand He vindicates the Poore mans Cause Lord my insulting Foes withstand And draw me from Deaths greedy Jawes That I may in the Royall Gate Of Sions Daughter raise my Voice Thy ample Praises celebrate And in thy saving health rejoyce They falne into the Pit they made Are caught in Nets themselves prepar'd The Lord his Judgements hath displayd The Wicked in their workes insnar'd The Wicked downe to Hell shall sinke And all that doe the Lord disdaine But God will on the Needy thinke Nor shall the Poore expect in vaine Lord let not Man prevaile arise Th' Insulting Heathen judge O then Let trembling Feare their heart surprize That they may know they are but Men. PSALME X. CANT BASS VVIthdraw not O my God my guid In time of trouble dost thou hide Thy cheerfull face Who want thy Grace The poore pursue with cruell pride O be they by their owne Inventions overthrowne The wicked boast of their successe The covetous profanely blesse By thee O Lord So much abhorr'd Their pride will not thy power confesse Nor have thy favour sought Or had of thee a thought They in oppression take delight Thy Judgements farre above their sight Their enemies Scoffe and despise Who say in heart No opposite Can us remove nor shall Our greatnesse ever fall Their mouths detested curses fill Fraud mischiefe ever prone to ill In secret they Lurke to betray The Innocent in
Bee thou my Rocke with thy strong Arme immure My Rocke my Fortresse for thy Honour aid And my ingaged feet from Danger guide Pull from their subtill Snares in secret laid O thou my onely Strength so often try'd To thy safe Hands my Spirit I commend O my Redeemer O thou God of Truth Who Lies invent or unto Idols bend I have abhorr'd but lov'd Thee from my Youth I will rejoyce and in thy Mercie boast That in his trouble wouldst thy Servant know Deliver when in expectation lost Nor yeeld him to the Triumph of his Foe Part. 2 Now helpe the Comfortlesse my Sight decayes My Spirits faint my Flesh consumes with care My Life is spent with griefe in sighes my Dayes My Strength through Sin dissolves my Bones impare To all my Foes I am become a scorne Nor least to those who seem'd in love most neare By all my late familiar friends forlorne VVho when they meet me turne aside for feare Forgot like those who in the Grave abide And as a broken vessell past repaire Traduc'd by many feare on everyside VVho counsell take and would my life insnare But Lord my Hopes are on thee fixt I said Thou art my God my Dayes are in thy Hand Against my furious Foes oppose thy Aid And those who persecute my Soule withstand O let thy Face upon thy Servant shine Save for thy Mercies sake from Shame defend Shame cover those who keepe no Lawes of thine And undeplored to the Grave descend Part. 3 The lying lips in endlesse silence close That with despite and pride traduce the Just VVhat Joy hast thou reserv'd what wrought for those In sight of all who feare and in Thee trust Those shalt Thou in thy secret Presence hide From their Oppressors violence and wrongs They in thy close Pavilion shall abide Secured from the strife of envious Tongues Blest he who in a walled Citie hath To me his wonderfull Affection showne I rashly sayd I am the food of VVrath Cut off for ever from his Presence throwne Yet thou O ever blessed heardst my Prayer VVhen to thy Mercie I addrest my Cry O love the living Lord all you that are His chosen Saints and on his Aid relie For he the Faithfull ever will preserve And render to the Proud their full deserts Couragious be all you who hope and serve The Lord of life who will confirme your hearts PSALME XXXII CANT BASS BLest ô thrice blest is he Whose Sinnes remitted be And whose Impieties God covers from his Eyes To whom his Sinnes are not Imputed as forgot His Soule with guile unstain'd While silent I remain'd My bones consum'd away I rored all the day For on me day and night Thy Hand did heavie light My moisture dri'd throughout Like to a Summers drought I then my Sinnes confest How farre I had transgrest When all I had reveal'd Thy Hand my Pardon seal'd For this who Godly are Shall seeke to Thee by Prayer Seeke when thou mayst be found In Deluges undrown'd Thou art my safe Retreat My Shield when dangers threat Shalt my Deliverance With Songs of Joy advance I will instruct and show The way which thou shouldst goe The way to Pietie And guide thee with mine eye Be not like Mule and Horse VVhose reason is their Force VVhose mouth the Bit and Reine Lest they rebell restraine Innumerable Woes The Wicked shall inclose But those who God affect His Mercy shall protect O you who are upright In God your God delight You Just his blessed Choice In Him with Songs rejoyce PSALME XXXIII As the 8. TO God you Just your Voices raise It you beseemes to sing his Praise O celebrate the King of kings On Instruments strung with ten Strings To Harp and Lute new Dities sing Sing loud with skilful fingering His Words are crown'd by their event And all his Works are permanent Justice and Judgement he affects His Bountie upon all reflects His Word the arched Heavens did frame His Breath the Starres eternall Flame He the collected Seas confines And folds the Deepe in Magazines The Lord O all you Nations feare All whom the Earths round shoulders beare He spake 't was done as soone as said At his Commandment stedfast made The People counsell take in vaine Their Projects no successe obtaine The Counsels of the Lord are sure His Purposes no Change indure Blest they whose God Jehovah is The Nation set apart for his The Lord looks from the lofty Skis On carefull Mortals casts his Eyes The Lord looks from his Residence The Sonnes of men beholds from thence He fashioned their hearts alone To him their Thoughts and deeds are knowne No King is saved by an Host No Giant in his strength should boast There rests no Safetie in a Horse None are delivered by his force Gods eyes are ever on the Just Who feare and in his Mercie trust To free their Soules from swallowing Earth And keepe alive in time of Dearth Our fervent Soules on God attend Our helpe who onely can defend In whom our Hearts exult for joy Because we on his Name relie Great God to us propitious be As we have fixt our Hopes on thee PSALME XXXIV CANT BASS THe Lord I will for ever blesse My Tongue his praises shall professe In him my Soule shall boast The Meeke shall heare the same and joy His Name with me ô magnifie Extoll the Lord of Host My prayers ascending pierc't his eare Who snatcht me from those stormes of feare The Meeke who God expect Who flow to him like living Brookes Shame never shall distaine their lookes nor with foule guilt infect This VVretch in his adversitie Then men shall say to God did crie Whose Mercie him secur'd The Angels of Jehovah those Who feare him with their Tents inclose By Strength divine immur'd How good our God O taste and see Who trust in him thrice happie be You Saints ô feare him still Such feele no want the Lions rore For hunger but who God implore He shall with Plentie fill Part. 2 Come children with attention heare I will instruct you in his feare VVhat man delights in life Seekes to live happily and long From evill guard thy warie tongue Thy lips from fraud and strife Doe good and wicked deeds eschew Seeke sacred Peace her steps pursue Gods Eyes are on the Just Their cries his open Eare attends But on the Bad his wrath descends Their Names reduc'd to dust He heares the Righteous and their crie Preserv'd in their adversitie A broken heart affects And Soules contrite which in Him trust Great are the afflictions of the Iust But He in all protects Keepes every bone of theirs intire The VVicked swallowes in his Ire And who the Righteous hate The Lord his Servants shall redeeme Those ever deare in his esteeme Who on his promise wait PSALME XXXV As the 3. LOrd plead my cause against my foes With such as fight against me fight Arise thy ample Shield oppose And with thy Sword defend my right Addresse thy Speare those
all the Earth shall sway VVhile the cleere Sunne directs the Day My Song shall celebrate thy Name And to the world divulge thy Fame PSALME XLVI CANT BASS GOd is our Refuge our strong Tower Securing by his mightie Power VVhen Dangers threaten to devoure Thus arm'd no feares shall chill our blood Though Earth no longer stedfast stood And shooke her Hills into to the flood Although the troubled Ocean rise In foaming billowes to the Skies And Mountaines shake with horrid noise Cleare streames purle from a Crystall Spring Which gladnesse to Gods City bring The Mansion of th' eternall King He in her Centre takes his place What Foe can her faire Towers deface Protected by his early Grace Tumultuary Nations rose And armed Troops our walls inclose But his fear'd Voice unnerv'd our Foes The Lord of Hosts is on our side The God by Jacob magnifi'd Our Strength on whom we have reli'd Come see the wonders he hath wrought Who hath to desolation brought Those Kingdomes which our ruine sought He makes destructive Warre surcease The Earth deflowr'd of her Increase Restores with universall Peace He breaks their Bowes unarmes their Quivers The bloody Speare in pieces shivers Their Chariots to the Flame delivers Forbeare and know that I the Lord Will by all Nations be ador'd Prais'd with unanimous accord The Lord of Hosts is on our side The God by Jacob magnifi'd Our Strength on whom we have reli'd PSALME XLVII CANT BASS LEt all in sweet accord Clap Hands their Voices raise In Honour of the Lord And loudly sing his praise VVho From above Dire Lightning flings The King of Kings Of all that move VVhole Nations of our Foes Beneath our Feet hath throwne A faire Possession chose For us that are his Owne The dignitie Of Israel Belov'd so well By the most High In Triumph God ascends VVith Trumpet shrill and Shalmes Praise him who his defends O praise our King with Psalmes For God is King Of all the Earth With sacred Mirth His Praises sing God o're the Heathen reignes Sits on his holy Throne All whom the Earth sustaines Shall worship him alone His Shield extends In their Defence His Excellence All height transcends PSALME XLVIII As the 8. THe Lord is most Majesticall Most highly to be prais'd by all Within the Citie of our God And Mansion blest by his abode Faire Sion hath a pleasant Site Of Earth the Beautie and Delight Upon the North-side bordering The Citie of the Mightie King God dwels within her loftie Towers Secur'd from all assailing Powers Conspiring Kings her ruine sought Who armed Troupes before her brought Part. 2 At once they saw admir'd and fled Their hearts surpriz'd with sudden Dread Such feare such pangs possest our foes As women suffer in their Throwes At thy command blacke Eurus rores And spreads his wracks on Tharsian shores VVe what we heard our Fathers tell Have seene who in this Citie dwell The Citie of our God which Hee Shall ever from destruction free Thy Favours Lord with Thankfulnesse VVe in thy Temple still professe As is thy Name thou God of Might So are thy Praises infinite And stretch to Earths remotest Bound Thy Hand for Justice farre renown'd O Sion Judah's Diadem You Daughters of Jerusalem Unite your Joyes and glory in His Judgement which your eyes have seene Goe walke the Round of Sion tell Her Towers observe her Bulwarks well On her faire Buildings cast thine eye Declare it to Posteritie For God will still our God remaine And us unto our Last sustaine PSALME XLIX As the 1. ALL you who dwell upon the foodfull Earth Both Rich and Poore of base and noble birth Attend my Tongue deep wisdome shall impart And knowledge from the fountaine of my heart I unto light darke Parables will bring And to my solemne Harpe Aenigmaes sing In Misery and Age why should I feare When Sin pursues my steps and Death draws neare O you who Riches as your God adore And glory in your scarce possessed Store VVho can redeeme his Brother for one Day Or to the Lord his high-pris'd Ransome pay For O not all the Gold which Streames conceale Or Hils inclose can banisht Life repeale That he might live unto Eternity Nor in the Earths corrupting Entrailes lye They see the Wise and Fooles to Death descend While others their congested treasures spend Yet hoping to perpetuate their fame Proud Structures raise and call them by their Name Part 2 But Man in honour is a Vanitie That fleets away and as a Beast must die In this vaine course they circularly move And their Posterity their words approve Death shall as Sheep devour them in the Dust Till that great Day subject them to the Just Their Strength and Beauty shall to nothing wast All naked from their sumptuous Houses cast But God shall from the greedy Sepulchre My Soule redeeme and to his Joyes preferre Despaire not when a man growes Opulent And that the Glories of his House augment For with his thread of Life his Riches end Nor shall his Honours with his Soule descend Though here he live in luxury and ease And those are prais'd who their owne Genius please Yet as his Fathers he shall set in Night Nor ever rise to see the cheerfull Light Man high in honour whose ignoble brest No knowledge holds shall perish like a beast PSALME L. As the 1. THE God of Gods Jehovah shall convent All from the Orient to the Suns descent From Sions Towers of Beauty the Divine And full Perfection shall his Glory shine Nor silent comes devouring flames before And round about him horrid Tempests rore The righteous Judge to judge his People shall High Heaven and conscious Earth to witnesse call Assemble all my Saints who with one mind My Testaments with Sacrifice have sign'd Then thundring Skies shall make his Justice knowne When he our God ascends his Judgements Throne My People heare Thy God O Israel Will thee convince and thy Transgressions tell I blame not thy unfrequent Sacrifice Nor fumes which rarely from my Altars rise I from thy Stall will take no well-fed Steere Nor from thy Folds a Male-goat of that yeare For all are Mine that Woods or Deserts breed And Herds which on a thousand mountaines feed I know all Fowle which Hils or Valleys yield And number all the Cattell of the Field Part. 2 Will I if hungry unto Thee complaine When all is Mine which Sea and Land containe Will I eat flesh of Bulls or canst thou thinke That I the blood of shaggy Goats will drinke A thankfull heart upon my Altar lay And righteous Vowes to high Jehovah pay Then call on me in trouble I will raise Thy Soule from Death and thou my Name shalt praise But O thou Hypocrite Dar'st thou explaine My Law My Covenants with thy lips prophane That scorn'st instruction dost my Word despise Consent'st with Theeves and hast adulterous eyes Deceit and slander tip thy impious tongue Thy brother woundst with Infamy and Wrong Thus didst thou
fluent Oile Yet bent to Spoyle But thou my Soule thy cares impose On God who will redresse thy woes The Just he shall confirme with Joy Th'Unjust destroy Those who in bloud and fraud delight Shall set in Night Before their Noone of Life be past But I on God my hopes have plac'd PSALME LVI As the 4. O Lord protect me by thy Power From such as would my Life devoure VVho mercilesse Strive to oppresse Nor grant me Truce one houre That would devoure me every Day And make my chased Life their prey Yet Lord will I On thee relie VVhen Dangers most dismay Thy Promise I will celebrate In constant hope thy Pleasure wait With patience beare Thy Stay nor feare Fraile man or his vaine hate My words and deeds they daily wrest And in their thoughts my fall digest Vnite in ill And lurke to kill My Feet can finde no rest O shall they with impunity Escape and thus their sins enjoy Let Death thy rage Alone asswage Them in their guilt destroy My Wanderings thou hast numbered Even every Teare mine Eyes have shed Thy Viall holds All in the Folds Of thy large Volume read Assur'd that when on God I call My Foes shall by his Fury fall His Promise I Will magnifie His Truth divulge to All. To him my ready Vowes will pay My Vowes of Thanks both night and day In whom I trust Nor shall th'Unjust My stedfast Hopes dismay For he hath snatcht me from the Night Of Death and kept my foot upright That I may still Observe his Will And see the cheerfull Light PSALME LI. As the 10. O Thou From whom all Mercy springs Compassionate my Sufferings And pity me That trust in Thee O shelter with thy shady Wings Vntill these stormes of Woe Cleare-up or over-blow Thee I invoke O thou Most High Thou All-performer from the Skie Thy Angels send Let them defend My Soule from him that would destroy O send thy Mercy downe VVith Truth thy Promise crowne For Salvage Lions girt me round And they whose Malice knowes no bound Their cruell Words More sharp then Swords Their Teeth like Speares and Arrowes wound To Heaven thy Glory raise Let Earth resound thy Praise They subtill snares prepared have And bow'd my Soule even to the Grave With wicked wit Have digg'd a pit From which themselves they could not save But justly fell therein Intrapt by their owne Sin My ravisht Heart flames with desire I to the Musicke of my Lyre Eternall King Thy Praise will sing Awake my Glory Zeale inspire Awake my Harp and Lute Nor in his Praise be mute To thee before the Morning rise My Lips their Calves shall sacrifice Thy Mercy farre The highest Starre Thy Truth transcends the loftie Skies To Heaven thy Glory raise Let Earth resound thy Praise PSALME LVIII As the 46. PErnicious Counsellors Give you Sincere advice to Justice true Or Vertue but in show pursue Your Hearts are still on Mischiefe bent Your Hands impure and violent Nor favour Truth nor Wrong prevent Even from the womb they blindly stray Borne and perverted in one day Lie slander flatter and betray Like Serpents with black poyson swell And charme th'Inchanter ne're so well More deafe then Asps his Charms repell Lord slit their Tongues before they speak Strike out their Teeth which teare the Weak And the young Lions grinders break As Sun-beat Snow so let them thaw And when their weakned Bowes they draw Let their crackt Arrowes flie like straw Let them like Snailes consume away And as untimely Births decay VVhich never saw the cheerful Day Before their pots can feele the brier God in the Whirl-wind of his Ire Shall blast alive and burne with fire Sinne with Revenge at length shall meet The Godly shall rejoyce to see 't And in their blood shall wash their feet Then erring Mortals shall confesse There are Rewards for Righteousnesse And Plagues for such as doe transgresse PSALME LIX As the 34. LORD save me from mine Enemies From those who thus against me rise Like an incensed Floud From those who in Impietie Place their delight and long to die Their hands in guiltlesse bloud Lo for my Soule they lie in wait The Mightie joyne their power and hate VVithout my blame or crime VVithout my crime they weapons take And persecute my Soule Awake My God! assist in time Great God of Hosts of Israel These all-oppressing Tyrants quest Nor be to Mercy won At night their mischiefe they begin Incenst like snarling Dogs they grin And through the Citie run Behold they vomit bitter words Betweene their lips they brandish swords Yet say Can these be knowne But Lord thou shalt their threats deride The empty terrour of their pride And Malice vainly showne Part. 2 I and my strength are in thy Power In Thee I trust my Shield my Tower Thy Mercie Lord how great My Foes subjectest to my will Subdue and scatter but not kill Lest we thy Truth forget O be they in their Pride surpris'd Even for the Lies they have devis'd Their curses and close Arts. Consume them from the Land expell To shew God reignes in Israel To Earths remotest parts Hopelesse let them returne with Night Like grinning Dogs bark but not bite About the City rome Pale meager and halfe famished Like vagabonds howle they for bread VVithout or food or home But I before the Day-star spring Will of thy Power and Mercy sing My Safety in distresse Thou art my Rock my strong Defence My living Verse thy Excellence And Bounty shall expresse PSALME LX. As the 2. CAST off and scattered in thine Ire Lord on our woes with pity look The Lands inforc'd Foundations shook VVhose yawning ruptures Sighs expire O cure the Breaches Thou hast rent And make Her firmely permanent Our Souls thou hast with sorrow fed And mad'st us drinke of deadly Wine Yet now thy Ensignes giv'st to Thine Even when beset with trembling dread That we thy Banner may display Whil'st Truth to Conquest makes our way O heare us who thy Aide implore Lord with thy owne Right hand defend To thy Beloved succour send God by his Sanctity thus swore I Succoths Valley will divide In Shechems Spoiles be magnifi'd Mine Gilead is Manasseh mine Ephraim my strength in battell bold Thou Judah shalt my Scepter hold I will triumph on Palestine Base Servitude shall Moab waste O're Edom I my Shooe will cast Who will our forward Troups direct To Rabbah strongly fortifi'd Or into sandy Edom guide Lord wilt not thou that didst reject Nor wouldst before our Armies goe Now leade our Host against the Foe O then when Dangers most affright Doe thou our troubled Souls sustaine For loe the helpe of Man is vaine Through Thee we valiantly shall fight Our flying Foes thou shalt tread downe And Thine with wreaths of Conquest crowne PSALME LXI As the 13. MY God thy Servant heare O lend a willing eare In exile my sad heart From Earths remotest part O'rewhelm'd with Miseries To Thee for succour
wrought Then when neere to ruine brought Fervently to Him I cry'd This Goodnesse magnifi'd If I Vices should affect VVould not He my Prayers reject But the Lord my Prayers hath heard VVhich my tongue with teares preferr'd Sourse of Mercy be Thou blest That hast granted my Request PSALME LXVII As the 47. LORD showre on us thy Grace Inrich with Gifts divine Let thy illustrious Face Upon thy Servants shine That all below The arched Skie May Thee and thy Salvation know Let all thy Praise rehearse With one united Voyce Sing in melodious Verse Eternally rejoyce Thy Power obey Whose Justice shall Dispose of All All Scepters sway Let all extoll thy Worth Then shall the smiling Earth Her pleasant fruits bring forth Nor ever mourne in Dearth We who implore Thy Blessings find And all Mankind With feare adore PSALME LXVIII As the 8. LET God the God of Battaile rise And scatter his proud Enemies O let them flee before his face Like smoke which driving tempests chace As Wax dissolves with scorching Fire So perish in his burning Ire But let the Just with joy abound In joyfull Songs his Praise resound VVho riding on the rowling Spheares The Name of great Jehovah beares Before his Face your joyes expresse A Father to the fatherlesse He wipes the teares from Widowes eyes The single plants in Families Inlarging those who late were bound VVhile Rebels starve on thirsty Ground When he our numerous Army led And march't through Deserts full of dread Heaven melted and Earths Centre shooke With his majesticke Presence strooke VVhen Israels God in Clouds came downe Part. 2 High Sinai bow'd his trembling Crowne He in th'approach of meager Dearth VVith showres refresht the fainting Earth VVhere his owne Flocke in safety fed The Needy unto plenty led By Him we conquer Virgins sing Our Victories and Timbrels ring He Kings with their vast Armies foiles While women share their wealthy spoiles You who among the Pots have laine In Soot and Smoke shall shine againe Bright as the silver-feather'd Dove VVhose wings with golden Splendor move VVhen he the Kings had overthrowne Our Land like snowy Salmon shone Gods Mountaine Bashans Mount transcends Though he his many Heads extends VVhy boast you so ye meaner Hils God with his Glory Sion fils This his beloved Residence Nor ever will depart from hence Part. 3 His Chariots twenty thousand were VVhich Myriads of Angels beare He in the midst as when he crown'd High Sinai's sanctified ground Lord Thou thy Selfe hast rais'd on high Thou captivat'st Captivitie Deckt with the trophees of his Foes The gifts receiv'd on his bestowes Reducing those who did rebell That both might in his Sion dwell O praised be the God of gods VVho his with daily blessings loads The God of our Salvation On whom our hopes depend alone The Controverse of Life and Death Is arbitrated by his Breath He on their heads his Foes shall wound Their hairy scalps whose sins abound And in their trespasses proceed Thus spake Jehovah Jacobs Seed I will from Bashan bring againe And through the bottome of the Maine That Dogs may lap their enemies bloud And they wade through a crimson Floud Part. 4 We in thy Sanctuary late My God my King beheld thy State The sacred Singers marcht before VVho instruments of Musicke bore In order followed every Maid Vpon her pleasant Timbrell plaid His Praise in your Assemblies sing You who from Israels Fountaine spring Nor little Benjamin alone But Judah from his Mountaine-throne The farre removed Zebulun And Naphtali which borders on Old Jordan where his streame dilates Joyn'd all their Powers and Potentates For us his winged Souldiers fought Lord strengthen what thy hand hath wrought He that supports a Diadem To Thee divine Jerusalem Shall in Devotion treasure bring To build the Temple of his King Part. 5 Break through their Pikes the multitude Of Buls with savage strength indu'd Till they with gifts sweet Peace invite But scatter those whom Wars delight Far off from Sun-burnt Meroë From falling Nilus from the Sea VVhich beats on the Aegyptian shore Shall Princes come and here adore You Kingdomes through the VVorld renown'd Sing to the Lord his praise resound He who Heavens upper Heaven bestrides And on her aged shoulders rides VVhose voyce the Clouds asunder rends In Thunder terrible descends O praise his Strength whose Majesty In Israel shines his Power on high He from his Sanctuary throwes A trembling horror on his Foes VVhile us his Power and Strength invest O Israel praise the Ever-blest PSALME LXIX As the 22. LORD snatch me from the raging Floud Now in deepe Eddies almost drown'd That struggle in the yeelding mud There where no bottome can be found The rising waves my head surround And with their terrors chill my Bloud Tir'd with complaining hoarse and sore Sight failes my long-expecting Eyes My Haires are not in number more Then my uninjur'd Enemies The great in wrong against me rise I what I never tooke restore My God Thou know'st my Innocence Let not the faithfull blush for me Traduc'd by slanderous Impudence Nor ô let those that call on Thee Their shame in my Confusion see Since Thou art our profest Defence For Thee I suffer Calumnies To Men become a generall scorne Deserted by my neare Allies By children of my Mother borne Through zeale unto thy Honour worne While thy reproch upon me lies I fasted wept in Sack-cloth mourn'd My anguish in my lookes exprest Yet this to my derision turn'd By Drunkards sung at every Feast Even Judges at my sorrow jest My Innocence by slander spurn'd Part 2 Yet shall my Praiers and Sighes ascend Even in an acceptable houre Thy Mercie gracious Lord extend And save by thy Almightie Power Let not the swallowing mud devoure Preserve from such a shamefull end Deliver from th' insulting Foe My strugling Feet from sinking keepe Let not the Billowes overflow Nor Whirle-pits sucke into their Deepe O pitie Thou the Eies that weepe And thy Transcendent Mercie show Heare and redeeme without delay Nor in my trouble hide thy Face Lest I become a wretched prey To such as have my Soule in chase My shame indignities disgrace And all their crimes before Thee lay Reproach my bleeding heart hath pierc't VVas ever Sorrow halfe so great Compassion hath her Eyes averst My Griefe no comfort could intreat They gave me bitter Gall to eate And Vineger to quench my Thirst O be their board a snare to those Prosperitie it selfe a Bait Their Eyes in clouds of darkenesse close And let them fall by their owne weight Powre on them thy Eternall hate VVith vengeance multiply their woes Part 3 In Ruines let their Houses lie None in their silent Tents be found That would whom thou hast smit destroy And wounded Soules with slander wound Let their iniquities abound Nor ever in thy Mercie joy Their names out of thy Volume blot Nor with the Just inthrone their Dayes Though poore to misery begot Yet Thoushalt my dejection raise Then
daies befell His counsels from our reach are set Hid in his sacred Cabinet What God like ours so Good so Great VVho wonders can effect alone His Peoples great Redemption To Jacobs Seed and Josephs knowne The yielding Floods confesse thy Might The Deeps were troubled at thy Sight And Seas recoil'd in their affright The Clouds in storms of raine descend The Aire thy hideous Fragors rend Thy arrowes dreadfull flames extend Thy Thunders rorings rake the Skies Thy fatall Lightning swiftly flies Earth trembles in her agonies Thy VVayes even through the Billowes lie The Flouds then left their Chanels dry No Mortall can thy steps descry Like Flocks through Wildernesse of Sand Thou led'st us to this pleasant Land By Moses and by Aarons hand PSALME LXXVIII As the 42. MY People heare my VVords I will unfold Darke Oracles and VVonders done of old By our great Ancestors both heard and knowne Successively unto their Children showne VVhich we will to Posterity relate That People yet unknowne may celebrate Gods Power his Praise and glorious Acts since He Will 's this Tradition by divine Decree Vntill one Day shall give the World an end That all their hopes might on his Help depend Nor ever let his noble Actions sleep In darke oblivion but his Statutes keep Vnlike their rebell Sires a stubborn Race VVho fell from God nor sought his slighted Grace The Ephraimites though expert in their Bowes Though arm'd ignobly fled before their Foes Who vainly brake the Cov'nant of their God Nor in the wayes of his prescription trod Forgot his famous Acts his Wonders shown In Zoan and the Plaines by Nile o'reflown He brought them through the bowels of the Floud The parted Waves like solid Mountaines stood By day with leading Clouds affords a shade By night a flaming Pyramis displaid Hard Rocks He in the thirsty Deserts clave And drink out of their stony Entrails gave Even from their barren sides the waters gusht And down in rivers through the vallies rusht Part. 2 Yet still they sinn'd and meat to satisfie Their Lust demand provoking the most High Blaspheming thus Can God our wants redresse A Table furnish in the Wildernesse Though from the cloven Rocks fresh Currents drill Can he give bread with flesh the hungry fill Thus tempted by their hourely murmurings He to his long retarded Wrath gives wings Their infidelity inrag'd the Just That would not to his sure Protection trust Who all the Curtaines of the Skies withdrew And made the clouds resolve into a dew With Manna Food of Angels Mortals fed And fill'd with plenty of coelestiall Bread Then caus'd the early Eastern winds to rise And bade the dropping South obscure the Skies VVhence showres of Quailes descend as thick as sand On Sea-washt shores or dust on Sun-dri'd Land VVhich fell among their Tents They their delights Injoy and feast their deadly appetites For lo while they those fatall Dainties chew And their inordinate Desires pursue The Wrath of God surpriz'd them and cut down The choice of all even those of most renown Nor by their owne mis-haps admonished Would they his Works believe or Judgements dread So He their spirits quencht with daily feares In Vanity and Toile consum'd their yeares Part. 3 But when by Slaughter wasted the forlorn Return'd and sought Him in the early Morn They then confest and said Thou art our Tower Our Strength alone protectest by thy Power Yet their slie Tongues did but their Souls disguise Full of deluding flatteries and lies Their faithlesse hearts revolted from his VVill Nor ever would his just Commands fulfill How oft would He whose Mercy hath no bound Their pardon signe nor in their Sins confound How oft did He his burning wrath asswage How oft divert the furie of his Rage Consider'd them as flesh in frailtie borne A passing Winde that never can returne Yet still would they his sacred Lawes transgresse Provok'd him in th' unpeopled Wildernesse Confin'd the Holy One of Israel Against their Saviour frantickly rebell Forgetfull of his Power nor ever thought Of that Great Day when from long Bondage brought His dreadfull Miracles to Aegypt knowne And Wonders in the Field of Zoan snowne The River chang'd into a Sea of blood Men faint for thirst t' avoid th' infected Flood Huge swarmes of unknowne Flies display their wings Which wound to death with their invenom'd stings Loath'd Frogs even in their Palaces abound Part 4 And with their filthy slime pollute the ground Their early fruits the Caterpillars spoyle And Grashoppers devoure the Plow-mans toile Long Vines with stormes their dangling burdens lost The broad-leav'd Sycamores destroi'd with frost Their Flocks beat down with Hail-stones breathles lie Their Cattell by the stroke of Thunder die The Vengeance of his Wrath all formes of woes More Plagues then could be fear'd upon them throwes VVhom evill Angels to their sinnes betray He to the Torrent of his Wrath gave way Nor would with man or sinlesse beasts dispense Shot by the Arrowes of his Pestilence Slew all the flower of Youth their First-borne Sons There where old Nilus in seven Chanels runs But like a flocke of Sheepe his People led Safe and secure through Deserts full of dread Even through unfathom'd Deeps which part and close Their tumbling waves to swallow their proud Foes Then brought them to his consecrated Land Even to his Mountaine purchas'd by his Hand Cast out the Giant-like Inhabitants Aud in their roomes the Tribes of Israel plants Yet they ô most ingratefull falsifie Their vowes and still exasperate the most High Who in their faithlesse Fathers traces goe And start aside like a deceitfull Bow Their Altars on the tops of Mountaines blaze VVhile they their hands to cursed Idols raise Part 5 These objects fuell to his wrath affoord Whose Soule revolted Israel abhor'd The ancient Seat of Shiloh then forsooke Nor longer would that hated Mansion brooke His Arke even to Captivitie declin'd His Strength and Glorie to the Foe resign'd And yeelded up his People to the Rage Of barbarous swords nor would his wrath asswage Devouring flames their able Youth confound Nor are their Maids with Nuptiall Garlands crown'd Their Mitred Priests in heat of Battell fall No Widowes weeping at their Funerall Then as a Giant folded in the Charmes Of Wine and Sleepe starts up and cries To armes So rous'd his Foes behinde Jehovah wounds And with Eternall Infamie confounds Yet would in Josephs Tents no longer dwell Nor Ephraim chose who from his Cov'nant fell But Judahs Mountaine for his Seat elects And sacred Sion which he most affects There our great God his glorious Temple plac'd Firme as the Centre never to be ras'd And from the bleating Flockes his David chose When he attended on the yeaning Ewes And rais'd him to a Throne that he might feed His people Israels selected Seed Who fed them faithfully and all the Land Directed with a just and equall hand PSALME LXXIX As the 39. THe Gentiles waste thy Canaan Lord VVith Fire and Sword Thy holy
Temple they prophane VVith Slaughter staine Beneath her ruines Salem grones Now nothing but a heape of Stones The dead no Funerall pompe attends Nor weeping friends Their carkases our barbarous Foes To Beasts expose The ravenous VVolves become their tombe Or else the greedie Vulturs wombe VVith blood of Saints the Streames grow red Like VVater shed Thy People now a generall Reproach to all The Syrian and base Edomite Deride and in our woes delight How long Lord shall thy jealous ire Devoure like Fire Thy Anger in a dreadfull showre Of vengeance powre On those who know not thy great Name And thinke thy Worship but a shame Part. 2 For they have laid our Country waste Our Cities ras't Lord O remember not the crimes Of former times But for thy tender mercy save Our soules now humbled to the grave Lord for the glory of thy Name Redeeme from shame O purge us and propitious be From thraldome free VVhy should the Heathen thus blaspheme And say Your God is but a Dreame Against them let thy Vengeance rise Before our eyes And for our blood shed by their guilt Let theirs be spilt O heare the sighing Prisoners cry And save whom they have doom'd to die Our spitefull Neighbours Lord deride Thee in their pride With seven-fold vengeance recompense Their insolence So we thy flocke our God will praise And to the Stars thy Glory raise PSALME LXXX As the 3. THou Shepheard of thy Israel That Flock-like leadest Josephs Race Who twixt the Cherubims dost dwell O heare shew thy inlightning Face Exalt thy saving power before Manasseh Ephraim Benjamin O from Captivity restore And let thy beames upon us shine Great God of Battaile wilt thou still Be angry and our prayers despise Bread steept in teares our stomacks fill We drinke the rivers of our eyes Our scoffing Neighbours fall at strife Among themselves to share our right Great God restore the dead to life And comfort by the quickning light Part. 2 This Vine from Aegypt brought the foe Expeld was planted by thy hand Thou gav'st it roome and strength to grow Vntill her branches fill'd the Land The Mountaines tooke a shade from these Which like a grove of Cedars stood Extending to the Tyrian Seas And to Euphrates rowling Floud O why hast thou her Fences ras't Whilst every Stragler puls her fruit The browsing Heard her branches waste And salvage Boores plow-up her root Great God returne this trampled Vine From Heaven behold with mild aspect Once planted by that Hand of thine The branches of thy owne Elect. Which now cut downe wild Flames devoure Through thy fierce wrath to ruine brought Protect thy People by thy Power And perfect what thy selfe hath wrought Reviv'd we will thy Name adore Nor ever from thy Pleasure swerve O from Captivity restore And by thy powerfull grace preserve PSALME LXXXI As the 8. TO God our Strength your voices raise In sacred numbers sing his praise The warbling Lute sweet Violl bring And solemne Harp loud Timbrels ring The new Moone seene shrill Trumpets sound Your sacred Feasts with Triumph crown'd These Rites our God established VVhen Israel He from Aegypt led Their necks with Yokes of bondage wrung Inured to an unknowne tongue Your burdens I have cast away Said he and cleans'd your hands from clay Then sav'd when in your feares you cri'd And from the thundring Cloud repli'd I tri'd you heard your murmurings At Meribahs admired Springs You Sons of Israel give eare I will instruct you would you heare Beware no foraigne gods adore Nor their adulterate Powers implore Part. 2 I Thee alone brought from the Land Of Bondage with a mighty Hand I know and will supply thy need When naked clothe when hungry feed Yet would not they my Counsell brooke But desperately their God forsooke Whom I unto their lusts resign'd And errors of their wandring Mind O that they had my voyce obei'd Nor from the paths of Vertue straid Then Victory their brows had crown'd Their slaughter'd Foes had spread the ground Then had I made their enemy Submit and at their mercy lie Themselves blest with eternall Peace Inriched with the Earths increase VVith floure of Wheat and Honey fill'd From breaches of the Rocke distill'd PSALME LXXXII As the 4. GOD sits upon the Throne of Kings And Judges unto judgement brings Why then so long Maintaine you wrong And favour Lawlesse things Defend the Poore the Fatherlesse Their crying injuries redresse And vindicate The Desolate Whom wicked men oppresse For they of knowledge have no Light Nor Will to know but walke in Night Earths Bases faile No Lawes prevaile Scarce one in heart upright Though Gods and Sons of the most High Yet you like common men shall die Like Princes fall Great God judge all The Earth thy Monarchy PSALME LXXXIII As the 1. LORD sit not still as deafe unto our cries For lo our Enemies in tumults rise Even those who thy Omnipotence deny And hate thy Name advance their Crests on high Darke counsels take and secretly contrive Their slaughter whom thy Mercy keeps alive Come say they let us with incessant stroks Hew downe this Nation like a grove of Okes Till they no longer be and Israel die Both in his Race and ruin'd Memory They all in one Confederacy have made A solemne League suppli'd with foraigne aide Fierce Idumaeans who in Nomades stray And shaggy Ismaelites that live by prey Th' incestuous Race that border on the Lake Of salt Asphalthis Savage Thieves who take Their name from servile Hagar they who dwell In Gebal Ammonites who Peace expell Sterne Palaestines and wild Amalekites False Tyrians Ashur with Lots Sons unites Part. 2 Let them like Midian fall by mutuall wounds Like Sisera fall like Jabin on the bounds Of Endor where swift Kison takes his birth Who lay like Dung upon the fatned Earth Like Zeb and Orebs Princes made a prey For Wolves like Zeba and proud Zalmuna VVho said let us these Israelites destroy And all the Cities of their God enjoy O let them like a wheele be hurried round Like chaffe which whirl-winds ravish from the ground As Woods grown dry with age imbrac'd with fire VVhose flames above the singed Hils aspire So in the Tempest of thy Wrath pursue And with thy Stormes thy trembling Foes subdue O fill their Hearts with griefe their lookes with shame Till they invoke thy late blasphemed Name Confound them with eternall Infamie That they through anguish of their Soules may die That men Jehovah's VVonders may rehearse The great Commander of this Universe PSALME LXXXIV As the 29. O How amiable are Thy Aboads great God of warre How I languish through restraint How my longing Spirits faint Lord for thee I daily crie In thy absence hourely die Sparrowes there their young ones reare And the Summers Harbinger By thy Altar builds her nest Where they take their envi'd rest O my King O thou most High Arbiter of Victorie Happie men who spend their Dayes In thy Courts there sing thy
Praise Happy who on Thee depend Thine their Way and thou their End VVho through Baca travelling Make that thirsty Vale a Spring Or soft Showres from Clouds distill And their emptie Cisterns fill Fresh in strength their course pursue Till they thee in Sion view Lord of Hosts incline thine Eare. O thou God of Jacob heare Thou our Rocke extend thy Grace Looke on thy Anointed's Face One Day in thy Courts alone Farre exceeds a Million Let me be contemn'd and poore In thy Temple keepe a Doore Then with wicked men possesse All that they call Happinesse O thou Shield of our Defence O thou Sun whose influence Sweetly glides into our Hearts Thou who all to thine imparts Happy O thrice happy hee VVho alone depends on Thee PSALME LXXXV As the 2. AT length thou hast thy Mercie showne Drawne from the Babylonian yoke Our Sinnes remov'd which did provoke Thy Wrath even that now overblowne Great God our ruin'd State restore And let thy Anger flame no more O shall it like a Comet raigne Extending to the yet unborne Wilt thou not quicken the forlorne That thine in Thee may joy againe O showre thy Mercie from above Preserve and fix us in thy love I will the Voice of God attend Who to his People speakes of Peace Such as in Sanctitie increase Nor to their Sinnes againe descend These soone with Freedome shall be blest That Glory may our Land invest Those Dayes shall consumate our Blisse Sweet Clemencie with Truth shall meet High Justice gentle Peace shall greet Saluting with a holy Kisse For Truth shall from the Earth arise And Righteousnesse looke from the Skies Then shall Jehovah distribute His Blessings with a liberall Hand The rich and ever gratefull Land Abundantly produce her fruit For Justice shall before him goe And her faire steps to Mortals show PSALME LXXXVI As the 13. MY God thy Suppliant heare Afford a gentle Eare For I am comfortlesse And labour in distresse My righteous Soule relieve So readie to forgive Thy Servant Lord defend Whose hopes on Thee depend Me from the Grave restore VVho daily Thee implore From wasting Sorrow free The Heart long vow'd to Thee For thou art God alone To tender pity prone Propitious unto all VVho on thy Mercy call O heare my fervent prayer And take me to thy care Then ready to be found VVhen troubles most abound VVhat God like Thee O Lord Of all by men ador'd Or underneath the Sun Such miracles hath done Part. 2 Zeale shall all hearts inflame T' adore and praise thy Name For thou art God alone Thy Power in VVonders shown Direct me in thy VVay So shall I never stray My thoughts from Tempests cleare Vnited in thy Feare My Soule shall celebrate Thy Praise thy Power relate That hast advanc'd my head And rais'd me from the Dead The Proud against me rise And pow'rfull Enemies All Rebels to thy Will My guiltlesse bloud would spill But O thou King of kings From Thee sweet Mercy springs Still gracious slow to wrath True to thy Servants Faith Lord for thy Mercies sake Into thy bosome take Thy Hand-maids Son O save From the devouring Grave Some happy Signe expose To my ashamed Foes That they thy Hate may see To them thy Love to me PSALME LXXXVII As the 8. THE Lord hath with his Temple crown'd Moriah by his Choice renown'd Not all the Tents of Israel Or Mountains which in height excell He so affects or celebrates As lofty Sions stately Gates Jerusalem thou Throne of Kings Of Thee they utter glorious things Not by Judea's narrow bounds Prescrib'd the Land which Nile surrounds Great Babylon proud Palaestine Rich Tyre which circling Seas confine And black-brow'd Aethiopians Shall yield thee Citizens and Sons All sorts of People foraign-bred As Natives there indenized In Sion built by immortall Hands Firme as the Mountaine where it stands The Lord in his eternall Scroll Shall these as Citizens inroll Their Musick shall th' Affections raise And Songs sung in Jehovah's praise Whose Blessings on this City shall Like Streames from Heavenly Fountains fall PSALME LXXXVIII As the 39. MY Saviour both by night and day To Thee I pray O let my Cries transcend the Sphears And pierce thy Eares Lest Sorrow stop my fainting breath Now neare the Jawes of greedy Death My light extinguisht numbered Among the Dead Like men in battaile slaine the wombe Of Earth their Tombe Forgotten as if never known By thy tempestuous Wrath o'rethrown By Thee lodg'd in the lower Deeps Where Horrour keeps In Dungeons where no Sun displaies His cheerfull Raies Crusht by thy Wrath on me thy Waves Rush like so many rolling Graves My old Familiars now my Foes Deride my Woes My House becomes my Gaole where I In Fetters lie Blind with my teares with crying hoarse Hands rais'd in vaine a walking Coarse Part. 2 Wilt thou to those thy Wonders show VVho sleep below The Dead from their cold Mansions raise To sing thy Praise Shall Mercy find us in the Grave Or wilt thou in Destruction save VVilt thou thy Wonders bring to light In Deaths long Night Or shall thy Justice there be shown VVhere none are known I have and still to Thee will pray Before the Sun restore the Day O why hast thou withdrawn thy Grace And hid thy Face From me who from my Infancy But daily die VVhil'st I thy Terrours undergoe Distracted by these stormes of woe Thy Anger like a Gulph devoures My trembling Powers With troups of Terrours circled round In Sorrow drown'd Depriv'd of those that lov'd me most To all in dark oblivion lost PSALME LXXXIX As the 72. OVr gratefull Songs O thou eternall King Shall ever of thy boundlesse Mercies sing And thy unalterable Truth rehearse To after Ages in a living verse For what is by thy Clemency decreed Shall orderly and faithfully succeed Even like those never resting Orbs above VVhich on firme hinges circularly move Thus God unto his servant David swore This Cov'nant made I will for evermore Thy Seed establish and thy Throne sustaine Whilst Seas shall flow or Moones increase and waine The heavenly Hierarchy thy Truth shall praise The Saints below thy glorious Wonders blaze For who is like our God above the Clouds Or who so great whom humane frailty shrowds He to his Angels terrible appeares And daunts the Tyrants of the Earth with feares Great God! how great when dreadfull Armies joyne What God so strong what Faith so firme as thine Part. 2 Thy Bounds the Billowes of the Sea restraine Thou calm'st the tumults of th' incensed Maine Proud Rahab like a Coarse with bloud imbru'd Hew'n downe the strong with greater strength subdu'd Thine are the Heavens those Lamps which guild the Skies Round Earth broad Seas and all which they comprise Thou mad'st the Southern and the Northern Pole Whereon the Orbs coelestiall swiftly rowle Hermon invested with the Morning Raies And Tabor with the Evening's sing thy praise Thy Arme excels in Strength thy hands sustaine The World they
May Parch't with Heat and nipt with Frost Soone shall fade for ever lost Part. 2 Lord thou art most Great most High Such from all Eternitie Perish shall thy Enemies Rebels that against thee rise All who in their Sins delight Shall be scatter'd by thy Might But thou shalt exalt my Horne Like a youthfull Vnicorn Fresh and fragrant Odors shed On thy crowned Prophets head I shall see my Foes defeat Shortly heare of their retreat But the Just like Palmes shall flourish VVhich the Plains of Judah nourish Like tall Cedars mounted on Cloud ascending Lebanon Plants set in thy Court below Spread their roots and upwards grow Fruit in their Old-age shall bring Ever fat and flourishing This Gods Justice celebrates He my Rocke Injustice hates PSALME XCIII As the 47. NOw great Jehovah raignes VVith Majesty aray'd His Power all powers restraines By men and gods obey'd The round Earth hung In liquid Aire Establisht there But by his Tongue Thy Throne more old then Time And after as before The Flouds in billowes clime And foming loudly rore VVith horrid Noise The Ocean raves And breaks his Waves Against the Skies But thou more to be fear'd More terrible then these Thy Voice in Thunder heard Thy Nod rebukes the Seas Thee Truth renowns Pure Sanctitie Eternally Thy Temple crowns PSALME XCIV As the 10. GReat God of Hosts revenge our Wrong On those who are in Mischiefe strong Vpon thy Foes Inflict our VVoes For Vengeance doth to Thee belong Judge of the World prevent The Proud and Insolent How long shall they the Just oppresse And triumphin their Wickednesse How long supplant Ah! how long vaunt And glory in their dire successe Thy Saints asunder break Insulting o're the Weak Who Strangers and poore VViddowes kill The blood of wretched Orphans spill And say Can he Or heare or see Doth God regard what 's good or ill Brute Beasts without a mind O Fools in knowledge blind Shall not th' Almighty see and heare VVho form'd the Eye and fram'd the Eare VVho Nations slew Not punish you VVho taught not know to him appeare Darke Counsels secret Fires Vaine Hopes and vast Desires Part. 2 But O! thrice blessed he whom God Chastiseth with his gentle Rod Informes and awes By sacred Lawes In stormes brought to a safe aboad VVhile the Unrighteous shall By winged Vengeance fall For he will not forsake th'Elect Nor who adore his Name reject But Judgement then Shall turne agen To Justice and her Throne Erect VVho are in Heart upright Shall follow that cleare Light VVhat mortall will th' Afflicted aid Depend when impious Foes invade Lord hadst not thou My Soule ere now In silent shades of Death had laid For he my Out-cries heard And from the Centre rear'd VVhen Griefe my labouring Soule confounds Thou powrest Balme into her wounds Shall Tyrannie VVith thee complie VVho Mischiefe for a Law propounds VVho swarme to circumvent And doome the Innocent But thou O Lord art my Defence My Refuge and my Recompence The Vicious shall By Vices fall By their owne Sinnes be swept from hence God shall cut off their breath And give them up to Death PSALME XCV As the 34. COme Sing the great Jehovah's Praise VVhose Mercies have prolong'd our Dayes Sing with a joyfull voyce VVith bending Knees and raised Eyes Adore your God ô sacrifice In sacred Hymnes rejoyce Great is the God of our Defence Transcending all in eminence His Hand the Earth sustaines The Depths the loftie Mountaines made The Land and liquid Plaines displaid And curbs them with his Reines O come before his Foot-stoole fall Our onely God who form'd us all Through Stormes of danger led He is our Shepheard we his Sheepe His Hands from Wolves and Rapine keepe In pleasant Pastures fed The Voice of God thus spake this Day Repine not as at Meribah As in the Wildernesse Where your Fore-fathers tempted me Who did my Workes of Wonder see And to their shame confesse VVhen vex't for fortie yeares I said This People in their hearts have strai'd Rebellious to command To whom I in my Anger swore That Death should seise on them before They knew this pleasant Land PSALME XCVI As the 29. NEw composed Ditties sing To our Everlasting King You all you of Humane birth Fed and nourisht by the Earth Celebrate Jehovah's Praise Daily his Deliveries blase His Glory let the Gentiles know To the VVorld his wonders show O how gracious ô how great Earth his Foot-stoole Heaven his Seat To be fear'd and honor'd more Then those gods whom Fooles adore Idols by their Servants made But our God the Heavens display'd Honour Beautie Power Divine In his Sanctuarie shine All who by his Favour live Glory to Jehovah give Glory due unto his Name And his Mightie Deeds proclame Offerings on his Altar lay There your Vowes devoutly pay In his beauteous Holinesse Part. 2 To the Lord your Prayer addresse All whom Earths round shoulders beare Serve the Lord with Joy and Feare Tell Mankinde Jehovah raignes He shall bind the world in Chaines So as it shall never slide And with sacred Justice guide Let the smiling Heavens rejoyce Joyfull Earth exalt her Voice Let the dancing Billowes rore Ecchoes answer from the Shore Fields their flowrie Mantles shake All shall in their Joy partake VVhile the VVoods Musicians sing To the ever-youthfull Spring Fill his Courts with sacred Mirth He He comes to judge the Earth Justly He the VVorld shall sway And his Truth to men display PSALME XCVII As the 8. O Earth joy in Jehovah's Raigne You numerous Iles claspt by the Maine Him rolling Clouds and Shades infold Judgement and Truth his Throne uphold VVho fierie Darts before him throwes VVith winged flames consumes his Foes His Lightning made a Day of Night Earth trembled at so fear'd a sight The Mountaines at his Presence sweat Like pliant VVax dissolv'd with Heat At his Descension from the Skie VVho rules the VVorlds great Monarchie The Heavens declare his Righteousnesse His Glorie wondering men confesse Let those with shame to Hell descend VVhose Knees to cursed Idols bend VVhose rockes for Deities implore O all you gods our God adore Rejoycing Sion heard her King Her Daughters of his Judgements sing Thou art exalted above all Mankinde and Pow'rs Angelicall Those Saints thy shady Wings protect VVho Sin abhorre and thee affect For thou hast sown the Seeds of Light And joy which shall invest th'Vpright You Just your joyfull Hearts elate His blest Memoriall celebrate PSALME XCVIII As the 47. SING to the King of kings Sing in unusuall Laies That hath wrought wondrous things His Conquest crown with Praise Whose Armes alone And sacred Hands Their impious Bands Have overthrown He Justice brings to light His saving Truth extends Even in the Gentiles sight To Earths remotest Ends. His Heavenly Grace At full displayd And promise made To Jacobs Race Let all that dwell on Earth Their high Affections raise VVith universall Mirth And loudly sing his Praise To Musick joyne The warbling
Voice Let all rejoyce With Joy divine The sprightly Trumpet sound The shrill-voic'd Cornet bring Let all with Joy abound Before the Lord our King Rore out you Seas You spangled Skies All you comprise Rejoyce with these Flouds clap your thronging waves You Hils exalt your mirth He who his People saves Now comes to judge the Earth The round World shall VVith Justice trie His Equitie Dispenst to all PSALME XCIX As the 29. LEt our Foes with terrour quake Let the Earths Foundation shake Now the Lord his Raigne begins Thron'd betweene the Cherubins O how great in Sions Towers High above all Mortall Powers Great and terrible his Name Since so holy praise the same Judgement his great Power affects Yet by Equitie directs These celestiall Twins imbrace These reflect on Jacobs Race O how holy above all Honour at his Foot-stoole fall Moses Aaron heretofore Among those who Mitres wore Samuel by Vow desir'd Among those who were inspir'd These to him their Praiers preferr'd These by him as soone were heard These his Statutes rarely brake Unto these th' Almightie spake In the Pillar of a Cloud To his Service ever vow'd He did their Petitions heare Mercifull and yet severe The Holy on his holy Hill Glorifie and worship still PSALME C. As the 47. All from the Suns uprise Unto his Setting Raies Resound in Jubilees The great Jehovah's Praise Him serve alone In triumph bring Your Gifts and sing Before his Throne Man drew from Man his Birth But God his noble Frame Built of the ruddy Earth Fill'd with caelestiall Flame His Sons we are Sheep by him led Preserv'd and fed With tender care O to his Portals presse In your divine resorts VVith Thanks his Power professe And praise him in his Courts How good how pure His Mercies last His promise past For ever sure PSALME CI. As the 46. OF Justice I and Mercy sing Which Lord from thee their Fountain spring The Graces that adorn a King Grave Wisdome shall my steps direct No Vice my heart nor Roofe infect When wilt thou visit thine Elect No pleasure shall mine eyes misguide Who from the Tract of Vertue slide Just Hate shall from my Soul divide Who mischief in their Hearts contrive Delight in Wrong in Factions strive I from my peacefull Court will drive Who hath his Friend with Slander strook I will cut off nor ever brook A proud Heart and a haughty Look Mine Eyes the Faithfull shall observe Those in my Family shall serve Who never from pure Vertue swerve But who are exercis'd in Guile Whose Tongues malicious Lies defile I from my Presence will exile And all the VVicked in the Land VVill cut off with a timely Hand Nor shall they in Gods Citie stand PSALME CII As the 22. ACcept my Prayers nor to the Cry Of my Affliction stop thine Eare Lord in the time of Misery And sad restraint serene appeare The Sighings of my Spirit heare And when I call with speed reply As Smoke so fleets my Soule away My marrow dry'd as Harths with heat My heart struck down like withered Hay Through Sorrow I forsake my meat While meagre cares my Liver eate The clinging Skin my Bones display Like Desert-haunting Pelicans In Cities not lesse desolate Like Screech-Owles who with ominous straines Disturb the Night and day-light hate A Sparrow which hath lost his Mate And on a Pinacle complaines Reviling Foes my Honour blast And frantick men my ruine sweare For Bread I roll'd-on ashes tast Each drop I drink mixt with a teare For Lord O who thy Wrath can beare Thou raisest and dost head-long cast My Daies short as the Evening shade As Morning Dew consume away As Grasse cut downe with Sithes I fade Or like a flower cropt yesterday But Lord thou suffer'st no decay Thy Promises shall never vade For thou shalt from thy Rest arise Since now th' appointed time drawes neare And look on Sions miseries Her Walls and batter'd Buildings reare VVhose ruins to thy Saints are deare For they her Dust as sacred prise Part. 2 Thy Name then shall the Gentiles praise All Kings thy Honour celebrate For when the Lord shall Sion raise His Glory shall ascend in State So prone to heare the Desolate And succour them in all assaies Unto eternall Memory Our Histories shall this record And all that are created by His pow'rfull Hand shall feare the Lord Who doth such Grace to his afford And on the Earth looks from on high To heare the pensive Captives grone The Sons of Death by him unbound His Name againe in Sion known That Salem may his Praise resound When in his Service all the Round Of Earth shall there be joyn'd in one Yet Lord amidst these Hopes thou hast Consum'd my strength abridg'd my yeares Before my Noon of Life be past Let me not die thus drown'd in teares Time wasts not thee which all out-weares Thy happy Daies for ever last Thou mad'st the Earth thou didst display The Heavens in various motion roll'd These and their Glories shall decay But thou shalt thy existence hold They like a Garment shall grow old And in their changes passe away But thou art still the same before The World and after shalt remaine You blessed Soules who God adore VVith Patient Hope your harmes sustaine For you shall prosper in his Reign And yours subsist for evermore PSALME CIII As the 8. MY Soule and all my Faculties Jehovah praise sing till the Skies Re-eccho his ascending Fame My Soule O celebrate his Name Nor ever let the memory Of his surpassing Favours die He gently pardons our misdeeds And cures the VVound which inward bleeds Hath from the Chains of Death unbound With Clemency and Mercy crown'd VVith Food our Hunger he subdues And Eagle-like our Youth renues His Justice he extends to all Oppressors by his Vengeance fall His sacred Paths to Moses shown His Miracles to Israel known From Him the Springs of Mercy flow Swift to forgive to anger slow For he will not for ever chide Nor constant to his VVrath abide But mildly from his Rage relents And shortens our due Punishments For as the Heavens in amplitude Exceed the Centre they include So ample is his Clemencie To all who on his Grace relie Part. 2 As farre as the bright Orient Is distant from the Suns Descent So farre he sets from his Aspect Their Cuilt who him with feare affect And as a Father to his Child So soft so quickly reconcil'd He knowes the Fabrick of us all That dust is our Originall Man flourisheth like Grasse a Flower That blowes and withers in an houre By scorching heat by blasting Wind Deflowr'd and leaves no print behind But his firme Mercy shall imbrace His Saints for ever and their Race Those who his equall Lawes fulfill Remember and performe his VVill. In Heaven the great Jehovah reigns And governs all that Earth contains You Angels who in strength exceed VVho him obey with winged speed You ordred Hosts of radiant Stars O you his flaming Ministers All
Deserts showes For he his sacred Promise call'd to minde To Abraham his Friend and Servant sign'd Thus he his People brought from servitude VVhose long-felt miseries in joy conclude From hence the Heathen by our Weapons chac'd And us his sonnes in their possessions plac'd That from his Statutes we might never swerve O praise the Lord and him devoutly serve PSALME CVI. As the 72. VVITH gratefull hearts Jehovahs praise resound In goodnesse great whose Mercy hath no bound VVhat Language can expresse his mighty deeds Or utter his due praise which words exceeds Thrice blessed they who his commands observe Nor ever from the tract of Justice swerve Great God O with benevolent aspect Even with the love thou bear'st to thine Elect Behold and succour That my ravisht Eyes May see a period of their miseries VVho Thee adore that I may give a voice To thy great Acts and in their joy rejoyce We as our Fathers have thy Grace exil'd Revolted and our Souls with Sin defil'd They of thy Miracles in Egypt wrought So full of Feare and Wonder never thought Thy Mercies then their haires in number more But murmur'd on the Erythraean Shore Yet for his Honour sav'd them from the Foe That all the VVorld his wondrous Power might know There the commanded Sea asunder rent VVhile Israel through his dusty Chanel went VVhom He from Pharaoh and his Army saves The swift-returning Flouds their fatall Graves Part. 2 Then they his VVord believ'd and sung his Praise Yet soone forgot and wandred from his VVaies VVho long for flesh to pamper their excesse And tempt him in the barren Wildernesse He grants their wish and with a Flight of Fowles Sent meager Death into their hungry Soules They Moses gentle Government oppose And envy Aaron whom the Lord had chose The yawning Earth then in her silent womb Did Dathan and Abirams Troups intomb A swiftly-spreading Fire among them burnes And those Conspirators to Ashes turnes Yet they the slaves of Sin in Horeb made A Calfe of Gold and to an Idol prai'd The Lord their Glory thus exchanged they For th' Image of a Beast that feeds on Hay Forgot their Saviour all his Wonders shown In Zoan and the Plains by Nile o'reflown The VVonders acted by his pow'rfull Hand VVhere the Red-Sea obey'd his stern Command God had pronounc'd their ruine Moses then His Servant Moses and the best of Men Stood in the Breach which their Rebellion made And by his Prayer the hand of Vengeance staid Part. 3 Yea they this fruitfull Paradise despis'd Nor his so-oft-confirmed Promise priz'd But mutined against their faithfull Guide And basely wisht they had in Egypt dy'd For this the Lord advanc'd his dreadfull Hand To overthrow them on th' Arabian Sand To scatter their rebellious Seed among Their Foes expos'd to Poverty and Wrong Besides Baal-Peor they ador'd and fed On Sacrifices offer'd to the Dead Thus their Impieties the Lord incense Who smote them with devouring Pestilence But when with noble anger Phinees slew The bold Offenders He his Plagues with-drew This was reputed for a righteous Deed Which should for ever consecrate his Seed So they at Meribah his Anger mov'd The sacred Prophet for their sakes reprov'd Their Cries his Saint-like sufferance provoke Who rashly in his Soules distemper spoke Nor ever entred the affected Land They still rebellious to divine Command Preserv'd those Nations by his Wrath subdu'd Mixt with the Heathen and their Sins pursu'd Their cursed Idols serve with Rites profane Snares to their Soule and from no Crime abstaine Their Sons and Virgin daughters sacrifice Part. 4 To Divels and looke on with tearelesse eyes Defil'd the Land with innocent blood which sprung From their owne loines on flaming Altars flung Vnto adulterate Deities they praid And worshipped those Gods their hands had made These crying Sins exasperate the Lord VVho now his owne inheritance abhorr'd Given up unto the Heathen for a Prey Slaves to their Foes who hate them most obey Deliver'd oft as oft his Wrath provoke And with increasing Sins renew their Yoke Yet he compassionates their miseries And with soft pity heares their mournfull Cries His former Promise calls to mind relents And in his Mercy of his Wrath repents In salvage Hearts unknowne Compassion bred By whom but lately into thraldome led Great God of gods thy Votaries protect And from among the Barbarous recollect That we to Thee may dedicate our Daies And joyntly triumph in thy glorious Praise Blest O for ever blest be Israels King All you his People Halelu-jah sing Amen Amen A PARAPHRASE VPON THE FIFTH BOOKE OF THE PSALMES OF DAVID PSALME CVII As the 8. EXtoll and our good God adore Whose Sea of Mercy hath no Shore O you by Tyrants late opprest Now from your servile Yokes releast Praise him who your Redemption wrought And home from barbarous Nations brought From where the Morn her Wings displaies From where the Evening crowns the Daies Beneath the burning Zone and neare The Influence of the freezing Beare They in unpeopled Deserts straid The Heavens their Roofe the Clouds their shade Their Soules with thirst and hunger faint None by to pity their Complaint VVhen to the Lord their God they cry'd His Mercy their extreams supply'd He led them through the Wildernesse And gave them Cities to possesse O you his Goodnesse celebrate His Acts to all the World relate For he in foodlesse Deserts fed The Hungry with coelestiall Bread From wondring Rocks new Currents roule Part. 2 To satisfie the thirsty Soule Those Rebels who his Counsell slight Imprison'd in the shades of Night Horrors of Guilt their Souls surprise When humbled with their miseries They to the Lord addrest their Praiers His Mercy comforts their Despaires From Darknesse drawes dissolves their Gieves And from Deaths Jawes preserves their lives O you his Goodnesse celebrate His Acts to all the World relate He breaks Steel-barres and Gates of Brasse To force a way for His to passe Those Fools whom pleasing Sins intice Are punisht by their darling Vice Their Souls all sorts of Food distaste Whom Troops of pale Disease waste When they to God direct their Praiers His Mercy comforts their Despaires His Word restores them from their Graves And from a dreadfull Ruine saves O you his Goodnesse celebrate His Acts to all the World relate Due Praises to his Altar bring And of your great Redemption sing Part. 3 VVho saile upon the toiling Maine And traffick in pursuit of Gaine To such his Power is not unknowne Nor wonders in the Ocean showne At his Command black Tempests rise Then mount they to the troubled Skies Thence sinking to the Depths below The Ship Hulls as the Billowes flow And all Aboord at every seele Like Drunkards on the Hatches reele VVhen they to God direct their Prayers His Mercy comforts their Despaires Forthwith the bitter Storms asswage And foming Seas suppresse their Rage Then singing with a prosperous gale To their desired Harbour saile O you his Goodnesse celebrate His Acts to
thy Lawes affect Shine on my Soule thy Statutes teach mine Eyes Shed showres of teares when men thy Lawes despise TSADDI Part. 18 As Thou thy Selfe so all thy Lawes are just Faithfull to those who in thy Promise trust Zeale hath consum'd me for my Foes neglect Of thy pure Lawes which I in heart affect Those to observe though meane and scorn'd intend Truth crownes thy Word thy Justice without end These in my griefe and trouble comfort give Informe with Knowledge that my Soule may live COPH. Part. 19 O heare my cries preserve his life who will Thy Laws obey and just Commands fulfill My Eies out-watch the Night my cries prevent The early Morne in due Devotion spent Heare and revive thy Justice execute On lawlesse men preserve from their pursuit Thy oft-tri'd Mercy ever is at hand Thy Judgements on eternall Bases stand RESCH. Part. 20 Behold my sorrowes patronize my cause Thy Word performe to him that keepes thy Lawes Death shall devoure who thy Commands neglect Thou great in Mercy my sought life protect In all extreames I have thy VVill observ'd Griev'd when Transgressors from thy Statutes swerv'd To me who love thy Lawes thy Grace extend Thy Truth began with Time and knowes no end SCHIN Part. 21 Tyrants oppresse thy VVord restraines my Minde VVherein I joy like those who Treasure finde Fraud I abhorre inamour'd on thy VVaies Seven times a Day my Lips thy Justice praise VVho love thy Lawes sweet Peace and Safetie blesse In Thee I hope nor thy just Will transgresse Thy Word observe thy Statutes I affect Which through these humane Seas my course direct TAV Part. 22 Accept my Prayers with Knowledge Lord indue From Death redeeme since to thy Promise true Thy Statutes taught I will thy Praise resound Thy Word extoll and Lawes with Justice crown'd These are my choice uphold with thy right Hand Who feed on Hope and joy in thy Command Prolong my life that I thy Praise may sing Lord thy straid Sheepe backe to thy Pasture bring PSALME CXX As the 5. DIstrest and in my minde dismay'd When destitute of humane aid To Thee successefully I prai'd Lord shield me from the Fraudulent From those that are on malice bent Who envious Calumnies invent O thou false tongue steep't in the gall Of Serpents what reward for all Thy mischiefe shall to thee befall Like Arrowes shot from Parthian strings Fir'd Juniper and Scorpions stings Such art thou ô thou worst of things Wo's me that I from Israel Exiled must in Mesech dwell And in the Tents of Ismael O how long shall I live with those Whose savage minds sweet Peace oppose Where Fury by disswasion growes PSALME CXXI As the 15. TO the Hils thine Eies erect Helpe from those alone expect He who Heaven and Earth hath made Shall from Sion send thee aid God thy ever-watchfull Guide Will not suffer thee to slide He even he who Israel keepes Never slumbers never sleepes He thy Guard with Wings display'd Shall refresh Thee in their Shade Suns shall not with heat infect But their temperate beames reflect Nor unwholsome Serene shall From the Moones moyst influence fall When thou travel'st on the way VVhen at home thou spend'st the Day VVhen sweet Peace thy life delights VVhen imbroil'd in bloudie Fights God shall all thy steps attend Now and evermore defend PSALME CXXII As the cxi O Happy Summons to the Court And Temple of the Lord resort Jerusalem our Feet shall tread VVithin thy VValls O thou the Head Of all the Earth and Judah's Throne Three Cities strongly joyn'd in one The Tribes in throngs to Thee ascend The Tribes which on the Lord depend Fat Offerings to his Altar bring And his immortall Praises sing There shall he his Tribunall place The Judgement-seat of Davids Race Your joyes shall with your daies increase VVho love and pray for Salems Peace May Peace within thy VValls abound Thy Palaces with joy resound Even for my Friends and Kindreds sake May never VVarre thy Bulwarkes shake Even for the hope of Israel And House where God vouchsafes to dwell PSALME CXXIII As the 34. THou mover of the rolling Spheares I through the Glasses of my Teares To Thee my Eies erect As Servants marke their Masters hands As Maids their Mistresses commands And liberty expect So we deprest by enemies And growing troubles fixe our Eies On God who sits on High Till he in mercy shall descend To give our miseries an end And turne our teares to joy O save us Lord by all forlorne The subject of contempt and scorne Defend us from their pride VVho live in fluency and ease VVho with our woes their malice please And miseries deride PSALME CXXIV As the 72. BVT that God fought for us may Israel say But that God fought for us in that sad Day VVhen men inflam'd with wrath against us rose VVe had alive beene swallowed by our Foes Then had we sunke beneath the roaring Waves And in their horrid entrailes found our graves Then had their violence like torrents powr'd From melting Hils our wretched lives devour'd O blest be God! who hath not given our bloud To quench their thirst nor made our flesh their food Our Soules like Birds have scap't the Fowlers Net The snares are broke which for our lives were set Our onely confidence is in his Name VVho made the Earth and Heavens immortall frame PSALME CXXV As the 9. THey who the Lord their Fortresse make Shall like the Towers of Sion rise VVhich dreadfull Earth-quakes never shake Nor raging tumults of the skies Lo as the Hils of Solyma Divine Jerusalem enclose So shall his Angels in the Day Of danger shield them from their Foes The Wicked shall not long subject Their holy Race lest through despaire They should the Lawes of God neglect And be as their Commanders are Lord to the Good be good the Just Protect Their punishments increase Who follow their rebellious lust But crowne thy Israel with Peace PSALME CXXVI As the cxi VVHen God had our deliverance wrought And Sion out of Bondage brought It seem'd to us a Dreame who were Distracted betweene Hope and Feare Then sacred Joy fill'd every Brest In flowing Mirth and Songs exprest The wondring Heathen oft would say How good how great a God have they Great things for us the Lord hath wrought Above the reach of humane thought We therefore will his praises sing The Remnant Lord from Bondage bring As Rivers through the parched Sand Or showres which fall on thirsty land VVho sow in Teares shall reape in Joy We after long Captivity Unto our native Soile retire The scope and crowne of our desire PSALME CXXVII As the 7. VNlesse the Lord the house sustaine They build in vaine In vaine they watch unlesse the Lord The City guard In vaine you rise before the Light And breake the slumbers of the Night In vaine the bread of sorrow eat Got by your sweat Unlesse the Lord with good successe Your labours blesse For he all good on
Prisoners chaines To the blind restores his sight Reares who fall by wicked might Righteousnesse his Soule affects Friendlesse Strangers he protects Widdowes and the Fatherlesse Those confounds who these oppresse Zion God thy God shall raigne While the Poles their Orbs sustaine Halelu-jah PSALME CXLVII As the CXI IEhovah praise with one consent How comely sweet how excellent To sing our great Creators praise Whose hands late ruin'd Salem raise Collecting scattered Israel That they in their owne Townes may dwell He cures the sorrowes of our minds Our wounds imbalmes and softly binds He numbers Heavens bright-sparkling Flames And calls them by their severall Names Great is our God and great in might His knowledge O most infinite The Humble unto Thrones erects The Insolent to Earth dejects Present your thanks to our great King On solemne Harps his Praises sing Who Heaven with gloomy Vapors hides And timely Raine for Earth provides With grasse he cloths the pregnant Hils And hungry beasts with Herbage fils He feeds the Ravens croaking brood Left by the Old that cry for food Part. 2 He cares not for the strength of Horse Nor mans strong limbs and matchlesse force But those affects who in his Path Their feet direct with constant Faith O Solyma Jehovah praise To God thy Voice O Sion raise Who hath thy City fortify'd Thy streets with Citizens supply'd Firme peace in all thy borders set And fed thee with the flowre of Wheat He sends forth his Commands which flie More swift then Lightning through the Skie The Snow-like VVooll on Mountains spreads And hoary Frosts like Ashes sheds While solid Flouds their course refraine VVhat Mortall can his cold sustain At this Command by Wind and Sun Dissolv'd th'unfetter'd Rivers run His Lawes to Jacob he hath showne His Judgements are to Israel knowne Not so with other Nations deales From whom his Statutes he conceales PSALME CXLVIII As the 29. Halelu-jah YOu who dwell above the Skies Free from humane miseries You whom highest Heaven imbowres Praise the Lord with all your powers Angels your cleare Voices raise Him you Heavenly Armies praise Sun and Moone with borrow'd light All you sparkling Eyes of Night Waters hanging in the aire Heaven of Heavens his Praise declare His deserved Praise record His who made you by his Word Made you evermore to last Set you bounds not to be past Let the Earth his Praise resound Monstrous Whales and Seas profound Vapors Lightning Haile and Snow Stormes which when he bids them blow Flowry Hils and Mountains high Cedars neighbours to the Skie Trees that fruit in season yield All the Cattell of the Field Salvage beasts all creeping things All that cut the Aire with wings You who awfull Scepters sway You inured to obey Princes Judges of the Earth All of high and humble birth Youths and Virgins flourishing In the beauty of your spring You who bow with Ages weight You who were but borne of late Praise his Name with one consent O how great how excellent Then the Earth profounder farre Higher then the highest Starre He will his to honour raise You his Saints resound his Praise You who are of Jacobs Race And united to his Grace Halelu-jah PSALME CXLIX As the 29. TO the God whom we adore Sing a Song unsung before His immortall Praise reherse Where his Holy Saints converse Israel O thou his Choice In thy Makers Praise rejoyce Zions Sons rejoyce and sing To the Honour of your King In the Dance his Praise resound Strike the Harp let Timbrels sound God in Goodnesse infinite In his People takes delight God with safety will adorne Those whom men afflict with scorne Let his Saints in glory joy Sing as in their Beds they lie Highly praise the living Lord Arm'd with their two-edged Sword All the Heathen to confound And the Nations bordering round Binding all their Kings with cords Fettring their captived Lords That they in divine pursuit May his judgements execute As 't is writ such Honour shall Unto all his Saints befall Halelu-jah PSALME CL. As the 29. Halelu-jah PRaise the Lord inthron'd on high Praise him in his Sanctitie Praise him for his mighty Deeds Praise him who in Power exceeds Praise with Trumpets pierce the Skies Praise with Harps and Psalteries Praise with Timbrels Organs Flutes Praise with Violins and Lutes Praise with silver Cymbals sing Praise on those which loudly ring Angels all of humane birth Praise the Lord of Heaven and Earth Halelu-jah A PARAPHRASE VPON ECCLESIASTES Chap. 1 THis Sermon the much-knowing Preacher made King Davids Sonne who Judah's Scepter swai'd O restlesse vanitie of Vanities All is but vanitie the Preacher cries What profit have we by our Labors won Of all beneath the Circuit of the Sun The Earth is fix't we fleeting as one Age Departs another enters on the Stage The setting Sunne resignes his Throne to Night Then hastens to restore the morning Light The Winde flyes to the South shifts to the North And wheeles about to where it first brake forth All Rivers run into th' insatiate Maine From thence to their old Fountaines creepe againe Incessantly all toyle The searching Minde The Eye and Eare no satisfaction finde What is hath beene what hath beene shall ensue And nothing underneath the Sun is new Of what can it be truely said Behold This never was The same hath beene of old For former Ages we remember not And what is now will be in time forgot Lo I the Preacher King of Israel Who in abilitie and power excell In wisedomes search apply'd my Industrie To know what ever was beneath the skie For God this toile on Mans ambition layes To travell in so intricate a Maze I all their workes have seene all are but vaine Conceiv'd with sorrow and brought forth with paine The crooked never can be rectifi'd Nor the defective numbred or supply'd Thus in my Heart I said Thou art arriv'd At Honors hight more wisedome hast achev'd Then all that liv'd in Solyma before Thy Knowledge Judgement and Experience more As wisedome so I folly did pursue And madnesse try'de these were vexations too Much wisedome great anxieties infest And griefe of Minde by Knowledge is increast Chap. 2 I said in my owne Heart Goe on and prove What Mirth can do tast the delights of Love In Pleasures change thy carelesse Houres imploy This also was a false and emptie Joy Avaunt said I O Laughter thou art mad Vaine Mirth what canst thou to contentment adde Then sought the cares of Study to decline With liberall feasts and flowing Bowles of Wine With all my wisedome exercis'd to try If she at length with folly could comply And to discover that Beatitude VVhich Mortals all their lives so much pursu'd Great workes I finish'd sumptuous Houses built My Cedar roofes with Gold of Ophir guilt Choice Vineyards planted Paradises made Stor'd with all sorts of fruits with Trees of shade And water'd with coole Rivolets tha dril'd Along the Borders these my Fish-pooles fil'd For service and Delight I
beg our bread with stretcht-out hands Our Fathers who transgrest in Death remaine And we the pressure of their sins sustaine Who were our vassals now our Soveraignes are And none survive to comfort our despaire With perill of our lives we seeke our food The sword in pathlesse Deserts thirsts for blood While Stormes of Famine mutiny within And like a furnace tan the saplesse skin In Judah's Cities Virgins they deflowre In Sion ravisht wives their wrongs deplore They crucifie our Princes in their rage Nor honour the aspect of reverend Age. Our Youth enforce to grind with lashes gall And Boyes beneath their cruell Burthens fall No Judge on high Tribunals now appeares No Musick drawes our Soules into our Eares Joy from our broken hearts exiled flyes Our mirth is chang'd to mourning Elegies The crowne from our ecclipsed Browes is torne By all except thy punishments forlorne Woe to our Sins for these we waste our yeares In Servitude We drowne our Eyes with teares For thee deserted Sion Foxes dwell Among thy ruines who our woes can tell Yet Lord thou ever liv'st Thy Throne shall last When funerall Flames the World to Cinders waste O why hast thou so long forgot thine owne Wilt thou forsake us as if never knowne O call us back that we thy face may view Those happy Dayes we once enjoy'd renew But thou hast cast us off to tread the path Of Exile made the Object of thy wrath A PARAPHRASE VPON THE SONGS COLLECTED OVT OF THE OLD AND NEW TESTAMENTS EXODVS 15. As the 8. Psalme THE Praise of our triumphant King And of his Victory we sing Who in the Seas with horrid force O'rethrew the Rider and his Horse My Strength my God my Argument My Fathers God hath safety sent To him will I a Mansion raise There celebrate his glorious Praise His Sword hath won eternall fame And great Jehovah is his Name Lo Pharaoh's Chariots his proud Hoast Are in the swallowing Billowes lost God in the fathomlesse Profound Hath all his choice Commanders drown'd Downe sunk they like a falling stone By raging Whirl-pits ovethrowne Thy pow'rfull Hand these VVonders wrought Our Foes by Thee to ruine brought Thou all that durst against thee fight Hast crusht by thy prevailing Might Thy VVrath thy Foes to Cinders turnes As Fire the Sun-dri'd Stubble burnes Part 2 Blowne by thy Nostrils breath the Floud In heaps like solid Mountains stood The Seas divided Heart congeal'd Her sandy Bottom first reveal'd Pursue o're take th' Aegyptians cry'd Let us their wealthy Spoile divide Our Sword these Fugitives destroy And with their Slaughter feast our Joy Thou blew'st those Hils their Billowes spread In mightie Seas they sunke like Lead What God is like our God! so high So excellent in Sanctitie Whose glorious Praise such terror breeds So wonderfull in all thy Deeds Thy Hand out-stretcht the closing VVomb Of VVaves gave all his Host one Tomb. But us who have thy Mercy try'd In our Redemption thou wilt guide Guide by thy Power till we possesse The Mansion of thy Holinesse Part. 3 Our Foes shall this with terrour heare Sad Palaestine grow pale with feare Those who the Edomites command And Moabs Chiefs shall trembling stand The Hearts of Canaan melt away Like Snow before the Suns bright Ray. Horror shall seize on all not one But stand like Statues cut in Stone Vntill thy People passe even those VVhom thou hast ransom'd from their Foes Thou shalt conduct and plant them where Thy fruitfull Hils their Shoulders reare By thy Election dignifi'd VVhere thou for ever shalt abide Thy Reigne eternall King shall last VVhen Heaven and Earth in vapours waste While Pharaoh's Chariots and his Horse 'Twixt walls of Seas their way inforce Thy Hand reduc'd th'obedient Waves VVhich clos'd them in their rowling Graves But Israel through the bottome sand Securely past as on dry Land DEVTERONOMY XXXII As the 1. Psalme LEND O you Heavens unto my voyce an eare And thou O Earth what I shall utter heare My words shall fall like Deaw like April showers On tender Herbs and new-disclosed Flowers VVhile I the Goodnesse of our God proclaime O celebrate his great and glorious Name Our Rocke whose VVorks are perfect Justice leads And equall Judgement walks the VVay he treads In him unstain'd Sincerity excels The God of Truth in whom no falshood dwels But you are all corrupt perverse nor beare Those Marks about you which his Children weare O fooles depriv'd of intellectuall Light Doe you your great Preserver thus requite Your Father He who made you did select From all the World and with his Beauty deck'd Remember aske the Ancient They will tell What in old times and Ages past befell VVhen the most High did distribute the Earth VVith liberall hand to all of humane birth VVhen yet you were not He according to Your numerous Race design'd a Seat for you Part. 2 His People are his Portion Jacobis Th' Inheritance alone reserv'd for His. He when he wandred through a desert land And in a horrid Wildernesse of sand Conducted taught him his high Mysteries And kept him as the Apples of his Eyes As the old Eagle on her Ayery spreads Her fostring Plumes renewes their downy beds Feeds traines them for the flight subdues their feares And on her soaring wings her Eaglets beares So he sustein'd So led him He alone No stranger-Gods to Israel then were knowne Whom like a Horse the towring Mountaines bore That those rich fields might feast him with their store With Honey the hard Rocks supply'd his want And pure Oyle dril'd from cliffes of Adamant Him with the Milke of Ewes with Butter fed With fat of Lambs and Rams in Bashan bred With flesh of Goats with Wheats pure Kernels fill'd And dranke the Bloud which from the Grape distill'd Part. 3 But Jesurun grew fat kickt like a Horse Full of high feeding and untamed force Forsooke his God who made sustein'd adorn'd And that strong Rocke of his Salvation scorn'd VVith barbarous Gods and execrable Rites His Jealousie and Wrath at once excites To Divels they profanely sacrific'd Gods made with hands before their Maker priz'd Gods brought from forraigne Nations strange and new Gods which their Ancestors nor fear'd nor knew Their Father their firme Rocke remembred not And Him who had created them forgot This having seene with burning eyes the Lord His Daughters and degenerate Sons abhor'd Said from these Rebels I will hide my face And see the end of this unfaithfull Race Since they with Gods that are but Gods in Name My Soule with so great Jelousie inflame And through their vanities my wrath incense I by the like will punish their offence Their Glory to an unknowne Nation grant And in their roome a foolish People plant Part. 4 A fire is kindled in my wrath which shall Even in the depth of Hell devoure them all Polluted Earth with her productions burne And ayery Mountaines into ashes turne One misery another shall invite And all my arrowes in
the Silk-worms womb Such as a Conquerer become Great God! So perishall thy Foes Love such as love thee O let those Shine like the Sun when he displaies I' th' Orient his increasing Raies 1 SAMVEL II. As the 29. Psalme GOD hath rais'd my head on high O my Heart inlarge thy joy God hath now my Tongue unti'd To retort their scorne and pride In thy Grace I will rejoyce Praise thee while I have a voyce VVho so holy as our Lord VVho but he to be ador'd VVho such Wonders can effect Who so strongly can protect Be no longer arrogant Nor in Folly proudly vaunt God our secret thoughts displaies All our works his Ballance weighes Giants Bowes his Forces breake He with strength invests the Weake Who were full now serve for bread Those who serv'd infranchised Barren VVombs with Children flow Fruitfull Mothers childlesse grow Part. 2 God fraile Man of life deprives Those who sleepe in Death revives Leads us to our silent Tombes Brings us from those horrid Roomes Riches sends sends Poverty Casteth downe and lifts on high He from the despised Dust From the Dunghill takes the Just To the height of Honour brings Plants them in the Thrones of Kings God Earths mighty Pillars made He the World upon them laid He his Servants feet will guide Wicked Soules who swell with Pride Will in endlesse Darknesse chaine Since all humane strength is vaine He shall grind his Enemies Blast with Lightning from the Skies Judge the habitable Earth All of high and humble birth Shall with strength his King renowne And his Christ with Glory crowne II. SAMUVEL I. As the 39. Psalme THY Beauty Israel is fled Sunke to the Dead How are the Valiant fal'n the Slaine Thy Mountaines staine O let it not in Gath be knowne Nor in the streets of Ascalon Lest that sad Story should excite Their dire delight Lest in the Torrent of our woe Their pleasure flow Lest their triumphant Daughters ring Their Cymbals and curs'd Paeans sing You Hils of Gilboa never may You Offrings pay No Morning Deaw nor fruitfull showers Cloth you with Flowers Saul and his Armes there made a Spoile As if untoucht with sacred Oyle The Bow of noble Jonathan Great Battailes wan His Arrows on the Mighty fed With Slaughter red Saul never rais'd his Arme in vaine His Sword still glutted with the Slaine How lovely O how pleasant when They liv'd with Men Then Eagles swifter stronger farre Then Lions are Whom love in life so strongly ty'd The stroke of Death could not divide Sad Israels Daughters weepe for Saul Lament his fall Who fed you with the Earths increase And crown'd with Peace With Robes of Tyrian Purple deckt And Gems which sparkling light reflect How are thy Worthies by the Sword Of Warre devour'd O Jonathan the better part Of my torne Heart The salvage Rocks have drunke thy bloud My Brother O how kind how good Thy love was great O never more To Man Man bore No Woman when most passionate Lov'd at that rate How are the Mighty fal'n in fight They and their Glory set in Night II. SAMVEL VII As the 4. Psalme MY Lord my God O who am I Or what is my poore Family That thou should'st crowne With Power renowne And raise my Throne on high As this were little in my place Hast promis'd to confirme my Race Doe men O Lord To men afford Such such transcendent Grace Not to be hop'd for nor desir'd Not to be utter'd but admir'd My Thoughts to me Then they to thee Lesse knowne when most retir'd These great things did'st Thou to fulfill Thy Word and never-changing Will Into my Sight This knowing Light Thy Wisdomes Beames distill In Goodnesse as in Power compleat No God but thee O who so great All this of old Our Fathers told And often did repeat What Nation breaths who can or dare With thee O Israel compare For whom alone God left his Throne As his peculiar Care To amplifie his Name to doe Such great such fearefull things for you Such Wonders wrought From Aegypt brought From men from gods withdrew Establisht by divine Decree That thou might'st be our God and we For evermore Thy Name adore As consecrate to Thee Part. 2 Now Lord effect what thou hast said The Promise to thy Servant made Confirme by Deed What to his Seed Thy Word long since displaid Great God O be thou magnifi'd VVhose Hands the strife of VVarre decide Let Davids Race Before thy Face For ever fixt abide Thou saidst who Israel dost protect I will my Servants House erect My Thoughts indu'd With gratitude These Prayers to Thee direct Thou Lord in Goodnesse infinite VVhose VVord and Truth like Twins unite Thy Promise hath Confirm'd my Faith And fill'd me with delight Be then my House for ever blest Of thy deare Presence still possest Thus hast thou said This Promise made O with thy Grace invest ESAY V. As the 9. Psalme NOw I to my Beloved will A Song of my Beloved sing He hath a Vineyard on a Hill VVhich all the Yeare enjoy'd the Spring This he inclosed with a Mound Pickt up the Stones which scatter'd lay VVith generous Vines plants the rich Ground Dig'd pruin'd and weeded every day To presse the Clusters made a Frame Plac'd in a new erected Tower But when th' expected Vintage came For good the Grapes prov'd wild and sowre You who on Judah's Hils reside VVho Citizens of Salem be Doe you the Controverse decide Betweene my Vineyard judge and me Though partiall Judge Could I have more To my ungratefull Vineyard done Yet such unpleasant Clusters bore Vnworthy of the soyle or Sunne Then know This Vineyard late my Joy Manured with such diligence Wild Bores and Foxes shall destroy When I have trampled downe her Fence Then shall she unregarded lye Vndig'd unpruin'd with Brambles spread No gentle Clouds shall on her dry And thirsty Wombe their moisture shed That ancient House of Israel The great Jehovahs Vineyard is They who on Judah's Mountaines dwell Those choice and pleasant Plants of his From whom he Justice did expect But Rapine and Oppression found Thought they sweet Concord would affect When all with Strife and Cryes abound ESAY XXVI As the 2. Psalme OVR Sion strongly is secur'd Which God himselfe hath fortifi'd High Bulwarks rais'd on every side And with immortall Walls immur'd Her Gates at their approach display Who Justice love and Truth obey Who fix on him their confidence He will in constant Peace preserve O then with Faith Jehovah serve Your strong and ever sure Defence VVho hurles the Mighty from their Thrones And Cities turnes to Heaps of stones Their Structures levels with the Floore VVhich Sepulchres of Dust inclose Trod underneath the Feet of those That were of late Despis'd and Poore Straight is the VVay the Righteous tread By Thee at once inform'd and led For we thy Judgements Lord expect And onely on thy Grace relye To thy great Name and Memory Th' Affections of our Soules erect My
Soule pursues thee in the Night And when the Morne displayes her Light Part. 2 Didst thou thy Judgements exercise Then Mortals should the Truth discerne And yet the Wicked would not learne But thy extended Grace despise Among the Just to Injustice sold Nor will thy Majesty behold Shouldst thou advance thine Arme on High Though wilfull-blind yet should they view The Shame and Vengeance which pursue All those who thy deare Saints envy Those vindicating Flames which burne Thy Foes shall them to Cinders turne Thou our eternall peace hast wrought And in our works thy Wonders showne Though other Lords besides our owne Had us to their subjection brought Yet through thy onely Goodnesse we Remembred both thy Name and Thee Dead are they never more to rise From those darke Caves of endlesse Night Nor ever shall the cheerefull Light Revisit with their closed eyes Thy Vengeance hath expel'd their Breath And clos'd their Memories in Death Part. 3 Thou Thou hast given us wounds on wounds In punishing thy Glory showne Far from thy chearfull Presence throwne Even to the Worlds extreamest bounds Amidst our stripes and sighings we Addrest our zealous Prayers to Thee As Women groaning with their Load The time of their Delivery neere Anticipating paine with feare Screeke in their Pangs So we to God So suffer'd when in thy Disgrace So cry'd out when thou hid'st thy Face For we with Sorrow's burthen fraught Paine and anxiety of Mind Brought onely forth an empty Wind Nor our desir'd Delivery wrought We neither could repulse our Foes Nor give a period to our Woes The Lord thus to his People spake Thy Dead shall live those who remaine In peacefull Graves shall rise againe O you who sleepe in Dust awake Now sing on you my Plants I 'le shed My Deaw the Graves shall cast their Dead Goe hide thee in thy inward Roomes A little till my Wrath passe by To punish Mans impiety The Lord from Heaven in Thunder comes The Earth then shall your Bloud reveale Nor longer shall the Slaine conceale ESAY XXXVIII As the 39. Psalme IN the substraction of my yeares I said with Teares Ah! now I to the Shades below Must naked goe Cut off by Death before my Time And like a Flower cropt in my Prime Lord in thy Temple I no more Shall Thee adore No longer with Mankind converse In my cold Herse My Age is past ere it be spent Removed like a Shepheards Tent. My fraile Life like a Weavers thred My Sins have shred My vitall powers Diseases waste With greedy haste Even from the Evening to the Day I languish and consume away And when the Morning Watch is past Thinke that my last Thou like a Lion break'st my bones Nor hear'st my groanes Even from the Dawning to the Night Death waites to close my failing Sight Thus Swallow-like like to a Crane My Woes complaine Mourne like a Turtle-Dove but late Rob'd of his Mate I my dim eyes to Thee erect The Weake ô strengthen and protect Part 2 What praise can reach thy Clemency O thou Most High Thy Words are ever crown'd with Deeds Joy Griefe succeeds My bitter pangs at length are past And long my peacefull dayes shall last My lively vigour dost restore Increa'st with more My Yeares prolong'd now flourishing In their new Spring Thou hast with Joy dry'd up my Teares And with my Griefe exil'd my Feares Thy Love hath drawne me from the Pit Where Horrors sit My Soule-infecting Sins thou hast Behind Thee cast The Grave can not thy Praise relate Nor Death thy Goodnesse celebrate Can they expect thy Mercy whom Cold Earth intombe The Living must thy Truth display A I this Day This Fathers to their Sons shall tell While Soules in humane Bodies dwell The Lord as ready was to save As I to crave I therefore to the warbling string His Praise will sing And in his House till my last Day My gratefull Vowes devoutly pay JONAH I. As the 9. Psalme ON Thee my captiv'd Soule did call Thou who art present every where From the darke Entrailes of the Whale Didst thy intombed Servant heare Thy Hand into the Surges threw The Seas blacke armes forthwith unfold Downe to the horrid Bottom drew And all her Waves upon me rould Then said my Soule For ever I Am banisht from thy glorious sight And yet thy Temple with the Eye Of Faith review'd in that blind Night The Flouds my Soule involv'd below The swallowing Deeps besieg'd me round And Weeds which in the bottom grow My Head with funerall Dresses bound I to the roots of Mountaines div'd Whom bars of broken Rocks restraine Yet from that Tombe of death reviv'd And rais'd to see the Sun againe I when my Soule began to faint My Vowes and Prayers to thee prefer'd The Lord my passionate complaint Even from his holy Temple heard Those who affect false vanities The Mercy of their God betray But I my Thankes will sacrifice And Vowes to my Redeemer pay HABAKKVK III. As the 72. Psalme GReat God with terror I have heard thy Doome The fearefull punishments that are to come Yet in the midst of those devouring Yeares Then when thy Vengeance shall exceed our Feares Thy Worke in us revive confirme our Faith And still remember Mercy in thy Wrath. God came from Theman and the Holy-one From Parans Mountaine where his Glory shone VVhich fil'd the heav'ns themselves with brighter Raies And all the Earth replenisht with his Praise His Brightnesse as the Suns his Fingers Streames Of Light project his Power hid in those Beames Devouring Pestilence before him flew And wasting Flames his dreadfull Steps pursue Then fixt his Feet and measur'd with his Eyes The Earths Extent pale Feares her Sons surprise The ancient Mountaines shrunke eternall Hils Stoopt to their Bases All Amazement fils His Glory and his Terrour he displaies In his unknowne and everlasting Waies I saw th' afflicted Tents of Cushan quake And Midians Cortines in that Tempest shake Part 2 VVhen thou O Lord the Rivers didst divide And on the Chariots of Salvation ride Through the congested Billowes of the Seas VVas it because thou wast displeas'd with these According to thy Oath thou drew'st thy Sword Thy Oath sworne to our Tribes thy constant Word From cloven Rocks new Torrents tooke their flight And ayery Mountaines trembled at thy sight The over-flowing Streames inforce their Wayes The Deeps to Thee their Hands and Voyces raise The Sunne and Moone obedient to Command Till then in restlesse Motion made a Stand. Thy Darts and flaming Arrowes swift as Sight Confound thy Foes but give thy People Light He in his Fury marched through the Land And crusht the Heathen with a vengefull Hand Th' Anointed with thy Sword their Leaders slew The Joynts disclos'd where Heads of Princes grew VVith thy transfixing Speare their Subjects strake VVho like a blacke and dreadfull Tempest brake Vpon our Front with purpose to devoure And triumph over our despised Power He through the roaring Flouds his People guides
whom his VVisdome did create Through his large Empire celebrate His glorious Name with sweet accord Joyne thou my Soule to praise the Lord. PSALME CIV As the 72. MY ravisht Soule great God thy praises sings VVhom Glory circles with her radiant VVings And Majesty invests then Day more bright Cloth'd with the beames of new-created Light He like an all-infolding Canopy Fram'd the vast concave of the spangled Skie And in the Aire-embraced Waters set The Basis of his hanging Cabinet VVho on the Clouds as on a Chariot rides And with a reine the flying Tempest guides Bright Angels his attendant Spirits made By flame-dispersing Seraphims obey'd The ever-fixed Earth cloth'd with the Floud In whose calme bosome unseene Mountains stood At his rebuke it shrunke with sudden dread And from his voices Thunder swiftly fled Then Hils their late concealed Heads extend And sinking Valleies to their Feet descend The trembling VVaters through their bottomes winde Till they the Sea their Nurse and Mother finde He to the swelling Waves prescribes a bound Lest Earth againe should by their rage be drown'd Springs through the pleasant Medows powre their drils VVhich Snake-like glide betweene the bordring Hils Till they to Rivers grow where beasts of prey Their thirst asswage and such as man obey Part. 2 In neighbouring Groves the Ayr 's Musicians sing And with their Musicke entertaine the Spring He from coelestiall Casements showres distills And with renew'd increase his Creatures fills He makes the food-full Earth her fruit produce For Cattell grasse and Herbs for humane use The spreading Vine long purple clusters bears VVhose juyce the hearts of pensive Mortals chears Fat Olives smooth our browes with suppling Oyle And strengthning Corne rewards the Reapers toile His Fruit affording trees with sap abound The Lord hath Lebanon with Cedars crown'd They to the warbling Birds a shelter yield And wandring Storks in lofty Fir-trees build Wild Goats to craggy Cliffs for refuge flie And Conies in the Rocks darke entrails lie He guides the changing Moones alternate face The Suns diurnall and his annuall Race T' was he that made the all-informing Light And with darke shadowes cloths the aged Night Then Beasts of prey breake from their Mountaine Caves The roring Lion pinch't with hunger craves Food from his hand But when Heavens greatest Fire Obscures the Stars they to their dens retire Men with the Morning rise to labour prest Toile all the Day at Night returne to rest Part. 3 Great God! how manifold how infinite Are all thy works with what a cleere fore-sight Didst thou create and multiply their birth Thy riches fill the far extended Earth The ample Sea in whose unfathom'd Deep Innumerable sorts of Creatures creep Bright-scaled Fishes in her Entrailes glide And high-built Ships upon her bosome ride About whose sides the crooked Dolphin playes And monstrous Whales huge spouts of water raise All on the Land or in the Ocean bred On Thee depend in their due season fed They gather what thy bounteous Hands bestow And in the Summer of thy Favour grow When thou contract'st thy clouded Brows they mourn And dying to their former dust return Againe created by thy quickning breath To resupply the Massacres of Death No Tract of Time his Glory shall destroy He in th' Obedience of his Works shall joy But when their wild revolts his Wrath provoke Earth trembles and the aery Mountains smoke I all my life will my Creator praise And to his Service dedicate my Daies May he accept the Musicke of my Voice While I with sacred Harmony rejoyce Hence you profane who in your Sins delight God shall extirp and cast you from his Sight My Soule blesse thou this all-commanding King You Saints and Angels Hallelu-jah sing PSALME CV As the 72. TO God O pay your vowes invoke his Name And to the VVorld his noble Acts proclaime O sing his praises in immortall Verse And his stupendious Miracles rehearse You Saints rejoyce and glory in his Grace His power adore for ever seeke his Face Old Abrahams Seed you Sons of the Elect You Israelites O you who God affect Report the Wonders by his finger wrought VVhen in your cause th' inferiour creatures fought Jehovah rules the many-peopled Earth His judgement knowne to all of humane birth He never will forget his Promise past His Covenants inviolable last VVhich he to faithfull Abraham made before And after to the holy Isaac swore To Jacob sign'd confirm'd to Israel That their large Off-spring should in Canaan dwell VVhen they but few in number wandered In unknowne Regions and their Cattell fed He did their lives from violence protect And for their sakes even mighty Princes checkt Touch not said he my Anointed feare to wrong Those sacred Prophets who to Me belong Part. 2 VVhen raging Famine in these Climats reign'd He broke the Staffe of Bread which life sustain'd But Joseph sent before them sold to save His Brethren by whose envy made a slave There for th'Accusers guilt in prison throwne With galling fetters bound for crimes unknowne Tri'd with affliction at the time decreed At once by Pharaoh both advanc'd and freed He of his houshold gave him the command And made him Ruler over all his Land His Princes to his government Subjects The prudent Youth grave Senators directs Then aged Jacob into Egypt came And sojourn'd in the fruitfull Fields of Ham. God in that Land his people multipli'd Their Foes which now their greater strength envi'd Hate what they feare he alienates their hearts To seeke their ruine by deceitfull Arts. Then Moses on a sacred Embassie Part. 3 And Aaron sent th'Elect of the most High There wrought his dreadfull Wonders from the I le Of Sea-girt Pharo's to the Fals of Nile He bade Cimmerian darknesse dim the Day Th' assembled Vapours his commands obey He their seven chanel'd VVaters turn'd to Bloud The Fishes strangled intheir native Floud Frogs from the slimy Earth in Millions spring And skip about the Chambers of the King All parts with swarms of noisome Flies abound And Lice like quickned dust crawle on the ground He storms of killing Haile for Showers bestowes And from the breaking clouds his lightning throws Blasts all the Vines and Fig-trees in the Land The VVoods with Tempests torne or naked stand Innumerable Locusts these succeed And Caterpillars on their leavings feed They bite the tender Herbe the bud and flower And all the virdure of the Earth devoure Their Strength the First-borne slew which fill'd their eares VVith Female screeches and their hearts with feares Part. 4 Then He the Hebrews out of Goshen brought In able health with Gold and Silver fraught Th' inhabitants whose teares augment the Nile At their departure Joy and Feare exile A Cloud to shade them from the Sun was spread And Nightly by a flaming Pillar led At their request he sends them showres of Quailes And Bread from Heaven like Coriander hailes Cleaves the hard Rocks from whence a Fountaine flowes And unknowne Rivers to those