bribes unjustly sold. X. He sav'd them that they might His Power declare And tell in Sion what his Praises are When all the Nations there shall gath'red be And to the Sacred Mount ascend When the whole World His Power shall see And all its Kings contend Who shall the lowest stoop or richest presents send XI O might I live to see that happy day And not be cut off in the middle way My God what are my years to Thee said I Or what my age compar'd with Thine If e're my Noon is reach't I dye For Thee no Times confine Nor ages measure out Thy Dayes as hours do mine XII Of old Thou hast the Earth's Foundations laid Andon Thy Word the Heav'ns all times have staid Thy Word shall make them both fall down again Be like a Garment thrown aside A Vest with some great rent or stain And all their Ancient pride Or shall destroy or under Formes more glorious hide XIII But Thou the same which Thou hast alwayes been Shalt never end as Thou did'st ne're begin When Time itself shall dye and be no more And as Thou art O God like Thee Excepting what Thou wert before Thy Servants Seed shall be And have for them and their a Post-Eternity Psalm CIII Benedic anima mea Domino c. I. ARise my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerful Hallelujahs sing Call all thy Forces up thy Love thy Fear And every part compleatly fill Be sure no Idle Passion Soul be there But to them joyn thy Judgement Fancy and thy Will With every sence and every power rejoice And add to all a well tun'd voice Thus rise my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerfull Hallelujahs sing II. Let thy Song be of what thy self ha's known And to the Worlds experience bring Thine own Sing of His Name who cast thy sins away And made them all forgotten be And though His hand awhile upon thee lay 'T was only that restor'd thou might'st His Bounty see Who beyond Hope thy life from death did save When all had doom'd it to the grave And for those thorny cares which girt it round Thy head with love and tender mercies crown'd III. He Thy Old Age do's with new favours bless And as thy years His kindnesses increase Thy years have not the Symptome of decay For all the Eagle still grows young And moulting her old plumes again looks gay As youthfull as she ever was and full as strong After her prey as lustily can fly As e're shee did and soar as high He like the Eagles do's Thy youth renew And gives Thee both its strength and beauty too IV. Those whom the Wicked with oppression grieve The Lord do's or avenge or else relieve Thus unto Moses He His Way made known And helpless Israel this did see When from the cruel chains which kept them down But farr more cruel Masters He first set them free 'T is not a little thing His wrath will move Inflame His rage or quench His love Nor for Our Sins will He for ever chide But seeks them rather than his Face to hide V. Such are His Mercies when we must confess Our Sins might justly make their number less And him a sharper sentence to have past But when to be put farr from Thee Behind Thy back we fear'd Lord to be cast Our Sins were only set where we deserv'd to be And this alone for Thy dear Mercies sake Without the least claim we could make To which Our good no more proportion beares Than the small point of Earth to Heaven's vast Sphears VI. How could it else be that they durst appear Whose guilt had added horror to their fear Love made Him break the knott and set Our Sins As far from us but from Him more Than the bright East where the young Sun begins To take his Journy is from the West where he gives o're The most indulgent Fathers tender Love Is hate compar'd to His above For none so well as He who made can spare Who both knows whence we came and what we are VII From Earth Our mean Original we have A part of what must be e're long Our grave Frail Mortal Man whose dayes are like the grass A Short-liv'd flower which stands a while But like those blustering storms that o're it pass Flies with them and is gon e're it began to smile But to Eternity Gods Love extends And all the blessings which He sends To Childrens Children and their Seed endure To them who keep it like His Cov'nant sure VIII Above the Heav'n God has prepar'd His Throne Heav'n's but the Cloth of State He treads upon There do's He rule and Sovereign Laws dispence And Kingdoms where He please bestow Scepters and Crowns are all receiv'd from thence And Kings to Him their Thrones as well as Beings ow The Angels are his Ministers of State And to observe His Pleasure wayt Bless Him ye Angels who in strength excell And what His Will is you who do it tell IX You hear the Words which from His Mouth do flow And having hear'd strait to perform them go As swift as you are ready at His call Praise Him who made your place so high And let weak Mortals who did lower fall To whom you oft are sent on your wings upward fly Praise Him His Works 't is all that you can do For Him who did so much for you Praise Him my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerfull Hallelujahs sing Psalm CIV Benedic anima mea Domino c. I. ARise My Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerful Hallelujahs sing To God who o're all gods renown'd With Majesty and Glory crown'd Le ts Thee His prayse resound And though Thy flame can never equal rise Unto His height accepts Thy Sacrifice 'T is He who with Eternal Light Obscures Himself as we are hid in night Who in the clearest beams do's cover A more sublime and piercing ray Making Our Heav'n and Common day But like a Curtain to be shifted over Who as He is to Blessed Souls is seen In glories farr above the Sky Without the help of sight or ey The only meanes we see Him by Who alwayes see Him with the Veil of Heav'n between II. The Waters are to God as ground Who in their floods has His foundations lay'd Has all their Ebbs and Flowings stay'd And in their depth a bottom found Waters are solid when He layes the Beams Of'His Chambers in their swiftest streames He makes the Clouds His Chariots Cloads which are Envy'd by Angels wayting there That when they go before the Clouds their God should bea Th' ambitious Winds aside their blust'ring lay And strew their downy Feathers in His way The Heav'nly Host before Him run Swift as the Air they tread upon Flames of fire His way prepare So bright and yet so terrible His Servants are III. Below the Center of the Mighty Deep Where undisturb'd the Aged Waters
look'd they like a Mine From thence took fire and ever since are bright His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure VII He charg'd the Sun to rule the day Gave him His beams and influence Laws how he should his Flames dispence And when he rules then do's he most obey His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure VIII The Moon and stars at night attend And on the guard in turns all wait Some go of sooner some more late And to relieve them God do's others send His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure IX Praise Him who for their Fathers sin Smote Cham's first born did none pass o're Sent death to look on every dore Who frighted at no blood without went in His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure X. Who with strong hand and out-stretch'd Arm Deliver'd Israel from the Yoke Who all the Egyptian fetters broke And made His Israels March be their Al-arm His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XI Who all times did His Promise keep The Red-Sea for them did divide And what the Waves before did hide Made them His Wayes see truly in the Deep His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XII The liquid Deep in Walls did stand Of purest Chrystal through whose glass The Floods behind saw Israel pass And there as in themselves admir'd His hand His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XIII But when the army was gon o're God took His rein from of the Wave And Jacobs way was Egypts grave Was Sea again and wash'd its ancient shore His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XIV God did Himself direct their Way A fiery Pillar was their Moon Night follow'd close when they were gon And from their Foes hid where their journies lay His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XV. He potent Kings did overthrow Their Forces scattred scorn'd their rage Himself did for His Flock engage And made them conquer when He bid them go His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XVI Sehon who did their Way deny Found all His Troops to be but vain When God their Battles did maintain Instead of stopping them himself did fly His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XVII Ogg heard his fall but would come out Thinking a double Victory Would raise his glory to the sky But God who Sehon slew against him fought His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XVIII God to the Conquest wav'd His hand Descending in the Sacred Flame Weak Israel by His Power o'recame And they who ask'd but passage shar'd the Land His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XIX Praise Him who in Our low estate Did many Victories for us gain Unseen Our weakness did sustain Redeem'd us when we thought is was too late His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XX. Who for all Creatures do's provide Of His Own fulness gives them food Feeds both the Wicked and the Good Who from His Treasures alwayes are supply'd His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure XXI Who to frail Man the Earth has given And made Him King and God below Where all things to His Scepter bow But is Himself Mans King and God of Heav'n His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure Psalm CXXXVII Super flumina Babylonis c. I. AS on the banks of Chebar we state down Lamenting Sions Miseries At Sions Miseries we forgot our own And wisht for her such Rivers in our eyes We envy'd there the rolling tide That at Our feet did gently slide That at our feet more streames than from our eyes did glide II. The Willows to our plaints bow'd down their ear And did in hollow murmurs grone The Willows bow'd as though they long'd to hear Again those griefs which they before had known They bow'd and on their heads we hung Our Harps untun'd Our Harps unstrung Sorrow their strings unloos'd but faster ty'd Our tongue III. 'T was then we suffred double misery When to us Our rude spoilers came And to deride our sad Captivity Imbittred it with Captive Sions Name Our selves we only griev'd before But when Their scorns just Sion bore At Her great suffrings of our own we thought no more IV. One of your songs let 's hear they proudly cry'd And one of Sions Anthems play Your griefs and pensive cares now throw aside Sion is here since we brought you away As if we at their base Commands Could sing forgetfull of our bands Could play when they who stop'd our mouths had ty'd our hands V. No! No! in forreign Lands if we do thus For Sion thus forget to grieve Let Her God too forget to pity us And these foud tongues close to their palats cleave Her Praises first our mouths did fill From Her Our hands first learn't their skill No wonder then if Sion mourns that they lie still VI. Remember Edom Lord who in the day Jerus'lem was a Captive made Joyn'd with Her Enemies and shar'd the prey And made us more than Babylon afraid Rase it they cri'd down with the Wall To the foundations Levell all She that to Babylon will not stoop 't is fit She fall VII Hold Babylon where will thy rage extend God has enough to Sion done Hold and prepare Thee Babylon for Thy end What mayst Thou fear if thus He serves His Own Mayst Thou in Thine Our miseries see And all the wrongs we bore from Thee And know that less than what Thou hast deserv'd they be VIII May Thy own Mercies on Thy head return Those Mercies which are Cruelties Mayst Thou in flames of Thy own kindling burn And send in vain to Heav'n Thy fruitless cries And Happy He who on the stones On Flints shall dash Thy little ones And have than flints less bowels for their dying grones Psalm CXXXVIII Confitebor tibi Domine in toto corde c. I. LOrd I will bless Thee and my cheerful voice Before the gods shall tell my joies Those glorious Powers to whom Thou dost impart Thy Name and Office here below Shall see me pay the praise I ow And as I had Thy ear return my Heart II. Then to Thy Sacred Hill my eyes I 'll raise And fetch new subjects for my Praise My Song shall count of what Thou didst for me Of Mercy and of Truth I 'll sing And when I'have wearied out that string Thy Faithfulness another ground shall be III. Thou hast exalted it and why not I For when to Thee I Loud did cry To Thee my God and mourn'd in my distress My dolefull groanes Thy heart did move Thou didst refresh me from above And answer gav'st of Thine Own Faithfulness IV. The heathen Kings when they Thy Wonders hear Shall both rejoice and serve with fear By My example in Thy Wayes shall sing Ascribe to Thee what is Thine Own Cast
for Thy self to raise Let'st babes and infants speak thy praise And do below what Angels do above Open'st their mouths when Thou wilt check the pride Of such who open theirs but only to deride IV. When I my serious thoughts do entertain With those great works Thy hand has done The Heav'ns and in those heav'ns the Moon Whom Thou hast made o're all the stars to reign More glorious in Attendants though less bright Than he who rules the day and sends her out at night V. Lord what is Man then to my self I say Or what is Mans Posterity That he thus visited should be Be made to rule when such great things obey Be little lower than Blest Angels made And have at last their glory to his honour laid VI. For King of all Thy works with Thine own hand Thou on his head hast set the Crown Enjoyning all his Power to own And his obey as if 't were Thy command Creatures which at his feet the yoak now bear But would have higher risen if not by Thee plac'd there VII They are his slaves and just obedience show All in their offices attend Their lives all in his service spend And count their honour for his use to grow All that the Sea inhabit or the sky And Earth or for his pleasure live or at it dye VIII Sole Monarch of the World Prince of all Powers Fountain of Beings glorious King Who can enough Thy praises sing Who art the Worlds great Lord as well as Ours Fondly by Verse we strive Thy Name to raise When it already is above our highest Praise Psalm IX Confitebor tibi Domine c. I. LOrd I will praise Thee and Thy Works declare Of all Thy glorious Acts reherse My Song their praises shall not spare But with their numbers I will raise my Verse In Thee I will be glad in Thee rejoyce And where Thou art on high send up my voice II. My Enemies by Thee persu'd gave back In vain they strove to shun Thy sight My En'mies Thou didst overtake And those who scap'd the battle fell in flight Thou heard'st my cause and didst my right maintain Take then the Crown who didst the Vict'ry gain III. God on the Throne did sit a finall doom On the Rebellious World to pass Their troops alone were not o'recome But their vile Names He also out did rase So totally by Him they were o'rethrown That only in such songs they shall be known IV. At length O Enemy thy boasts are done And thy destructions have an end The next that comes will be thy own And at the door swift ruine do's attend As of the towns thou sack'dst there is no sign But ev'n their Names have perisht so shall Thyne V. God who for ever reigns has fixt His Throne And to His bar the Earth will call In righteousness He shall come down And by His equall Justice sentence all Under His wings secure the Just shall lye And He 'll their refuge be who to Him fly VI. Lord they who know Thy Name will trust in Thee For power and strength and safety 's there That quiver cannot empty'd bee And those who bear such arms need never fear For never yet thou any man did'st leave Who was Thy help but willing to receive VII Praise to that God who care of Sion takes And all His wonders tell about For when He Inquisition makes The blood which now is silent will cry out Aloud 't will cry nor will God stop His ear To blood who keeps it open for a tear VIII Arise My King to Thee for help I pray Behold the Mis'ries I endure Thou who from death didst guard my way And mad'st me stand from all his shafts secure That in Thy house I may Thy love record And where He has return'd me praise the Lord IX Down in the pitt which for me they had made I' th' pit the heathen are sunk down Are taken in the toyles they laid Whilest by so just a judgement God is known That when the heathen fall by their own snare Thy Just for whom 't was laid in safety are X. To hell they shall be turn'd and with them all Who God or know not or forget But those who for His succour call Shall have it like their expectation great For though at present God seems not to hear His hands are only held and not His ear XI Appear O lord and let not man prevail But judge the Nations in Thy sight The Nations who dare Heav'n assail And overthrow them with Thy glorious light And when Thou hast subdu'd their forces then Let them know Thou art God themselves but men Psalm X. Ut quid Domine recessisti c. I. MY God why dost Thou thus Thy self withdraw And make as if Thou didst not see Those mis'ries which are better known to Thee Than him who bears their sharpest law Why dost Thou thus Thy face in trouble hide T' were hell should I be ever so deny'd II. Look how the wicked in his pride encreast Destroys the poor who flies to Thee May all the plots he layes discover'd be And on himself their vengeance rest May the destruction which he did intend For Thine in his own ruine only end III. He boasts of that which Thou like Him dost hate His loose and uncontroll'd desires And to no greater happiness aspires Than what flows from a great estate Applauds the Covetous and counts him wise And valiant who for earth can Heav'n despise IV. He has a better God than what rules there And need not any further try Alas he has no wings to mount on high Give him a God that will be near That may be handled like his baggs and told And can give solid comfort like his gold V. No other De'ty with the wretch goes down This takes up all his thoughts and mind No matter what report he leaves behind For what shall be to him 's unknown Above in Heav'n he hears Thy Judgements are And is content they should be alwayes there VI. His Enemies he laughs at thinks their plots More worthy of his scorn than rage Fearless against all storms he do's engage His even-spun thred is without knots Perpetual peace constant Prosperity Has been his lot and shall his portion be VII These are his thoughts and thus unmov'd he stands With fraud and curses in his mouth His feet ne're trod the sacred paths of Truth And like them are his cruell hands But in the lonely fields in wait he lies And stains the groves with humane sacrifice VIII For as a Lion in some shady breach Humbles himself and couches down His prey with greater force to set upon If it shall come within his reach Do's all the postures of submission feign Till to resist he knows their strength is vain IX So do's he couch but having caught the poor With his disguise aside do's lay His feign'd humility and tears his prey Nor whil'st ther 's life thinks it secure And all the while flatters himself
that he To the All-seeing eye conceal'd shall be X. Arise O God to strike lift up Thy hand And on Thy En'mies let it fall That those who daily for Thy mercy call May thence Thy pitty understand That Thou do'st not their miseries forget But that their helps shall like their pains be great XI Why should the Wicked man Thy Power despise Or whilest Thou only dost forbear Think that indeed Thou canst not see or hear Deaf as himself to th' poor mans cryes For Thou hast seen and wilt his rage requite That by Thy hand he shall confess Thy sight XII With Thee the Poor entrusted has his wayes And Thou preserv'st the Fatherless To Thee he makes his suppliant address And on Thy mighty goodness stayes Therefore appear and by one fatall blow The wicked and his wickedness o'rethrow XIII Then as Sole Monarch Thou o're all shalt reign When thus Thou hast secur'd Thy land When thus they fall who slighted Thy command And all their spoils resign again When on the heathen Thou Thy chain shalt lay And make their proud Usurpers to obey XIV For this the humble and opprest do pray With groans that God delights to hear Though not to see the mis'ries which they bear For them He feels as well as they Arise then Lord to help the Fatherless Nor let the Sons of Earth Heav'ns seed oppress Psalm XI In Domino confido c. I. I Know my trust on whom I have believ'd So certain that I cannot be deceiv'd God is my rock and all in vain You like a bird to th' hills would have me fly For he who can this rock but gain His En'mies arrows may defie The bird whose feathers wing them never soar'd so high II. I saw the wicked draw the fatall bow And from the string I saw the arrow go It level'd was at the upright And had assur'dly sunk into his heart His Innocence had been the White Had not th' Almighty took his part And on his head who shot it turn'd the vengeful dart III. Th' Almighty God whose power all things sustains Heav'ns dreadful King who in His Temple reigns And with a look all hearts do's try Sentencing every work and word and thought There as they all unform'd do lye E're they are to perfection brought And into all their several shapes and fashions wrought IV. He sees the Righteous and the Wicked too Without His help what can the Righteous do They are His love but fire and rain And floods of Brimstone on th' unjust He 'l poure Fire which shall ne're be quench'd again But light those rivers with its shower Whose burning gulf at once shall both drown and devour V. Such is the mixture fills the wickeds Cup A brimfull bowle and he shall drink it up Darkness without one gleam of light Torments which have no measure or allay And after all Eternal night Whil'st God from heav'n shall dart a ray Upon the Just man and be both his Sun and day Psalm XII Salvum me fac Domine c. I. A Rise O God and save 't is time to rise And with Thee bring all Thy supplyes Help for the Faithful man no more Has either place reserv'd or power Is not at all and was but only scorn'd before II. There 's not a just man left they flatter all And Prudence what God hates miscall To one another lye and feign And what they least intend maintain And as their tongue is false their daring heart is vain III. But God such tongues shall cut out and such hearts Wound and strike through with their darts 'Gainst Him and Heav'n they up were thrown But on themselves are all hurl'd down And by the wounds they make they find they are their own IV. Who 's Lord o're us with dev'lish mouth they say Or who is He we should obey That 's I says God now I 'll arise And since my Kingdom you despise And subjects scorn to be you shall be Enemies V. I 'll rise now and in safety set the Poor From all the storms you raise secure That word has said it which is try'd Like Silver seven times purifi'd Pure without any dross too great to be deni'd VI. Thou shalt preserve them Lord by Thy Right hand I' th' midst of a rebellious land Where basest men most honour'd are Some on the Throne some in the Chair And they as Criminalls stand sentenc'd at the Bar. Psalm XIII Usque quo Domine c. I. HOw long my God wilt Thou thus hide Thy face And thus withdraw the presence of Thy grace How long shall I forgotten be As if indeed it were in vain Of all my mis'ries to complain And I might sooner mount the rocks than Thee I look and sigh and wait O come away Why should my En'my triumph when Thou dost but stay II. Arise O God and with Thee bring fresh aid Thy very sight will make my Foes afraid By it o'recome they 'll fall asleep Too weak to bear Thy glorious sight Will here begin their endless night Whil'st Thou my eyes shalt ever waking keep Let them not on Thy servants ruine stand Least what Thine only did they challenge to their hand III. Thou art my confidence in Thee I trust And though I am afflicted God is just I in His mercy shall rejoice In that Salvation He has brought In that deliverance He has wrought Something my heart shall do something my voice Both heart and voice in songs of praise shall move And since I am Thy Care Lord Thou shalt be my Love Another Version of the same By M. M. B. I. HOw long O God shall I forgottenly As one cast from Thy memory Wilt Thou from me Thy face for ever hide For so that time which nothing is to Thee Seems an Eternity to mee Who only on Thy favour have rely'd II. Wilt Thou no period to my griefs allow But fresh afflictions on me throw Which I as little as Thy wrath can bear To see my Enemies triumphing stand And my self stoop to their command Who only Thee and Thy command should fear III. In mercy Lord again remember mee And from Oppressors set me free Unto Thy servants prayers attention give Revive his hopes and let Thy glorious light His joys renew that in Thy sight Though now cast out he may for ever live IV. Why should my Enemy encrease his pride With Thee and conquest on his side And those who trouble me in this rejoice That I am exil'd from Thy resting place The sacred presence of Thy grace Who oft have glori'd that I was Thy choice V. But I have trusted in Thy power and love That Thou wilt all my fears remove And this sure hope with joy so fill my mind That I will now Thy mighty praises sing From whom my happiness shall spring Whose bounty like Thy self is unconfin'd Psalm XIV Dixitinsipiens in corde c. I. THere is no God the fool in 's heart do's say And that his life may
be Which from the Righteous Judge of all does go His Judgments are from all injustice free Are Just themselves and make us so The finest gold near them looks wan and pale And hony from the Comb do's of its wonted sweetness fail VI. Gain and reward in them are found Sometimes they are my staff sometimes my guide But Lord how often have I fell to ground And in my secret wandrings gone aside Cleanse me O God and through Thy grace Let not presumptuous sins of me take hold But let my Innocence still keep its place And make me in the Judgment bold Hear me O Thou who my Salvation art That when my'heart moves my lips Thy Spirit may move my heart Psalm XX. Exaudiat te Dominus c. I. SO may Thy God be always near Nay Jacobs God all Thy Petitions hear And when Thy Enemies huge Armies send As if they would Thy land devour And with their numbers Thee ore'power Then may His Name be Thy strong Tower To break their rage and Thee from danger to defend II. From Sion may Thy aids appear Invincible as He who governs there With fire from Heav'n may he Thy Offrings crown And as with every Sacrifice Thy prayers and that again do's rise Till they together reach the skies Let thy God meet them and as they ascend come down III. May He Thy just desires fulfill And always fix Thy counsels to His Will 'T is done O King and in it we rejoyce Let the whole World our shoutings hear What we adore let them all fear Honour Him far and dread him near Let the whole World hear Ours God Himself Thy voice IV. Our God shall hear Thee and His hand Mov'd by His ear deliv'rance shall command From Heav'n He shall His mighty arm unbare Brandish His Sword and make it seen Nothing but blood shall come between And He who has Thy Saviour been Shall be Thy praise as once the subject of Thy prayer V. Let others on their Troops rely Chariots and Horse which Vict'ry can out-fly We on the Name of God will only stay That shall Our Horse and Chariots bee Our Armies and Our Victory Let but us Lord be kept by Thee We shall stand Conquerours when they fall or run away VI. Already they are all brought down But on Thy head God has set fast the Crown May He be still to Thee propitious Always incline a willing ear To His Anoynted still be near And Thy petitions ever hear And as He hears Thee Gracious King mayst Thou hear us Psalm XXI Domine in virtute tuâ c. I. GReat God who Wonders for Our land hast done And sav'd Our King whom Thou mad'st so Again hast set Him on the Throne And made His Fathers foes before Him bow Our King shall in Thy strength rejoyce That He was Thine as well as His own peoples choice II. Thou didst not ever His requests deny Nor to His Vows shut up Thine ear In vain He did not always cry Though Heav'n which saw His wrongs seem'd not to hear For the desires He thither sent Thou with unhop'd for blessings didst at last prevent III. He only sue'd for Life Thou gave'st a Crown And on His head hast set it fast The Royall Diadem never shone With so great lustre or so long to last To Kings which from Him shall proceed Not to His head alone secur'd but to His seed IV. Home Thou hast brought Him and so fixt Him here All say His power is most like Thine The Honours Thou hast made Him bear Have rendred Him and Monarchy Divine That for their Kings Our Sons shall wish Like Him they all may be and all their Reigns like His. V. For in the Lord His confidence He plac'd And up to Heav'n for help did fly And having there His anchor cast Our Seas He knew could never rise so high And that the Ocean which was there Was all Pacifique and no seed for storms did bear VI. In vain from Thee O God His foes would fly And having shun'd His hand scape Thyne But their close walks are in Thine eye And all around them do's Thy glory shine His Enemies Thou count'st Thine own And what His hands reach not by Thine shal be o'rethrown VII Thou on them their own Consciences shalt turn Thy wrath shall on their darkness light For like an Oven it shall burn With flames that scorch and even as Hell affright And when it has rag'd all about Upon the guilty standers by it shall break out VIII But if reserv'd for future misery Thy vengeance here they shall survive 'T is but to see before them dye Those children in whose names they hop'd to live Yet though like them their Names shall rot They still shall want the happiness to be forgot IX For Thee O King the mischief they design'd Which on Thy Fathers head did light And with you both the Crown was joyn'd That was the Cause did animate the fight Whil'st Heav'n was all the while defi'd To see the rule establisht there on earth deny'd X. Heav'n saw the Treasons and did arm'd appear Return'd the darts they up had thrown Now less with feathers wing'd than fear And in all wounds the arrows were their own Lord since Thou ' hast thus preserv'd Our King Uphold His Throne that with Him we Thy praise may sing Psalm XXII Deus Deus meus quare dereliquisti c. I. MY God my God why art thou turn'd away And thus forsak'st me in my agony Shall I in vain for ever pray And pour out fruitless words which reach not Thee All day I cry but Thou seem'st not to hear The night do's witness to my roarings bear Yet though they rend my heart they cannot move Thine ear II. But Holy still and Righteous Lord art Thou And worthy of Thy People Israels praise Who on Our Fathers did'st bestow Freedom from Chains and conduct in their ways On Thee they trusted and to Thee they cry'd Who heard'st their groans conquering out did'st ride Their trust met no reproach nor was their prayer deny'd III. But I 'm a Worm my God and not a Man Reproach of Men and shame o' th' multitude Whose mockings with my grief began And ever grew as that encreas'd more rude With all the antick looks that shew disgrace Distorted mouth and head and riv'led face They me the Common butt for all their scorns did place IV. Let 's see said they with jests more sharp than swords And mortaller than all the wounds they gave Let 's see if yet for all His Words The God on whom He trusts His life will save If He so dearly loves him at his call Why comes He not we challenge Him and all For without that this single conquest would be small V. Yet still in Thee I all my trust have plac'd Who art the God who took'st me from the womb On whom I from the breast was cast And to these years through thousand cares have come To Thee
Will His Thunder makes them fear And those who get most off yet think they are too near VIII From the bright East Thou mak'st Thy Sun to go Before him creeps in Chains the Captive night And in the West when he from us draws low 'T is but to spread his Conquests with his Light And till he comes again Bids the Moon fill his place and in his stead to raign IX Thou visitest the Earth and giv'st it rain Of Thy rich blessing it do's freely spend The Earth returns its thanks to Heav'n again In flowers which thither their sweet Odours send As Customs which they pay To Thy dread Throne who dost their Mothers heat allay X. The Flood of God whose Spring-head's in the clouds When on the weary ground it showers distills The softned ridge unto its furrow crowds And all it's clots the quick'ning moysture fills Thou by degrees dost bring The Tillage on and Harvest to succeed the Spring XI Plenty with every shower from Heav'n pours down The Earth do's by thy constant bounty grow Thy goodness do's the year with blessings crown And all Thy steps drop fatness where they go They on the Deserts drop Whose parched Sands drink deep of Thy o'reflowing Cup. XII The little Hills drink deep and look more fair The Valleys pledge till they can drink no more The Shepheards and their flocks both merry are And all the Plains with Corn are cover'd o're With peace and fruits abound And make the distant Mountains with their Songs resound Psalm LXVI Jubilate Deo omnis terra c. I. REjoyce O World and to Thy God sing praise Let Seas and Isles and Lands His Name resound Together with His Sun your voices raise And in Eternal Jubilees go round For if that rise His mighty Power to show Much more should you on whom it shines do so II. Say to the Lord How mighty is Thy Power Which even Thy Enemies must unforc't confess To th' Earth they bow themselves and would fall lower But that instead Thou tak'st this poor address Th' Earth shall worship Thee and their loud same Shall fill her Trumpet only with Thy Name III. See what He did to raise it how His hand At once declar'd Him Terrible and Good When raging Seas were turn'd to firm dry land And Israel past through th' admiring Flood Then 't was we view'd and troad His secret Wayes And roaring Deeps stood lift'ning to His Praise IV. He rules o're all Him Heav'n and Earth obey The Universall and Eternall King His eyes the Wicked and the Good survey And under chains His Hand the Proud do's bring Raise not Thy self too high proud dust for fear The Wind which fills thy sayles should overbear V. Rejoyce ye Nations and to God sing praise Let Seas and Isles and Lands his Name resound Together with His Sun your voices raise And in Eternal Jubilees go round For He from falls our sliding feet do's save And with new Life returns us from the grave VI. Like Silver in the Furnace we were try'd And felt unusual flames rage all about But thence as Silver throughly purify'd We only left our dross when we came out The purer metall had no base alloy And all our griefs made way for greater joy VII Low were we brought the net upon us cast And on our loyns prodigious weights were laid Through Water tryal and through fire we past And a derision to our foes were made But He who there upheld us by His hand Brought us Himself at last to'th' Promis'd Land VIII With praises to Thy House my King I 'le go And make my thanks in clouds of Incense rise There solemnly I 'le pay the willing Vow Which my lips off'red in my Miseries Bullocks and Ramms I 'le on Thy Altar lay And thence with Flames renew the Wasted day IX You who have known th' Almighty Love draw near And to my Speech your ready minds incline Attend to that just witness which I bear And to your own experiences take Mine When I in sighs to God my voyce did raise And pray'd in groans He turn'd them into praise X. Had I kept some reserve within my Heart In hope to hide it He had stop't His Ear But I unbowel'd my most secret part And then He did not only see but hear Praise Him who thus His glory did display Nor turn'd His own Face nor my Prayers away Psalm LXVII Deus misereatur nostri c. I. SAve us O God and Thy poor Servants bless Thy Goodness and Thy Pow'r declare In Mercy help us in Our great distress And We no more will doubt Thy Love or Care Let through the World Thy Mighty Name be known And what We praise may the whole Earth with Rev'rence own II. Rejoyce ye Nations for your God is here Who by His Wisdom rules o're all The Kings and Kingdoms governs and that fear They strike in you He makes on them to fall Let through the World His Mighty Name be known And what we praise may the whole Earth with Rev'rence own III. Then shall the Lord our Land both save and bless His Goodness and His Power declare And then Our fields shall give their full increase And with His blessing look more gay and faire The Lord shall bless us and His Name make known And what We praise the whole Earth shall with Rev'rence own Psalm LXVIII Exurgat Deus dissipentur c. I. GRreat Leader of the Sacred Hosts arise And scatt'ring Thy Proud Enemies Encrease Our Triumphs with Thy Victories Let those who hate Thy Name before it flye Like Clouds of Smoke chas'd by the Wind Which vanish as they mount on high And undistinguish't from the Common Skie No more in strange Fantastick figures lye But without mark to know them by Leave not the smallest stain behind That in the air one may their empty traces find Let their destruction suddain be Sooner than Wax do's melt When once the flames are felt And in Thine eye may they the fire which burns them see But let the Righteous in Thy Pow'r rejoyce With Flutes and Trumpets make a cheerful noise And the whole Consort joyn and perfect with their voice II. Make God your Song Ye Just and from His Wayes Which are in Heav'n take theam your Verse to raise In Heav'n where He in glory rides And with His rein the Winds which bear them guides And by His Name Jehovah celebrate His Praise Above He rules but His great Pow'r extends To what soe're is done below The Cares of all His Creatures He do's know And visits the wide Earth's extremest ends Is a kind Father to the Fatherless The Widdows Counsel and do's bless Desparing Nuptials with a large increase Making dead Wombs His voice to hear And her that barren was a numerous seed to bear And when to Him poor Captives cry Their tears move pitty in His eye And with His Arm He gives them Liberty Again returns them
to their Land Made fruitful by His plenteous rain When on the Proud He throws the Chain And turns their Pastures to a dry and barren Sand. III. Lord when Thou through the Wilderness did'st go And their great Journeis to thy Israel show And though Thou fill'dst the Heav'ns confind'st Thy self to'a Cloud below Sinai did at Thy Presence quake The Rocks bow'd down and the whole Earth did shake And stubborn Israel in their horrors did partake Thou thundred'st and to own Thy Power The Heav'ns let fall a mighty shower With whose cool drops Thou did'st restore The fully'd beauties of the shriv'led Earth Giving its fruits and flowers new birth And made'st it fairer than it was before The desert with Thy blessing did abound New streams refresh't the weary ground And Jacob there a safe retreat from bondage found There He securely dwelt And all th' effects of mighty goodness fâ—lt There for His poor Thou did'st prepare And of His Armies took'st the care Still guiding them by Thine own hand Till by safe Conduct Thou hadst brought them to th' Promis'd Land IV. Before the Camp God march't and Victory Follow'd Him close in view of all Our Wives who saw the Enemy fall To meet our triumphs laid their distaffs by And took the Cymbal and the Lute And sang to them that praise we shouted to the Flute They sang of Armies and of Kings How soon their troops were put to flight E're they had well resolv'd to fight With all the Mirth which certain conquest brings Now God abroad did overcome And they divided the rich spoil at home And though amongst the Pots they long had lain Condemn'd to Brickilns and the Mine How all the flames did but their Oar refine And made them with more Lustre shine When all their former beauties it had first restor'd again Like spotless Doves in their most glorious flight Reflecting from their wings the tremb'ling light In thousand colours which the eye both dazle and invite V. And so look'd Palestine when th' Heathen fell And spoils of Kings were scat'red there The Land which was before as dark as Hell Receiv'd fresh verdure and became with Trophies fair On high its head did bear As if with snowy Salmon 't would compare Basan's high Hill God did with blessings crown And on it show'rd such plenty down One would have thought that God had chose it for His own But hold O Hill raise not Thy self too high For Sion yet shall o're Thee reign With Her compar'd Thou must fall down again And flat as Thine own Vallies lye For God in Sion to reside intends There must His House and Altar be His dwelling place to all Eternity And the whole World to Her shall bow And yield their necks as well as Thou To Sion whose Vast sway all bounds transcends Beyond the boundless space wherefurthest Nature ends VI. On Herth ' Eternal will erect His Throne God whom the Powers of Heav'n and Earth obey At whose dread Presence Sinai fled away When thither He to Israel all in fire came down Smoke and thick Light'ning did the mountain bound With twenty thousand flaming Chariots girt around The Guard Divine whose wheels in Thunder did resound And when He thence arose and up on high Ascended with His glorious trains He lead Captivity in Chains And gifts on men bestow'd as well as liberty To Traytors pardon granted and a Land Which was the purchase of His Own right hand And if no more they would rebell With promise there to make His Court and ever dwell To Him alone be all the Praise Who thus His Name and Us can raise And with ten thousand Blessings crowns Our dayes VII 'T is He who saves Us and to Him belong The keyes of th ' Adamantine Gates of Death He opens and none shuts gives and recalls Our breath Whose Name is Our Salvation Great and Strong Who will the Wicked tumble to the ground And make His Soul a passage through His Wound But to His People sayes I will again Repeat the Wonders which I heretofore have shown And greater do than e're I yet have done On Basan get my self a Name Bow down His neck and raise in Mounts the liquid Plain The Sea once more divide to make you way Now truly Red with purple streams which flow From your fierce En'mies veins and my great blow That Sea as well as Aegypt's trembling shall obey And there you shall securely pass And there your feet and garments wash Your very dogs shall drink the blood And gorg'd with humane flesh shall sport alone the scarlet Flood VIII And so they did and then Thy paths O God were seen And all Thy goings nothing came between How Thou didst both their way and Armies lead Before the Singers went and then the Flutes The Maidens follow'd with their Lutes And fearful Women heard shrill Trumpets without dread Bless ye said they the Mighty God! Ye streams which from Old Jacob's spring procced The Faithfull Jacob's happy seed And with you stablish His Divine Aboad Let little Benjamin be there and there The Governours of Judah fam'd for War Whil'st Learned Napthali and Zabulon For the great day and solemn pomp compose a Song And with their Numbers all the Tribes conduct along Let God Himself new strength command And since He ha's such wonders done Perfect what is so well begun And as we all before His Temple stand Those heads which he ha's sav'd exalt with His own hand IX There Lord Our spoils to Thee We 'll consecrate And Princes thither shall their Tribute bring And swear Alleg'ance to Thee as their King Thy Peace and Friendship supplicate And on their knees receive new Titles to their State Those who refuse and think their Pow'r so great That it or can resist or vye with Thine And Heav'n with open blasphemies dare threat Against their Spears Lord make Thy Light'ning shine And or o'rethrow or force them to a base retreat And to those roaring Bulls presumptuous noise And bleating of their Calves oppose the Thunder of Thy voice Till they for pardon sue and all submit And as Thou on Thy Throne do'st sit Their necks and gifts lay humbly at Thy Feet Till Aegypt and the Lybian Nations come And leaving all the Gods they had at home In Sion only seek the True and Holy One X. Praise Him all Kingdoms and all Lands That God who ha's in Heav'n set fast His Throne And all its Armies with His voice commands And makes them trembling His Dominion own His Mighty Voice abroad He sends That Voice which tallest Cedars rends And makes His Thunder heard to th'Worlds utmost ends Wisdom and Strength and Majesty To Israels Strength and Wisdom give Honour and Praise to the Most High And endless Rule to Him who doth for ever Live To Thee O God most Worthy to be prais'd And in Thy Temple to be fear'd of all Who Jacob from the dust hast rais'd And so uphold'st that He shall never fall Whose Sacred and
Who when Thou Lord in wrath do'st on him frown His very Soul is with the heavy weight press'd down III. Make his the Portion of my Enemies Who in their cursed rage contrive To slay my Soul when Thou would'st have it live That they may see by this their sad surprise It was not only me but Thee they did despise IV. Let those who wish my hurt and would rejoyce As senseless of my misery Be like to conquer'd troops which scatt'red fly And with confusion tremble at the noise That 's rais'd by their own fear and mighty Enemies voice V. For a reward let such be driven away And quite astonish'd may they find No hopes of comfort to relieve their mind Who at my griefs in sport triumphing say This is as we would have it be Aha! Aha! VI. But on Thy People make Thy Face to shine Let them from fears be alwayes free Except it be fears of offending Thee The sacred Flame their heart shall so refine That now their joy shall only be that they are Thine VII Such as to Thy Salvation burn in love Let them perpetual praises sing And with rejoycing this their Off'ring bring With such Expressions let them forward move Our God be magnify'd on Earth and Heav'n above VIII But I am poor and needy much distress'd Wherefore O Lord make haste to me For all the Springs of Mercy are in Thee And can I want while I upon Thee rest Whose Word alone commands deliv'rance to th' Opprest IX Thou in whom all my confidence do's lye My help and hope in my distress Let not my Misery make Thy Pow'r be less On Thee I wait to Thee O God I fly Make haste and be Thou on the Wing as well as I Psalm LXXI In te Domine speravi non eonfundar c. I. THou art my hope O God in whom I trust Let not my Confidence procure me shame But save me in Thy Truth for Thou art Just And in my great escape consult Thy Name Lest those who know Thee not its care should blame To my Complaints and cryes incline Thine Ear And by Thy Help make me assur'd that Thou dost hear II. Be Thou my Rock where till the Storm is past Above the Floods I may securely stand Thy promis'd aids for me send out at last Who art my Rock at Sea my Fort at Land And by Thine save me from my Enemies hand The bloody hands of fierce and cruel Men And all their shafts on their own heads return again III. For Thou O Lord my ancient hope hast been And from my youth I have Thy Mercies known Thy Power was in my first conception seen When from the Womb Thou did'st Thy Servant own And thence He into Thy great arms was thrown Praise is the least that I can offer Thee For all the care which then and since Thou took'st of me IV. But Lord despis'd I 'me made the scorn of all A greater Wonder Now than heretofore Yet still Thou art my God on whom I call My Magazeen where 's laid up all my store Nor till Thou sav'st me will I give Thee o're And then my Song shall glory in Thy Praise And I 'll both honour and admire Thee all my dayes V. Now that I 'm Old my God and feeble grown And both my eyes and strength together fail Leave me not now by them to be o'rethrown Who with continuall plots my life assail And or to dye resolve or to prevail Who say We 'll fight o'recome pursue and take And him whom God ha's left Our Slave Captive make VI. Thou who all this and more then this dost hear Make haste to help me and no longer stay Let those who thought Thee farr off find Thee near When in consuming flames they melt away And to Eternal Wrath are made a prey Let shame Reproach and Scorn their Portion be And all the snares their malice had design'd for me VII Then to Thy Name I 'll make new Songs of Praise By this experience taught to doubt no more Recount of Thy great Wonders all my dayes And of Thy Righteous Mercies boundless store Which I sufficiently can ne'r adore By Thine own Power I 'll of Thy Power rehearse And make Thy Righteousness the subject of my Verse VIII Thou from my Infancy hast made me see Thy Wond'rous Works which I abroad have shown Now that I 'm Old continue them to me That I may perfect what I have begun And tell Posterity what Thou hast done How great Thy Bounty is How great Thy Love Like whom there 's none below like whom there 's none above IX Great and sore troubles for Thy hand I 've born But know Thou wilt restore my joyes again And when from death Thou shalt my Soul return Thy Comforts shall exceed my present pain And on my Throne I shall be fixt again Shall to my Harp of all Thy Favours sing Who art the Holy God my Hope and Israel's King X. The joy that 's in my heart my mouth shall speak And all my Life be one continu'd Song My Soul whose wringing fetters Thou did'st break Shall find or make its passage by my tongue And think no time for Thy great praise too long For Thou to th' Earth my Enemies hast thrown And in Thy Wrath on them Thy Care of me made known Psalm LXXII Deus Judicium tuum Regi c. I. GReat God Thy Judgements to Our Soveraign give And let His Throne like Thine abide May the Young Prince before Thee live And on His Enemies necks in Triumph ride Put on His head Thy Righteous Crown And to His Fathers glorys add Thy own II. Then shall He judge the People and dispense That Justice which He has receiv'd To Him the Poor shall look and thence Have both their miseries pitty'd and reliev'd The Needys Cause He shall maintain And on their Enemies turn their wrongs again III. So shall the barren Clifts with shouts resound And all the little Hills rejoyce The Valleys from the lower ground Shall thence receive the Image of the Voice Sweet Peace on every Hill shall raign And Justice once more guide the humble Plain IV. Whilst time can measure it His Rule shall last And when even that shall be no more When Time it self expir'd is cast I' th' Urn that had all dust but his before No Ages left to count it by It shall be measur'd by Eternity V. And as soft rains on the mow'd grass come down And give the Meads a second Spring As show'rs are to a Land new sown Which swell the Seed and help it forth to bring Making the Fields all fresh and gay Such shall his Gover'ment do but more than they VI. Peace and Her fruits shall prosper in His dayes And under His Auspicious Raign The Palm shall flourish and the Bayes And Justice to the Earth return'd again To Heav'n no more be forc't to go But with Him keep Her Residence below VII His far stretch'd sway Nature alone can bound
hope who is my Fear Happy I shall hereafter be contented here Psalm LXXIV Ut quid repulisti in finem c. I. Shall We for ever then be cast off thus And will Our God no more remember Us Shall then His flock no longer be His Care But more His rage than once His love they were Forget not Lord Thy Purchace and Thy Choyce Sion which Thou hast made Thine own The Wonders Thou for Her and Us hast done And let Our Prayers be heard amidst Our Enemies noysel II. Arise and to their great destruction come Who to Thy Temple Gates have brought it home Thy Holy Place and its Divine Recess Instead of stopping do's their rage encrease Thither they break and thence profanely bear The Sacred Treasures of Thy House It 's Vessels set apart from Common Use And on Thy Captive Altars their proud Trophys rear III. Our sad complaints Axes and Hammars drown As if it were some grove they would hew down And all th' Adornments of Thy Dwelling place They or to powder beat or else deface And to compleat Our ruin when no more The Ax or weary hand can do They fire into Thy Sanctuary throw And what Thou so didst consecrate with fire devour IV. Them and their Seed let Us destroy they say And in one ruin with their Temple lay What more accepted Flame to Heaven can rise Than an whole Synagogue for Sacrifice And they shall follow This We see and hear But have no Signes or Prophet more To tell us when this Tempest will be o're Or How long what too long already we must bear V. How long Dear God shall Our Proud Enemy Not us alone but Thy Great Power defy Shall his vile mouth for ever thus defame Thy Sacred and Unutterable Name Or wilt Thou alwayes thus Thy hand recall That Hand where all Our succours lie And only lift it from our sight on high Let it return at length and heavier on them fall VI. Thou heretofore hast made Thy Strength be known And Wonders which none else could do hast done Dividing by th' Almighty Wand the Flood And mad'st it truly a Red Sea with blood When there the Chamian King by Thy Right Hand That great Leviathan of the Main Sunk in the deep which cast Him up again That what its glutted Hosts had left might feast the land VII 'T was Thou who mad'st the Rock in streames to flow And Floods stand still to let Thy Israel go The day and night with all its lamps are Thine Ligh't from that Sun which Thou mad'st first to shine By Thee the bounds of the Round World are cast Both where they shall begin and end Summer and Winter on Thy Word attend All for Thy Pleasure made and during it shall last VIII Thou who hast done all this to raise Thy Name Guard it from those whose lips would blast its Fame Let not Thy mourning Dove become a prey To Vulturs but take wing and fly away Deliver her and minde Thy ancient Care Thy Covenant with Our Fathers made For th' Enemy Our very Graves invade And where we thought to lie retir'd their Counsels are IX Some answer to Our Prayers at length return Least shame confound Us and we ever mourn Arise and Thine Own Cause Thy self defend And let Thy Enemies Malice have an end Forget them not their blasphemies and pride Now that their Sin for vengeance cryes For they their heads have rais'd above the skies And Heav'n with all its Thunders to the Assault defy'd Psalm LXXV Confitebimur Tibi Deus c. I. LOrd We will praise Thee and Our chearful Song Shall of Thy mighty Name reherse For all the Wonders which to it belong Are truly great and so shall make Our verse To it We 'll fly and rest us there Adore its Power and beg its care And make it both the Subject of Our Song and Prayer II. When the Time comes sayes God that I shall call The World to Judgement my Right hand Alike it s Justice shall dispence to all And none it s equal sentence shall withstand It shall reward it shall chastise Some lower cast and make some rise And as my Hand 's impartial so shall be my eyes III. The Earth shall melt and all that in it dwell To their first nothing turn again By its own weight it long o're this had fell But that its mighty Pillars I sustain Fond Man then said I what mean'st Thou No more in vain Just Heav'n pursue Too great to be oppos'd to be gainsaid too true IV. For shame desist and your weak plots give o're They cannot take Heav'n is so High Against your maker vilely speak no more For though His Face you see not He stands by His breath it is whereby you speak He with one frown your pride can check And though you hold it ne'r so stiff bow down your neck V. The Sun which every day the World surrounds Father of all the Mines below And with a careful eye surveys his grounds Cannot the Riches which he makes bestow Though he in purple set and rise And rides in Triumph o're the skies Can give nor wealth nor honour to his Votaries VI. His God at will disposes of his gold And all his honours gives away Whilst his chief Work is only to behold And brightest shine on them who share his prey The Poor he rayses to the Throne And from it throws the Mighty down Is Judge of all and knows no pleasure but His Own VII For in His hand there is a dreadful Cup Whose sparkling Wine is red with gore 'T is large and fill'd with mixture to the top So full the active liquor do's run o're Of it all drink and when 't is done The dreggs are for the Wicked wrung But ne'r shall quench their thirst or ever cool their tongue VIII But I to future ages will declare The praises of th' Eternall King And since so Wonderful His glories are Of none but Jacobs God the Praises sing The Wicked down to Hell Hce'l throw The Righteous up to Heaven shall grow And Heav'n to his exalted head shall seem but low Psalm LXXVI Notus in Judaea Dominus I. The True the Only God in Judah reigns There is His Temple there His Court To Salem all the Tribes resort And learn to sing His Name in lofty strains No place such tokens of His love do's bear His Chariot He has set up there There broke the Arrows and there burnt the shield Spear II. Sion more glorious than the Hills of Bey How excellent dost Thou appear How full of Majesty and Fear When from them the Besiegers steal away Away the valiant ran but knew not why Till a dead sleep said Death was nigh And chaining up their hands scarce left them Heels to fly III. At Thy rebuke O God a sleep they fell The Horse and chariot were o're took The Rider stopt at Thy Rebuke And bow'd adown to the All-conquering spell Thou art indeed
to be ador'd in fight Who thus canst arm Thy self with light But Lord what are Thy Hands if thus Thou kill'st at sight IV. When from above Thou mak'st Thy voice be heard The Sea stands still and Earth do's shake Even Heav'n it self unloos'd do's quake God thundred from above and they all fear'd The Clouds to make Him way asunder rent An hideous shriek the Mountains sent When God to judge the Meek by them in person went V. Nor do these only Lord Thy Power declare But the fierce wrath of Wicked Man Which Thou dost punish or restrain Whence to get praise amongst thy Wonders are Vow to the Lord and what you vow see pai'd For Vows are debts when once they ' are made And none deserves your praise like Him to whom you prai'd VI. Adore Him all ye lands and tongues around And to Our God your praises sing To Him alone your presents bring And thus with fear seek Him whom Wee have found With God the greatest Kings cannot compare They Crowns but at His pleasure wear And when He Frowns they and their Honours turn to air Psalm LXXVII Voce mea ad Dominum c. I. IN my great trouble to the Lord I cried I cri'd aloud And He was pleas'd to hear And when the night His Face did hide With stretch'd out hands I felt it He was near I prai'd and was resolv'd to pray Refus'd all Comfort but my tears Whose streames I thought my Feavour might allay And as they forc't my heart for passage move His Ears II. Sometimes in groans sometimes in Words I pray'd And fluent as my griefs my sorrows spake But suddenly my speech was stay'd And interrupting sights its order brake And then I could nor speak nor sleep Thou Lord didst hold my eyes and tongue Only my mind its even frame did keep And with weak hands and muttering lips became more strong III. Then of Thy Wonders did I meditate Our Fathers dayes and what their age did see How Thou upheld'st the Tottering State And in their troubles mad'st them trust in Thee Fresh to my mind then came a Song Which heretofore I did reherse An Anthem which had been forgotten long Where my Soul with me joyn'd and thus began the Verse IV. And can it be that God will thus reject Be always angry and ne'r pleas'd again Will He His Flock no more protect But let us ever as this day complain Has He forgotten to be good Or shall His Promise ever cease Who has His Pleasure or His Power withstood That where He shuts up Warr He should imprison Peace V. Hold Soul I said 't is Thy infirmity Makes Thee thus judge of God whose Will shall stand Immovable as it is High Where Thou Thy wings should'st guide to his right Hand Of that think with me and His Power The Wondrous Works which He has done They shall my talk and study be each hour To shew Our children what Our Fathers Us have shown VI. Thy Wayes O God are far above my sight And where Thou hid'st Thy self in Heav'n lie hid Ther 's none like Thee so full of might Whose Power I fear by what Thy hand once did When from above Thou mad'st it bare Israel and Josephs Seed to save When their Redemption did Thy strength declare And Egypt took the Chain to be her Captives slave VII The Waters saw Thee and the Waters fled The Depths were troubled and ran back for fear The Clouds rain'd Seas Heav'n Darkness spread From whence there came a voyce which rocks did tear Th' Earth trembled and the Mountains shook Egypt it self abhor'd the light Which from the flashes came and horror strook More terrible than when three days they felt their night VIII Thou for Thy People didst prepare the way And through those Floods a safe retreat they have Which Thou Thy Glory to display Resolvd'st should after be proud Pharaohs grave Along they went by Thy Command Who of the Sacred Flock took'st Care Moses and Aaron only shew'd Thy Hand For the Great Shepherd Thou and they Thy Heards-men were Psalm LXXVIII Attendite Populus meus c. I. ISrael Gods own Inheritance draw near And what He did to make Thee so now hear Of Ages long since past and armes I sing And to Thy dayes their ancient glories bring Acts which with sound belief would never stand But that all done by the Almighty Hand Our Fathers witness to their Truth did bear And what we hear with wonder saw with fear They told them Us that we might publish down To Childrens Children how His Power was known Such was His charge that late Posterity And Generations which should after be People as yet unborn might know His Wayes And what they learnt their children teach His Prayse That they in Him their Hope might alwayes place His statutes keep and alwayes seek His Face Never forget His Works but still improve His former Favours and His present love That like their Fathers they rebel no more Unless they 'd feel the Wrath their Fathers bore Base stubborn Nation who their God withstood Most cross to Him who alwayes did them good His Wrath this kindled first then made it burn Th' enraged fire on Ephraims Tribe did turn Ephraim which durst the stoutest Foe assail And never of the certain conquest fail But us'd to Come and See and so Prevail So terrible His bow so sure his hand Th' unerring shaft did death at will command Ephraim turn'd back but strove in vain to flie By His own shafts o'retook did wounded lie Worthy thus signally in Warr to fall Whom Peace with all Her Charms could ne'r recall The law they brake that Covenant which they took And without cause that and their God forsook Forgot His Works and their own Worthy Stemm Their Fathers Trust and what He did for them Marvellous things He did in Pharaohs land Zoan still witness of His Plagues do's stand When Israel saw His Wonders all about How He preserv'd them there and brought them out When He no Common Road did make them keep But like His Own their wayes were in the Deep The Deep amaz'd stood up as they pass'd o're Admir'd their suddain fix'd-ness and new shore How in a moment they were rais'd so high And fell not when they saw no storm was nigh By day a Cloud did their great journies hide At night a Sacred Flame the Host did guide Before them pass'd and where their passage lay Not only shew'd but also made their Way Hard Rocks as they went by pierc'd through did groan That fire which dri'd the Deep did melt the stone Out gusht new streams so constant and so strong They made their Channels as they ran along Yet still they sinn'd and tempted Him the more Lack'd meat who only Water begg'd before Nor did they closely think but speak their Sins And with vile Mouth the Murmurer thus begins Can He give Bread too sure if He be God That may as well as streams obey
pierc'd Rock should yield But living Honey from the Flinty Hive should flow Psalm LXXXII Deus stetit in Synagoga c. I. YOU Judges of the World and Gods below Who at your pleasure sentence all And never think to whom that Power you owe By whose Decree your selves must stand or fall The Mighty God do's all your Counsels view And as you others judge He judges you II. He sees how partially you sentence pass And will you alwayes wrong your trust By looking through a false and flattering glass Acquit the Wicked and condemn the Just In your own scales those rise and these sink low But whom their virtue weighs down you keep so III. Rather defend the Poor and Fatherless And hearken to the Orphans cry Instead of helping do not more oppress Least God himself bestow what you deny Deliverance for the Needy Soul command And give them not your Ear alone but hand IV. But all in vain their duty they 'll not know Nor what they might will understand Hating the day in darkness love to go And bring to ruine with themselves their Land If its Foundations shake and totter thus No wonder if the World be ruinous V. Y' are Gods I said and Sons of the Most High His Child'ren who in Heav'n do's reign Who therefore cloath'd you thus with Majesty That among Men you should His Pow'r maintain Y' are Gods but must to death your Scepters bow Nor of your Titles will the grave allow VI. Immortall only is the God above That equall Judge and glorious King Like whom none is so just or full of Love Who to the Barr shall every secret bring Arise O God The World to Judgement call No Judge so fit as Thou who'art Lord of All. Psalm LXXXIII Deus quis similis erit tibi ne taceas c. I. ENough My God Thou hast been still Now give the Word and raise Thy Voice Their Ears with the amazing Thunder fill Who think they have o'recome Thine with their noise See how they rise and lift their heads on high Make tumults and deep plots contrive To ruine those Thou hid'st to save alive And not Heav'ns seed alone but Heav'n it self defie II. Come say they on them let us fall We are too easie thus to spare Let the whole Nation perish Name and all And make Our purple with their blood more fair The Motion all embrace and to the Al-arm With one consent together come Some Troops from Edom and from Moab some All whom or rapine can perswade or envy arm III. With them are joyn'd the Ishmaelites Ammon and Amaleck and Tyre The bold Assyrian in the Quarrell fights And executes the Treasons they conspire But let them plot and fight and conquer'd fly By their own fears like Midian fall Let Jabyn's Fate and Sisera's wait them all And by a Womans hand first routed be then dye IV. At Kisons Brook the Army fell And with their slaughter stain'd the Flood The torrent did with crimson waters swell And Earth's great body had true veins of blood Endors fat fields became more fresh and gay And its crown'd head aloft did bear Proud of the Canaanitish Spoils and there In living Monuments of grace th'Unburied lay V. Oreb and Zeb Thy hand did feel And could not save their lives by flight Zeba and Salmana scap'd not his steel Who fought Thine and whose Battles Thou didst fight So let them fly and so be overthrown They who have said Come let 's oppress The Holy Seed Our Fathers Lands possess And what from us they took make once again our own VI. But like a wheel Lord turn them round And giddy made lend them no stay Then with a whirlwind snatch them from the ground And having rais'd it blow the dust away Make them a Wood on fire chac'd by the Wind Whose Flame above the Hills do's rise Leaping from tree to tree and grows as 't flies Before pursuing storms which follow close behind VII Be Thou that Wind and make them fear Till every Face with dread and shame Till they to expiate their sin draw near And what before they curst adore Thy Name That when the World their change or ruine see It may look higher and above Find the First Cause at whose great Will they move And know One God rules Heav'n Earth Thou art He. Psalm LXXXIV Quà m dilecta Tabernacula tua c. I. TRriumphant General of the Sacred Host Whom all the strength of Heav'n and Earth obey Who hast a Thund ring Legion in each Coast And Mighty Armies listed and in pay How fearfull art Thou in their head above Yet in Thy Temple Lord how full of Love II. So lovely is Thy Temple and so fair So like Thy self that with desire I faint My heart and flesh cry out to see Thee there And could bear any thing but this restraint My Soul do's on its old Remembrance feed And new desires by my long absence breed III. The Sparrows there have found themselves a nest And there their untun'd notes the Swallows sing A place where undisturb'd they all may rest And have some gift which they to Thee may bring Their young ones which they on Thy Altar lay And may not I as happy be as they IV. Thrice happy Man who in Thy House resides For He Thy glorious Name shall ever praise For whose necessities my God provides And is the Faithfull Guide of all his Wayes Though through the Vale of Baca he do's go My King who guides his Way will bless it too V. That thirsty Vale where scorching drought do's reign Shall in New streams and Rivers overflow Their tears shall help to water the sad Plain And make the Mulberies more fruitfull grow See how in troops they march till all at length To Sion come and there renew their strength VI. Triumphant Generall of the Sacred Host Whom all the Pow'rs of Heav'n and Earth obey Who hast a Thund'ring Legion in each Coast And mighty Armies listed and in pay Let not the noise of War so fill Thine Ear But that Thy Love through it my Prayers may hear VII Great God of Battles Thou who art my Shield Jacob's strong God on Thy Anointed shine If Thou encamp'st I 'me sure to gain the field And overcome because the Vict'ry's Thine I long to see Thy Glory as before And by this Absence learn to prize it more VIII For one day in Thy Temple to attend Before an age of Pleasure I preferr And might I in that Place my Life but spend The meanest Office is advancement there There should I count I had more honour won Charg'd with a Dore than here to wear a Crown IX My God would there upon His Servant shine And when that Sun is or too hot or bright Become a shield against the rayes Divine And on Himself reflect the glorious light Himself would interpose and be my Screen And nothing but Himself should come between X. Grace Now hereafter Glory
But on Thy God O Israel trust He only is Thy help and shield O house of Aaron flee to Him that 's Just For He is Thine and help will yield All you who fear th' Almighty Lord Upon Him trust and flee unto His Word For He 's your help and He will be your shield And though you flee it is to gain the field VI. The Lord has mindful of us been And He will all Our joyes restore The house of Israel have His blessing seen And He will bless them more and more The house of Aaron He will bless And all who fear Him shall by ' His love encrease 'Twixt rich and poor He do's no difference know But by His blessing both in numbers grow VII Bless'd of that God who all things made Both Earth and Sea and glorious Heaven High Heav'n's His seat and of Him is afraid But He to Man the Earth has given 'T is there that we admire His Wayes Before the grave shut us up and His Praise There will we bless the God in whom we live And as He life to us Him praises give Hallelujah Psalm CXVI Delexi quoniam exaudivit c. I. I Love Thee Lord with my whole heart For Thou dost my petitions hear Because Thou to me hast inclin'd Thine ear And thus propitious to Thy servant art With new requests I 'll ever prove Thee And shew by that I love Thee II. The pains of death enclos'd me round Grief held my heart and teares my eyes My grave stood open and death thence did rise Trouble and Horror on all sides I found Death it self waited underneath Above the pains of Death III. Yet to the Lord I cry'd and said My God Thy help I now implore Deliver me as Thou hast done before When in my trouble I unto Thee pray'd Though I deserv'd to be deni'd Yet to the Lord I cry'd IV. To wrath He 's slow abounds in love Our sins most ready to forgive The Innocent upon His bounty live In Him they live who reigns their God above He help'd me when I was brought low For He to wrath is slow V. Then to Thy rest my Soul return For God has kindly dealt with Thee Thy feet from sliding life from death set free Nor shall Thy failing eyes in sorrow mourn Thy dayes to praise Him are increas'd Return Soul to Thy rest VI. Lord I believe and therefore speak I knew I should Thy Mercy praise Though when afflicted and in rugged wayes One sorrow did my heart and silence break Then I all flesh the ly did give And yet Lord I believe VII What shall I bring and yield the Lord For all His Favours shown to me A thankful heart my sacrifice shall be I 'll praise Him and rely upon His Word New songs of thanks I 'll to Him sing And this at least will bring VIII My Vowes which in distress I made Before His People will I pay His People shall rejoice that solemn day Whilst those who are His En'mies be afraid When He His plagues upon them throws And do's accept My Vowes IX Dear in His sight His servants are He will Himself repay their wrong Though in forbearing He may seem too long It is more deep to strike and not to spare Nor is the death of the upright Less pretious in His sight X. Lord I am Thine and thine will be Thy Handmaids Son whom Thou did'st save My God Himself a ransome for me gave And to a nobler service set me free Thou brake'st my bonds and made'st me mine And now Lord I am Thine XI This will I bring and yield the Lord For all His Favours shown to me A thankful heart my sacrifice shall be I 'll praise Him and rely upon His Word New songs of thanks I 'll to Him sing And this at least will bring XII My Vowes which in distress I made Before His People will I pay His People shall rejoice that solemn day And where I made them there shall see them pai'd Within the Courts of the Lord's House There will I pay my Vowes Hallelujah Psalm CXVII Laudate Dominum Omnes c. I. ALL you who to the Lord your Beings ow All Nations with His blessings crown'd All people through the World renown'd Sing praises to that God who made you so II. To God whose Mercy do's to all extend Is great to us and good to you And with His Truth do's still renew But like Himself knowes neither bound nor end Hallelujah Psalm CXVIII Confitemini Domino quoniam c. I. TO God's Almighty Name sing praise And you who know how good He is Resign to Him what 's truely His And Arches of His own great Mercies raise For like His Word they have been sure And to Eternity endure II. Israel the great Jehova's choice Who all His fearful Works have seen Who His great Care have alwayes been Let Israel now confess with thankful voice His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure III. Let those who by their place attend And at His Altar daily wait Their own experiences relate Sing as they see the sacred flame ascend His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure IV. And to advance the Blessed King Let all the Righteous with them join And in a service thus Divine Bear their part too and in the Chorus sing His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure V. To God on high for help I cri'd Who from His Temple answer'd me Both heard my prayers and set me free The Lord of Host Himself was on my side I will not fear what man can do Since I 've a God to flee unto VI. With those who help'd me He was seen His Presence brought my greatest aid Nothing shall make me now afraid He 'll be my sword who has my Buckler been And when my Foes shall be o'rethrowne I 'll boast of what His hand has done VII Those who their Care on God do cast And know no other will but His Of sure recruits shall never miss But as a Rock i' th' midst of stormes stand fast On God 't is more secure to trust Than man who must return to dust VIII He never yet did any fail Most sure when most reli'd upon And though His Power subscribes to none He lets weak prayers o're Heav'n and Him prevail On God 't is more secure to trust Than Princes who must turn to dust IX Let Barbarous Nations girt me round And for my ruine all engage My trust is plac'd above their rage And stands unshaken on the higher ground For on the Lord of Hosts I 'll call And in His Name destroy them all X. Round let them compass me and round And for my ruine all engage My Trust is plac'd above their rage And stands unshaken on the higher ground For on the Lord of Hosts I 'll call And in His Name destroy them all XI Let them
Our opposition higher only swell'd III. God on the banks in view did stand And when the floods did Lowdest rore Mov'd o're the floods His All-commanding hand They stood awhile and gaz'd then backwards bore And chid their fellow waves which came too slow before IV. The Lord Himself has made Our Way And from their snares has set us free The snares are broke which they for us did lay And when they look'd that we should taken be God who first loos'd the net did give us wings to flee V. God is Our refuge and in vain Frail Man against Him thinks to stand His Word made all things all things do's sustain And He deliverance for us will command Has past His Word to do it and will use his Hand Psalm CXXV Qui confidunt in Domino c. I. ALL those who on th' Almighty God rely On God who do's o're all command Unmov'd shall like Mount Sion stand Shall stand as firm and bear their heads as high And what Mount Sion's to Jerusalem The Rock of Ages shall Himself be made to Them II. Thrice happy City girt with Mountains round On whom acknowledging Thy state The lesser Hills rise up and wait By God Himself Queen of all Cities crown'd Impregnable and steep rocks defend Thy Coasts But would prove vain were not their guard The Lord of Hosts III. He only is Thy Strength and not those Hills Yet as those Hills girt Thee about The Lord surrounds and finds His out Is alwayes near since every Place He fills God shall fight for them make their Enemies fly Lest seeing them still prosper They should Him deny IV. Arise O God and shew Thy Mighty hand Let not the Righteous be oppres'd Do good to Them but for the rest Let them Thy Wrath by bearing understand On Israel Peace and Thy Chief Blessings shower But on their Enemies floods of Fire and Brimstone poure Psalm CXXVI In convertendo Dominus I. WHen God a Miracle for Sion wrought And home Her exil'd Captives brought Exiles whose long Captivity Made them forget they e're were free And almost wish but as they were to be Th' Almighty did the Work so fast We thought it but a pleasant dream Yet wisht that dream might ever last It did so pleasant to us seem A Dream which though we did not homewards go Made us believe we did and hope 't was so II. But when Fruition had Our hopes o'recome And we indeed awak'd at home A Dream Our sufferings then seem'd more Than Our deliverance did before A Dream we thought what we in bondage bore And cheer'd at Our arrivall there Like men rous'd by some suddain fright Who in suspence 'twixt joy and fear Wake and speak of it when 't is light We whom Our feares struck dumb His praises spoke Who first Our chains and then Our silence broke III. The very heathen as We past along Joyn'd with us in Our cheerful song The Lord has done great things they sai'd Great things for us we answer made The Lord has done great things whereof we 're glad Like us may He the Remnant bring Bring back the whole Captivity And since there 's Water in the Spring O may not long the streames be dry But Lord like Rivers in the parched South Make these o'reflow as Thou suppli'st their drougth IV. He who his future hopes in grief do's sow And makes them with his tears to grow With joy shall see a fruitfull spring With joy His harvest home shall bring And all his sheaves with showting carry in As when the Carefull Husbandman His seed into the ground has thrown Rejoyces at a soaking rain To water that which he has sown Plenty distills from Heav'n with every drop And a moyst Seed-Time makes the fairest crop Psalm CXXVII Nisi Dominus aedificaverit c. I. DOwn to the very Centre of the Earth Let the foundations sink as low As its proud Towers in height do go To Heav'n above and touch Hell underneath If God the Mighty Pile do's not sustain The weaker buttresses are all in vain Either an Earth-quake to the ground Shall overthrow and levell all Or God Himself the Babel shall confound And then the difference is but small Whether it stand a Babel or a Palace fall II. Bring all the Forces of the Citie out Guard every port and every street A double guard upon them set And girt the Walls as they girt you about Yet after all to Heav'n you open ly Heav'n the best friend but the worst Enemy No guarding against that can save But without help from thence is lost And those who would from Heav'n protection have Must keep their hearts more than their Coasts Must keep there what must them preserve the Lord of Hosts III. The Sun's already up and I must rise How soon the day has chas'd the night But when that has expell'd the light How soon 't is Night the painfull labourer cries With care he rises and with care lyes down Anothers makes the profit Care his Own This though unbid is his sure guest Unseen into his bed do's slide And alwayes hinders or else breaks his rest Poor Man who thinks by this false guide To find that Ease which God from all but His do's hide IV. God ease and Children to His Own do's give Crowns all their Cares with this encrease Makes their great care their greatest ease Children in whose Posterity they live For by these shafts beyond the grave they fly And triumph o're their greatest Enemy The Man whose quiver loaded is With such as these need fear no shame Some may reach home though some fall short or miss Happy Man who has to guard His Fame More than great Kings a life-guard of his blood and Name Psalm CXXVIII Beati omnes qui timent c. I. BLest is the Man whose fear do's prove Only his guide in the Right Way Whose fear makes him the Lord obey And is the best incentive to his love He of the Labour of his hands shall eat The Lord shall alwayes bless his store His blessings alwayes shall flow o're And God who makes him good will make them great II. His Wife like to a fruitful Vine Shall into breadth and clusters run To him shall look as to her Sun And still have fruit on which that Sun may shine Like Olive plants his children round his board With spreading branches garnished Shall with their blossoms crown his head And thus shall he be blest who fears the Lord. III. The Lord shall bless Thee shew Thee good And all Thy dayes shall let Thee see Jerusalems Prosperity And wonder how so long unmov'd it stood Thou into Childrens Children shalt increase Shalt see them into Children grow And what will make it Heaven below Shalt Israel all the while behold in Peace Psalm CXXIX Saepe expugnaverunt c. I. UP from my Youth may Israel say From my Youth up I have great troubles seen Trouble and life did at a time
he bear Thy light If his own dazles Thyne will strike him blind III. Thou shalt destroy him and his lying tongue Shall to himself alone do all the wrong That blood of other men which he has shed Shall justly fall on his own head Whilst to Thy Temple I will come with praise And make Thy love the subject bee Whence I 'll take wing to mount to Thee And in my flight tow'rds Heav'n Thy glory raise IV. O bring me thither and make strait my way And let me see the snares my Enemies lay Be Thou my guide that I the path may know And lead me where I ought to go I dare not trust them though they seem to bless For even their flatteries poyson have Their tongue is death their throat the grave Wicked their hands their heart is wickedness V. Destroy them Lord but not by Thy right hand That signal justice from their own command By their own secret counsels let them fall And send those plagues for which they call In their transgressions let them be o'rethrown Burst with that pride with which they sweld For against Thee they have rebell'd And let the Curse they suffer be their own VI. But let all those who trust in Thee rejoyce And where their hearts are lift on high their voice Let them be fearless who adore Thy Name Preserv'd by their own heavenly flame For Thou all times the Righteous wilt defend Thy mighty Power shall be his shield Never o'recome hene're shall yield But certain Conquest shall his arms attend Psalm VI. Domine ne in furore tuo c. I. LOrd in Thy wrath rebuke me not Nor in thy fury chasten me For such weak things that furnace is too hot And by my clay no more endur'd can be Than my injustice and repeated wrongs by Thee II. Uphold me Lord for I am weak Whil'st Thou Thy hand dost on me lay My bones are shaken and my heart will break Heal me with Speed and take Thy hand away Or let me know how long and I 'll with patience stay III. Return and for Thy Mercy sake My Soul from this affliction save O now some pitty on thy servant take For Thou in death canst not Thy praises have But they and I shall be forgotten in the grave IV. I weary out the day with sighes And when that 's done the night with tears So vast a deep comes rolling from my eyes That down its tyde my bed it almost bears Yet though it wash my couch it cannot drown my fears V. My eyes are hollow and decayd And from their windows hardly see Quite buried in the graves my tears have made They only shew where they were wont to be So that what age to others grief has done to me VI. But hold why do I thus complain Like one whom God do's never hear For God has heard me and I 'll pray again Avoid Profane avoid least while yo' are near That wickedness which hardens yours should stop His ear VII The Lord has heard me and my tears Have found acceptance in His eyes My sighes already have blown o're my fears And scatter'd with their breath my Enemies So let them fly with shame all who against me rise Psalm VII Domine Deus meus noster c. I. ALmighty God to Thee for help I cry And on Thy Power alone rely Thou hast preserv'd me and once more Thy ancient favours I implore The same which Thou hast granted heretofore Thy hand has rais'd me when brought low In my distress Thou didst Thy mercy show May that strong hand which rais'd me then defend me now Lord from my Enemy deliver me And let my flight from him be but to Thee II. Shouldst Thou withdraw or not let me come near My Soul he would in pieces tear Just like a Lyon having found His helpless prey who looks around And only with his eyes gives the first wound But when he sees the guards are gone And shepheards scattred he falls boldly on And with his paws do's finish what his eyes begun Such would O Lord my certain ruine be Didst not Thou interpose to rescue me III. Yet Lord if I have done this wicked thing For which they charge me to the King Or if for some unworthy end I did but in my thoughts intend Wretch as I was a mischief to my friend Yea if I have not spar'd my foe Who without any cause of mine was so And when thy hand had given him to me let him go Then let my Enemy take my life away And spurn that honour I so low did lay IV. Lord in Thine anger to my cause arise Against my vengefull Enemies Awake and up in Judgement stand The same which Thou dost me command And take both Scales and Sword into Thy hand Then let the Congregation see That they themselves are blind who fancy Thee Filleted as they feign and make their Justice bee Return Thou therefore for their sakes on high That they may know ther 's in Thy hand an eye V. For Thou indeed art Judge and Lord begin With me when Thou hast purg'd my sin Remember my Integrity And after that Thy servant try Who to Thy Bar do's for just judgement fly That wickedness may have an end When thus to every cause Thou shalt attend And let Thy equall sentence upon all descend I 'm sure to be absolv'd at this debate For He that 's Judge shall be my Advocate VI. God shall the Righteous clear and but delay The Wickeds sentence for a day For every day with him He 's griev'd He is not pardon'd but repriev'd Not into favour but on proof receiv'd And if he turns not to the Lord Out from His mouth shall come the dreadful Word His bow 's already bent and He will whet His sword The instruments of death all furbisht are And for the blow th' Almighty arm 's made bare VII But unconcern'd he travayles with his sin And falshood to the birth do's bring Leaves not till having digg'd a pit He falls himself the first in it A just reward and for the maker fit On his own head his sin returns He feels the weight of his own heavy scorns And in a quenchless fire which he first kindled burns So righteous art Thou Lord so just Thy wayes Thy Name to heav'n do's reach so shall my Praise Psalm VIII Domine dominus noster c. I. SOle Monarch of the World Prince of all Powers Fountain of Beings glorious King Who can enough Thy praises sing Who art the Worlds great Lord as well as Ours Fondly by Verse we strive Thy Name to raise When it already is above our highest praise II. Thou and Thy Name alike are excellent And though we something see below The greatest part we cannot know Glorys which are above the Firmament Heav'ns of heav'ns a mean extent would be And low as hell were they in height compar'd to Thee III. Great as Thou art yet sometimes Thou dost love Some glory
Sacred Waies like Mighty Victors go III. Shew me those paths for Lord to Thee I pray Then lead me in them by the hand Else when they 're rough I shall discourag'd stand And to some easier passage hope to stray But loose my own and never find I fear Thy Way IV. Let not my sins to Thy Remembrance come Nor all those spots which stain'd my youth But wash them out and mindfull of Thy Truth Receive the Prodigal returning home And let Thy Mercy for Thy ancient Love make room V. In this Thou gloriest as Thy chiefest praise Repenting sinners to receive And when unable to come on they grieve The weak Thou lead'st the fallen up dost raise And anew shew'st and guid'st them in Thy pleasant Waies VI. Truth and Thy Mercy make them smooth and plain And though far off they rough appear They are with Roses strew'd when I come near Purge my great sin and lead me there again For that alone and not Thy Waies are full of pain VII Those who th' Almighty fear His Will shall know And to His sacred steps form theirs Blest in their lives and happy in their Heirs To whom the Lord will all His secrets show And what He shall command supply with strength to do VIII My God to Thee I look on Thee depend For Thou my feet caust only guide To shun those snares the wicked for me hide Thou know'st what I and what their plots intend And with one look can'st them and all my troubles end IX Behold their Numbers how they are increast And how like waves new pains succeed Forgive my sins whence all these tempests breed Let me be calm my Enemies opprest And the foul Sea and storm be only in their breast X. Prevent their malice and my Saviour be For Thou hast been and art my Trust Let Thy protection show that I am just Preserve me for I only wait on Thee But chiefly Israel save what e're becomes of me Psalm XXVI Judica me Domine quoniam c. I. Judge me O God for I to Thee appeal Who only knows my innocence Who dost the secrets of my heart reveal And all hypocrisie hast banish't thence Thou heretofore in need hast been my Trust And to Thy Word I 'm sure to find Thee just II. May I be found so Lord O try my waies And prove that heart which Thou dost see Thy mercies have been with me all my daies Still in my eyes as I am viewd by Thee That Truth which is Thy love Lord has been mine And from its paths I never would decline III. In Council with the vain I never sate Nor with dissemblers have I gone Their private conferences did alwaies hate And left the place when once the cause was known Have heart and hand alike kept innocent And from the Laver to Thy Altar went IV. There did I all Thy wondrous acts proclaim And undisturb'd recount my joyes And with my sacrifices holy flame That thence to Heaven went up I sent my voice Thy Temple Lord with us Thou know'st I love But much more that Thy presence makes above V. Number me not with fierce and cruel men Nor make me to possess their fears Our lives Thou know'st have very different been Let Our deaths too and mine not be like theirs I' th' right hand bribes a sword i' th' left do's shine And to Oppression muderous thoughts they joyn VI. But as for me though poor I 'm still upright My Justice do's unshaken stand Preserve me Lord and make my Innocence bright And left I slip uphold me with Thy hand So when my foot shall a sure standing gain Equal to Hills my song shall raise the Plain Psalm XXVII Dominus illuminatio mea c. I. WHen in the silence of the Night That darkness which should hide creates new fears When darkness quickens my dull sight And profound silence fills with noyse my ears Presenting there and to mine eye Horrors which in my fancy from'd do ly God through the darkness darts a ray And He who made the Light becomes Himself my day II. Since God's my trust whom need I fear He who first gave it will my life secure Will make my En'mies disappear When His clear light unable to endure By it struck blind they fall a prey Into those snares which they for me did lay For though to swallow me they came The ruin which has buried theirs shall raise my name III. Though mighty Kings against me rise And with their Armies compass me around Armies and Kings I would despise Themselves not me their numbers should confound On high I 'd look and Legions call From Heav'ns great Hosts triumphant Generall He to my rescue should come down And those who scap'd His hand should perish by their own IV. But neither 's this my chief desire Nor the too hasty glories of a Crown Not to be Great do I aspire Or from on high on others to look down But this is my unfeign'd request And to Thy pleasure Lord I leave the rest That in Thy Temple I may dwell And all Thy beauties there to after Ages tell V. There would I rest and be at ease Counting it both my hiding place and Rock There should I finde perpetual peace And stand unshaken by their rudest shock When windes and waves engag'd shall be And finde themselves that grave they threatned me Louder than them my voice I 'd raise And in dark clouds of Incense thunder out Thy praise VI. Lord to my prayers Thine ear incline Nor let them or my confidence be vain With favour on Thy Servant shine And to Thy Temple bring me back again No Eccho can more ready be To answer the quick call than I to Thee For when Thou sayst Seek ye my Face My Soul returns the word and says I 'l seek Thy Face VII O turn not then that Face away Nor let my sins between Us interpose Thou heretofore hast been my day When darkness did my Enemies enclose Now that my Friends for fear draw back Do not Thou too my God Thy Childe forsake Who Fatherless indeed should be Wert not Thou the Almighty Father One to me VIII Shew me Thy path and make it plain To me Lord plain but to my Enemies Rugged and broken full of pain And unto heights they dare not venture rise Direct them by some other way And make me not unto their teeth a prey On them their perjuries return And let their own breath make the fire they kindled burn IX Under these troubles my support Is only that I hope Thy Power to see My Confidence is my strong Fort Which I 'l maintain whil'st I can look to Thee Then bear up Soul and God attend Expect the succours which He 'll surely send Bear up but till this Storm is o're And wait Soul but a while and Thou shalt wait no more Psalm XXVIII Ad te Domine clamabo Deus c. I. TO Thee O Lord my Rock I cry O be not silent to
my Prayer Least if Thou art now Seas are high The Floods away my confidence should bear And I beswallow'd up by the next wave My God be not a Rock to hear though Thou art one to save II. The voyce of my Petitions hear When I for help to Thee shall cry Let my hands feel that Thou art near Though I unable am Thy Face to spy Hear me when tow'rds Thy Oracle I pray And as I thither look be pleas'd to cast one glance this way III. Number me not with the Unjust And those who study to do wrong On whom if any poor man trust Their heart is warr though peace be in their tongue Let equal punishments pursue their sin And may their just rewards be as their base deserts have been IV. They never mind what Thou hast done Nor what Thy mighty hands can do What wonders Thou hast for me shown And for me wilt continue still to show But they shall see them and consum'd with pain Into the lowest pit descend to view it thence more plain V. Blest be that God who bow'd His ear To those requests I to Him made He is my shield my strength my spear And was my help when I unto Him pray'd On Him I trusted and in Him rejoyce My Heart that 's gone before to Heav'n I 'l follow with my Voice VI. He is their Shield His strength their Spear Who on Him for those Arms depend The Lords Anointed need not fear For God who is His King supplies will send O save the People who indeed are Thine Feed them and Lord lift up their head as Thou hast rais'd up mine Psalm XXIX Afferte Domino Filii Dei c. I. YOu whom your birth for Scepters has design'd Whom God has blest with wealth to guard your birth From Sons has made you Lords of th' Earth And on yours stampt the Portraict of His minde Your Scepters to Him yield they are His due Who only to serve Him first gave them You. II. He is your King and though you reign below You are but Vassals to His Throne above Your fear do's your dependance prove And when He speaks before Him you all bow When from above He thunders all your Powers Scatter like Clouds and melt away in showers III. He thunders from above and with the noyse Whether they will or no makes Seas to hear For at His Word they all croud near Exalted up to Heav'n by His great Voyce A voyce which sure is full of Majesty When sluggish Seas are by it rais'd so high IV. Affrighted Libanus begins to heave Like his own Cedars trembles they all quake Their roots as much as branches shake And both look which should first the other leave Like a young heifer Syrian starts away But do's through fear what that is wont at play V. From Heav'n it came a Fire before it went Consuming Fire behinde brought up the rear That all might see as well as hear And by the Message know from whom 't was sent Kades did at the Clap bow down his head And whom all fear'd his frighted Lions fled VI. The fearfull Hinde hearing the thunder roar Cast her untimely Calf with speed to fly And thinking by this shot to dy Forgot the Dogs her only dread before The Lightning made the gloomy Forest bright And what the Sun could not display'd at night VII The whole World is Gods Temple all things bow Before His Footstool and recount His praise All in their place His glory raise And unto man by theirs his duty show Lightning and Thunder to serve Him contend And His great charge proclaim to th' Earths wide end VIII Upon the Floods He sits Floods to Him bring Their gifts and humbly at his feet lay down Their Spoyls as Customs to His Crown And worship Him as their puissant King He stills their noyse and God who raging Seas Stills with a word shall give His people Peace Psalm XXX Exaltabo te Domine c. I. MY God I will to Thee give praise Because Thou hast exalted me Thou from the grave my life did'st raise And now my Song shall honour Thee When against me my foes did come And shar'd the prey and in their minds led home Their Captives Thou appeard'st and would'st not let them overcome II. 'T was then that to my God I cri'd And He who wounded made me whole All other helps which I had try'd Did but afflict not ease my Soul Even then He me did keep alive My ransom'd life did from the grave reprieve And a new Lease when I had forfeited the old did give III. O ye His Saints sing to His Name His Holiness with thanks record Thence take new fewel to your flame Sing Holiness unto the Lord His wrath a moment may remain But love shall make the storm a calm again And give a life as free from danger as it is from pain IV. Trouble and grief may last all night And to its dismal shade add theirs But when the morning brings the light Darkness shall scatter and my fears And as the Sun which guilds the day Out from the briny Ocean makes his way My Sun which breaks through tears shall brighter shine and look more gay V. Fixt on my Throne with mercy crown'd Unmov'd like some huge Rock I stood Me thoughts with pleasure I look'd round And saw my feet kiss'd by the flood Sure now I 'm past all fear I said Thy favour Lord my Rock so strong had made Others may well of me but I of none can be afraid VI. But as I thus express'd my pride Forgetting Him who made me so Thou Lord Thy face didst from me hide And then I came my self to know Trouble and pain no certain ground Which way so e're I look'd new griefs I found And the same floods which kiss'd my feet before my head surround VIII Then to Thee Lord again I cry'd What profit is there in my blood If in the pit I must abide Can Thy praise there be understood Shall the grave praise Thee or declare Thy Truth and Mercy what their glories are The grave which is as senseless as the dust that 's buryed there VIII Hear me O God and mercy show Unto my Help Thy self come down My God has heard me and I know Bv this He will His servant own To laughter He has turn'd my tears With gales of joy has blown away my fears And He who mourn'd now a Triumphant Robe and Laurel wears IX For this I will Thy praises sing And never in them silent be My glory shall its Anthem bring And faint not while 't is praising Thee Thy Mighty Power the ground shall give My noblest skill to manage it shall strive And when I cease my God to praise Thee let me cease to live Psalm XXXI In te Domine sper avi non confundar c. I. THou art my hope O God in whom I trust Let not my confidence procure me shame But save me in Thy Truth for
Thou art Just And in my great escape consult Thy Name Least those who know it not Thy care should blame To my complaint and cries incline Thine ear And by Thy help make me assur'd that Thou dost hear II. Thou art my Rock where till the storm is past Above the floods I shall securely stand At Sea a Rock where all my safety 's plac'd And a strong Tower and Arsenall at land O bring me thither by Thine own Right hand Guide me my God who only art my strength And by the pleasures of the way deceive its length III. Remove the snares which for my feet are laid Thou to whose hands my spirit I resign Of all I am the purchase Thou hast made And so redeem'd I can be only Thine And what 's Thy love or Hatred shall be mine Lyars and their fond vanities I hate But trust in Thee who hast preserv'd my life and state IV. In Thee will I be glad in Thee rejoyce Who hast my troubles seen and heard my cryes To th' Songs my heart begins I 'll tune my Voice And count of all Thy glorious Victories And on their wings to Heav'n in Triumph rise I 'll sing how for me Thou mad'st bare Thy hand And set me in a place where round I might command V. This Thou hast done and these Thy Works I 'll praise But yet my troubles have not their full end Fears and continual snares surround my wayes And grief to th' Earth my soul so low do's bend That scarce in sighs I can to Heav'n ascend Consum'd with care my bones and life decay And in my wasted flesh unwillingly do stay VI. On my wing'd groans away my years do fly And for my sins my strength do's fail Nor am I only scorn'd by my ' Enemy But friends with whom my sorrows should prevail With scoffs he thought too sharp my life assail A Feast I 'm to my own and those who see My miseries afar off less fly the plague than mee VII Like a dead man forgotten in the grave An earthen Vessel all to shivers broke Which Art too late would or repair or save My old acquaintance strangely on me look And tremble as they see me at Thy stroke Traytor the Great ones call me and as so My life they have decreed shall for my treasons go VIII In this sad state to Thee my God I cry Knowing Thou all their Threats canst countermand Their malice by Thy strength I can defie For all my Times are measur'd by Thy hand And in Thy Sacred Roll recorded stand For my deliverance shew Thy Power Divine And for Thine Honours sake upon Thy Servant shine IX Guard me from shame for I have call'd on Thee And make it theirs to whom Thy Name 's unknown Let silence and the grave their portion bee And may all those who on the Just have thrown Reproach find it rewarded with their own Stop lying mouths which use proud things to speak And with their causless envy let them swell and break X. But who enough Thy Goodness can adore Or knows the treasures which thou up hast laid For them who fear Thee in Thy boundless store How glorious they hereafter shall be made O're whom Thy wings already are display'd There shalt Thou hide them from the strife of tongues And on their proudest Enemies return their wrongs XI So was I hid and thus His power have seen Blest be His Name when girt with Foes around He interpos'd Himself and came between In a strong City made me keep my ground And foes too potent for me did confound I 'm lost I said cut off and quite undone Yet when I cry'd was heard by Him I call'd upon XII By my example love Him all His Saints Who for the Faithfull do's so well provide But on the stubborn multiplies restraints His Face for ever from their suit do's hide And on them pours the vengeance they defy'd Chear up all you who on the Lord depend The present Storm in an Eternal Calm shall end Psalm XXXII Beati quorum remissae sunt c. I. HE whose iniquities are purg'd away And he alone indeed is blest Short of True Happiness all others stay And where they cannot have it seek for rest No other path the way to life do's show And only that which leads from sin do's thither go II. Blest is the Man whose faults remitted are To whom the Lord imputes no sin Whose hands are guiltless and Whose heart is clear Without all pure and all refin'd within Whose filthy spots of lust appear no more But now one Royall Purple dyes his Soul all o're III. This when I knew not nor what ease it gave My faults before Thee to confess My grief which could no certain measure have Daily increas'd instead of being less I griev'd indeed and mournfully complain'd Of sins effects ne're thinking that the Cause remain'd IV. Grief and Thy hand upon me night and day Low as the earth did beat me down And all the tears which I had thrown away But dryer left me when their flood was gone Dry as the thirsty earth for want of rain When all the moysture which it gave Heav'n takes again V. At length perceiving all my groans were vain I thought upon some other way To thee I did disclose my sin and pain Thou in return their fury didst allay No sooner I'll confess my sins I said But He who heard forgave them me e're I had pray'd VI. For this shall every Just man thee implore And call when Thou wilt surely hear The Seas which now against him proudly roar May spend their Mouths but never shall come near He is above their reach and shall despise Their greatest rage and scorn them when they highest rise VII Thou art my hiding place my life wilt save And teach me Songs of praise to sing Others who of Thy Wayes no knowledge have Guided my self by Thee I 'll to thee bring Then be not Man more brutish than thy Mule Which thou thy self hast broke and with a Curb canst rule VIII Perpetual sorrows Trouble without ease Is the whole portion of th' Unjust Whil'st thousand Mercies and eternal Peace Encompass those who on th' Almighty trust Mercies and Peace encompass them around With these their feet are stablisht their heads are crown'd IX Rejoyce ye Righteous and shout forth your praise Be glad in Him who is Your King In the Almighty God whose wondrous wayes Give life and spirit to the dullest string He is Your God and Him with praise adore If any to rejoyce have cause sure you much more Psalm XXXIII Exultate Justi in Domino c. I. REjoyce ye Righteous and to God sing praise With all the Numbers Musick can invent The Harp and Lute and ten-string'd instrument And with their sound to Heav'n your voices raise Express your thanks thus and your love And in the Consort joyn with Saints above In Anthems His great Name adore Nothing can please Him better or become you
more II. Make Him your Song and of His Acts reherse Whose Word is like the God who spake it true And every day His constant praise renew Who is the Soveraign of the Universe Who the whole Earth with goodness fills With Flowers the valleys cloaths and crowns the hills Whose care to all His Works extends And the strait bounds of Time as well as Space transcends III. Beyond new Lands which undiscovered lye Beyond the Circuit of the Tractless Air Beyond those Heav'ns which first created were And in the skirts of His vast Empire bee His breath did all the Frame compose The Heav'nly Hosts by it from nothing rose Those sparkling fires we see above In which His power appears declare to us His love IV. He spake the Word and Seas obedient prove Stood up in heaps the Earth to overflow Till He their bounds set out plac'd some below And treasur'd others in His stores above The raging Deep in Prison laid And of its Jaylor bid it be afraid The sand which chains it to the shore With Law to over-look but never to pass o're V. Let the whole World before their Maker fall And of His Power the Nations stand in aw For He whose Spirit from nothing all did draw Has ruin no less ready at His Call His Counsels shall for ever stand Their plots though ne're so deep to countermand Making them know they are but Men And less than so when He His breath shall call again VI. Thrice happy Soul who here has fixt his joyes And on the Lord alone for help depends Such constant happiness His Love attends That even their land is so who are His choyce God who from Heav'n with curious eyes Sees every heart and all their actions tryes To whom all hearts are better known For He first made them than t' each single Man his own VII In vain Fond Kings expect sure Victories From numerous Armies and a mighty Host For Victory on airy wings is tost And only to the side He favours flies The greatest Champion cannot save His own head sentenc'd by Him to the grave And all the speed his horse can make In flying one is a worse ruin to o'retake VIII Those only are secure who have His eye On whom He looks for good who fear His Name And present hopes by ancient love can claim When they in need for help or mercy cry Their lives He from the pit brings back And what was once their fear their Song do's make In famine they by Him are fed Who is at once th' Eternal God and living bread IX On Thee O God we wait Thou art our shield Nor will we to another fortress flie There have we plac'd our trust resolv'd to die If the Almighty will no succour yield But He will help and send new joyes To fill our hearts and to employ our voyce And only as we trust in Thee So let Thy Mercy Lord and our Salvation bee Psalm XXXIIII Benedicam Dominum c. I. LORD I will bless Thee and Thy praise Shall up to Heav'n my Voice and numbers raise Of Thee my Soul all times shall boast Who save'dst me when I gave my self for lost And with us shall the humble joyn Hoping Thou wilt their refuge be as Thou wert mine II. Come ye blest Saints and let us rise Together with our Songs and reach the skies Praise Him who my first groans did hear Yet with His hand seem'd to prevent His ear And when like mine your troubles be But look to Him that hand shall save you which help'd me III. Tell Him the Wonders He has shown What for my sake He did and what for ' His own Say Lord. This poor man to Thee cry'd And Thou heard'st him why then am I deny'd I who no less am Thy great care Since equally round both encamp'd Thy Angels are IV. Trie Him but thus and thou shalt know Thine own as certain as my joyes are now How Good He is how happy they Who make His Power their hope His love their stay Dread Him for if He has Thy fear Thou may'st be confident Thy wants shall have His ear V. Hee 'll be himself Thy mighty store When savage Lions shall for hunger roar Whil'st those who glory in their Gold And in his own Chains would the Prisoner hold Spoylers themselves are Captives made And into suddain want which they least fear'd betray'd IV. But Children yield to me your ear I 'll tell you whom and how you ought to fear Would you have life and happy dayes Keep well your tongue and that will guide your wayes Do good and from all vice abstain No easier road than Peace and no way more plain VII On such God looks and to their cryes His ears are open to their griefs His eyes They for deliv'rance need but pray The hand which saves shall wipe their tears away But to the wicked He 's a flame Which shall consume their very Memories with their Name VIII Himself Hee 'll to the Just reveal The humble save and broken hearts will heal Their pains indeed are sharp and long Yet till deliverance comes He 'll make them strong And all the while they 're on the Rack Will see that those who torture them no bones shall break IX But as the wicked live they die The Just man's but their own worst Enemy Their own designs shall haste their death Kill'd by that poyson which themselves did breath Whil'st God redeems the Souls of His And shews His help more certain than their trouble is Psalm XXXV Judica Domine nocentes c. I. GReat God and Judge to hear my Cause arise And on my part just sentence give Subdue and scatter all my Enemies And only to be conquer'd let them live Go out and in the battell stand Thy Shield in one and glittering Sword in t'other hand II. Let it be drawn and with their blood all stain'd Make a Red Sea around to flow Let it maintain the passage it has gain'd And safely guard the way where I should go Say to my Soul that I am Thine And that for my defence Thou make'st Thy glory shine III. Those who dare still resist too stout to yield And with new heat my Soul pursue Let them with shame and infamy be fill'd And find the battell though they flye renew Upon Thee let them turn their back To be Thy Butt and all Thy poyson'd arrows take IV. Let them like chaff be driv'n before the Winde And by Thy Angels Lord be chas'd Let them i' th dark a way so slippery find That headlong ruin may attend their hast O'rewhelm them in the pits they made And take theirs in the net which for my feet they laid V. Let their destruction hasten unperceiv'd The same which they decreed for me Whil'st I for better dayes am still repriev'd And my deliv'rances ascribe to Thee That Thy Great Name may be my Song Who thus the weak and Poor save'st from the proud and strong VI. False Witnesses
're gone already and behind There 's nothing left of all he did The glories of his house ly hid And with his fame are turn'd to wind Whose very ruins though thou seek'st no where canst find VII But those who patiently on God depend He with a numerous family will bless No tempest can their setled calm offend But they in peace their Souls and Land possess No matter though incens'd with rage The wicked curse them in his pride God do's no less his threats deride Sees him in his declining age And the Scene finisht with him will remove the stage VIII Against the Righteous with drawn Sword he stands Has bent his bow and let the arrow fly Would in his blood embrew his cruel hands And his least threatning is that he shall dy But God who do's the Poor sustain By his own Sword shall make him fall Against him his own aids shall call Which he to fly shall seek in vain When in his heart the arrows which he shot remain IX Better 's that little which the Righteous have Than all the stores whereof the Wicked boast God shall disperse what he rak'd up to save And there most scatter where he gath'red most For He the Just mans way do's know What he has suff'red what has done Lending His arm to lean upon Will show him where he ought to go And after a long life Heav'n in reward bestow X. In War he shall be kept in Famine fed In the worst times nor blush nor be afraid God who 's his shield Himself will find him bread And only make his Enemies dismay'd They like the fat of lambs shall waste And only leave a smoke behind To be the triumph of the wind Their goods ill gotten shall not last But like their suddain growth their end shall come as fast XI The wicked borrows but ne're means to pay The Righteous gives and counts for so much more For God returns it him another way That God whose Word makes either rich or poor Directs his passage through the land Upholds him as he goes along By this assistance makes him strong And when he stumbles gives His hand Both leads him when he slips and makes him firmer stand XII Through all my life which has so wondrous been From its first journey Youth to this last stage Where every day I have new wonders seen And been my self the greatest of the age The Liberal man I ne're knew need Himself quite left or Children crave An alms but what he lent they have For thus he did but cast that seed On whose increase they live and plentifully feed XIII Fly Vice and that thou may'st a blessing leave For Childrens Children to Gods ways form Thine Return that justice which thou didst receive So shall thy help be from the hand Divine That on thee shall pour mercies down Below shall give thee many dayes And happy all then after raise Thy head to an immortal Crown Whil'st the whole race of wicked shall to Hell be thrown XIV As his heart thinks the Just man ever speaks From Gods Law there like streams right judgement flows The Statutes he commands his hand ne're breaks And where that points his foot unerring goes In vain the Wicked snares do's lay And spreads in vain for him his nets To take his life the way besets For God shall in the Judgement day When he clears him the privy murderer justly slay XV. Wait on the Lord and see what end Hee 'll make Keep close to His and He shall guard thy way Thy duty 's all the care He 'd have thee take And only to possess the Land obey And when thy Enemies turn to dust And like that vanish from thy sight Thou shalt behold it with delight On His own terms th' Almighty trust For He who promis'd thee and threatned them is just XVI How could that be else which mine eyes have seen The Wicked in great power exceeding high Like some proud Cedar stand and ever green With his leaf age Heav'n with his head defie But yet he pass'd and yet he fell An hand immortall gave the wound No more could root or branch be found I look'd and ask'd but none could tell Where was the place it grew or whence it sunk to hell XVII Unlike the Perfect man whom God defends For if you mark him and observe th' Upright Mercy his life his death-bed peace attends Without all storm or Conscience to affright While that o'rethrow the wicked have Is a light taste of what shall be Their portion to Eternity From which their riches less can save Their guilty souls than their vile bodies from the grave XVIII In God the Poor do's all his trust repose To Him in trouble flyes in straits complains Who in return confounds His bloody foes And leads them captive in eternal Chains For none e're yet his eyes did raise To Heav'n for help and sought it thence With certain hope and confidence But Heav'n did crown his head with bayes And turn'd his Prayers into triumphant Songs of Praise Psalm XXXVIII Domine ne in furore tuo arguas me c. I. LORD in Thy wrath rebuke me not Nor in Thy fury chasten me For such weak things that Fornace is too hot And by my clay no more endur'd can be Than my injustice and repeated wrongs by Thee II. In vain Thy wrath I strive to fly And from my self in vain make haste For lo the dart by which I needs must die At once has pierc'd and in my side sticks fast By no hand to be drawn but His from whence 't was cast III. 'T is Thou alone my life must save For not my least part Lord is sound My bones with rottenness prevent the grave Turn'd to that dust the dead are under ground And my whole body is all o're but one great wound IV. My sins like billows o're me roll The sinner all engag'd to drown And with huge weights so press my helpless Soul That it unable to resist lyes down Under the load that 's yet made heavier by Thy frown V. Uneasie weight which as it lies New galls and bruises me all o're Under whose burden I scarce hope to rise For if I do I shall afresh but roar As long as that remains which caus'd at first my sore VI. My foolishness which like a fire That inward burns takes reins and heart Fed with that blood by which it should expire Seising e're felt the best and noblest part Beyond the cure of herbs or helpless Physicks art VII Thus weak and broken thus cast down To Thee alone my prayers I make Who all my sighs and tears and wounds hast known And the great cure canst only undertake Now all my friends me as a dying man forsake VIII Nor is this all my Enemies Least I should scape new toyls prepare Their tongues speak out the malice of their eyes And what too long they had conceal'd declare Lord what 's their hand if even their words thus cruel
are IX As one past hope they of me speak And think by that to make me fear But all their words nor can my silence break Nor them convince that I so much as hear Without reproofs as dumb patient as without ear X. But Thou O God art my great trust And unto Thee my heart do's pray Hear me My God lest they who so much boast Seeing me fall presumptuously inveigh 'T was caus'd by theirs when Thou but took'st Thy hand away XI I know I have deserv'd to fall And even to Hell to be cast down But let my tears Thy help and pardon call I grieve Thou see'st and my transgressions own Forbear Thine Lord where sentence has already gone XII For this my Enemies encrease My sins I know have made them strong For this all thoughts of former kindness cease And my just deeds they recompense with wrong Yet still I 'll follow Thee though th' way be rough long XIII Forsake me not but be my guide And lead me that I never stray For should'st Thou go too fast before or hide Thy gracious sight I should benighted stay And still the more I sought the more should lose my way Psalm XXXIX Dixi custodiam vias c. I. LEt him go on for me I said And into his rude passions break I'll keep the resolutions I have made And though he urge me to it will not speak Will not of all his injuries complain For though his words are Spears his sight shall be a rein II. This while the wicked was in sight I with my self resolv'd to do My stubborn mouth was silenter than night Grief strook me dumb before his presence now Not one good word did from my lips once fall Least I should speak amiss I would not speak at all III. But as a wild unruly fire The more 't is checkt the more't do's burn My heart inflam'd by vchement desire To answer him did on it self return And there it rag'd and there it burnt so long Till it brake out at last and set on fire my tongue IV. Lord said I then make me to know What bound is set to my few dayes How long from thee I must remain below Strange to my own but stranger to Thy wayes How frail I am how near unto my end That what 's Thine own I may before hand to Thee send V. I know I 'm frail and if with Thyne I my uncertain life compare That age which I may truly say is mine And all my dayes to Thy years nothing are Mans best estate is but an empty strife And if there can be less than nothing found 't is Life VI. The faint resemblance of a shade That scarce can in conception be And yet how great a slave poor Man is made Whom God at first appointed to be free An airy thing that only lives by Fame And whom unweildy passions ruin give and Name VII He loves and hates and hopes and fears And with fresh wounds renews his pain Troubles himself at every thing he hears And scarce recovered slips and falls again Erects vast Piles and endless wealth do's save Yet knows not who the fruit of all his cares shall have VIII What then my God can I expect Truly my hope depends on Thee May'st Thou Thy Servant from all wrongs protect And from my sins worse Foes deliver me Not that they were unheard I dumb did stand But when they spake upon my self I felt Thy hand IX When Thou dost man for sin chastise And with Thy judgments on him fall No beauty in his own less in Thine eyes Is left of that which he did beauty call But like a garment which the Moth has fret Just such a thing is Man though ne're so high and great X. Remove Thy hand for Lord I faint Thy wrath I can no longer bear From Heav'n bow down and hear my sad complaint Speak Lord that I may know I have Thine ear O from my tears turn not Thy face away They on Thee call and be not Thou more dumb than they XI Thou know'st I have no resting place I nor my Fathers here below They 're gone and I must follow them apace Spare me before I that great Journey go Lord spare me who e're long shall be no more Forgot by mine as I have those who went before Psalm XL. Expectans expectavi c. I. IN my great trouble when all hopes did fail I patiently for God did wait And found my Prayer then to prevail When all means else or useless prov'd or came too late II. The Lord unto my voice inclin'd His ear And from the pit deliver'd me A pit whose sight strook me with fear And only as my dungeon could more dreadfull be III. There stuck my feet and thence He brought me out And on a rock to fall no more But to view Him and look about As high He rais'd me as I was cast down before IV. Where as I stood I sang with chearfull Voice His praises who deliver'd me Whil'st those who fear'd before rejoyce A certain Providence in all events to see V. Blest is that man who makes the Lord his trust His firmest stay and confidence Unbyass'd by anothers lust And keeps his own from having any influence VI. Many and fearfull things Thy hand has done And whose can with Thy works compare But could Thy thoughts to us be known Numberless Lord and like Thee infinite they are VII I heard Thee say Thou dost not blood desire No Off'rings or Burnt-Sacrifice That Altars smoak with daily fire And with the clouds they upward send obscure the skies VIII Instead of them my self I bring to Thee And in Thy Roll if Thou but look 'T is written there concerning me Nor is my Name alone but Office in Thy Book IX 'T is entred there what my delights have been And that I more to Thee might draw How I Thy Righteousness have seen And what I knew and kept to others preach'd Thy Law X. Thou know'st O God my tongue has not been still And that Thy Word I ne're conceal'd But as I knew what was Thy Will Its Truth and Faithfulness have in Thy Church reveal'd XI Thy wonted Grace ah do not then withhold But in Thy mercies Lord draw near Those mercies which have been of old And in my help with greater lustre will appear XII For thousand evils have begirt me round And all my sins upon me seise With pensive eyes fixt on the ground I dare not upward look their numbers so encrease XIII If to the sky I in the sky behold Stars which one yet may sooner count My hairs could every hair be told Compar'd with them are lost and to no summ amount XIV Wherefore my God be pleas'd to come away And to my rescue make more haste My troubles call O do not stay Nor let Thy help be slow when they come on so fast XV. Now come and with Thy Presence Lord confound My proud and cruel Enemy Level his greatness
with the ground And when he surely thought to conquer let him fly XVI Let him be backward forc'd and for the scorn His cursed malice threw on me Let on his head that scorn return And be himself as low as he wisht I should be XVII Whil'st those who on the Almighty's Arm do trust In Thee who their Salvation art Always rejoyce that Thou art Just And have their mouths as full of praises as their heart XVIII May I my God one of that number bee For though at present I am low Thou know'st I still belong to Thee And only for my sins till they are purg'd am so XIX Then help me Lord O do not ever stay But to my rescue come at last My troubles call Thee now away Let not Thy help be slow when they come on so fast Psalm XLI Beatus Vir qui intelligit c. I. BLest is that man who do's the poor relieve And feels the miseries which he sees them bear The Lord will sure deliverance to him give And alway to his Prayers incline His ear Will set him from his troubles free And his past griefs with pleasure let him see II. God will preserve him from the rotting grave And here on earth let him behold His face His life from all his Enemies will save And grant him now the presence of His grace His Enemies Wills shall stoop to His And here he shall begin his endless bliss III. When on the bed of sickness he shall ly His bed that God which holds him up will make Will give him strength though able scarce to cry And faithfull hands which Heav'n by force shall take That Mercy then which he has shown And all he gave shall truly be his own IV. Dear God said I on whom all things depend Though I have thus by Thy commandment done I merit nothing Lord for I have sinn'd And what I gave Thee was before Thine own Yet grant it mine Lord heal my Soul For Silver streams cleanse not what Sin makes foul V. My Enemies Thou know'st assault my Fame When will he die say they and leave behinde That which wee 'll look shall not bide long his Name But to it given be quickly turn'd to winde And when one comes to visit me Instead of Comfort he speaks Vanity VI. Notice of every groan he seems to take And weeps and sighs to bear me company But gone a sport of all my grief do's make And laughs to think how he impos'd on me Abroad he tells where he has been And lies invents of what he there has seen VII A base disease sayes he to him cleaves fast Thus Lord Thou know'st they still against me speak This sickness cannot choose but be his last His bodies pain his heart will doubtless break He cannot scape as heretofore But this time fallen he shall rise no more VIII Then to encrease my miseries my Friend Whom I till then more than my self could trust Who of my bread did eat new cares did send And then most fail'd when he was wanted most Against me has lift up his heel And for my love made me his malice feel IX But Thou O God to me be mercifull And raise him up whom Thou hast cast thus low Vengeance may I upon my Enemies pull And up to Heav'n my self more freely grow Hence 't is I know Thy love to mee That from their hands by Thine I am set free X. Thou art my stay and Thou dost me uphold Else my integrity would quickly fail In Thy warm Sun I never shall be cold Nor in Thy sight my darkness Lord prevail To Jacobs God let all sing praise And to His Name Eternall Arches raise Amen and Amen The End of the First Book of Psalms THE SECOND BOOK OF PSALMS Psalm XLII Quemadmodum desiderat c. I. LOok as the Hart by dogs and men pursu'd Seeing his heels betray their flight When he of both had lost the sight Pants for the streams and takes at last the flood With hopes by changing thus the Element To cool his heat and in its streams to drown the scent II. After my God so pants my chased Soul My Soul so thirsts for Thee my King When wilt Thou me to Sion bring Where I may serve Thee Lord without controll Thou know'st my grief how tears have been my food When my insulting Foes have cry'd Now where's your God III. I grieve but when I think the time will come That I shall to Thy Temple go And on my Harp Thy wonders show How I again in triumph shall come home These happy thoughts dispell my darkest fears And what grief did before my joy dissolves in tears IV. Why art Thou troubled Soul and restless grown As if forgotten through despair As if Thy God had left His care And lower than indeed Thou art cast down Trust in Him still for Thou His Name shalt praise And whom His absence has depress'd His sight shall raise V. Down to the Earth my troubled Soul is cast Yet will I Lord remember Thee The whole World is Thy Royalty Missar and Hermon part of Zions Waste Whither from thence my eyes delight to stray And though they cannot see it love to gaze that way VI. Deeps upon Deeps in lowder tempests call The Seas above to them bâ—low Together o're my head they go And on they bid the conquering billows fall In troops they come as to divide the prey And hollow to their fellow waves to haste away VII Fall on proud waves on me spend all your rage I can withstand your roughest shock Fall on and break against this Rock Which dares your pride and for me do's engage My God will still your noyse your fury lay And change this dismal night into a glorious day IX But where 's my God that I to him may sing Let me not ever suffer thus But to me be propitious Break forth O Sun and healing with Thee bring Pierc'd to the Heart Thou know'st I could weep blood When my insulting foes say daily Where 's your God IX Why art Thou troubled Soul and restless grown As if forgotten through despair As if Thy God had left His Care And lower than indeed Thou art cast down Trust in Him still for Thou His Name shalt praise And whom His absence has depress'd His sight shall raise Psalm XLIII Judica me Deus discerne c. I. THou who art Judge of all the World be mine Be both my Judge and Advocate My Cause both sentence and debate And let the issue prove that I am Thine From the deceitfull Man deliver mee Others he may deceive but ne're impose on Thee II. Thou art my strength and on Thee I rely Why do's my God this distance keep Whil'st I ly buryed in the Deep And only with my sighs can upward fly Pitty my Darkness Lord dispell this night And from Thy sacred Hill send forth Thy Truth and Light III. That gloâ—ious Light which may direct my way And where Thou
always art bring mee That we may still together bee In Sion where Thy Presence makes it day Then with my Harp I 'll to Thy Altar go And what above shall never cease begin below IV. Why art Thou troubled Soul and restless grown As if forgotten through despair As if Thy God had left His care And lower than indeed Thou art cast down Trust in Him still for Thou His Name shalt praise And whom His absence has depress'd His sight shall raise Psalm XLIV Deus auribus nostris audivimus c. I. GReat God we oft have heard our Fathers tell The Mighty works which Thou of old hast done When to make room for them where they might dwell And in a Land of thine own choice sit down The Natives by Thy hand were overthrown How Egypt at Thy Signs admiring stood And thinking to pursue were drown'd i' th' flood II. 'T was not their Bow or Sword which forc'd their way Nor the weak aids their helpless arms could bring But Thou whose Word the Sacred Hosts obey Made'st certain Victory attend their string And as their arrows flew direct her wing Thy Light and Favour was their Arms and Guide And when they fought to conquer Thou did'st ride III. May'st Thou again do thus who art Our King And new deliv'rance for their Seed command Thou only canst such great Salvation bring As may again return us to Our Land And make us on our Enemies necks to stand And when Thy Power Thou on our side shalt show And beat them down through Thee wee 'll keep them so IV. T was not our Bow or Sword that helpt wee 'll say Northose weak aids our useless Arms did bring But He whose Word the Sacred Hosts obey Made certain Victory attend our string And as our arrows flew direct her wing He put our Enemies to flight and shame And His great Praise for ever wee 'll proclaim V. But we alas not they are forc'd to fly Since Thou who lead'st our Armies out of old Art now become Thy self an Enemy And make'st them more successfull grow and bold That what with wrong they got by force they hold Like one great flock of Sheep we scatt'red are And wolves devour those whom the Shambles spare VI. We openly are sold but 't is for nought Nor do's Thy treasure by our sale encrease By those who hate us we for slaves are bought Nor by our miseries do's their fury cease But wee in Warr less suff'red than in Peace A shame reproach and proverb wee are made In scorn to hands which were of ours afraid VII 'T is not our disappointments and disgrace That are the only causes of our shame Not these alone with blushes fill our face But the sad thoughts that Thou should'st bear our blame And have expos'd with us Thy Sacred Name For what 's our own we could with Patience bear But Blasphemies 'gainst Thee can never hear VIII Yet both Lord we have heard and both have born But in our suff'rings not forgotten Thee Resolv'd our steps from Thy Laws ne're to turn How rough and hard soe're the way may be Or in Thy Oath to deal perfidiously Though for our Masters we fierce Dragons have And all our service is in sight o' th' grave IX Had we forgotten His or to strange Names Of Idol-gods stretch'd out our suppliant hands Should not God know and visit this in flames Who the vast Empire of all hearts commands And thoughts more than we actions understands But for His sake alone all day we ' are slain Like Sheep and where we fed have dy'd the Plain X. Awake why sleep'st Thou Lord awake and rise And turn nor us nor Thy bright face away Let our distress find pity in Thine eyes Which see the weights they on our shoulders lay And how we prostrate for Thy succour pray Ah cause Thy face for Thy loves sake to shine And for our help arise who still are Thine Psalm XLV Eruct avit Cor meum verbum c. I. A Thousand fancies from my heart the Spring Like a swoln stream which banks can ne're control Increasing still as it along do's roll And grown impetuous scorns to be kept in Too great already in my Soul to stay They out will burst and by my tongue Flow in a swift and numerous Song Will there or find or force their way And make my hand which cannot stop to run as fast as they II. Dread Sov'reign when the argument is Thine And Thou art pleas'd to give me leave to sing Of all that grandure which enthrones my King No wonder if my Verse be gay and fine Thy beauty not my skill do's make it so Thou who in beauty dost excell The fairest Soul which best do's dwell From whose soft lips there ever flow That Grace and Blessing Heav'n till now on Man did ne're bestow III. Go on then Valiant Prince and gird Thy Sword Wherewith Thou hast so often Conquerer been Appear more glorious than Thou e're wert seen And let the whole world own Thee for their Lord Then mount Thy Chariot and in triumph ride With Meekness Truth and Equity And all the Virtues running by Whil'st Vict'ry do's Thy journeys guide And flies before new Conquests and fresh Laurels to provide IV. Then shall Thy arm for slaughter be made bare And Thy proud Enemies receive the darts Which Thou shalt throw and bury in their hearts Whil'st those that yield Thou dost as freely spare Nor Time nor place shall Thy Dominion bound The Justice of Thy Righteous sway Shall make all Lands all men obey And wheresoe're Thy Name shall sound Amids Thy foes new Subjects of Thy Kingdom shall be found V. That Righteousness Thou lov'st shall be Thy Crown And at Thy Feet Envy and Hate shall lie The Mighty God who rais'd Thee up so high Above Thy Fellows pour His Unction down With greater lustre make Thy Face to shine When He the Sacred Oyl shall shed Himself upon Thy Royall Head And to express the Love Divine Meekness with Majesty and to Thy Joys Thy Peoples joyn VI. They shall rejoyce when from the Iv'ry Throne Clad in Thy Robes of State Thou shalt appear When all the perfumes which the East do's bear And the bright Sun or makes or looks upon To Thine their Spirits and richest Odours add And breathing out their Souls shall say Thou hast more Sweets more Charms than they Thus near Thee to have come are glad That they may higher scents receive thence than at first they had VII Daughters of Kings make Thy illustrious train To do what e're Thy pleasure shall command And chain our eyes but that at Thy right hand The Queen with hers remands them back again Next Thee she stands Her Pall with Gold all wrought Where curious Art and Nature strive Which greater Ornament shall give Beyond Inventions barren thought Made of the richest Spoyls were e're from Ophirs treasure brought VIII And Thou O Queen incline Thy willing
ear Forget Thy Father and Thy Countrey too What was theirs once is now a Sovereigns due Who merits all Thy honour love and fear The Kings who shall no less make Thee to reign And to Thy Rule Himself submit To th' Empire of Thy Eyes and Wit Become their slave and take the Chain And what Thy hands presented Him to them resign again IX Tyre with a Present shall her daughters send To seek thy favour and thy love entreat 'T is thy Alliance which shall make them great And not their own wealth though it knows no end Not that their gifts and store can add to Thine The rich embroydery of Thy Vest Where all the Needles art 's exprest To Beauties which are more Divine And all within unseen by mortal eye far brighter shine X. Thus shalt Thou be conducted to the King Whil'st all the Virgins who Thy Pomp attend In shouts to Heav'n their acclamations send And as they follow to the Palace sing Hail Fairest Queen forget Thy Fathers land Nor let His Throne disturb thy mind For Thou instead of them shalt find Children who with the Soveraign Wand More Empires than He Cities govern'd shall the World command XI My Verse shall praise Thee too and Thy great Name Shall in its lasting Monument survive My Verse Eternity to Thee shall give And thus it self perpetuate in Thy Fame For when the Age to come by that shall know These wonders and renew Thy Praise In Altars which their Zeal shall raise Thou then shalt make my Verse to grow And what to Thee it gave Eternity on that bestow Psalm XLVI Deus noster Refugium c. I. TO Armies some for refuge fly Others to Walls which they must first defend But God's our help and when to Him we cry Or He our troubles soon will end Or to a City where they come not us will send II. We will not fear though tempests roar And one storm mingle Sea and Earth and all Though reall Mountains torn from the loose shoar To Heav'n be tost and Heav'n quite fall The God who is our help will then be near our call III. Fly ye swift winds tempests be gone Be still proud Seas there is no need of you We have a stream which though it softly run Can more than all your billows do Both cleanse the Holy City and refresh it too IV. Slow Siloah which so gently glides As if 't were unresolv'd to go away And passing where the Most High God resides To view the place so long do's stay The enamour'd River one would guess forgot its way V. It Sion views where God do's dwell Sion His Throne which like the Earth remains Heav'n is her guard and all the Powers of Hell Shall ne're move her for there He reigns Who is the God o' th' Hills and layes on Vales His Chains VI. The Heathen Kings began to rage And all their strength against her did command But God Himself to save her did engage Utt'red His Voyce and shew'd His hand And though the Earth did melt Sion unmov'd did stand VII The God of Battles fights for us On whom the Hosts of Heav'n and Earth attend Through Him our arms shall be Victorious And when our Prayers to Him ascend He that is Jacobs God His Israel will defend VIII Come and behold what He has done The mighty works which His right hand has wrought How on their Foes He turn'd destruction But to His own deliverance brought And made them Conquerours when He for them fought IX All the World o're He ends all Warrs And in their room brings plenty mirth and ease He hides with Laurel the Triumphers scarrs And all but in their Pomps makes cease The Trumpets noyse and turns the broken arms to Peace X. Be still said He and see my Power Only be still that 's all you need to do For on your Enemies I 'll vengeance shower Exalt your heads but lay their low And they as well as you That I am God shall know XI The God of Battles fights for us On whom the Hosts of Heaven and Earth attend Through Him our Arms shall be Victorious And when our Prayers to Him ascend He that is Jacobs God His Israel will defend Psalm XLVII Omnes gentes plaudite manibus c. I. REjoyce O World and you who dwell therein This Solemn day your mirth commands Rejoyce for the great Show will now begin And lift your voice up with your hands Let them both joyn whiles you His Praises sing Who only is the Universal King II. Mighty and terrible the Lord of all His entrance those who will not meet Too proud to kiss his hands shall lower fall And yield their necks unto His feet So Jacobs seed He will make glorious And what Himself has done ascribe to Us. III. God is gone up ascended with a shout With sound of Trumpets risen on high And having put His enemies to the rout Upon their Trophies up did fly Sing praise to God your Praises to Him sing Who only is the Universall King IV. God only is the Universall King His Name with understanding praise And in the Services you to Him sing Let that inspirit all your layes The World around His just Commands shall own For Holiness is the Throne He sits upon V. See how the Tributary Kings croud in And one united People make Their Crowns to deck His Victories they bring And from His hands all new ones take Each in His Temple Homage to Him yields And there hang up their Consecrated Shields Psalm XLVIII Magnus Dominus c. I. GReat is our God and greatly to be prais'd Upon that Hill which He himself has rais'd Sion which He His City made Beautifull Sion whom the World obey'd And for whose Peace as for their own all Countreys prayd Which on the North Jerusalem do's guard Safer than gates most surely barr'd Which on the North do's on Jerusalem shine So that around it has the Sun or Naturall or Divine II. Within her Palaces the Lord is known For not hers more He counts them than His own The Kings perceiv'd it marching by But thither they no sooner cast their eye But from the conquering sight as soon they strove to fly Away they hasted thence but all in vain Their fears pursu'd them with fresh pain Like Child-bed throes till there is born a Son A greater pang succeeds as soon as e're the present's gone III. In Ships they thought their Spoyls to carry home But Thou at Sea their Navy didst o'recome All this O Lord we heard before And now believe because we see Thy Power But who that had seen half so much would not do more God will establish Sion and command The Sacred Pile unmov'd to stand Thither wee 'll come for help in our distress And where he has bid us bless him expect he us should bless IV. Lord as Thy Name is so shall be Thy Praise And to adorn it wee 'll invent
new wayes To the wide Earths extreamest end From East it shall unto the West extend And when it has fill'd all below to Heav'n ascend That goodness which Thy hand around do's throw Like fruitfull seed shall upward grow Solyma to Thy Courts her gifts shall bring And all her Cities shout forth Acclamations to their King V. Walk about Sion all her Bulwarks count The humble Vallies and the Holy Mount Her lofty Towers up to the Skie To which the Heav'ns desire to be more nigh And their own heights to kiss her sacred Spires deny Round it again and her great Wonders see To tell the Age which is to bee And that Her God will Ours till death abide And through the Graves dark gloomy way to Heav'n our passage guide Psalm XLIX Audite haec omnes gentes auribus c. I. ATtend O World and bid thy Nations hear Those who ly furthest off and those more near Both rich and poor and high and low My Song no diff'rence makes and none do's know But those who serve and those who rule The Souldier Statesman and the Fool The young the old the great the small It do's without distinction call And like the grave alike concerns and equals All. II. With God my Song His Wisdom moves the Lyre And makes the chords in lofty sounds conspire With Him will I begin my Song His Wisdom shall conduct the strains along Shall life and breath and motion give Make them and they my Voice to live Then the stops chang'd on the same string I will in mighty Numbers sing Triumphant Death which next Him is the greatest King III. What profit's it to hoard up endless store Of wealth for others and my self be Poor Prevent my evil day with Cares To leave a Curse and sorrow to my Heirs Since he who has most chains of Gold The Pris'ner life can never hold Can never pay a ransom down For the fleet Soul away once gone And from the grave redeem his Brothers or his own IV. Death throwes an heavier Chain than that o're all And proudest Monarchs at His Footstool fall Look how the Wise the Brutish dye And in one Urn their lots and ashes lye The longest livers only have A tedious journey to the grave Whil'st most a short way thither find And have their Pass-ports sooner sign'd Whither all come at last and leave their wealth behind V. In vain by Monuments men hope to live And their fond Names to Lands and Houses give In vain they huge foundations lay For Tombs which have their Fate as well as they No Honours bayl in this arrest But the same death waits Man and Beast And though enough the Children know Their Fathers folly choose to go With them and count those greater fools who do not so VI. They follow close their steps their sayings hold Like Sheep they follow to th' Eternal fold Where till the Morning they are penn'd The Morning of that day which ne're shall end Which Titles shall again renew And diff'rences the Grave ne're knew From some all beauty take away In greater Iustre some display Raising them Gold who buryed were but only Clay VII Then shall I rise too and with glory shine From the Graves power kept by the power Divine It shall no longer trouble mee Nor know I why the Wise should troubled bee To see anothers stores encrease Since they disturb His present ease And must be left all when he dyes Then heavy gold begins to rise And with his breath away an empty Honour flies VIII His former pleasures then avail him not But are by him as he by his forgot Nothing remains of all he did When with his Fathers he in night lyes hid That Wisdom only do's abide Which for the future did provide 'T is Wisdom sets the Man on high Wisdom the badge to know him by Without which like a Beast he lives and all must die Psalm L. Deus Deorum Dominus c. I. 'T Is past and by irrevocable doom Decreed that all the World to Judgment come Out from the East let the great summons go Swifter than Morning light In it's first undisturb'd and lusty flight When on the Western Hills it hasts to show It's Conquests and drives thence the Captive Night Then let the West to th' voice give ear And all the scatt'red winds which ly between Be ready on the wing And o're the Earth the dreadfull Message bear Make the deaf North and South to hear Proclaim it in the open Sky That the last day is nigh A day which none e're yet did see And which but few till it comes believe will bee When God the hearts of all shall open lay And bid the World to make room for the Session hast away II. When Sion was the Residence Divine God empty'd all his glories there Sion did with refulgent beauty shine And only what was lovely durst appear The Air was calm Heav'n seem'd more bright As if from thence it had receiv'd new light Before hand would officiously come down And take the forward Sacrifice E're it began to rise And with a sacred flame the Victim crown Or if it gath'red in a Cloud 'T was but some greater Majesty to shroud No cryes were heard there or sad grones Nothing that could disturb the quiet of the place But joy and mirth were seen in every Face And left their traces on the stones The very walls were glad Mourn'd not in breaches nor in Yawns lookt sad But the bright Liveries of Peace did wear The walls look'd gay the Altars fair And with perpetual throngs Of those who came to worship there The Courts were ever fill'd with Incense or with Songs Nay God Himself attention seem'd to give And held His own the Homage of their Voices to receive III. But now that time is past nor as before Will he in love draw neer But all in Flames appear Will in the charming murmurs be no more But up Hee 'l lift His voyce and roar And those flames which the Victim burnt the Altar shall devour A tempest shall before Him ride And forward post the sluggish winde With thousand Captives running by His side Of Lands which he has empty made Clearing the way for Plagues which come behind And of the following Thunder be it self afraid Along the Heav'n the Thunder like a Sea shall roll And make its noyse be heard to either Pole With all the Fears which horror can invent With lightnings not to purge the Air And its decays repair But to make greater and disturb it sent To riot there without controll And synge what it e're long shal burn that beauteous Scroll IV. Then shall God come and with a dreadfull voyce Which layes those storms checks that Thunders noise Making the Dead who heard not them awake And Heav'n and Earth and Sea affrighted quake When thus He cites them to appear And bids them to the Barr draw near His Pleasure and their Charge to hear Return Hee 'l to
God but smile Or He these doubts will reconcile Or make me scorn what Flesh can do the while V. Me and my words to wrest they never cease And make them most offend when meant to please Their thoughts for evil areagainst me set And when they are in Counsel met Contrive how by my fall they may be great VI. Shall they escape unpunish't in their wayes And in Prosperity spend all their dayes Lord in Thine Anger let them be o'rethrown Thou need'st but only on them frown Lower than me that look will cast them down VII Thou all my wand'rings every pace do'st know And not'st how many steps I from Thee go See'st my tears too what they were shed about And in thy bottle they are put Whence with a Sponge what 's in Thy Book blot out VIII When to my God in my distress I cry My very Prayers make all mine Enemies fly My sighs shall backwards turn them in the Rear They shall a greater Enemy fear And in that still voice know that God draws near IX On Gods Almighty Word I will depend On God I 'le trust who certain help will send There I will rest and if my God but smile Either these doubts he 'l reconcile Or make me scorn what Flesh can do the while X. Thy Vows are on me and I 'le give Thee praise The Field is Thine and Thine shall be the Bayes Thou hast preserv'd my Soul wilt Thou not bless My sliding feet with steadiness The greater's done and wilt not do the less Psalm LVII Miserere mei Deus miserere c. I. OThou on whom my Soul for help relyes Let my distress find pitty in Thine eyes Thou art my Trust on Thee I stay Under Thy Wings let me conceal'd abide And till these storms are past me hide Under their shade else on them let me fly away II. To my great Saviour who above do's reign Whose Mighty Power do's me and All sustain To Him I 'le cry who down shall send From Heav'n and save me by His own right hand From those who Him and me withstand His Truth shall slay them and His Mercy me defend III. Among fierce Lions Lord hid in their den With beasts more fierce than Lions Cruel Men Whose teeth be arrows and sharp Spears Their tongue a two edg'd Sword their eyes all fire As if in this they did conspire By several Torments to create me several fears IV. With these I live among these men I lye And hardly for my thoughts gain liberty Above the Clouds exalted be Lord set Thy glory far above the Skies And though so high I cannot rise From Heav'n do Thou descend when I look up to Thee V. I could not scape they had so girt me round My very Soul lay prostrate on the ground But as I look'd I saw them fall And though for me they had prepar'd the net That I might stumble digg'd the pit Into that pit they fell themselves their snare and all VI. I am resolv'd nor will I any more Distrust my God as I have done before No I will praise Him and my heart Which ha's so oft betray'd me into fear Its burden in the Song shall bear And when my Harp begins shall take the highest part VII Awake my Harp 't is time for thee to wake Prevent the day and thy great subject take Put all thy strâ—ngs on shew thy skill God and my Soul are ready be not slow For if we should before thee go Thy strings would never half way reach up Heav'ns High Hill VIII We Come O God and with us up will raise High as Thy Love and Truth to Heaven Thy Praise The World shall hear what Thou hast done How signally Thou hast appear'd for me By Thy great Power hast set me free And for His Works praise Him whose Name they have not known IX Then to the Clouds we will together fly And take new Wing to mount to the Most High Above the Clouds exalted be Lord set Thy glory far above the Skies And if so high We cannot rise Descend Thy self and bear us up along with Thee Psalm LVIII Si vere utique justitiam c. I. ARE you as by your place you ought to be True Judges of the Poor mans wrong Or rather do you not his suit prolong And then bind o're when you should set him free You would be thought both good and just And if not so at least Just though severe But when you personate it most Your mouth condemns that which your heart would spare For when bribes hold the Scale the lightest cause most weight do's bear II. The Wicked from the womb are gone astray Their wand'rings with their life begun And will no sooner than their life be done Nor seek they what they know not the right way Under their tongues conceal'd and close A deadlier poyson than the Serpents lyes Adders less cautiously expose Their ears to Charms than they to hear the Wise As deaf to Counsel as they greedy are of flatteries III. Break out the Lions teeth nor let them more The Innocent so proudly tear Let the young Lions Lord themselves in fear Not o're their prey but torn with famine roar And as the Sand though kind Heav'n poures The like streams there as on the fruitful Plain To Heav'n returns no thanks in flowers But only as it falls drinks up the rain Like rain by Sand drunk up let them be never rais'd again IV. When against me they throw their poyson'd darts And in their rage their bows do bend Or let them be too weak the shafts to send Or turn the Pykes into the Shooters hearts And as a Snail which leaves behind A silver film along the way she pass'd But if you follow it you find Both that and her in slime conclude at last So let them perish and from filthy slime to Nothing wast V. Like an Abortive which ne're saw the Sun But dy'd e're it had any birth Born only that it might be thrown to th' Earth Let their Race end e're it be well begun E're briars with the thorn can close And in their clasping Arms each other take Which grew acquainted as they rose And only forc't by fire their holds forsake Let their ends be as suddain as those their embraces make VI. The Just shall see 't and at the sight rejoyce And in their blood his Garments wash Without fear shall this Red Sea view and pass And with such Acclamations raise his voice Lo for the Just what Crown remains And what Reward God do's for Him provide There is a King who o're all reigns And He with Justice shall each cause decide By whose most Equal Laws judges themselves and Thrones are try'd Psalm LIX Eripe me de inimicis meis Deus c. I. PReserve me Lord and by Thy hand o'rethrown Let them who seek my ruine find their own From envious Men my honour save And to the cruel make me not a prey
Tempests roar And Seas which threaten me are dash'd against the shore V. In God is all my Hope and Stay The Rock of Ages is my Shield By me O World to Him direct Thy way And like Thy Guide seek Him who help can yield He is Our Hope when all means fail And when none else His hands prevail The Poor want help the Rich are but a Lye And to be weigh'd are lighter both than Vanity VI. Then in Oppression never trust Nor Riches though they be increas'd They will deceive you for they are but dust And the worst Arms though fondly judg'd the best 'T was once spoke by th' Almighty's Words I heard it twice All Power 's the Lords Mercy O God do's also spring from Thee And as each Mans Work is so his reward shall be Psalm LXIII Deus Deus meus ad te c. I. EArly my God before 't is Light And all the Stars are up but that which makes the day Whil'st Heav'n alone with flames is bright And all below is hurl'd i' th sable veil of night Which they can neither draw nor take away Early I 'le worship and one glance from Thee E're 't is with others day shall make it noon with me II. And as this dry and thirsty land Where the ground ready to expire for want of rain Gaping and out of breath do's stand And shews its very bowels shriv'led like its sand And having drunk gapes for more drink again The Wilderness and I in this agree For as that thirsts for rain so Lord I thirst for Thee III. I thirst Thy glorious power to see As I have seen it in Thy Temple heretofore When ravish't with Thy love to me To dye I was content could I but so love Thee And so to dye this life would choose no more These thoughts so high my fainting Spirit do raise That through my lips they force their way in songs of praise IV. For this I 'le bless Thee and on high To Thy Great Name send up my praises whil'st I live For since at present I enjoy A mind content it shall prepare for more supply Though Thou at present only that do'st give Even that shall bring my famish't Soul more good Than what my Body ha's from most delicious food V. Marrow and Fatness it shall be And all the solid meats which please and feed the strong For I shall come at last to Thee Who art the Blessed End of all Felicity And the best subject of my humble song And on my bed when I revolve Thy might My Praises shall instead of Watches part the night VI. Exil'd distress'd and wond'rous low Under Thy wings secure I in my trouble lay Since I so well their covert know I 'le follow hard o'retake and never let Thee go Unless on them Thou bear me too away Then shall I be upheld by Thy Right hand And on the empty Air as on a Mountain stand VII Then shall my Enemies fall down By their own swords and hasting to th' untimely grave Reap truly what themselves have sown And their vile Carkasses to Dogs and Foxes thrown Receive no better Burial than they gave Such living Monuments which shall decay And be in other Beasts entomb'd as well as they VIII But I shall in my God rejoyce And as He raigns above be stablish't in my Throne below For I am His and He my Choice And as my heart now praises Him so shall my voice And all who fear Him and the Wonder know In joyous shouts shall their long silence break Whil'st my Foes burst with envy want all power to speak Psalm LXIV Exaudi Deus orationem c. I. LOrd to my voice incline Thine ear And set me free from danger and from fear Hide me from those who wicked plots devise Are my profess'd yet secret Enemies Who whet their tongues instead of Swords And shoot for poyson'd arrows bitter Words II. They bend their bow and out of sight Watch how they unperceiv'd may wound th' Upright At him they fearless shoot and plot the while If this dispatch him not what Engine will Through our disguise what man can see Or how say they can we discover'd be III. No art they leave untry'd but round Seek and ne'r rest till what they sought is found Each ha's his several way their heart 's so deep That each though partners their own counsel keep And dare not one another trust Though all in this agreed against the Just. IV. But God shall strike them with a dart That shall divide between the thoughts and heart Both shall be wounded both together fall And their own tongues shall give like death to all To spare their lives no man shall pray But frighted at their ruine flee away V. By their destruction all shall fear And dread the judgement which they see so near Shall think and speak of what the Lord ha's done And joy in Him whose Pow'r was thus made known The Righteous in Him shall rejoyce And up to Heav'n in praises lift their voice Psalm LXV Te decet hymnus Deus I. PRaises for Thee in Sion Lord attend Sion the fairest Stage in Heav'ns great road Whence thousand Praises daily do ascend And come in troops to Thy Divine Aboad There I my vows will pay And with the Convoy they find there direct their Way II. O Thou who all times do'st th' afflicted hear From the Worlds ends all Flesh shall come to Thee My sins I know may justly stop Thine ear And make a greater breach 'twixt Thee and me But purge them Lord and I Shall never pray in vain and Thou be alwayes nigh III. Thrice happy man on whom Thou wilt bestow That Grace which of a Slave shall make him Thine Thy Friend who in Thy House Thy love shall know And see Thy Glory as it there do's shine When He shall to thee pray Nor Thine own Face nor his Prayers wilt Thou turn away IV. By fearfull things in Truth Lord answer us Who sav'st Thy People and do'st take their part And not theirs only but propitious Th' Earths ends have found Thee their help Thou art The Earths ends to Thee are near And on rough Seas through storms and clouds Thou prayers dost hear V. God by His strength the Mountains ha's set fast Mountains whose heads are rais'd above the Sky His Word not their Foundations makes them last Though they as low as the World's Center lye Their tops no strom can shake Yet at His presence like the little Hills they quake VI. The Sea when up to Heav'n its billows swell As if it scorn'd in its old bounds to stay He with his girdle binds the mighty Well With charge the sandy Jaylor to obey Who when it heaves and roars Its fury checks and makes it keep within its shores VII And as tempestuous Seas His Word obey And at His lowder Call their voice hold still The People a more troub'lous Sea than they In all their tumults hearken to His
Which shall from Sea to Sea extend As far as there is any ground And only where the World finds her's have end Then up to Heav'n His Fame shall fly And fill the Mighty Circle of the Sky VIII Black Ethiopia at His Feet shall bow Her neck for Him to tread upon Honour'd enough if thus He show Acceptance of the Footstool for His Throne Down in the dust His Foes shall lye With heads more low than once their thoughts were high IX The Western Continent and farthest Isles And both the Indies gifts shall bring To Him they shall present the spoyles Of Sea and Land as Universal King All Kings before Him shall bow down And do for Theirs Just Homage to His Crown X. Kingdoms Opprest shall His Protection crave And Needy States unto Him sue Th' Opprest He with His Arms shall save And with the Needy His Old League renew Redeem their Slaves defend their Right And shew their blood was precious in His sight XI Thus shall He live and reign and thus receive The Tributes which to Him are paid Some Myrrh some Frankincense shall give And Gold which shall like Stones be Common made And the due Service of each day Shall be to praise that King for whom we pray XII Then shall th' Earth produce her richest store And Mountain tops be safely plough'd Which though they barren were before With Libanus shall vye and shout as loud Nor shall the City flourish less Than Her parch'd Hills but like the fields encrease XIII And when to God he shall resign His breath Yet in His Name He still shall live Above the Pow'r of Grave or Death And to Immortal Verse a Subject give Which of His Happy Reign shall sing And count that Land so which ha's such a King XIV Bless Him whose Word these Miracles obey And who must all these gifts bestow To Israel's God let Israel pray That from His Spring such streams may ever flow For ever bless His Holy Name Nor bound with less than Heav'n His Mighty Fame The Prayers of David the Son of Jesse are ended The end of the Second Book of Psalms THE THIRD BOOK OF PSALMS Psalm LXXIII Quam bonus Israel Deus his c. I. IT is enough nor will I more distrust As I have done the Almighty Love I know Hee 's kind as well as Just And by my self this certain Truth can prove How cross so ' ere His Wayes may go At least seem cross to Us below Nor Him nor Them have Israel or the Just found so II. But e're I learn't this Lesson it was long And many a weary Stage I went My sliding feet were almost gone And I at last could hardly yield assent Whilst with these narrow steps of mine I thought to pace the wayes Divine Slipp'ry as glass they were though they with flowers did shine III. For when I saw the Wicked's Prosperous State And thousand Blessings He enjoyes Maintain'd by that which God do's hate In the Worlds glory and its greatest noyse My heart did at His honours rise And though I did the Beast despise In all his Trappings on him look'd with envyous eyes IV. Lusty and strong he laughs at those weak bands Which death on all the World do's lay And when the rest of Mankind stands With fear appall'd he dares the evil day Troubles which other Mortals fright He boldly challenges to fight And makes devouring plagues before him scape by flight V. Hence springs his pride with which the Violent Adorns his neck as with a Chain More for disgrace than Ornament And suited to his garments bloody stain Plump as the grape his face do's shine With eyes more sparkling than his Wine And to vast Wealth he do's unequal wishes joyne VI. Disdainfully he looks on all below As worthyer of his scorn than fear Him and themselves He 'll make them know And high as his proud minde his head do's bear But not content his mouth to spend Making it heard to the Worlds end He up on high to Heav'n his blasphemies do's send VII This as the Righteous see and thence return Their several Wayes to think upon In bitterness of heart they mourn And the Lords Councels measure by their own How is it possible say they That Justice thus provok'd can stay Her hands and the known Criminal forbear to slay VIII These are the Men yet being so they thrive Grow rich and wealthy dwell at ease Drones of repute it 'h Worlds great hive And feed on the industrous Bees increase Secure thy life from grief and care Calmy and smooth their faces are And could you see their hearts no storm came ever there IX In vain my heart to cleanse Thee have I strove And guiltless hands have wash'd in vain My Innocence nor can remove Nor tell how long I must endure my pain Then Fare well helpless Innocence With such a Friend I can dispence Who makes me suffer only with the greater sence X. But hold Fond Tongue consider who do's hear And whom Thy babling do's offend A seed who are th' Almighties Care And whom in love He do's afflictions send Therefore to search the Point again And how I might the cause maintain A-new to study I resolv'd but all in vain XI In vain I try'd for I ne're found it out Till to Thy Temple Lord I went Though I sought for it round about Till thither come I knew not what I meant There first I understood their end And what was Thyne thus to contend And poyson'd shafts of blessings through their hearts to send XII Surely for ruin they were set on high As men condemn'd in view of all And though the Scaffold touch the sky 'T is but that thence they may bee seen to fall Down they are fallen fled away As Phantasms at the approach of day Like their own dreams but more ridiculous are they XIII What a beast was I then Lord to repine A very fool to grieve my heart When all this while I have been Thine And though unknown secur'd my better part Thy Right hand has upholden me Thy Counsel shall my convoy be Unto that rest which I can only have with Thee XIV Thou art my Portion and from Thee alone My Peace and Happiness do flow In Heav'n besides Thee I have none And Heav'n it self Thy Presence Lord makes so And could I hoard up endless store Of that the World as God adore Without thy fulness I should empty be and Poor XV. Dry up then when you please Ye fayling Springs Or seek some other to deceive Who rest on such unstable things With you can quench their flames and on you live For I am only sick of love Nor can your streams my thirst remove For still my flesh and heart pant for the streams above XVI Confounded be all those whose sottish lust To senseless Idols bowes them down For when they most upon them trust Then they most surely shall be overthrown For my part I 'll to God draw near Make Him my
will He give Nothing that 's good will He from His with-hold He only looks they should uprightly live And for returns expect a thousand fold Lord since to Thine All for the Best shall be Not only give but choose what 's fit for me XI Triumphant General of the Sacred Host Whom all the Pow'rs of Heav'n and Earth obey Who hast a Thund'ring Legion in each Coast And Mighty Armies listed and in pay Blest is that Man who on Thy Pow'r do's trust Others may only conquer but he must Psalm LXXXV Benedixisti Domine terram c. I. AT length O God Thy People are return'd And now Thy Land enjoyes her Peace For emptiness before she mourn'd And that her rest produc'd no rich encrease Israel to His inheritance is Come And Jacob from Captivity brought home II. Thou hast their sins forgiven and past by Those sins with which they stain'd Thy Land And having hid them from Thine eye Unless it were to help with-held'st Thy hand Thy wrath whereby they were consum'd before Chang'd all to Love ha's flames but burns no more III. Great God who hast been so propitious And made Thine anger thus to cease As Thou hast turn'd Thy self turn us And let this Truce conclude in Happy Peace A Peace which none may dare to violate And from this very day let it bear date IV. Will God be alwayes angry ever chide With them who daily seek His Face And though a while He turn aside Shall not one look revive us and Our Race Shew us Thy Love and Thy Salvation grant Our fulness shall exceed Our former Want V. Attentively what God shall speak I 'll hear And listen what He 'll please to say 'T is just His Saints incline their Ear To that which none can claim so much as They Peace to His People and His Saints He 'll speak If they by Sin do not their Cov'nants break VI. To such His help is nigh and power 's at hand And those who fear Him He will love His Glory shall o'reflow Our land And Truth and Mercy kiss here as above Mercy and Truth never to part shall meet And Peace Her old friend Equity shall greet VII Truth from the Earth shall spring the best increase Our land e're hop'd for or did yield And as it grows up Righteousness The fruit of Heav'n shall meet that of the Field Justice which has the Earth so long forsook Shall dwell where she of late durst hardly look VIII A thousand Blessings God to these shall joyn And only of All Goods the Best The generous Olive and the Vine And recompence with fruit their former rest Righteousness here shall make her constant stay Nor go to Heav'n till she prepare Our Way Psalm LXXXVI Inclina Domine aurem tu am c. I. O Thou who dost th' Afflicted hear From Heav'n O God bow down Thine Eare Never such need as Now Never was I so low Or Thou though never out of call less near II. Preserve the Soul which Thee adores And out that Soul unto Thee poures Thy Servant trusts in Thee In vain let it not bee But let Thy Son O God break through these showers III. Be Merciful to Me O Lord For I depend upon Thy Word To Thee alone I cry To Thee for help I fly Rejoyce Thy Servants Soul and help afford IV. I know O Lord that Thou art Good Thy Mercy is a plenteous Flood The dead Thou mak'st to live And sinners dost forgive May not Thy Pow'r be by my Sin withstood V. But to that Prayer O God attend Which from unfeigned lips I send When troubles compass mee Then will I call on Thee For Thou wilt to those troubles put an end VI. I knew Lord Thou wilt answer Mee And that none else can do but Thee Amongst the Gods there 's none That one can trust upon Nor can their Works to Thine compared be VII Therefore to Thee all lands shall come And to Thy glorious Name fall down For Thou dost wondrous things And art above their Kings Art God alone and all must waite thy doom VIII Teach me the way where I should go The Way of Truth unto me show To that unite my heart That it may never start From Thee Lord as 't is wont with me to do IX Then will I praises to Thee sing And to Thee all my service bring Thy Word for ever more Shall still supply new store Nor will I ever end when I begin X. Thy Mercy to me Lord is great For me from Hell it free has set That Hell which lies so low Where I did hast to go And didst not Thou restrain me should do yet XI The Proud O God against me rise And I have many Enemies But be not Thou my Foe I fear not what they do Who never have set Thee before their eyes XII For of Compassion Thou art full Though I am heartless Lord and dull Gracious Long-suffering Whose Truth and Mercie Spring And with their Streams o're flow my very Soul XIII Dear God at length unto me turn Look how I for Thy absence mourn Srengthen Thy servant Lord According to Thy Word To Thy Hand-maid and Thy Hand-maids Son return XIV Shew me some token of Thy love That shame may in my En'mies move Make hast to succour me And comfort bring with Thee And of Thy servant thus my God approve Psalm LXXXVII Fundamenta ejus in montibus c. I. T Was God himself the ground survey'd Compass'd the Mountains round about Among the Mountains chose This out In Holy Sion His Foundation lay'd And for His service took the Place His Pleasure made II. Glorious City Sacred Place Where God Himself delights to be Glorious things are told of Thee How much Thou dost all Cities else surpass And how the Worlds Great God Thy Mighty Founder was III. Philistia to the Lord is known He reckons up who was born there But none with Sion may compare Nor Ethiopia Tyre nor Babylon For Sion God above all lov'd and made His Own IV. God has establisht Sion fast Himself is both Her Towers and Wall Such and so strong as ne're shall fall Such and so strong as none shall ever waste Till He who was their Builder throw them down at last And when the Grand Inquest is made And God shall write the Nations down First beginning with His Own This Man was born at Sion 't shall be sai'd And for a Bearing to His other Honours lai'd VI. From Sion springs His Pedigree I both His Name and Office know What place He serv'd me in below But by His Birth place He shall numbred bee Where e're mine was let me O Lord belong to Thee Psalm LXXXVIII Domine Deus salutis meae c. I. GReat God whence my Salvation comes alone And who that Great Salvation art Thou day and night hast heard me groan O let Thine Ears at length affect Thine heart To Thee I pray let my Prayer come to Thee Or if that
cannot reach so high stoop Thou to me II. Hear me my God for I am wondrous low And to the grave my life draws nigh Loaded with cares my Soul do's go And in the Pit is readie down to lie Already I am numbred with the Dead And that small strength I had Weakness at best is fled III. Free as the Dead and like one long since slain Who is forgotten in the Grave And never shall return again Or but upon his Tomb Memoriall have Low in the Pit I 'm lai'd down in the Deep And its rough waves my head do under water keep IV. Far from me Thou hast put my Nearest Friends Who as forsaken look on me Because my God no succour sends They think me hated or unknown to Thee As in a Pest-house quite given o're I 'm laid And those who pitty me are of my Sores afraid V. My eyes with teares o'recome yet look to Thee And for Thy help I daily cry When at night I cannot see With stretcht out armes I feel if Thou art nigh Wil t Thou say I to th'Dead Thy wonders show Let me but see them Lord and Thou do'st truly so VI. Shall the Dead rise and praise Thee or Thy love Be in the Land of Darkness seen Shall in the Grave Thy Praise improve Sung there where silence has for ever been Where dark oblivion uncontroll'd do's reign And dismal Horror riots o're the empty Plain VII And then again I new Petitions make And would prevent Thee with my Prayer With Thee the Morning do's partake And with my tears instead of dew looks fair But thou withdraw'st Thy self and out of sight Hid'st in thick Clouds that Face which gives me all my light VIII From my youth up I have Thy Terrors felt Ready with grief and pain to die Thy Wrath like fire my Soul do's melt And quite consumes what it should purifie Or like a troubled Sea do's o're me roll And thus by several Deaths or burns or drowns my Soul IX Far from me Thou hast put my Nearest Friend Whom Thou at first to me didst give Through Death Our Friendship cannot end For in the sad Survivour it shall live My Dear Acquaintance in the grave is laid And Two whom God made One Death again Two has made P.M.O.C. Psalm LXXXIX Misericordias Domini in aeternum c. IN flowing Numbers I resolve to sing The Truth and Mercies of th' Eternal King That late posterity His love may know Both what He did and what He 's sworn to do That Faithfullness which He has said shall stand Like Heav'n first made and stablisht by His hand When thus He spake I have to David past My Word and with an Oath have bound it fast Saying Thy seed I 'll bless upon Thy Throne And make its rule Eternal like my own Angels for this Thy Wonders must declare Such praises too sublime for Mortals are Who only can below admire Thy love Not joyn with but attend the Quire above For who in Heav'n with Thee can be compar'd Whom all adore as Thou by all art fear'd Or who among the mighty Sons of Earth Is like to Thee who gav'st their Mother Birth Before whose Throne Blest Saints and Angels bow And cast those Crowns which to Thy hand they owe. Whose great Commands the Heavenly Host obey And execute the charge which Thou dost lay So Just so True so full of Majesty Lord like Thy self Thou art and none like Thee The Sea when it to Heav'n in storms do's rise At Thy Rebuke in Humble Vallies lies Asunder Thou didst break the threatning Wave And in its bowels mad'st Proud Pharaohs grave The Heav'n with all its glorious Flames are Thine And with reflection from Thine eye they shine The Earth and all the stores the Earth containes Of Thy first fulness are the Mighty Dreins Thou bid'st it stand unmov'd above the Flood And saw'st what er'e Thy hand had done was good The North and South and all its coasts around Thou for Thy Pleasure first did'st make and bound Tabor and Hermon in Thy Name rejoyce And up to Thee the Vallies raise their Voice No Pow'r can Thy All-conqu'ring Arm with-stand So strong is that so high is Thy Right Hand Justice and Faithfulness uphold Thy Throne Mercie and Truth 's the Base it rests upon A thousand Graces round about Thee flie And take new life and vigor from Thine eye Thrice happy land whose Sovereign Lord Thou art Who hear Thy Law and to it yield their heart Who in Thy gracious Presence ever dwell And all the stories of Thy Power can tell Who have Thee for the subject of their Verse And every day can of Thy Truth reherse Thine Lord who art their strength their Fort and Tower And on their heads the Anointing Oyl dost poure Thou art Our God and we Thy Praise will sing Who in Thy stead o're us mad'st David King For thus His Will God to His Prophet told And in a Vision made Him it behold Saying I searcht the People all around And now to my Own Heart a Man have found David on whom the Burden shall be laid Of ruling Israel and their King be made I have anointed him with Him my Hand Shall both to conquer be and to command I from Conspiracies his Crown will guard And all his gates shall be most surely barr'd Before His Face his Enemies shall fall And unto me in vain for succour call For down I 'll tread them but his head will raise And with my Truth and Love make plain His Wayes His Empire to the River shall extend And only where the Earth finds hers have end All Lands and Seas to him shall tribute yield And of his conquests be the fruitful field By Name of Father to Him I 'll be known Of God and Rock and he shall be My Son My First-born higher than the Kings of th' Earth With Rule and Subjects worthy of his Birth My Oath and Covenant shall with him stand fast And I 'll that Promise keep which I have past Nor shall it be confin'd to him alone But his seed too shall have their Fathers Throne ' Which as the dayes of Heav'n shall constant be And know no bounds but vast Eternity If they my Statutes and my Laws forsake And break the Covenant which this day I make Then I their Sins will visit with a Rod But never cease to be their King and God ' My Mercie and my Truth will ne're remove Nor take away though I may hide My love My Promise and my Vow I 'll never break Nor change the Word which once my Mouth did speak For by my self I once to David swore And by My Holiness confirme't once more His seed and Throne like Heav'n shall constant be And know no bounds but Vast Eternity Witness ye Heav'ns which in my sight remain And you bright stars that in your Courses reign Both Sun and Moon against Me Witness be If Time it self endures so long as He This Thou hast
said O God and thus hast sworn How comes it then His Kingdome is all torn That Thou hast cast off and abhor'd Thy King As if he never had anointed been Made voi'd Thy Cov'nant and to th' Earth flung down Snatcht from His Royal Head the Sacred Crown Destroi'd his Pallace and his ramparts broke And on his neck and Sions lai'd the yoak No more that Sion which she was of old Who in her hands the reins of th' Earth did hold Queen of all Cities Glory of the World But in one ruine with her Captives hurl'd Dismantled sack'd with rubbish hid all o're And now their scorn whose fear she was before Our Sov'reign too Himself is forc'd to fly Despoil'd of all the Robes of Majesty Whil'st his strong Enemies by Thee made so Load him with fetters and in Triumphs go In vain He conquest from his Sword expects When God the threat'ned head from harm protects And when it should most execution do Turns it on him whose hand did make thee blow And back he yields and all his Glories cease And with Him fall Prosperity and Peace I' th' mid'st of 's dayes he do's untimely fall By an inglorious Death and Funeral Shall it be ever thus and will Thine eyes Those Mis'ries which they see us bear despise For ever shall Thy Wrath devour like fire And in it's flames Thy ancient Love expire Remember Lord the Number of our dayes How few they are to celebrate Thy Praise Nor let it be in vain Thou life did'st give But whil'st we have it let us truly Live For no man long his ransom'd head can save From death or the inexorable grave Where then are all Thy former Mercies Lord And Oaths whereby Thou did'st confirm Thy Word Behold our wrongs and that reproach we bear For making Thee Our Trust Thy Word Our care And what malignities Men on Thee throw Because Messiah's Coming is so slow But We believe and in His day rejoyce And whom We look for hasten with our voice Amen and Amen The End of the Third Book of Psalms THE FOURTH BOOK OF PSALMS Psalm XC Domine Refugium factus es c. I. LOrd We have been Thy ancient Care And Thy experienc'd helps all times have known Though Time it self to Thee no Age do's bear And in comparison would seem but Young For e're Thy Fertile Word had made the Earth And the World travail'd with the Mountains birth Thy Days Lord with Thy Being first begun With that which no Beginning had And when an end of all things shall be made Only with that which has no end shall they be done II. Such is Thy Care and such Thy Age Whil'st on Thy breath Poor Man hangs all his trust And soon ha's run his last and longest stage If whence He rose Thou sentence him to Dust That fond thing life which he by years do's count Should to a Thousand Suns the summ amount And all to come to Thee as yesterday When it is past and gone appears So looks the numerous train of coming years Or as a Watch which on Sleeps Wings ha's flown away III. In times swift torrent down they roll Whose stream no sluces spend or banks can stay In vain by Art we would its course controll And stop that Flood which shall bear all away Like a fleet aiery dream Our Age do's fly Which springs from Fancy and deludes the eye Like Flowers which in the Morning gay and fine Rise with the Sun and mount their heads But Noon once past look down upon their Beds And tow'rd the Earth their grave with him at night decline IV. Our very pleasures haste our end And with ten thousand snares beset us round But when to these Thou dost Thy Armies send What scarce was felt now gives a Mortal Wound Sickness and pains the dire effects of Sin Which makes their way at the wide breach rush in Our secret sins before Thee open lye And this Just punishment we bear The Tale of Life is done e're we 're aware And those Thy wrath consum'd in Thy displeasure dye V. Our Life to seventy years we count And that he 's Old who thither do's arrive But if through Strength it should to Fourscore mount Age is a Sickness and 't is Death to live The swift wing'd years will soon be numb'red o're And overtake their fellows gone before Which though we see and know and each day hear As unconcern'd we still look on Till in the Common ruine we fall down And find too late Thy Wrath is equal to Our Fear VI. May We at last True Wisdom gain And having seen how much of life is spent And how uncertain's all that do's remain Be on Eternity and Heav'n intent Return O Lord for we have born Thy hand And Now expecting the dread Sentence stand Repent Thee then Lo how Thy Servants bow And to Thee all their sins confess Which more by tears than Words they would express And shall Thy Servants Lord repent and wilt not Thou VII For all that we have undergone Those years of our few dayes in troubles past Now make Thy Mercy and Thy Pow'r be known And let the Joy we wait for come at last Let it proportion to our sorrows bear As constant in its course as e're they were Let us behold the beams of Love and Grace Making our darkness disappear And having made Our Heav'n with glory clear Their kindest Influence Lord bestow upon our Race VIII Let us uninterrupted see On all Our wayes Thy choicest blessings shine Make those our guides to bring us up to Thee And with Thy Holy Flame our dross refine To Thee we look and Heav'n esteem Our Home But only through Thy Strength can thither come Thy Hand alone Our journeys must direct First shew then lead us in the Way Uphold us that we never fall or stray And what Ours cannot let Thy Hand for us effect Psalm XCI Qui habitat in Adjutorio c. I. HE who do's with th' Almighty God reside And in His secret place abide Under those feathers safe shall lye With which he thither first did flye Where trouble dares not come near the Most High II. Thither I 'll fly my God I 'll thither come No other place shall be my Home Thy Pow'r I will my Bulwark call My Fortress and my Brazen Wall Which shall unmov'd remain though Heav'n should fall III. Then fear not Soul for Thou preserv'd shalt be From all the Snares design'd for Thee The Plague that All-consuming ill Which do's the Air with Poysons fill Near Thee shall lose its force and cease to kill IV. For as the Eagles wings protect her young Till they have pinnions of their own Under God's wings shalt Thou abide And either there securely hide Or from Thy Fears away upon them ride V. His Truth shall be Thy Battle-Ax and Shield Both to maintain and get the field Neither the Terrors of the Night Nor dangers of the Mid-day light Unseen shall touch or seen
One Be joyn'd with them who set up mischief by a Law Shall Justice and Oppression share the Throne Or rapine to its party conquer'd virtue draw Against the Just together to conspire And doom the Innocent and guilty to one fire IX But God's my help the Rock whereto I fly My Fortress and high Tower where darts in vain are sent Their feathers cannot bear them up so high But on the Caster they shall turn in punishment And falling thus in wrath be so hurl'd down That wounded every man shall say the Dart's his Own Psalm XCV Venite exultemus Domino c. I. COme let us sing unto the Lord And all His deeds with thankfulness record Unto Our God Come let us sing And to His Courts with shouts Our Presents bring He is Our Rock to Him Our Verse we 'll raise And He who heard Our Prayers shall now attend Our Praise II. Great is Our God and rules o're all Above all gods who at His Footstool fall The Earth is His and all its Deeps His Word the Hills on their Foundation keeps He made the Sea and bounded it with Sand And bid the heavy earth above the waters stand III. Come let us worship and fall down And as we ought Our Great Creator own He is Our God His Flock we are The Sheep of 's hand the People of his Court Look how He calls look how He bends His ear Thus by inclining His to see if Ours will hear IV. To day let 's hear nor be like them Who in the desert did His Power contemn That hardened there did God provoke And though He still kept His their Covenant's broke 'T was then saies God they prov'd and tempted me When all around I had my Wonders made them see V. Forty years long their sins I bore And from destroying them as long forbore Fond People said I thus to stray And when I shew'd it not to know my way Therefore in wrath I did against them swear Since they despis'd my Rest they never should come there Psalm XCVI Cantate Domino Canticum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to the Almighty sing And to Him let the World their Offerings bring Sing to Our God and bless His Holy Name From day to day His Acts declare How wondrous and how great they are And let the Nations joyn to celebrate His Fame II. Great is the Lord and worthy of all Praise Above the Trophys we can to Him raise No Pow'r like His we can adore or fear For those to whom the Gentiles bow Are Idols and an empty show But He made Heav'n and all the Hosts which serve Him there III. Honour and Majesty attend His Throne Beauty and Strength His Temple 's built upon Therefore to Him alone ye People bow His Praise with daily thanks renew Restore to Him what is His due And at His Altar pay what there you first did vow IV. Let the Earth tremble and its Kingdoms fear And all unto the Mighty Word give ear Among the Heathen say That God do's reign Who made the World and bid it stand Till He shall judge it whose Command To its first Nothing shall return it back again V. Be glad O Heav'ns and Thou O Earth rejoyce And to your Consort take the Seas Deep Voice Let the huge Sea in dancing billows rise And though confin'd within its Shore By Sands which barr the Mighty Door Send up to Heav'n its shouts and force the yielding Skyes VI. Let joyfull Songs be heard in every Plain And Hills reflect the Voices Face again Then let the Trees the Glories of the Wood In mutual Murmurs all conspire And joyn with Birds to fill the Quire As if like Men they Parts and Musick understood VII At their Own Numbers let them come away And where their God shall pass lead on the way He comes But who His Presence can abide That the Great Judge of all shall be Yet who would not His Entrance see When He with equal Justice shall each cause decide Psalm XCVII Dominus regnavit exultet Terra c. THe Lord do's reign let the whole Earth rejoyce The Isles be glad and lift on high their voice Louder than Seas which all around them roar And with their shouts shake Heav'n and rend the Shore In the thick darkness God His Glory shrouds And o're His Brightness throws a veil of clouds Justice and Righteousness uphold His Throne And their firm Basis it do's rest upon In vain for Him their Toils His Enemies lay That Fire consumes them which prepares His Way For on the Nations He His Lightning threw And o're the World the swift-wing'd Terrour flew The Earth beheld it and began to fear The Hills complain'd that Heav'n approach'd too near And melted with the heat like Wax flow'd down Whilst in the Plains ran streams of burning Stone At the Almighty Presence they did flow Whose breath the Fire His eye had made did blow The Heav'ns His Justice and His Power declare And to His Truth the Earth do's witness bear May then all perish who to Idols bow And boast of Gods which they make only so Worship Him all ye Gods Angels fall down And at His Feet cast every One His Crown Sion with joy shall hear Jerusalem Shall send her Daughters to improve the Theam For He above all Gods is rais'd so high To Him we only by Our Praise can fly Praise Him ye Righteous who advanc't above Would have you thus express and send your Love Your Love upon Himself alone bestow And Hatred only to what 's evil show So with deliverance He shall surely come And having here preserv'd you take you home To Heav'n in whose large fields refined Light Sown for the Just looks against Harvest white Harvests which as they reap the Righteous sing And with Eternal shoutings carry in Be glad ye Righteous and in God rejoyce For what His hands have done deserves your Voice Psalm XCVIII Cantate Domino Canticum novum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to the Almighty sing Triumphall Songs to our Victorious King Whos 's own right Hand ha's got Him Victory And for us mighty Wonders done Has mighty En'mies overthrown And by its Holiness has made the Wicked flye II. The Lord ha's sav'd us and His Power display'd His Righteousness made all the World afraid Th' amazed World stood and admir'd His hand And when poor Israel seem'd to be Hopeless of ever getting free Wondred how He could then such miracles command III. Praise Him O World and fear His Mighty Name From whence all that at which Thou wondrest came Call all Thy forces up the Song to raise With Trumpets and with Harps rejoice The Sackbut Clarion and the voice And with shrill Cornets up to Heav'n send all Thy praise IV. Let the Sea roar and all that dwells therein Joyn in His praise when thus the Shores begin Let the Floods too their parts in answering bear Lift up their heads and clap their hands Rise and
keep And in Eternal Calms ly fast asleep There God the Piles for this huge World has lay'd And on their firm supporters bid it stand Immoveable unmov'd it rests at His command And one Vast Island of th' whole Earth is made The Sea about it hov'ring stood As though it knew not what to do Would have some shoare yet would be wider too At last became a Mantle to the World And o're its shoulders hurld Let its head stand secure above the Flood Secure it stands by the Almighty Word By Him who spake it the Eternal Lord The Deep is to its service held Both to enrich and to defend And though some times to Hills the strugling Billows Sweld Higher than steepest Hills to Heav'n their rage extend Let Him but speak away they fly Affrighted at his Thunders noyse Roaring Seas hearken to a Louder voyce And husht into a Calm with murmuring dy IV. Thou gates and barrs hast to the Ocean plac'd Thus far to go and at this bound Since move it must again go round One foot beyond it cannot wast No though it fome and the next wave Press'd forward by a greater force That by an inexhausted source Threatning to make the Earth one watry grave Let thousands then on one another croud And of their Empire proud Exalt their Thrones above the Land When here Thy Hand Moves a retreat Hills into plains are tost And mounts of Seas in humble Vallies lost To their own place they go their rage give o're And silent as they were before Only with trembling pay their Tribute to the shore V. The other springs those many veines Which thou hast scattred here and there Over the Earth fresh nutriment prepare And in perpetual Circulation Into the Sea their mighty Cistern run Whence they refunded are again With new supply Alwayes to flow and ne're be dry And in their streames have store of drink to give The Beasts which in the desart Live There the wild Asses their hot thirst allay By them the Fowles of Heav'n delighted stay Making by every Rivers side Sure habitations for their young Where all the Quire intend their Song And tune their notes to th' bubling of the tyde The craggy rocks which have not equal need Thou dost by other Conduits feed Rayning down showers and with his dew God do's the dry'd up moysture of the Hills renew VI. He the whole Earth do's satisfie and food For all that live do's from its bowels bring Causing the herbs to grow and grass to spring Roots of all sorts which have the Name of Good And from this Common Parent gives us Life Lively-hood No short allowance and what may suffice Barely to keep up Life but great Varieties Wine that makes glad the heart and gives New Spirits and lost powers retrives The grape with which a nobler dy Staines all our cares and makes them undistinguist ly And Oyl to make Our faces shine And be without as gay as we are smooth within Bread Wine and Oyl without all measure Th' Earth brings from her never failing Treasure VII Such is Our Mother Earth on whose fair brow The tall and long-liv'd Cedars grow Trees which are full of Sap whose heads defy The Heav'ns and near-approaching sky Cedars the glory of all Woods and King of Trees In whose fair boughes the Eagle has her nest And undisturb'd can rest None but the Sun her Airy Sees When in his purer flames she tryes How her young brood can dare the Light And had they wings in'his beames directly rise Able to blind anothers sight And hazard more their plumes than eyes The Stork a Story Lower takes her place And for an house the Firr-tree has Till an appointed Time Recall her to some other Clime Whilst underneath the craggy clift A Refuge for the Goat is left And weaker Conys by Gods Providence Have from strong rocks more than their heels a sure defence VIII I' th' Sky above the Power of God is seen Whether we view one single light The Empress of the silent night Or those innumerable flames between Which Heav'n in one continu'd flame unite The Moon whether a World or Star Or only as we judge the other Luminaries are For times and seasons set to tell the day Now it must spring now it must post away The Sun no less the minute knows When to set and when to rise When to withdraw and when to cheer Our eyes Giving by his retreat the darkness way To rule the Night as he doth guide the day Then from their denns the Savage Beasts walk out Fierce Lions roar and for their prey beat all about Till at Cock-Crow Lions that men and weapons scorn Alarm'd at the approach of Morn Through some undiscover'd Plain Steal to their Caves again And or for Work or Pleasure leave the day to Man IX Eternal Minde should we each Act of Thine Recount and mention every thing At which of Thy Great works should we begin Or what Almighty Numbers can confine The Love and Providence Divine Thy Works are like Thy Self sublime and high The Power and Wisdom of the Deity More numerous than the sand Embracing in its Armes the Sea Though every sand should reckoned be And all in one long row like Cyphers stand The Sea at head for a great figure to command I' th' Sea His mighty aids appear In all the Armes and armies there The Gyant and the Pigmee fry Which in the Sounds and Shallowsly And at His will or fight or fly Where Great Leviathan Leads up the Vann Leviathan whom He made to play In that great Waste in that great Waste bear sway Scorning the rage of silly Man Leviathan whom Seas as He do's Thee obey X. There go the Ships those floting Isles Proud with the Lands and Oceans spoiles Advancing to Our Shore The Silver Mine and Golden Oare And in their passage through the deep their God adore On Him all Creatures wayt And at that Common Table which His hands have spred With Providence and plenty all are fed A Table to which none can ever come too late Thou feed'st the Wicked and the Good To Thee they look Thou giv'st them food From Thine Own self art full and ne're drawn dry Caust all alone as thou dost all supply Hide but Thy Face and then this World Has Horror and confusion o're it hurld They dye and hasten to their dust They dye and make one Common rust In which when they have Ages buried lain Thy Spirit bestows another birth Breath's a new life new stocks the Earth And to the World the World returns again XI So shall alternate life and death Make way for them who must hereafter live Leave one and give another breath And from its Fate the Aged World reprieve Till God enough have liv'd shall see Till for His Glory God command an end to be 'T is Come See how the Earth do's shake The Rocks bow down and Mountains quake See how the Hills all set on fire Are beacons to
pot and shall sue to be A vassal to my basest drudgery Philistia shall my Chariot meet Honourd enough if she may bear the yoke Proud Edom has so often broke And Edom shall submit her neck and take my Feet VIII But who to Edom will direct my course And entrance for Me into Bozra force God shall direct me to the Town God who of late has seem'd to disappear And when He comes viewing Him there The Walls to make Him Way shall open or fall down IX Help usO God for we in vain implore A forreign aid which wants Our succour more Thou art my help through Thee my head With Laurel shall be crown'd and in my Wayes Some Enemies necks the ground shall raise So that my feet shall triumph too and on them tread Psalm CIX Deus laudem meam ne tacueris c. I. Guard of my Life and God of all my Praise Who see'st the Outrage off'red me Thy self and Power for my just sentence raise Nor let the wrongs I bear reflect on Thee Thou hear'st what cruel Words the wicked speak Let not them only and not Thou Thy Silence break II. With words of hatred I am girt around And from all parts they with me fight So hard that I am all but one great wound And the whole cause I give them is my Right With prayers for them their malice would reprove But those with Scorn with hatred they reward my Love III. Let him some Tyrant serve be made a Slave And Satan place at his right hand No other pitty find than what he gave And at his Enemies tribunal stand Let him be judg'd condemn'd and all his prayers Be made in vain to deaf or else to stubborn eares IV. Let suddain death his wretched life attend His office to another give Let on his wife and seed the curse descend They Fatherless and she a Widdow live Let them be vagabonds and begg their bread And have have no certain place to hide or rest their head V. Let the Extortioner catch all he has And strangers to his labours come Let him find none who will resent his case But with new miseries encrease the summ None who will to him any Mercy show Or on his Fatherless one friendly look bestow VI. Let them be all cut off and their curst Name In the next age be quite forgot Or if they be remembred let their shame On their Atchievments be a constant blot Let his fore-Fathers Sins be in Thine ey And all his Mothers lusts afresh for vengeance cry VII Let silence or reproach upon him rest And as it ne're was in his minde Either to favour or relieve th' opprest Neither reliefe nor favour let him find But as the Needy he with wrongs persu'd On his own head Let them be all again renew'd VIII As he Lov'd cursing let him still be curst And hated blessing seek in vain With envy which first swel'd him let him burst And then like water on him turn ' it again Like Oyle let it to ' his very marrow pierce And like those flames which boyle it be but far more fierce IX Give him no other garment for his pride Than this with which he was array'd Close with his girdle let his loines be ty'd To all a terror of himself afraid And executed by the hand Divine Let this his ruine be who only plotted mine X. But Lord my God for thine own great Names sake And for I hy Mercy rescue me Thou who the poor mans cause do'st undertake As ready to assist the helpless be Look how I stooping go and bow'd to th' ground But there no herb can find to ease or heal my wound XI My dayes and age are like a shaddow gon That when the Sun withdraws is lost And as the locust driven up and down From field to field from land to land I 'm tost My knees and flesh of strength through fasting fayl And those who wounded me with scornes my life assail XII But Lord my God for Thine Own great Names sake And for Thy Mercy rescue me That all may know the care Thou ' art pleas'd to take And in my sure deliverance honour Thee Bless Thou and let them curse confound their noise And make them all asham'd whilst I in Thee rejoyce XIII Shame and confusion to my Enemies Let it their Vest and Portion be Whilst I to Heaven in tuneful Numbers rise And tell abroad what God has done for me How from Oppession he the Poor did save And what his judges had deny'd just sentence gave Psalm CX Dixit Dominus Domino meo c. I. THE Lord said to my Lord The Mighty God to the Eternal Word Sit Thou at my Right hand Till I Thine Enemies command To be the Foot-stool to Thy Throne And freely yield their necks for Thee to tread upon II. Sion's that glorious Throne Whence with disdain Thy foes Thou look'st upon Thence Thou around shalt reign And by Thy Power new subjects gain Thy Enemies shall They obey And once return'd none shall more Loyall be than they III. And as the Summer Sun When Winters past and all its rage is done Do's every Morning view His way all strew'd with pearly dew Whose Numbers cannot reck'ned be T is a faint Emblem of Thy long Posterity IV. His Oath God will not break But King and Priest Thou ' art like Melchisedoc The Lord at Thy Right hand Shall let no Proud Usurper stand But Kings shall bow and in Thy Train Be captive led whilst there 's made Trophies of the slain V. He the Great Head shall wound When it shall Queeen of all the World be crown'd Drink of the brook i' th' way And follow till He gives the day But when His Cross shall death strike Dead Th' Eternal God Himself shall raise and crown His head Psalm CXI Confitebor tibi Domine c. I. WIth my whole heart I 'll praise the Lord Word And where He chose to honour it exalt His In the Assemblies of the just There will I all His noble Works disclose His Famous Acts sought out of those Who them their pleasure make and Him their Trust. II. His glorious Works are great and high No more to be conceiv'd than seen by mortal eye And shall for ever so remain Eternity it self is scarce enough To praise His Mercy and His Love And what we now unknown admire make plain III. He for His People did provide And never broke His Word or Covenant deni'd They saw His Signes beheld His hand How for their sake He made His power appear Prepar'd them conquests by the fear Which He sent first into their Enemies land IV. Justice and Truth are all His Wayes And on Eternal Faithfulness His Promise staies Beyond all ages they shall last And when Old Time it self away shall flee Remain as firm as now they bee And on their own great Basis fixt stand fast V. Deliverance He for Israel wrought And to save them His greatest plagues on
Egypt brought 'T was then they saw He was the same Which to their Fathers He was wont to be When He so strangely set them free The Holy God and Reverend is His Name VI. To worship Him true Wisdom is And to observe His Laws the only way to bliss No guide to knowledge like His fear For all beside what e're they may pretend Through a bad way reach a worse end But His Praise ever lasts and every where Psalm CXII Beatus Vir qui timet c. I. THat Man is truly blest who feares the Lord And with delight His Praecepts hears Who therefore loves because He fears Loves and yet trembles at the Sacred Word His seed upon the Earth renown'd shall be And he himselfblest in his seed shall see Riches and Wealth a full encrease No fear of ever being Poor Desires contented and a lasting Peace Alwayes unto his house are sure And ever constant as his Righteousness endure II. Clear day at night do's on the Just arise Some gleames His Spirit to sustain Some cheerful hopes amids his pain And what he gave he finds in others eyes That mercy which inclin'd His heart to lend In all his wants supplies do's ever send His works with Prudence manag'd are Nothing his foot shall ever move Both of his wayes and him God takes the Care And though he may his Servant prove He will reward his Righteousness and Crown his love III. How do the wicked tremble when the Just Secure in all his Fears is made I' th' midst of fears is not afraid But has his heart as fixed as his Trust Fix'd on his God nothing shall make him fear Though all around he should see ruine near For lo even then his just desire Shall be fulfill'd on'his Enemies When in their own wild flames they all expire And he behold the sacrifice To Heav'n in fire and clouds of pitchy smoak arise IV. His armes shall be what he has given away Or lent at any time the poor Whose Memory ever shall endure And with no fretting rust of age decay How he with Honour gain'd the Victory On Heav'ns Arch shall with ' his Name be grav'd on high Whereas it stand in sight of all The Wicked at it shall repine Shall see it fix'd when they must lower fall And those who did before combine Against him from their depth shall see it brighter shine Psalm CXIII Laudate pueri Dominum c. I. PRaise Him ye Servants of the Heav'nly King And to His Name your gratefull Praises sing That Name which is so full of Power And from Eternity was so Let the whole World before it bow And to Eternity that Name adore Praise Him for since at first the World He made T is fit this Chief-Rent to Him should by All be pai'd II. Above the Heav'ns He God o're all do's reign Nor can the Heav'n of Heav'ns His power contain His glory farr above the sky Exceeds the Compass of frail sight Invisible by Mortal light Those too weak means we view his greatness by Our eyes to Him we ne're can hope to raise For they 'll come short but we may reach Him with our praise III. Above He dwels yet sometimes do's He bend And stoop to hear the praise we upward send Humbling Himself sometimes to see Those beauties which in the Heav'ns are And at this distance look so fair Which of his Word the great Creation be Nay lower to the Earth He oft draws near And with His Presence makes it Heav'n when He comes there IV. In Heav'n and Earth all things obey His Will And though to them it be unknown fulfill At pleasure He bestows the Crown Honour and Wealth are in His hand And to the poor He gives Command Exalting him but throws the Mighty down Makes barren wombes with joy their fruit to bear And that which as the grave was deaf His voice to hear Psalm CXIV In exitu Israel de Egypto c. I. WHen Israel had thrown off th' Egyptian yoke And all the Chains of servitude A speech like them who us'd it rude And had their tongues unloos'd and fetters broke Th' Almighty Power who did that Wonder show Conducting by His mighty hand His People to the Promis'd land Did greater Wonders do Not only told them whether but which way to go II. The Sea farr off the Marching Camp beheld Saw how the Sacred Fire made way Yet knew not where their journy lay And to look round in higher billows swel'd But when to ' its shore it saw the Host draw nigh The mighty Sea began to fear And backward bid its floods to bear And those which could not fly Stand up in ranks and let the Israelites pass by III. Jordan fell back and to his Spring did hast Alarum'd at His scare'd Floods retreat The Aged Spring lost all his heat And boil'd no more but fainting swoon'd at last The mountaines saw the flood and they ran too The little Hills for Company Follow'd to see the Mountains flee Like frighted Lambs which go Though unpersu'd those wayes their trembling Mothers show IV. What ail'd the Sea that it should backward start Or what made frighted Jordans Spring Swoone and keep all his waters in Like spirits scarce able to secure the Heart Why ran the Hills Why did the mountains fly Tremble O Earth Thy God is near God who can make deaf Rocks to hear And when Thy Springs are dry From out their flinty Bowels fetch a new supply Psalm CXV Non nobis Domine Non nobis c. I. NOT unto us Lord not to us But to Thy Name give all the praise Thou Worthy art to be exalted thus For Truth and Mercy are Thy Wayes Why should the World deride Our trust And ask Where is the God whereof you boast Our God in Heav'n do's reign and what 's His Will Both Heav'n and Earth obey and Seas fulfill II. The Heathen Idols rule not so Nor by their own power can they stand Themselves do not their mean Original know Not how made Gods nor by what hand And though their Votaries them adore They are the same vile clay they were before Or if of Gold debas'd and more can do I' th' Ingot e're it 's a God then once made so III. 'T has mouth indeed and eyes and eares And the fain'd organs of quick sense But the dull thing nor speakes nor sees nor hears And what good can be look'd for thence 'T has feet 't is true and golden hands That ne're gave bribe but to receive them stands And nose that though the flames to it aspire Cannot the Incense smell nor scent the Fire IV. They and their Framers are alike And neither sense nor reason have But if they ' are gods let 's see them any strike Or from the curse their makers save Blind Deities but blinder they Who knowing it to their own work will pray Or think the stock which do's its titles ow To them can any thing they want bestow V.
like Bees about me swarm And all to be my death engage Like fire in Thornes or stubble rage My head shall be defended by this Charm For on the Lord of Hosts I 'll call And in His Name destroy them all XII The bloody Man thrust at me hard And hop'd at length to see me fall But when I on the Lord did call That sword brought death to him which me had spar'd God who 's my strength shall be my song And whom I call'd I 'll stay upon XIII The voice of Triumph and of praise The just mans mouth do's ever fill His voice is like his trumpet shrill When up to Heav'n Thy Vict'ries he do's raise 'T was thou the Conquest did obtain And Thy Right hand the day did gain XIV The Lords right hand did mighty things No power before His power could stand For when He made bare His Right hand Armies before Him fled and Potent Kings 'T was That the Conquest did obtain And His Right hand the day did gain XV. Empty Thy Quiver Death else where Be gon and pierce some softer heart For I defie Thy sharpest dart Am both above Thy malice and Thy fear I know I shall not dy but live And praise Him who my Life did give XVI Low as the dust I was brought down To the dark Suburbs of the grave But He was pleas'd my life to save And what He up had rais'd my Head did crown Open the Gates of Righteousness For lo I am return'd in Peace XVII Blest gates of the Divine aboad Which to the Holy Place let in Where all the just their Offrings bring And haste into the Presence of their God There Lord I 'll praises sing to Thee For Thou hast bow'd Thine eare to mee XVIII The stone the Builders did refuse Had often tri'd oft thrown away Is now the Mighty Fabricks stay God chose it for the Noblest place and use This is His doing and when thus God builds His Work is marvellous XIX This is the day which He has made Hosannas now befit our voice Come let us in Our God rejoice And in the day which He has made be glad That He Prosperity may send And to Our troubles put an end XX. Sacred Embassador of God Who hither in His Name do's come We in His Temple make Thee room And bless Our King from His Divine aboade He is Our Saviour Come away The Victims at the Altar stay XXI Bind them with cords and tye them fast To th' Altars horns and make them bleed Then let the Flame upon them feed And in thick clouds to Heav'n ascend at last My God I will sing praise to Thee Who art my God and song shalt be XXII To God's Almightie Name sing praise And you who know how Good He is Resign to Him what 's truly His And Arches of His Own great Mercies raise For like His Word they have been sure And to Eternity endure Psalm CXIX I. Part. Beati immaculati in via c. Aleph I. THrice happy Men who pure and undefil'd By the great Rule direct their Way Walk where that points and never go astray But to Gods Law sincere obedience yield Who search for that with their whole heart And keep His Testimonies as their better part II. To no iniquity they turn aside So plain His Wayes before them ly And if through ignorance they step awry His spirit which guides will hold them when they slide That I Thy Praecepts Lord fulfill Is Thy desire and Mine but first to know Thy Will III. Teach me Thy Will the Way where I should go How I Thy Statutes may observe Order my paths that I may never swerve And what 's Thy Righteous Pleasure to me show That shame may blush to follow me Who Thy Commands persue and follow none but Thee IV. And when Thy Judgements I shall thus be taught With upright heart I 'll sing Thy Praise The dull thing I as yet can hardly raise So low with former griefs it has been brought Then all Thy Statutes I 'll obey And Thou with me for ever shalt delight to stay II. Part. Beth. In quo corriget c. I. BUT how shall Youth this Wisdom Lord attain Unbridled Youth to choose His Way Youth that persues new follies every day Will in Thy Word find both a bit and rein With all my heart I have sought Thee That I ne're stray make Thy Commandments known to me II. Within my Heart Thy sacred Word I lay'd I lay'd it up and hid it there And to its counsel gave my willing eare And thence took heart of Sin to be afraid Lord Thou art worthy of all praise Teach me Thy Statutes that I may Thy glory raise III. This my desire has been and still shall be Of all Thy Judgements to recount The summ to which Thy Testimonies mount Is infinite and only like to Thee Riches of which the World do's dream Are piercing cares and emptiness compar'd with Them IV. Of all Thy Praecepts will I meditate And have respect to all Thy Wayes Thy Statutes my delight and love shall raise And at Thy Oracle I 'll ever waite Within my heart Thy love shall gain Such conquests that the Trophies shall like Heav'n remain III. Part. Gimel Retribue Servo tuo c. I. O' May Thy Servant of Thy love partake And what Thou ' hast sworn of old fulfill That He may keep Thy Word and do Thy Will And pay the vowes He heretofore did make Yet nearer Lord unto Him draw And clear his sight to view the wonders of Thy Law II. I am a stranger and the rule I have O're Nations only comes from Thee I give them Lawes but Thou must give them me From Thy Commandments I assistance crave My Soul is wasted with desire And with the Love Thy Judgements kindled all a fire III. The proud who from Thy just Commandments err Are curs'd because from Thee they go Curse great enough if it were only so But all their wayes are girt around with fear Reproach which they for me have lay'd Send them for I Thy Testaments my guard have made IV. Kings too as they in judgement on me sat Derided me for that great Love I bore Thee Lord invisible above But on Thy Statutes I did meditate Thy Testimonies in my need Were my best Counsellors and taught me how to plead IV. Part Daleth Adhaesit pavimento c. I. DOwn to the Earth my humbled soul is cast Raise me according to Thy Word No power but Thine can any help afford For where 't is thrown it to the Earth cleaves fast My wayes I have declar'd to Thee Teach me Thy Statutes and shew Thine to me II. Make me Thy Wayes and Praecepts understand So shall I all Thy Works relate How Thou in me a new heart didst create And help'dst me do what Thou didst first command My Soul for grief do's melt away Strengthen me with Thy Word and bid the stream to stay III.
IV. Like a lost sheep from Thee I went astray Nor to the fold again should come But seek me Lord and bring Thy Servant home For He do's yet Thy great Commands obey Around me let Thy Judgements shine And thus from danger sav'd the Praise shall all be Thine Psalm CXX Ad Dominum cum tribularer c. I. IN my distress unto the Lord I cry'd And though my troubles made me fear That God His Face would from me hide Even then my God was pleas'd to hear And then inclin'd His Willing ear And answer'd me when I most lookt to be deny'd II. Thou heardst me and Thy self didst set me free My Enemies saw their swords were vain And with their tongues did strike at me With lyes my Innocence sought to stain Lord on them turn their lyes again And let their tongues weak as their swords to hurt me be III. But what reward false tongue dost Thou desire Or who to give 't Thee dares come nigh Thou woundest when Thou dost retire As Parthians fight most when they fly Thy Words then kill when thou runn'st by Like Juniper Coles are sweet but burn worse than their fire IV. Unhappy Man who thus am forc'd to stay Exil'd from Him I love most dear From Thee my God O Come away Let me not be without Thee here But where Thou art let me appear Any where Lord so Thou wilt but Thy self display V. Than Mesech can a place more savage be Where all to Peace sworn Enemies are And for Her sake are so to me Kedar with Mesech may compare I cry up Peace They call for Warr Yet that were nothing Lord could I but there have Thee Psalm CXXI Levavi oculos meos in Montes c. I. UNto the Hills I rais'd my drooping eyes And look'd if any help were there Loaded with tears I made them rise To watch and give the sign when help drew near I rais'd them up but all in vain I could not keep them so Their own weight press'd them to the Earth again On high they would not be when I was sunk so low II. Up to your tops O Hills I 'll look no more An unexpected help is nigh I overlook'd this help before Look'd when I thought not high enough too high For lo my God my part do's take On my side do's appear God whos 's great word both Heav'n and Earth did make And what need other help when the Almighty's near III. Thy Foot He said it all times fixt shall stand And He shall watch about Thee keep The Lord shall lead Thee by the hand And never though thou slumbrest fall asleep For Israel He is still awake His eyes still open be And He who of an Israel care can take Fear not but He can well enough provide for Thee IV. Twixt Him and Thee no cloud shall interpose But He shall be Himself Thy shade To break the Malice of Thy Foes The Eternall God shall be Thy refuge made The Lord shall be Thy sure defence Thy guard both night and day Shall sweeten every Planets influence And to serve Thee make both the Sun and Moon obey V. God shall defend Thee and Thy life shall be Secur'd from danger by His love And all things which belong to Thee The Care which He has of Thy Soul shall prove Without He shall direct Thy Way Within shall bless Thy store And all the while from Him Thou 'rt forc'd to slay Shall what Thou hast make serve Thy turn or give Thee more Psalm CXXII Laetatus sum in his qua c. I. T Was the best news I wish to hear My very Soul stood ravisht at my ear Let 's go they say'd Come Let 's away Already we have tarried long enough Now let our speed declare Our love Why should we thus from Sion stay And only be unhappy by our Own delay II. Let 's go see at the City gates How God Himself to greet Our coming waits We Come O God nor will we rest Till we the place have in Jerusalem found Till we have trod that Holy ground Which Thou of all the World lov'st best Which Thou of all the World hast with Thy Presence blest III. Jerusalem is strong and fair Glorious above what other Cities are The Seat of the Eternal King Whose lofty Palaces approach the skies And to be near their God to ' Heav'n rise Thither the Tribes their Offerings bring And from their scattred Cities come His Praise to sing IV. There are the Thrones of Judgement set Her Power is large and Her Dominion great The Thrones of David there stand fast The Lord Himself in Sion founded them Has fixt them in Jerusalem Subject to neither change or Wast But such as shall by Him upheld for ever last V. Triumphant City Mayst Thou be Happy like Him who first establisht Thee May He from Warrs Thy gates secure And like Thee Thy well-wishers ever bless Give Thee a long and certain peace Make all His blessings to Thee sure And may Thy Peace as constant as His Power endure VI. For Israels sake Thou hast my love Second to none but His who rules above For Sions sake I 'll happiness On all Thy Palaces and Borders pray Thy Palaces shall ne're decay Within Thy Borders Warr shall cease For He who is Thy Guardian is the God of Peace Psalm CXXIII Ad te Levavi oculos meos c. I. TO Thee O Lord I lift my careful eyes To Heav'n where Thou sitst cloath'd with light And though I hopeless am to reach Thy sight I cannot choose but let them thither rise Tow'rds Heav'n they look and seek Thee every where And though they see Thee not know Thou art there II. As Servants on their Masters sign depend Know what to do what to forbear From thence though they no other language hear And with quick eyes unto their hands attend Wayting on Thee we more dependance show And though Thou art in visible do so III. We wait and waiting never will give o're Till Thou to us Thy Mercy show O on us Now Thy Mercy Lord bestow And what we long have lost again restore Thy Mercy Lord and since Thou 'rt Just and strong Repeal Our miseries and revenge Our wrong IV. Revenge the wrong which we endure from those Who at us scoff because We 're Thine Against us only for Thy sake combine And are Our envious and malicious foes Their sloth and ease make them Our pains deride And all Our grief 's the Triumph of their pride Psalm CXXIV Nisi quia Dominus c. I. HAD not the Lord our Cause maintain'd The Lord Himself may Israel say Had not the Lord the Victory for us gain'd Instead of getting We had lost the day And Captives been to them who now are made Our prey II. On us they came and like a flood Which would within no banks be held They fiercer grew the more they were withstood Increas'd in rage when we their force repell'd And by
Faithfull be And keep the Laws transmitted here to Thee Their Throne like Thine shall stand and be as Great VII For I have Sion made my Rest The place which I of all the World love best My house for ever where I choose to dwell All Her Provisions I will bless And thence Her poor shall look for their increase And when they see it wonder how it fell VIII There shall her Priests my Praises sing And with Loud Shouts My Saints their Offrings bring The Horn of David there I 'll make to bud An Horn of Plenty full and green Where some New blossoms ever shall be seen Whose fruit's as generous as the root is good IX There for my King I 'll set a light My eye shall make it burn and keep it bright Obscurity shall on His Foes be cast Cover'd with shame they shall ly down But on His head I 'll put a glorious Crown And I who put it on will hold it fast Psalm CXXXIII Ecce quam bonum quam c. I. BLest day wherein I live to see The Tribes like Brethren all agree Like Brethren striving who shall my best Subjects be II. God has by them restor'd my Crown And they secur'd what was their Own For what on me they pour'd upon themselves fell down III. Th' Annointing Oyl they on me spent On them in Acts of Favour went As if for them as much as me the Oyl was meant IV. Like that which on the High-Priest shed At first it only wet His head But then o're beard and cloaths and all was quickly spred V. Or like those mists which from the Main The sun draws up to send again In dews first on the Hills and then the humble Plain VI. With such th' Almighty loves to dwell And Souls agreed His Praise can tell How on them blessings when on others vengeance fell Psalm CXXXIV Ecce nunc benedicite c. I. PRaise Him Ye Servants of th' Eternal King Who alwayes in His Temple stay Till your loud songs the cheerful Morning bring And having chas'd the Night away Call to attend your Sacrifice the rising day II. And as you praise Him let your thankfull hands Their part in all the Service bear They have their language which He understands Though none beside their voice do's hear For them reserves His eye and for your lips His Ear III. The Lord from Sion on Thy Borders reign Showers like that Heav'n which sends them free Return Thy Blessings on Thee back again Let them Thine own and greater be That Gods who Heav'n and Earth did make all for Thee Psalm CXXXV Laudate nomen Domini c. I. YE Servants of th' Immortal King His Masters of request below To whom when We our just Petitions bring Immediately to Heav'n they go And by your means who there attend I' th' flames which burn the Sacrifice ascend To His Great Name which He delights to raise Though far above your reach direct your Praise II. There 's none like Him so full of love On whom you can your praise bestow And if great Goodness can affection move Then praise His Name for that is so For Jacobs seed He gave His voice And plac'd His Treasure where He made His choice So great that none can contradict His will But when they most resist it most fulfill III. His Pleasure Heav'n and Earth obey And Laws which He first gave them keep He chains the Sea and bounding sands do's lay For mighty fetters on the Deep Causes thick vapours to ascend And in one cloud moist Hail and fire do's blend Out of His Treasures brings th' unruly wind And Captive Tempests with strong Cords do's bind IV. In Egypt when He did begin Thus He their First Born would not spare The Beasts were punisht for their Masters sin Under the Curse because they were His Wonders God before Him sent And thither afterwards in Person went Egypt Thou saw'st His hand i' th mid'st of Thee When Pharaoh who did bear it Would not see V. He mighty Kingdoms overthrew Scattred their Forces slew their Kings And Victory which abroad at Pleasure flew Made serve at home without her wings Sehon and Ogg before Him fell In whose Possessions Faithfull Israel dwell That Promised Land which He their Fathers gave Who from that gift their surest Title have VI. Eternal God like Thee Thy Name Endures to all Eternity And as Its Power is constantly the same So shall Its just Memorial be For Thou wilt for Thy People rise Subdue and Scatter all their Enemies That under yoaks they shall no more remain But to Thy House and City be restor'd again VII Dumb Idols shall not Thee withstand Nor thousand Gods fond men adore For all though fashion'd by the Workmans hand Remain the Clay they were before Dull Clay which neither sees nor hears Though Art has given them eyes and made them ears Most Easy Gods to whom when any cry They therefore grant because they can't deny VIII Without or Speech or breath or sense Though they of All the Organs have In vain is help to be expected thence Where 's not enough themselves to save Blind Deities but blinder they Who knowing it to their own Work will pray Ne're thinking that it cannot to them turn And that one fire will god and Incense burn IX But Thou O Israel Bless Thy Lord O House of Aaron bless His Name And you who serve at th' Altar by His Word With coales from thence encrease your Flame Let joy in every Face appear And bless the Lord whom you have made your Fear From Sion bless Him who reigns King above But at Jerusalem is The God of Love Psalm CXXXVI Consitemini Domino Quoniam c. I. OPraise The Lord for He is Good And let the World His love adore For though His Power may aw them more His Love guards those who are by that withstood His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure II. Praise Him who o're all gods do's reign The God of Gods of Kings the King To whom all Thrones this Homage bring What He first gave them to resign again His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure III. All that We see His hand has done Who makes His Mighty Power appear With wonder strikes us and with fear For His own sake He did it and alone His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure IV. He made the Heav'ns that glorious space Which has no bound and knows no end Whose greatness man can comprehend As little as that God who made the Place His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure V. The Flood at first hid all the Land Till He rais'd it above the Flood Where it unmov'd e're since has stood He stretcht it out by reaching out His hand His Mercies have been ever sure And to Eternity endure VI. The Lamps of Heav'n ow all their light To Him who caus'd them first to shine He on them
our God of great renown Whose Wisdome's infinite To th' Earth He casts the Wicked down And raises the upright Sing Praises to His Name with thanks rejoice And make the Consort perfect with your Voice VI. The Heav'ns with clouds He covers o're And all their beauty hides Yet thence the Earth has its best store Rain which He there provides Whence Plenty comes but less from what is sown Than from the Faithful seasons He pours down VII Mountains those Pillars of the Air On which Heav'ns Fabrique lies Whose verdant Chapiters are fair And in mixt Orders rise With Frutages He covers and with showers Allaies their heat and crowns them all with flowers VIII To Him all Creatures look and live All at His Table eat He to bruit-beasts their food do's give And to young Ravens meat An horse to Him and all his strength is vain And in his sight as poor as this is Man IX In neither can He Pleasure take But do's in th' Just delight And they who Him their refuge make Shall flourish in His sight Then to Thy God Jerusalem sing praise Sion exalt Him who Thee first did raise X. 'T is He who do's Thy Walls defend And all Thy Gates make strong Who do's Thy Colonies extend And keeps Thee alwaies young Who with a numerous offspring do's Thee bless And gives Thy Land the Happy fruits of Peace XI And this because it is His Will Whose Pleasure all obey Both Heav'n and Earth His Word fulfill And at it haste away On the cold Rocks He His Frost-Mantle throwes And cloaths the naked Hills with woolly snows XII When on the streams He layes His Chain And Captive Floods do's bind What Power can set them free again Till He send out His Wind But when on them He causes it to blow The melted glass in streams begins to flow XIII These Works of His by all are seen But Jacob has His Word No Land beside so blest has been Or favour'd by the Lord For He to Israel has His Judgements shown When His displeasure all Lands else have known Hallelujah Psalm CXLVIII Laudate Dominum de Coelis I. YOu blessed Souls who stand before Th' Eternal King and so long see His glory that you changed bee Into that glory you adore Praise your great Founder and above Admire His Power and bless His Love II. You who when Lucifer did fall Kept your first standing and remain Commanders of that mighty Train Of which the Lord is Generall Angels extoll th' Almighty King And Songs of Triumph to Him sing III. Praise Him from whom Thy light do's flow Thou whom as God the World adore Renounce that honour and no more Usurp a service Thou dost ow Praise Him O Sun when Thou 'rt most bright Whose beams to darkness turn Thy light IV. Thou too who with a borrow'd ray When all the Lamps of Heav'n hang out In the Nights silence walk'st about And with Thy torch restor'st the day Fair Moon and Starrs exalt Gods Name And in your dance His Power proclaim V. Ye Heavens whom none can comprehend Infinite Waters where the sky As if beyond it self 't would fly Exceeds all thought yet findes no end Praise Him who farther do's out go Your height than you what ere 's below VI. He spake the Word and you were made His first Decree has bound you fast Appointed you how long to last Th' Almighty Word your wandrings stay'd Praise Him whose Word so much can do And as it made destroy you too VII Let from the Earth His Praises rise All Creatures whom He plac't below Let them their gratefull praises show And in that service reach the skies Dragons and Whales i' th' consort move A tunefull Bass to th' Quire above VIII Sea praise Him when Thy billows roar And mustring up the force of th' Main The once drown'd World assault again And seek i' th' Heav'ns alone a shoar Praise Him who when He moves His hand Both stills and chains Thy waves with sand IX All Meteors praise the Name of God Vapors and Winds that nothing spare But of His Wrath the Armies are Lightning's His Scepter and His Rod Ice praise Him who makes Thee a rein To curb swift streams and back the Main X. Mountains at His great Name rise up Who so ordain'd by His command All in your ranks and orders stand Like Piles Heav'ns Arch to underprop Praise Him who your rais'd heads did crown And low as Hell not throw you down XI Cedars who one loft higher go And Natures Vanes to Mountains are Knowing no other motion there Than what the amorous Zephyrs blow Plants and Fruit-trees the pride o' th' Field In generous stores your praises yield XII Beast and all Cattell creeping things Insects unminded the great care Of Him by whom you formed were And Birds who with your downy wings Cut the soft air your Presents bring And in wild notes His Praises sing XIII Kings to whom God His Name do's give And as Vice-gods has set on high True Portraicts of the Deity Praise Him in whom your selves do live And who though Homage is your due First made the Right then gave it you XIV Praise Him all People every state And Sex and Age Virgins and Youth With all the beauteous trains of both Or long since born or born of late Praise Him old Men and since agen Age speaks you Children shew y' are Men. XV. Let the whole World His Praise restore And lift above the Firmament That Name He counts so excellent And what none fully know adore For from the Deep it all things fills Up to the Everlasting Hills XVI Israel praise Him Israel for whom He made all these and greater things The Land subdu'd and Potent Kings Bringing them thousand Vict'ries home Such wonders wrought and more than this Whom He redeem'd and so made His. Hallelujah Psalm CXLIX Cantate Domino Canticum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to Great Jehovah sing And in His Temple let His Name resound This small return his Saints may bring For all those favours wherewith they are crown'd Let Israel in His Makers Love rejoyce And Sion crown again Her Sovereign with Her Voyce II. In the High Dance His great Name let them praise And that it may approach His Throne above The service with shrill Trumpets raise And send up Theirs as He showers down His Love They are His Pleasure and His chiefest Prize And though in others mean yet beauteous in His eyes III. Let the Saints praise Him who their Glory is And on their beds when they no Comfort see Then let them sing for they are His And of salvation confident may bee Hee 'll raise them up and by His Powerfull Word Put in their mouths His Praise and in their hands a Sword IV. Thus shall they fight and conquer throw down all Who dare oppose and to resist them stand The Heathen shall before them fall And in that ruin feel His vengefull Hand Their Captive Kings they shall