time to do't's but short Ch. 19.v.1 Salvation to our God belongs Glory and Honour are his due His Pow'r supreme and all proclaim His Judgments to be just and true v. 2 He the great Whore has judg'd which did Corrupt with Idols every Land And has aveng'd the crying Blood Of his slain Servants at her hand v. 6 Now let both Heav'n and Earth aloud Their praising Hallelujah's sing For the Lord God Almighty reigns And shews himself a glorious King v. 17 In Honour of the Lamb of God Let 's triumph on his Nuptial day The time is come and his chast Bride Stands ready drest in rich Array HYMN V. Te Deum As the 25 Psalm O God we praise thee and we own Thee to be Lord and King alone All the whole Earth doth worship thee Thou Father from Eternity To thee all Angels loudly cry The Heav'ns and all the Pow'rs on high Cherubs and Seraphins proclaim And cry thrice Holy to thy Name Lord God of Hosts thy presence bright Fills Heav'n and Earth with beauteous light The Apostles glorious Company The Prophet's Fellowship praise thee The crowned Martyrs Noble Host The Holy Church in every Coast Thine infinite perfections own Father of Majesty unknown Giving all Adoration Unto thy true and onely Son And to the Holy Ghost from whom As the sole Spring our Comforts come O Christ thou glorious King we own Thee to be God's Eternal Son Who our Deliv'rance to obtain Did'st not the Virgins Womb disdain When Death 's sharp sting destroy'd by thee Gave thee a glorious Victory Heav'ns Gate that Entrance had deny'd To all Believers opened wide Part II Thou Lord at God's Right hand art plac'd And with thy Father's Glory grac'd And we believe the Day will come When thou as Judge shall pass our doom Promote we pray thy Servants good Redeemed with thy precious Blood Among thy Saints make them ascend To Glory that shall never End Thy People with Salvation crown Bless those O God that are thine own Govern and list them up on high Thee Lord we dily magnify Thy Name we worship and adore Ever when time shall be more Vouchsafe this Day to keep us pure From Harms and wilfull Sins secure O let thy Mercy Lord descend On us whose hopes on thee depend Lord since my Trust is fixt on thee O let me ne'er confounded be The Angels Doxology Luke 2. 14. As the 25 Psalm GLory to God in Heav'n above Let th' Earth below with Peace be blest From the Divine Benignity Greatest Good-will towards Men exprest To the common Tunes GLory to God in Heav'n above Let th' Earth with Peace be blest From the Divine Benignity Good-will tow'rds Men exprest As the 25 Psalm GLory to God in Heav'n Let th' Earth with Peace be blest From the Divine Benignity Good-will tow'rds Menexprest Gloria Patri As the 25 Psalm TO thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost whom we adore Be Glory as it was of Old Is now and shall be evermore To the common Tunes TO thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost we give Glory that was of Old is now And shall this World survive As the 25 Psalm TO thee O Father Son And Holy Ghost we give Glory that was of Old is now And shall this World outlive FINIS AN EXPLICATION OF Some WORDS Of less Common Use For the Benefit of the Common People Words less common Their Signification ACquired OBtained Audacious Bold daring Benignity Kindness bounty Celebrate Make renowned Climes Country's differing in length of days Congratulate Give one joy Defamation Discredit Detracting Lessening ones credit Diffusive Spreading wide Dissipate Disperse scatter Enhance Raise the value Enterr Bury Evade Escape Exert Put forth Fluid Yielding Ignominy Disgrace Impetums Hasty violent Infest Annoy molest Invoke Call upon Lower Sphere Meaner Estate Obnoxious Faulty guilty Orbs Spheres Bodies of round form Recesses Places out of view Revere To reverence Rude Mass Unshapen matter Splendid Bright shining Stupendious Astonishing Suppliant Petitioner Theam Matter of Discourse Traduce To slander defame Transfer To remove carry Uncessant Never ceasing Undeclining Not changing Unexhausted Never drawn dry A TABLE To find any PSALM Knowing its Beginning A. Psalm All People round the Earth your Ears 2n Met. 49 All the Earth's Praises to thy Name 8 As by Euphrates Streams we sat 137 B. Psalm EEhold my troubles Lord 70 Behold O Lord my sinfull Soul 2d Met. 51 Behold O Lord with savage Rage 79 Blest be the Lord the God of Might 144 Blest Fountain of my Joys for thee 2d Met. 42 Blest is the Man that fears the Lord 112 Blest is the Man whose fear of God 128 Blest is the Man whose tender Sense 41 Blest is the Man whose vertuous Steps 1 Bless thou the Lord my Soul his name 103 Bless thou the Lord my Soul to this 2d Met 104 By cheerfull Praises to his Name 106 C. Psalm CErtain it is that God is kind 73 Come let us all unite our Joys 95 Come let us with united Joys 2d Met. 95 D. Psalm DIvinely now inspir'd I 'll sing 45 Do not O Lord in our disiress 83 E. Psalm EArly O Lord my fainting Soul 63 F. Psalm FAlsly accus'd to thee I fly 17 Fools in their hearts have said no God 2d Met. 14 G. Psalm GIve thanks unto the Lord 136 God is my Saviour and my Light 27 God is my Shepherd who will see 23 God reigns let all the Earth rejoyce 2d Met. 97 God that so gracious a regard 2d Met. 116 God who my kind preserver is 34 Great Judge of all the World be thou 2d Met. 43 Great Praises to the greatest Lord 48 Great shepherd of good Jacob's Race 80 H. Psalm HAD not the Lord our Cause espous'd 24 Hear me O Lord my sure Defence 28 Hear me O Lord the great Support 4 He 's happy whom no wicked Mens 2d Met. r He that has God for his retreat 91 He who makes God his sure retreat 2d Met. 91 How beauteous is the place where thou 84 How long shall I complain like one 1st 2d Met. 13 How well are we imploy'd topraise 2d Met. 147 I. Psalm Iall my Love on thee bestow 18 If thou Lord dost not rise and help 12 I 'll list mine Eyes unto the Hills 121 In Just displeasure for our Sins 60 In my distress my Pray'rs and Cries 77 I trust in God why should I then 11 It 's sure that God is kind to those 2d Met. 73 I was resolv'd t' observe my ways 2d Met. 39 I will extoll thy sacred Name 145 L. Psalm LET all give thanks to God above 107 Let all the Earth their Voices raise 1 2 Met. 96 Let all the Earth with joy resound 66 Let all the Nations of the Earth 100 Let all the Nations of the World 117 Let all the People round the Earth 49 Let none be envious when he sees 37 Let none be troubled to behold 2d Met. 37 Let th' Earth
and night My Cries to thee can tell Yet God is holy and remains The Praise of Israel Our Fathers found thy ready help When they on thee rely'd Their Hopes in thee were never sham'd Nor fervent Pray'rs deny'd But like a despicable Worm Not like a Man I 'm us'd Trod under-foot and thus in Scorn By vilest Men abus'd To own and save him he believ'd That God would now appear Let him deliver him and show That he to God is dear But from my Mother's womb by thee At first I was releas'd I was thy Charge when yet I hung Upon my Mother's Breast From my Infant Age I have been cast Entirely on thy Care And of thy Loving kindness had Lord an unusual Share 11 And now when other Succours fail In this distress appear O do not thou withdraw thy self When trouble is so near Those that beset me are like Bulls Armed with rage and pow'r No hungry Lion is more fierce Or readier to devour Part II. I 'm weak as water and my bones From one another start As wax before the fire dissolves So fails my fainting heart My Moisture's so dry'd up to move My tongue scarce strength I have To tell my griefs I seem like one Just fitted for a Grave Mine Enemies like greedy Dogs Round to inclose me meet And with inhumane Cruelty Have pierc'd my Hands and Feet My flesh with grief consum'd my bones May all be told with ease This moves no pity but their Eyes With this sad sight they please My Garments they divide and Lots Upon my Vesture cast Lord let thy Pow'r now interpose And to my Succour haste Save from their Sword my Life from what Their Malice else employs Which like the Teeth and Paws and Horns Of Savage beasts destroys To all my Brethren I 'll declare The greatness of thy Name And in th' Assemblies of thy Saints Thy Goodness thus proclaim All ye that are of Jacob's Seed And Servants of the Lord Let him be glorify'd and prais'd And with due fear ador'd He did not with disdain behold Th afflicted's Miseries Nor in displeasure hid his Face But always heard their Cries Part III. The Praises due to thee O Lord Shall in thy Church be paid Before thy Saints those Vows perform'd That in distress I made The longings of the poor and meek Thy Goodness shall supply Thou shalt revive their fainting hopes Who on thy Strength rely The Gentiles by his kindness won Shall turn unto the Lord By all the Kindreds of the Earth His Name shall be ador'd The Lord is King and under him Princes their Scepters sway All Nations to his Rule submit And Homage to him pay The Rich with plenty fill'd the poor That wallow in the Dust Both shall adore and thee alone Their great Preserver trust A chosen Seed shall to their Race His Righteousness declare All own this Work of God's and tell How great his Mercies are PSLAM XXIII As the 100 Psalm GOD is my shepherd who will see That all my wants be still supply'd I shall not be expos'd to wrong Nor left to stray without a Guide The Pastures are both fresh and green Where I have Ease and sweet Repast The Streams are cool and quiet where I quench my thirst and please my tast His Comforts which revive my Soul Life's tedious Journey pleasant make And in the Peaceful ways of Grace He leads me for his Goodness sake Tho' I should walk where black despair And Sorrow cast a dismal Shade Thy Power and thy tender Care Would chase my Fears and make me glad Thou spread'st my Table where my foes Behold thy Bounty and repine To see rich Oils anoint my Head To see my Cup o'erflow with Wine Surely the Goodness of the Lord Shall still surround me all my Days I will frequent thy House and there Display thy Love and sing thy praise PSALM XXIII Another Metre THE Lord my watchful Shephesd is I to his Flock belong I shall not stray without a Guide Nor be expos'd to wrong The Pastures they are fresh and green Where I have food and Ease He leads me to the quiet stream Where I my thirst appease His Comforts which refresh my Soul Life's Journey pleasant make He guides me in his righteous Paths For his own Goodness sake Tho' I should walk where black despair Reflects a dismal Shade Thy Rod and Staff would chafe away My fears and make me glad In presence of my foes thou spread'st My Table who repine To see rich Oils anoint my Head My Cup o'erflow with Wine Surely the Goodness of the Lord Shall crown my future days I will frequent his House to shew His Love and sing his Praise PSALM XXIV THE Earth's the Lord 's to him belong All creatures it contains His gracious Care to all the World Extends o'er which he reigns He did upon the floating Seas The Earth's great Fabrick lay And on th' unstable Floods he made Her fixt Foundation stay Into that Hill where God resides Who shall admitted be Lord who within thy Holy Place May stand and worship thee He whose unspotted hands no crimes Whose heart no stains defile Whose Tongue blasphemes not God nor swears His Neighbour to beguile This is the Worshipper alone Whom God delights to bless On whom he 'll faithfully bestow His promis'd Happiness These as God's People may with hopes Of Favour seek his Face And as true Proselytes be join'd To Jacob's faithful Race Ye Gates and Everlasting Doors Be open and make room Lift up your Heads and you shall see The King of Glory come If you demand what King is this That 's with such Glory crown'd It is the mighty Lord in Fight For Victcories renown'd Ye Gates and Everlasting Doors Be open and make room List up your heads and you shall see The King of Glory come If you demand what King is this Whose Glories so excell God who commands the Heav'nly Hosts Comes now with us to dwell PSALM XXV TO God I make my Pray'r In him my trust repose O let me not become a Scorn Or triumph to my Foes Let no Events cast down Their Souls who wait on thee Let Disappointments shame their hopes That deal perfidiously Lord set thy ways before Mine Eyes in clearer Light And teach me always to perform What 's pleasing in thy Sight From the straight Paths of Truth Ne'er let me go astray On thee my Saviour I wait To teach and guide my way Lord call to mind that Love Thou didst of Old express How thou hast graciously reliev'd Thy Servants in distress Into my youthful sins No strict Inquiry make Those early faults O Lord forgive For thine own Goodness sake Part II. God who is Good and Just Will erring Souls instruct Their wandring Steps to the safe paths Of Vertue will conduct The Humble Souls hell guide And teach the Meek his way Kindness and Truth express to such As his just Laws obey Incourag'd by thy Grace For Mercy I intreat Pardon my sins O Lord that
Folly all for he must go Where others went before And never where he now must dwell See Light or Comfort more Man that is honour'd here and with True wisdom is not blest Tho' pleas'd with flatt'ring hopes shall die And perish like a Beast PSALM L. THE Mighty God and Lord of all Calls the whole Land to hear And summons all from East to West Before him to appear Sion ' s the beauteous Palace where God keeps his Residence He 'll go in greatest Splendour forth And Kingly State from thence All shall have notice of it when Lightnings devouring flame And thundring Tempests round about His coming shall proclaim So publick that both Heav'n and Earth His witnesses shall be And all the world the Equity Of his Proceedings see He 'll give strict charge to gather all His Saints to this Assizo Who have a Solemn Covenant made Confirm'd by Sacrifice Conspicuous as the Heav'ns themselves His Justice shall appear Since God himself the Righteous Judge Will pass the Sentence there O Israel hear to what my charge Against thee do's amount It is thy God who gave thee Laws Now calls thee to account But I 'll not charge thee with neglects Of legal Sacrifice The Smoak of whose burnt Offerings Daily to Heav'n do's rise Think not by Store of these amends For other Sins to make I need not Bullocks or He-Goats From thy short Stores to take Part II. The Cattel on a thousand Hills The Beasts both wild and tame Fowls of the Mountains by me known All as mine own I claim Could I be hungry I 'd not ask Thee to provide me food Since all the Earth to me belongs With its full stores of good Nor ' cause the flesh and blood of beasts Are on mine Altar think I have such Appetite as craves Supply of meat and drink Offer to God thy thanks and pay Thy Vows to the most High In trouble pray to him when sav'd Him onely glorify But wicked wretch why dost thou Name God's Covenant in thy talk Urge others to observe his Laws Which thou dost slight and balk Thou canst allow and share with thefts And foul Adulteries Slanders imploy thy Tongue thy mind Contrives deceit and Lyes Thy Calumnies spare not so much As thine own Mother's Son Thou thought'st too cause so long forborn I lik'd these things thou 'st done But I 'll correct thee and in view Thy sins in order set You 're warn'd and now consider well All ye that God forget Abused Patience will make His wrath the more severe And none have pow'r to rescue those Whom he 'll in pieces tear Know then that whoso offers praise Pleases and honours me And he who orders right his ways Shall my Salvation see PSALM LI. To the Tune of the Lamentation Or as the 100 Psalm LOrd look upon my sinful Soul That unto thee for Mercy flies As thy Compassions boundless are So blot out mine iniquities O wash me throughly from my crimes For thou alone canst make me clean With tears I now confess my guilt Amaz'd to see how vile I 've been None else can call me to account But thy Tribunal Lord I fear For if arraign'd and judg'd by thee I must be cast and thou be clear I was conceiv'd and born in sin Too prone and bent to do amiss But inward Purity to thee And Truth of Heart most pleasing is Lord shew me thou art reconcil'd As those with Hyssop sprinkled know They are absolv'd thy Grace can wash And make me whiter than the Snow My sins have forfeited the joys And inward peace that once I had Thy pard'ning voice would heal again My broken bones and make them glad No longer Lord behold my sins With a severe and angry look O take their stains out of my Soul And blot their guilt out of thy book * This may be here added when the Tune of the Lamentation is used To thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost whom we adore Be Glory as it was of old Is now and shall be evermore Part II. Create in me O God a heart Clean and unspotted in thy sight Renew a well composed mind Unmov'd from Goodness and upright Lord do not cast me from thy sight As one whom thou no more canst Love Nor let thy Spirit whose grace I need Tho' griev'd too much from me remove Its saving Comforts and free aids T' uphold my feeble pow'rs afford Thus Sinners will be drawn t' amend Their ways and turn unto the Lord. O save me from the crying guilt Of Blood that sin of crimson dye Thy Faithfulness I 'll then proclaim And loudly sing thy Clemency My opened Lips shall speak thy praise For this thou rather dost desire Than costly Sacrifice of Beasts Consumed wholly in the fire Thou Lord a broken contrite heart Dost more than bloody offerings prize This present now I humbly make Which God I trust will not despise Thy people whom thou lov'st delight To bless defend and succour them Do good to Sion Lord and build The Walls of thy Jerusalem The Praises of the Righteous then How kind thou art shall loudly tell And all their choicest Offerings laid Upon God's Altar please him well PSALM LI. Another Metre BEhold O Lord my sinful Soul To thee for Mercy flies Thy boundless Mercy can blot out All mine Iniquities O wash away my crimes for thou Alone canst make me clean I now confess my guilt amaz'd To see how vile I 've been Tho' none can call me to account Thy Sentence Lord I fear If judg'd by thee I know I must Be cast and thou be clear I was conceiv'd and born in Sin Too prone to do amiss But Purity and Truth of Heart To thee most pleasing is Shew thou art reconcil'd as those With Hyssop sprinkled know They are absolvd thy Grace can wash And make me white as Snow My Sins have forfeited the Joys And Peace that once I had Thy Voice would heal my broken bones Thy Pardon make them glad No longer Lord behold my sins With a displeased Look O take their stains out of my Soul Their Guilt out of thy Book Part II. Create in me O Lord a heart Unspotted in thy sight Renew in me a mind unmov'd From Goodness and upright Lord do not cast me from thy sight As one thou canst not love Nor let thy Spirit tho' griev'd too much Its Grace from me remove Its Comforts and free aids t' uphold My feeble pow'rs afford Thus Sinners will amend their ways And turn unto the Lord. O save me from the Guilt of Blood That sin of Crimson Dye Then I 'll proclaim thy Faithfulness And sing thy Clemency My opened Lips shall speak thy praise For this thou dost desire Rather than sacrifice of Beasts Consumed in the fire Thou dost a broken contrite heart More than all Offerings prize This present now I humbly bring Which God will not despise Delight to bless thy People Lord Defend and succour them Do good to Sion build the
Sihon and Og he smote And made their fruitfull Land Fall to his Peoples Lot His Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last He sav'd us when our State Was low and sore opprest Food to all flesh he gives The God of Heav'n be blest Whose Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last PSALM CXXXVI Another Metre As the 113 Psalm REnder and oft your thanks repeat To God who is as Good as Great To every Age his Meroy's sure To him your chearfull Praises sing Whom Angels worship as their King Whese Mercy always do's endure To him whom highest Princes own By low prostrations at his Throne To every Age his Merey's sure To him whose wond'rous Works declate His Pow'r to be beyond compare Whose Mercy always do's endure His Wisdom when the Heav'ns you view Their Brightness and their Order shew To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who laid the Seas below The Earth which they can ne'er o'erflow Whose Mercy always do's endure To him who out of Night's dull shade To cheer the World great Lights has made To every Age his Mercy 's sure The Sun that gives us quick'ning heat And Light out Labours to compleat His Mercy always do's endure The Moon and Stars when down we lie For our Repose its place supply To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who by a Vengeance due All the First-born in Egypt slew Whofe Mercy always do's endure Then Isr'el whom they long detain'd In cruel Bondage freedom gain'd To every Age his Mercy 's sure All this by a strong hand was done A Pow'r none could resist or shun His Mercy always do's endure Part II. When after this fear seiz'd their hearts The Red-sea severed into parts To every Age his Mercy 's sure And like a Wall on either hand Till they pass through the Waters stand His Mercy always do's endure Here hardened Phar'oh and his Host That follow'd them were sunk and lost To every Ate his Mercy 's sure His People thro' the Desart led By Miracles were daily fed His Mercy always do's endure He smote great Kings that did withstand Their passage to the promis'd Land To every Age his Mercy 's sure Tho' fam'd for prowess they could gain No Victories but all were slain His Mercy always do's endure Sihon for War of greatest note King of fierce Amorites he smote To every Age his Mercy 's sure And Bashan's Tyrant Og o'ercame For height a Gyant of great Name His Mercy always do's endure To give their Land he did engage For a perpetual Heritage To every Age his Mercy 's sure This Heritage fell to our Lot Who had not then our God forgot Whose Mercy always do's endure Who pity'd our sed State when Sin Might have thrown out whom he brought in To every Age his Mercy 's sure And when subdu'd oft heard our Cries And sav'd us from our Enemies His Mercy always do's endure He satisfies all flesh with food All Creatures wants supplies with good To every Age his Mercy 's sure Then with the highest Notes of Praise Our thanks to Heav'n's great God let 's raise Whose Mercy always do's endure To thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost blest Three in one Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad No rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst Sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad Nor rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill May I be dumb and find no voice Unless thy ruines to deplore And find no Joy It 's all prosane Till God Jerusalom restore Forget not then th' accursed Race Of Edom Lord who without pity Rejoyeing o'er its ruines cry'd Rase the Foundations of the City Nor boast too much proud Babylon whose turn to be destroy'd do's hasts O may he prosper who repays What 's done to us and lays thee waste Blest Hand that from their Mother's breasts Spares not to snatch thy little ones And harm from savage Race prevents By dashing them against the Stones PSALM CXXXVIII TO magnify the Lord my Soul Thy best affections raise Angels shall hear my Songs and be The Partners of my praise Within thy Church thy constant Truth And Goodness I 'll proclaim These raise my Wonder and advance The Glories of thy Name In my distress to thee I cry'd And thou my Pray'r didst hear Thou didst support me with thy strength And with thy Comforts cheer Kings shall thy promis'd goodness know And take occasion thence To ptaise thy Mercy and admire Thy ways of Providence God from his high and glorious Throne The lowly views and owns But scorns the proud and on their height With Indignation frowns Thy former Kindnesses prevent My fears when in distress Thy hand shall save me from my Foes Thy Pow'r their wrath repress Thy never-sailing Goodness will Compleat what is begun O never suffer thine own Work Nor me to be undone PSALM CXXXIX As the 100 Psalm LORD when I have to do with thee In vain l seek to be conceal'd Thou know'st me perfectly to thee My very thoughts are all reveal'd Both when I sit and when I rise My walking and my lying down To thee my works and all my words Better than to my self are known On every side within the reach Of thine incircling Arm I lie Whose force I neither can resist Nor scape the notice of thine Eye Whither can I retire