only Hope of those Who thee with Holy Zeal adore Whose all-protecting Arms inclose Their Safety who thy Aid implore PSALM IV. THou Guardian of my Truth and me That from these straits hast set me free O hear my Pray'r Be I Thy Care For Mercy lives in Thee You Sons of Men how long will you Eclipse my Glory and pursue Lov'd Vanities Delight in Lies To Man to God untrue Know God my innocence hath blest And will with soveraignty invest His gentle Ear Prepar'd to hear My never vain request Sin not but fear surcease and try Your Hearts as on your Beds you lie Pure gifts present With pure intent And place your hopes on high But Earthly Minds false Wealth admire And toil with uncontrol'd desire With clear aspect Thy Beams reflect And Heavenly Thoughts inspire O let my Joy exempt from Fears Their Joys transcend when Autumn bears His pleasant Wines On clustred Vines And Grain-replenish'd Ears Now shall the peaceful hand of Sleep In heavenly Dew my senses steep Whom thy large wings O King of Kings In shades of Safety keep PSALM V. TO hear me Lord be thou inclin'd My thoughts O ponder in thy mind And let my cryes acceptance find Thou hear'st my Morning Sacrifice To thee before the Day-Star Rise My Pray'rs ascend with stedfast eyes Thou lov'st no vice none dwells with thee Nor glorious Fools thy Beauty see All Sin-defil'd detested be â—â—ars shall sink beneath thy hate â—ho thirst for Blood and weave deceit â—hy Rage shall swiftly ruinate I to thy Temple will repair Since Infinite thy Mercies are And thee adore with Fear and Prayer My God conduct me by thy Grace For many have my Soul in chase Set thy strait Paths before my Face False are their Tongues their Hearts are hollow Like gaping sepulchres they swallow â—â—wn and betray even those they follow With Vengeance girt these Rebels round In their own counsels them confound Since their Transgressions thus abound Joy they with an exalted Voice That trust in thee who guard'st thy Choice Let those who love thy Name rejoyce Thy Blessings shall in show'rs descend Thy favour as a shield defend All those who righteousness intend PSALM VI. LOrd thy deserved Wrath asswage Nor punish in thy burning Ire Let Mercy mitigate thy Rage Before my fainting Life expire O heal my Bones with anguish ake My pensive Heart with sorrow worn How long wilt thou my soul forsake O pity and at length return O let thy Mercies comfort me And thy afflicted Servant save Who will in death remember thee Or praise thee in the silent Grave Vext by insulting enemies My Groans disturb the peaceful Night My Bed wash'd with my streaming Eyes Through Grief grown old and dim of sight All you of wicked life depart The Lord my God hath heard my cry He will recure my wounded Heart And turn my Tears to tides of Joy Who hate me let dishonour wound Let fear their guilty souls affright With shame their haughty looks confound And let them vanish from my sight PSALM VII O Thou that art my Confidence And strong Defence From those who my sad fall intend Great God defend Lest Lion like if none controul They tear my perse cuted Soul If I am guilty if there be Deceit in me If Ill I ever to my Friend Did but intend Or rather have not succour'd those Who were my undeserved foes Let them my stained Soul pursue With hate subdue Let their proud feet in Triumph tread Upon my head My life out of her mansion thrust And lay my Honour in the dust Against my dreadful Enemies Great God arise Just Judge thy sleeping Wrath awake And Vengeance take Then all shall Thee adore alone O King of Kings ascend thy Throne Judge thou my Foes as I am free So judge thou me Declare thou my integrity For thou dost try The Heart and Reins The Just defend The Malice of the Wicked end God is my Shield he help imparts To sincere hearts The Good Protects but menaceth The Bad with Death Nor will unless they change relent He whets his Sword his Bow is bent Dire Instruments prepared hath Of deadly Wrath And will at those who persecute swift Arrows shoot Who wicked thoughts conceiv'd now great With Mischief travel hatch Deceit Who digg'd a pit first fell therein Caught by his Sin On his own head his outrage shall Like ruins fall But I O thou eternal King Will of thy Truth and Justice sing PSALM VIII LOrd how Illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame Thy Glory thou hast set on high Above the Marble-arched Sky The wonders of thy Power thou hast In Mouths of Babes and Sucklings plac'd That so thou might'st thy Foes confound And who in malice most abound When I pure Heav'n thy Fabrick see The Moon and Stars dispos'd by thee O what is Man or his frail Race That thou shouldst such a Shadow grace Next to thy Angels most renown'd With Majesty and Glory crown'd The King of all thy Creatures made That all beneath his feet hath laid All that on Dales or Mountains feed That shady Woods or Deserts breed What in the Airy Region glide Or through the rowling Ocean slide Lord how illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame PSALM IX THee will I praise with Heart and Voice Thy wondrous Works aloud resound In thee O Lord will I rejoyce Thy Name with Zealous Praises Crown'd My Foes fell by inglorious flight Before thy terrible Aspect Thy powerful Hands support my Right Thou Judgement justly dost direct The Proud are faln the Heathen fly Oblivion shall their names Intomb Destruction O thou Enemy Hath now reciev'd a final Doom Thou Towns and Cities hast destroy'd Their memory with them decayes But God for ever shall abide And high his Throne of Justice raise A righteous Scepter shall extend And Judgement distribute to all He will oppressed Souls defend That in the time of Trouble call Who know thy Name in thee will trust Thou never wilt forsake thine Own Praise Sions King O praise the Just And make his noble Actions known Blood sâ—apes not his revenging Hand He vindicates the Poor mans Cause Lord my insulting Foes withstand And draw me from Deaths greedy Jaws That I may in the Royal Gate Of Sions Daughter raise my Voice Thy ample Praises celebrate And in thy saving health rejoice They faln into the Pit they made Are caught in Nets themselves prepar'd The Lord his Judgements hath display'd The Wicked in their works insnar'd The Wicked down to Hell shall sink And all that do the Lord disdain But God will on the Needy think Nor shall the Poor expect in vain Lord let nor Man prevail arise Th' Insulting Heathen judge O then Let trembling Fear their heart surprize That they may know they are but Men. PSALM X. WIthdraw not O my God my guide In time of
Mercy hear my cry Lest I with wasting sorrow die Shield from my foes Who now inclose Since of more strength than I. My Soul out of this Prison bring That I may praise thee O my King Who trust in thee Shall compass me And of thy Bounty sing PSALM CXLIII LOrd to my cries afford an ear Th' afflicted hear According to thy Equity And Truth reply Nor prove severe for in thy sight None living shall be found upright The Foe my Soul besiegeth round Strikes to the ground In darkness hath inveloped Like men long dead My mind with sorrow overthrown My heart within me stupid grown I call to mind those ancient Daies Fill'd with thy praise Thy Works alone possess my thought With wonder wrought To thee I stretch my zealous Hand Desir'd like rain by thirsty land Approach with speed my Spirits fail Thy Face unveil Least I forthwith grow like to those Whom graves inclose O let me of thy Mercy hear Before the morning Sun appear My God thou art the only scope Of all my hope O shew me thy prescribed way Lest I should stray For to thy Throne I raise mine eyes My Soul and all my faculties Save from my Foes to Thee loe I For refuge flie Inform me that I may fulfill Thy sacred Will My God let thy good Spirit lead That in thy paths my Feet may tread O for thy Honour quicken me Who trust in Thee Out of these Straights for Justice sake Thy Servant take In mercy cut thou off my Foes Whose hate hath multiply'd my woes PSALM CXLIV THe Lord my Strength be only prais'd The Lord who hath my courage rais'd In doubtful Battle given me might And skill how to direct and fight My Fautor Fortress high-built Tower My Rock Redeemer Shield and Power My only Confidence who still â—ubjects my People to my will Lord what is Man or his frail Race That thou should'st such a vapour grace Man nothing is but vanity A shadow swiftly gliding by Great God stoop from the bending Skies The Mountains touch and Clouds shall rise â—rom thence thy winged Lightning throw Rout and confound the flying Foe Stretch down thy hand which only saves And snatch me from the furious Waves Free from rebellious Enemies â—â—ur'd to perjuries and lies Their Hands defil'd with fraud and wrong Then will I in a new-made Song Unto the softly-warbling string Of thy Illustrious Praises sing Thou Kings preserv'st hast me preserv'd Even David who thy Will observ'd â—ree from rebellious Enemies Inur'd to perjuries and lies Foul deeds their violent hands defile Hands prone to treachery and guile That in their Youth our Sons may grow Like Lawrel Groves our Daughters show Like polish'd pillars deck'd with Gold Which high and Royal roofs uphold Our Magazines abound with Grain Provision of all sorts contain Increasing Flocks our Pastures fill And well-fed Steers the Fallows till That no incursions Peace affright No Armies joyn in dreadful fight No daring Foe our Walls invest Nor fearful shrieks disturb our rest Blest People who in this estate Injoy your selves without debate And happy O thrice happy they Who for their God the Lord obey PSALM CXLV I Still will of thy Glory sing Thy Name extoll my God my King No day shall pass without thy praise Prais'd while the Sun his Beams displays Great is the Lord whose praise exceeds Inscrutable are all his Deeds One Age shall to another tell Thy Works which so in power excell The Beauty of thy Excellence And Oracles intrance my Sense Men shall thy dreadful Acts relate My Verse thy Greatness celebrate To memory thy Favours bring And of thy noble Justice sing For in Thee Grace and Pity live To anger slow swift to forgive All on thy Goodness Lord depend Thy Mercies all thy Works transcend Even all thy Works shall praise thy Name Thy Saints shall celebrate the same Of thy far-spreading Empire speak Thy Power to which all Powers are weak To make thy Acts to Mortals known And glory of thy awfull Throne Thy Kingdom never shall have end Thy Rule beyond Times flight extend The Lord shall those who fall sustain And Souls dejected raise again All seek from Thee their livelyhood Thou in due season giv'st them food Thy liberal Hand Men Birds and Beasts Even all that live with plenty feasts The Lord is Just in all his Waies Who Mercy in his Works displaies â—s present by his power with all Who on his Name sincerely call For he will their desires effect Regard their cries from Foes protect Who love Him Safety shall enjoy The Lord the Wicked will destroy My Tongue his Goodness shall proclame Man-kind for ever praise his Name PSALM CXLVI Hallelu-jah O My Soul praise thou the Lord Whilst thou liv'st his praise record Whilst I am eternal King I will of thy praises sing O no hope in Princes place Trust in none of humane race Who can give no help at all Nor prevent his proper fall When his parting breath expires He again to Earth retires Ev'n in that uncertain day All his thoughts with him decay Happy he whom God protects He on whom his Grace reflects Happy he who plants his trust On the only Good and Just. He who Heavens blâ—w Arch display'd He who Earths Foundation laid Spread the Land-imbracing Main Made what ever all contain True to what his Word profest He revengeth the opprest Hungry Souls with food sustains And unbinds the Prisoners chains To the blind restores his sight Rears who fall by wicked might Righteousness his Soul affects Friendless Strangers he protects Widdows and the Fatherless Those confounds who these oppress Zion God thy God shall raign While the Poles their Orbs sustain Hallelu-jah PSALM CXLVII JEhovah praise with one consent How comely sweet how excellent To sing our great Creators praise Whose hands late ruin'd Salem raise Collecting scattered Israel That they in their own Towns may dwell He cures the sorrows of our minds Our wounds imbalms and softly binds He numbers Heavens bright-sparkling Flames And calls them by their several Names Great is our God and great in might His Knowledge O most infinite The Humble unto Thrones erects The Insolent to Earth dejects Present your thanks to our great King On solemn Harps his Praises sing Who Heaven with gloomy Vapors hides And timely Rain for Earth provides With grass he clothes the pregnant Hills And hungry beasts with Herbage fills He feeds the Ravens croaking brood Left by the Old that cry for food He cares not for the strength of Horse Nor mans strong limbs and matchless force But those affects who in his Path Their feet direct with constant Faith O Solyma Jehovah praise To God thy Voice O Sion raise Who hath thy City fortify'd Thy streets with Citizens supply'd Firm peace in all thy borders set And fed thee with the flower of Wheat He sends forth his Commands which flie More swift than Lightning through the Skie The Snow-like Wool on
his Guide Nor shall his Feet in slippery places slide Men seek his blood but God defends nor shall He by the sentence of the Wicked fall Wait on the Lord nor his straight paths transgress And evermore this pregnant Soil possess But those who in iniquity delight Shall be cut off and perish in thy sight The Wicked I have seen in wealth to flow Exceed in power and like a Laurel grow Yet vanish hence as he had never been I sought him but he was not to be seen Observe the perfect and the pure of heart They die in peace and happily depart But the Ungodly are at once cut down And perish without pity or renown The Lord is the salvation of the Just Their strength in trouble since in him they trust Will those assist who on his aid depend Deliver and from impious Foes defend PSALM XXXVIII NOT in thy wrath against me rise Nor in thy fury Lord chastise Thy Arrows wound Nail to the Ground Thy hand upon me lies No Limb from pain and anguish free Because I have incensed thee Nor rest can take My bones so ake Such sin abounds in me Like Billows they my head transcend Beneath their heavy load I bend My Ulcers swell Corrupt and smell Of Folly the sad end Perplext in mind I pine away And mourning waste the tedious day My Flesh no more Then all one Sore All parts at once decay Much broken all my strength o're-thrown Through anguish of my Soul I groan Lord thou dost see My thoughts and me My Sighs to thee are known My sad Heart pants my nerves relent My Sight grows dim and to augment My miseries All my Allies And Friends themselves absent Who seek my life their Snares extend Their wicked thoughts on Mischief bend Calumniate And lye in wait To bring me to my end But I as deaf to them appear As mute as if I tongueless were My passion rul'd Like one that could At all not speak nor hear Because my hopes on thee relye My God I said O hear my cry Lest they should boast Who hate me most And in my ruin joy For O! I droop with struggling spent My thoughts are on my sorrows bent My sins excess I will confess In show'rs of tears repent My foes are full of strength and pride Who causeless hate are multiply'd Who good with ill Repay would kill Because I just abide Depart not Lord O pitty take Nor me in my extreames forsake Salvation Is thine alone Hast to my succour make PSALM XXXIX I Said I will my wayes observe Lest I should swerve With Bit and Reins my Tongue keep in Too prone to Sin Nor to their Calumnie reply Who glory in Im pi e ty I like a Statue silent stood Dumb even to good My Sorrows boyling in my breast Exil'd my rest But when my Heart incenst with wrong Grew hot I gave my Grief a tongue Of those few days I have to spend And my last End Inform me Lord that I may so My Frailty know My time is made short as a Span As nothing is the Age of man Man nothing is but Vanitie Though thron'd on high Walks like a shadow and in vain Turmoils with pain He heaps up wealth with wretched care Yet knows not who shall prove his Heir Lord what expect I thou the Scope Of all my Hope Him from his loath'd Transgressions free Who trusts in Thee Nor O subject me to the Rule And proud derision of a Fool With silence since thy Will was such I suffered much O now forbear lest instant Death Force my faint breath When thou dost with thy Rod chastise Offending man his courage dies His Beauty wasted like a cloth Gnawn by the Moth Himself a short-liv'd vanitie And born to dye Lord to my Prayers incline thine Ear And thy afflicted Servant hear Nor these salt rivers of mine Eyes My God despise A Stranger as my Fathers were I sojourn here O let me gather strength before I pass away and be no more PSALM XL. FOr God I patiently did look He to my crys inclin'd his Ear And when invironed with fear From that Abyss of horror took Drew from the Mud and on a Rock Establish'd to indure the shock Then did into my mouth convey Songs of his Praise un-sung before Many shall see with fear adore And trusting in th' Almighty say Who on the Lord depend are blest Who Liers and the Proud detest Many and full of wonder are The Works O Lord which Thou hast wrought What Thou to raise our joyes hast thought O who in order can declare 'T were lost endeavour to express Their number that are numberless Thou Gifts nor Offerings dost desire But pierced hast thy Servants ear To Thee Oblations are not dear Nor Sacrifice consum'd with fire Then said I Lo I come thus it Is of me in Thy Volume writ Thy Laws are written in my Heart My Joy Thy Pleasure to fulfil I in the great Assembly still Thy Righteousness to all impart My lips are unrestrain'd by me Which Lord is only known to Thee Thy Justice I have not conceal'd Within the closure of my breast But Thy Fidelity profest And saving health at large reveal'd Amidst the Congregation Thy constant Truth and Mercy shown Withdraw not Lord thy long'd for Aid With Truth and Mercy still inclose For O! innumerable woes On every side my Soul invade So changed with Iniquities That they ev'n blind my fearful eyes In number they my hairs exceed My fainting heart pants in my breast Be pleas'd to succour the Distrest And Lord deliver me with speed Let shame at once confound them all That seek my Soul and plot my fall Be they repulst with Infamy Who persecute with deadly hate Deservedly left desolate Who Ha Ha! in derision cry Let all who seek thy Help rejoyce And praise Thee with a cheerful Voice Let them who thy Salvation love Still say The Lord be magnifi'd Though I be poor and cast aside Yet he regards me from above My Safety my Deliverer No longer thy relief defer PSALM XLI WHo duly shall the Poor regard Hath his Reward The Lord in time of Trouble shall Prevent his fall He shall among the Living rest And with the Earths increase be blest Lord render him not up to those Who are his Foes When he in sorrow languisheth Near unto Death Let him by Thee be comforted And in his Sickness make his bed I said O Lord thy Mercy show And Health bestow For O! my Soul the lothsome stains Of Sin retains My Foes have said When shall he die And yet out-live his Memory â—f any visit they devise Deceitful Lies Their hollow Hearts with Mischief load Divulg'd abroad Who hate me whisper and contrive How they may swallow me alive Behold say they this Punishment From Heav'n is sent He from the bed whereon he lies Shall never rise Yea even my Friend my Confident My Guest his heel against me bent But Lord thy Mercy I
implore My Health restore O raise me that forthwith I may Their Hate repay â—n this thy Love thou dost express That none triumph in my distress For thou art of my Innocence The strong Defence â— shall inlighted by the Grace Behold thy Face â—ehovah Israels God be blest While Day and Night the World invest Amen Amen A PARAPHRASE Upon the Second BOOK OF THE PSALMS of DAVID PSALM XLII LOrd as the Hart imbost with heat Braies after the cool Rivulet So sighs my Soul for thee My Soul thirsts for the living God When shall I enter his Abode And there his Beauty see Tears are my Food both Night and Day While Where 's thy God they daily say My Soul in plaints I shed When I remember how in throngs We fill'd thy House with Praise and Songs How I their Dances led My Soul why art thou so deprest Why O thus troubled in my breast With Grief so overthrown With constant Hope on God await â—yet his Name shall celebrate For Mercy timely shown My fainting Heart within me pants My God consider my Complaints My Songs shall praise thee still Even from the Vale where Iordan flows Where Hermon his high Fore-head shows From Mitsars humble Hill Deeps unto Deeps inraged call When thy dark Spouts of waters fall And dreadful Tempest raves For all thy Floods upon me burst And billows after billows thrust To swallow in their Graves But yet by Day the Lord will charge His ready Mercy to inlarge My Soul surpris'd with cares He gives my Songs their Argument God of my life I will present By night to thee my prayers And say My God my Rock O why Am I forgot and mourning die By Foes reduc'd to Dust Their words like weapons pierce my bones While still they Eccho to my Groans Where is the Lord thy Trust My Soul why art thou so deprest O why so troubled in my breast Sunk underneath thy Load With constant Hope on God await For I his Name shall celebrate My Saviour and my God PSALM XLIII MY God thy Servant vindicate O plead my Cause against their hate Who seek my utter spoil Deliver from the Merciless Who with bold Injuries oppress And prosper in their guile For of my Strength thou art the Lord. Why like to one by thee abhorr'd Dost thou my Soul expose Why wander I in black araid My body worn my mind dismaid Pursu'd by cruel Foes Thy Favour and thy Truth extend Let them into my Soul descend Conducted by their light Conducted to thy holy Hill And House blest with thy Presence still There to injoy thy sight Then will I to thy Altar bring An acceptable offering That dost such Joys afford There on a tuneful Instrument With Songs that joyn in sweet consent Thy sacred praise record My Soul why art thou so deprest Why O thus troubled in my breast Sunk underneath thy load With constant hope on God await For I his Name shall celebrate My Saviour and my God PSALM XLIV LOrd we have heard our Fathers tell The Wonders wrought by thee of old To them by their great Grandsires told How by thy Hand the Heathen fell Of fruitfull Canaan dispossest And Israel planted in their room They perish'd by a fearful Doom While ours in growth and strength increast Not their own Swords that pleasant Land Did conquer and their Foes eject Nor did their arms their lives protect It was thy Arm and powerful Hand It was the Splendor of thy Face And by thy Favour they o're-came My King my God O still the same Salvation send to Iacobs Race For by thy Aid our Enemies Lay bleeding on the stained ground And in thy Name we did confound Who ever durst against us rise Our Sword 's unable to defend We will not trust in our weak Bows Thou Lord hast sav'd us from our Foes And brought them to a shameful end For this with praises we adore And ever celebrate thy Name But now Thou casts us off to shame Nor lead'st our Armies as before Our faces from our Foes reverst A Spoil to such as hunt for blood Thou giv'st us up as Sheep for food Among th' uncircumcis'd disperst For nought thou dost thy People sell Nor art inriched by their price Our Neighbours in our fall rejoice A Scorn to all that near us dwell A By-word to the Heathen grown Who shake their heads in our disgrace My shame is still before my face My Eyes to Earth with blushes thrown Sprung from the bold blasphemers taunts And proud Avengers threatning look Yet Lord we have not thee forsook Nor falsify'd thy Covenants Our hearts have not their Faith dissolv'd Our Steps the Path prescribed keep Though Thou hast crusht us in the Deep And with the shades of Death involv'd â—or should we from the Lord depart Or to strange Gods our hearts uprear O would not this to him appear Who knows the Secrets of our Heart Yet for thy sake are daily slain For slaughter mark'd like butcher'd Sheep Awake O Lord why dost thou sleep Rise nor for ever Us disdain O to thy Own at length return Why dost Thou hide thy chearful face With-drawing thy accustom'd Grace From such as in Affliction mourn For lo our Souls are wrapt in dust Our bellies to the Centre cleave O for thy Mercies sake receive And succour those who in Thee trust PSALM XLV WIth heat divine inspir'd I sing A Panegyrick to the King High Raptures in a numerous stile I with a ready Pen compile Much fairer than our Humane Race Whose lips like Fountains flow with Grace For this the Lord thy Soul shall bless With everlasting Happiness Gird O most Mighty on thy Thigh Thy Sword of Awe and Majestie In triumph arm'd with Truth ride on By Clemency and Justice drawn No mortal vigour shall withstand The fury of thy dreadful Hand Thy piercing Arrows in the Kings Opposers hearts shall dye their wings Thy Throne no wast of Time decays Thy Scepter sacred Justice sways Thou Virtue lov'st but hast abhorr'd Deformed Vice for this the Lord Hath thee alone preferr'd and shed The Oyl of Joy upon thy head Thy Garments which in Grace excell Of Aloes Myrrh and Cassia smell Brought from the Ivory Palaces Which more than other Odors please Kings Daughters to augment thy State Among thy noble Damfels wait The Queen inthron'd on thy right hand Adorn'd with Ophyr's golden Sand. Hark Daughter and by me be taught Thy Countrey banish from thy thought Thy House and Family forget His Joy upon thy Beauty set He is thy Lord O bow before And him eternally adore The Daughters of Sea-circled Tyre Shall bring their Purple and desire Even they whom Wealth and Honour grace To see the sweetness of thy Face Her Mind all Beauties doth infold Her fair limbs clad in purfled Gold She shall unto the King be brought In Robes with Phrygian Needle wrought While Virgins on her Train attend Whose Faith and Friendship know no end Whom they
record That they may know and serve the Lord. PSALM CVIII MY Thoughts the Lord their Object make Before the ruddy Morning spring My Glory of his Praise shall sing Awake my Lute my Harp awake While I to all the World rehearse His praises in a living Verse Thy Mercy O how great extends Above the Starry Firmament Still unto tender pity bent Thy Truth the soaring clouds transcends Thy Head above the Heavens erect Thy Glory on the Earth reflect O hear us who thy aid implore And with thy own Right hand defend To thy Beloved Succour send God by his Sanctity thus swore I Sâ—â—coths Valley will divide In Sichems Spoils be magnifi'd Manasseh Gilead both are mine Ephraim my Strength in Battail bold Thou Iudah shalt my Scepter hold â— will triumph o're Palaestine Base Servitude shall Moab waste O're Edom I my Shooe will cast Who will our forward Troops direct To Rabbah strongly fortifi'd Or into sandy Edom guide Lord wilt not thou that didst reject Nor wouldst before our Armies goe Now lead our Host against the Foe When Death and Horrour most affright Do thou our troubled Souls sustain For O the help of Man is vain Lead and we valiantly shall fight Thy Feet our Foes shall trample down Thy Hands our Brows with Conquest crown PSALM CIX MY God my Glory leave not in Distress Nor let prevailing fraud the truth oppress They who delight in subtilties and wrongs Afflict me with the poison of their tongues With Slander and Detraction gird me round And would without a Cause my life confound Good turns with evil proudly recompence And Love with Hate my Merit my offence But I in these Extremes to thee repair And pour out my perplexed Soul in Prayer Subject him to a Tyrants stern command Subverting Satan place at his Right hand Found guilty when arraign'd in that fear'd time Let his rejected Prayers augment his Crime May he by violence untimely dye And let another his Command supply Let his distressed Widow weep in vain His wretched Orphans to deaf Ears complain Let them the wandring Paths of Exile tread And in unpeopled Deserts seek their bread Let griping Usurers divide his spoil And Strangers reap the harvest of his toil In his long misery may he find no Friend None to his Race so much as Pity lend Let his Posterity be overthrown Their Names to the succeeding Age unknown Let not the Lord his Fathers Sins forget His Mothers Infamy before him set O let them be the Object of his Eye Till he out-root their hated Memory That to the wretched would no Mercy show But cruelly pursu'd his Overthrow Laid Trains to kill the Broken and Contrite On his own head let his dire Curses light He hated Blessing never be he blest Let cursing like a Robe his Loins invest And like a fatal Girdle gird him round As he with Execrations did abound Let them like Water in his Bowels boil And eat into his Bones like burning Oyl Thus let the Lord reward my Enemies Who seek to blast me with malicious lies But Lord in my deliverance proclame Thy Mercy for the honour of thy Name For I am poor with misery opprest My wounded heart bleeds in my panting brest I like the Evening shadow am declin'd And like the Locust toss'd with every wind My feeble Knees beneath their burden bend My Flesh with fasting falls my Bones ascend Reproach hath seiz'd on me my Foes revile And in derision shake their heads and smile My God O snatch me from the swallowing grave Thy servant with accustom'd Mercy save That they may know it was thy powerful Hand And how I by divine Supportance stand Still may they vainly curse whom thou dost bless And pine with envy at my good success Let them be cloth'd with shame O be their own Confusion on them like a Mantle thrown But I thy praise will duly celebrate And to the multitude thy Deeds relate That hast th' afflicted Soul from sorrow freed And from their snares who had his death decreed PSALM CX THe Lord unto my Lord thus spake Sit at my right hand till I make A Foot-stool of thy Foes He will thy Rod from Sion send Unto whose Power all powers shall bend That dare thy Rule oppose Thy People willingly shall pay Their vows in that triumphant Day With their united Powers Aray'd in Ephods nor so few As are those Pearls of Morning-dew Which hang on Herbs and Flowers He swore who never Oath did break Of th' order of Melchisedeck That thou a Priest should'st raign Even while the Sun disperst his Light While Moons shall rule th' alternate Night Or Stars their course maintain God in that Day at thy right hand Their Blood who Tyrant-like command Shall in his fury spill He in his Justice shall confound The Heathen and the purple ground With heaps of slaughter fill Who over many Nations sway And only their own Wills obey Shall sink beneath his rage Then shall this all-subduing King With Water of the Crystal spring His burning thirst asswage PSALM CXI MY Soul the honour of our King Shall in the great Assembly sing Great are the wonders He hath shown With joy by their admirers known His glorious deeds all praise transcend His equal Justice knows no end Left in eternal Monuments Whose Mercy Death and Hell prevents Feeds those who fear his Name and will His Promise faithfully fulfill Who planted with a powerful Hand His People in this pleasant Land Just Judgement executes directs By sacred Laws and Truth affects These fretting Time shall never waste But squar'd by Justice ever last His Word to us confirm'd by deed So often from oppression freed His Name is terrible to all His fear is the Original Of Wisdom and they only wise Who make his Laws their Exercise His praise while men have memory And power of speech shall never dye PSALM CXII Hallelu-jah THat man is blest who fears the Lord And cheerfully obeys his Word His Seed shall flourish on the Earth Their Off-spring happy from their birth His House with riches shall abound His truth with endless honour crown'd To him in darkness light ascends Mild gracious just in all his ends His bounty for the poor provides Discretion all his actions guides No violence shall cast him down No time deface his just renown Nor rumours shake his confidence The Lord his Hope and strong Defence Confirm'd in fearless fortitude Till he have all his Foes subdu'd He the necessitated feeds The honour of his vertuous Deeds Shall live in sacred memory His Glories shall ascend on high Th' unjust inrag'd their teeth shall grinde And languish with the grief of minde Pale envy shall their flesh consume And all their hopes convert to fume PSALM CXIII Hallelu-jah O You who serve the living Lord Due praises to his Name afford Now and for ever celebrate Let all his noble Acts relate Even from the purple Morn's uprise To where the Evening
but Thee Thou Lord hast made th' Afflicted glad My Sorrow into Dancing turn'd The Sack-cloth torn wherein I mourn'd And me in Tyrian Purple clad That so my Glory might proclame Thy Favours in a joyful Verse Uncessantly thy Praise rehearse And magnifie thy sacred Name PSALM XXXI WHo trusts in Thee O let not shame deject Thou ever Just my chased Soul secure Lord lend a willing ear with speed protect Be thou my Rock with thy strong Arm immure My Rock my Fortress for thy Honour aid And my ingaged feet from Danger guide Pull from their subtil Snares in secret laid O thou my only Strength so often try'd To thy safe Hands my Spirit I commend O my Redeemer O thou God of Truth Who Lies invent or unto Idols bend I have abhorr'd but lov'd Thee from my Youth I will rejoice and in thy Mercy boast That in his trouble wouldst thy Servant know Deliver when in expectation lost Nor yield him to the Triumph of his Foe Now help the Comfortless my Sight decays My Spirits faint my Flesh consumes with care My Life is spent with grief in sighs my Days My Strength through Sin dissolves my Bones impareâ— To all my Foes I am become a scorn Nor least to those who seem'd in love most near By all my late familiar Friends forlorn Who when they meet me turn aside for fear Forgot like those who in the Grave abide And as a broken vessel past repair Traduc'd by many fear on every side Who counsel take and would my life insnare But Lord my Hopes are on thee fixt I said Thou art my God my Days are in thy Hand Against my furious Foes oppose thy Aid And those who persecute my Soul withstand O let thy Face upon thy Servant shine Save for thy Mercies sake from Shame deâ—end Shame cover those who keep no Laws of thine And undeplored to the Grave descend The lying lips in endless silence close That with despite and pride traduce the Just. What Joy hast thou reserv'd what wrought for thosâ— In sight of all who fear and in thee trust Those shalt Thou in thy secret Presence hide From their Oppressors violence and wrongs They in thy close Pavilion shall abide Secured from the strife of envious Tongues Blest he who in a walled City hath To me his wonderful Affection shown I rashly said I am the food of Wrath Cut off for ever from his Presence thrown Yet thou O ever blessed heard'st my Prayer When to thy Mercy I address my Cry O love the living Lord all you that are His chosen Saints and on his Aid rely For he the Faithful ever will preserve And render to the Proud their full deserts Couragious be all you who hope and serve The Lord of Life who will confirm your hearts PSALM XXXII BLest O thrice blest is he Whose Sins remitted be And whose Im-pi e ties God covers from his Eyes To whom his Sins are not Imputed as forgot His Soul with guile unstain'd While silent I remain'd My bones consum'd away I roared all the day For on me day and night Thy Hand did heavy light My moisture dry'd throughout Like to a Summers drought I then my Sins confest How far I had transgrest When all I had reveal'd Thy Hand my Pardon seal'd For this who Godly are Shall seek to Thee by Prayer Seek when thou may'st be found In Deluges undrown'd Thou art my safe Retreat My Shield when dangers threat Shalt my Deliverance With Songs of Joy advance I will instruct and show The way which thou shouldst goe The way to Pietie And guide thee with mine eye Be not like Mule and Horse Whose reason is their Force Whose mouth the Bit and Rein Lest they rebel restrain Innumerable Woes The Wicked shall inclose But those who God affect His Mercy shall protect O you who are upright In God your God delight You Just his blessed Choice In Him with Songs rejoice PSALM XXXIII TO God you Just your Voices raise It you beseems to sing his Praise O celebrate the King of kings On Instruments strung with ten Strings To Harp and Lute new Dities sing Sing loud with skillful fingering His Words are crown'd by their event And all his Works are permanent Justice and Judgement he affects His Bounty upon all reflects His Word the arched Heav'ns did frame His Breath the Stars eternal Flame He the collected Seas confines And folds the Deep in Magazines The Lord O all you Nations fear All whom the Earths round shoulders bear He spake 't was done as soon as said At his Commandment stedfast made The People counsel take in vain Their Projects no success obtain The Counsels of the Lord are sure His Purposes no Change indure Blest they whose God Jehovah is The Nation set apart for his The Lord looks from the lofty Skies On careful Mortals casts his Eyes The Lord looks from his Residence The Sons of men beholds from thence He fashioned their hearts alone To him their Thoughts and deeds are known No King is saved by an Host No Giant in his strength should boast There rests no Safety in a Horse None are deliver'd by his force Gods eyes are ever on the Just Who fear and in his Mercy trust To free their Souls from swallowing Earth And keep alive in time of Dearth Our fervent Souls on God attend Our help who only can defend In whom our Hearts exult for joy Because we on his Name rely Great God to us propitious be As we have fixt our Hopes on thee PSALM XXXIV THe Lord I will for ever bless My Tongue his praises shall profess In him my Soul shall boast The Meek shall hear the same and joy His Name with me O magnifie Extoll the Lord of Hosts My Prayers ascending pierc'd his ear Who snatch'd me from those storms of fear The Meek who God expect Who flow to him like living Brooks Shame never shall distain their looks Nor with foul guilt infect This Wretch in his adversity Then men shall say to God did cry Whose Mercy him secur'd The Angels of Jehovah those Who fear him with their Tents inclose By Strength divine immur'd How good our God O taste and see Who trust in him thrice happy be You Saints O fear him still Such feel no want the Lions rore For hunger but who God implore He shall with Plenty fill Come children with attention hear I will instruct you in his fear What man delights in life Seeks to live happily and long From evil guard thy wary Tongue Thy lips from fraud and strife Do good and wicked deeds eschew Seek sacred Peace her steps pursue Gods Eyes are on the Just Their cries his open Ear attends But on the Bad his wrath descends Their Names reduc'd to dust He hears the Righteous and their cry â—reserv'd in their adversity A broken heart affects And Souls contrite which in Him trust Great are the afflictions of the Just But He in all
protects Keeps every bone of theirs intire The Wicked swallows in his Ire And who the Righteous hate The Lord his Servants shall redeem Those ever dear in his esteem Who on his Promise wait PSALM XXXV LOrd plead my cause against my foes With such as fight against me fight Arise thy ample Shield oppose And with thy Sword defend my right Address thy Spear those in their way Encounter who my Soul invade To her O let thy Spirit say I am thy God and saving Aide Let those who my disgrace contrive Hang down their heads for flight design'd Who seek my fall let Angels drive Like Chaff befoâ—e the blustring wind Obscure and slippery be their path Let winged Troops pursue their foil Since they for me with causeless wrath Have dig'd a pit and pitch'd a Toil Let suddain ruin them destroy Mesht in the Nets themselves had laid Then in the Lord my Soul shall joy And glory in his timely Aid My Bones shall say O who like thee That arm'st the Weak against the Strong That do'st the Poor and Needy free From outrage and too powerful wrong False witnesses against me stood Who unknown accusations brought That Evil rendered for Good And closely my confusion sought I in their sickness did condole Unfainedly in Sack-cloth mourn'd With fasting humbled my sad Soul And often to my Prayers return'd Him visited both Night and Day As if an ancient Friend or Brother In Black upon the Earth I lay And wept as for my dying Mother Yet these rejoyced in my woe False Comforters about me croud And least I should their cunning know They rent their Cloths and cry'd aloud Like Hypocrites at Feasts they jeer Whose gnashing teeth their hate profess O Lord how long wilt thou forbear And only look on my distress O save from those who smile and kill My Dearling from the Lions Jaws I in the great Assembly will Then praise thy Name with full applause Let not my causeless Enemies Rejoyce in my afflicted state Nor wink at me with scornful eyes Who swell with undeserved hate Of Peace they speak not rather they The peaceable with fraud pursue Who wry their mouths at me and say Ha Ha! our eyes thy ruin view This seen O stand no longer mute Nor Lord desert my Innocence Awake arise O prosecute My Cause and plead in my Defence With Justice Judge nor let them say In triumph We our wish possess Not in their mirthful hearts Ha Ha! W' have swallow'd him in his distress Wrath and confusion seize on those Who in my tribulation joy Let them who glory in my woes Be cloth'd with shame and infamy Let those eternally rejoyce Who favour and assist my right For ever with exalted voice The goodness of our God recite And say O magnifie his Name Who glories in his servants peace My tongue his Justice shall proclame Nor ever in his praises cease PSALM XXXVI WHen I the bold Transgressor see My thoughts thus whisper unto me He never fear'd the Lord He smooths himself in his own eyes 'Till his secure impieties Become of all abhorr'd Their words are vain and full of guile They Wisdom from their hearts exile Forsaken Virtue hate Who mischief on their Beds contrive Through by-ways to bad ends arrive And vices propagate Thy Mercy Lord is thron'd on high And thy approv'd Fidelity The lofty Skie transcends Thy Justice like a Mountain steep Thy Judgements an unfathom'd Deep Who man and beast defends O Lord how precious is thy Grace The sons of men their comfort place Beneath thy shady wings They with thy Houshold dainties shall Be fully satisfi'd and all Drink of thy pleasant Springs For O! from thee the Fountain flows Which endless Life on thine bestows Inlight'ned with thy Light On such as know thee show'r thy Grace O let thy Justice those embrace Who are in heart upright Let not the feet of Pride defeat Nor such as are in mischief great My guiltless Soul surprize The workers of iniquity Are faln like Meteors from the skie Cast down no more to rise PSALM XXXVII VEx not thy self at the impiety Of wicked men nor their frail height envy â—or they shall soon be mow'd like Summers Hay And as the verdure of the Herb decay â—rust thou in God do good and long in peace Possess the Land refresh'd by her increase Be he thy sole delight He shall inspire Thy raised thoughts and grant thy hearts desire Relye and to his care thy ways commend Who will produce them to a happy end He shall thy Justice like the Light display And make thy Judgement as the Height of Day Rest on the Lord and patiently attend His Heavenly Will nor let it thee offend Because the wicked in their courses thrive And prosperously at their desires arrive Abstain from anger heady wrath eschew Nor fret thou lest ill Deeds ill Thoughts pursue God will cut off the Bad the Faithful bless Who shall the ever-fruitful Land possess After a while th' Unjust shall cease to be Thou shalt his place consider but not see The Meek in heart shall reap the Lands increase And solace in the multitude of Peace Against the Godly wicked Men conspire Gnash their malicious Teeth and foam with ire But God shall laugh at their impiety Because he knows their Day of Doom is nigh They draw their bloody Swords their Bows are bent To kill the Needy Poor and Innocent But their proud hearts shall perish by the stroke Of their own Steel their Bow 's asunder broke That little which the Righteous hath excells Th' abundant wealth wherein the Wicked swells For God the arms of violent Men will break But shield the Righteous and support the Weak His eyes behold the suff'rings of the Poor Their firm possessions ever shall endure They in the time of danger shall not dread But shall in Famin's rage be fill'd with Bread When vitious men shall speedily decay And those who slight Jehovah melt away As fat of Lambs which sacred Fires consume And forthwith vanish like the rising fume The Wicked borrow never to restore The Just are gracious and relieve the Poor Whom God shall bless they shall the Land enjoy Whom God shall curse them vengeance shall destroâ— The steps of Righteous men the Lord directs For He even He their ordred paths affects Although they fall yet fall to rise again For his His Care and powerful Hand sustain I have been young am old yet never saw The Just abandon'd nor those who draw From him their birth with beggery opprest He lends in mercy and his Seed are blest Do good shun evil and remain unmov'd For Righteous Souls are of the Lord belov'd His undeserted Saints protecting still Their Plants up-rooting who transgress his Will Just men inherit shall the promis'd Land And dwell therein while Mountains stedfast stand The Righteous Soul of sacred Judgement speaks And from his Lips a spring of Wisdom breaks Gods Law is in his Heart his Light
despise Consent'st with Theeves and hast adulterous eyes Deceit and slander tip thy impious tongue Thy brother woundst with Infamy and Wrong Thus didst thou this did I with silence see â—o as thou thought'st that I was like to thee â—ut I will thy Hypocrisie uncase And lay thy ugly crimes before thy face Consider this O you who God neglect â—est I destroy you when none can protect Who praise for Incense offer honour Me And upright Souls shall my Salvation see PSALM LI. LOrd to a sinner Mercy show Which since in Thee so infinite Let all thy streams of Mercy flow And purifie me in thy sight O wash thou my polluted Soul O clense me from my bloody Deed That to my self appears so foul And now in true Contrition bleed My sins unmask'd before Thee lye Who have deserv'd thy wrath alone Which I confess to testifie Thy Truth and make thy Justice known In sin conceiv'd brought forth in sin Sin suck'd I from my Mothers breast Thou lov'st a heart sincere within Where Wisdom is a constant guest With Hysop purge from blemish clear O wash then falling Snow more white Lord let me thy remission hear The Bones which thou hast broke unite Blot out my crimes O separate My trembling Guilt far from thy view A clean Heart in my breast create A Mind to Thee confirm'd renew Nor cast me from thy Presence Lord Nor O thy holy Spirit withdraw But thy life-quick'ning Grace afford Inlarge my Will t' imbrace thy Law Then Sinners I with heav'nly Food Will feed directed in thy Wayes O my Redeemer clense from blood The Soul that will thy Mercy praise Give thou my Verse an argument And they thy Goodness shall resound No Sacrifice will Thee content Nor Altars with Oblations crown'd Else I would Hecatombs impart True sorrow is thy Sacrifice A broken and a contrite Heart My God Thou never wilt despise Thy Sion with accustom'd Grace Lest my foul crimes her shame procure In thy protecting Arms imbrace And fair Ierusalem immure Then we with due Solemnity To Thee our grateful Vows will pay And Bulls which never Yoke did try Upon thy flaming Altar lay PSALM LII O Thou in Mischief great Why boasts thou in deceit Gods greater Mercy will Protect his Servants still Thy Tongue with fraud abounds And like a Rasor wounds All evil dost affect All that is good neglect Lies are thy low delight To Virtue opposite Thy words with treachery The innocent destroy God shall repay thy hate Thy Structures ruinate And make thee curse thy birth Then tear thee from the Earth The Just thy fall shall see Fear Him and laugh at thee Lo he who God forsook Nor for his refuge took Self-strength'ning with excess Of Wealth and Wickedness But I shall planted be Like a green Olive-tree In Gods own House and will Trust in His Mercies still For this I evermore Shall thy great Name adore Thy Promises expect The joy of thy Elect. PSALM LIII FOols flattering their own vices say Within their hearts God is a Name Devis'd to make the Strong obey To fetter Nature quench her flame When all this Universal Frame The hands of potent Fortune sway Secure and prosperous in ill The fear and thought of God exile To follow their rebellious will Think nothing that delights them vile Their Souls with wicked thoughts defile And all their foul Desires fulfill God from the Tow'r of Heav'n his Eyes On men and their endeavours threw Not one beheld beneath the Skies That sought him or his Statutes knew All Vice with winged Feet pursue But none forsaken Virtue prise O deaf to good in knowledge blind By Sin through clouds of errour led Dull sensual Forms without a Mind Not slow though certain Vengeance dread The Righteous they devour like bread All piety at once declin'd These idle terrours shall affright Their sleeps disturb'd by guilty fear God shall their Bones asunder smite Who impious Arms against him bear Nor they their Infamy out-wear Since despiseable in his sight O that unto thy Israel The Day-star might from Sion spring And all the shades of Night expel When Thou shalt us from Bondage bring How would we Lord thy Praises sing No joy shall Iacobs joy excell PSALM LIV. LOrd for thy Promise sake defend And Thy All-saving Shield extend O hear my cries Which with wet Eyes And sighs to Thee ascend For cruel men my life pursue And who thy Statutes never knew Suppress my Foes O side with those Who to my soul are true With vengeance recompence their Hate And in an instant ruinate Then will I bring My Offering And thy great Acts relate Thy Name for ever praised be Who from those snares hast set me free For loe these eyes My Enemies Desir'd subversion see PSALM LV. LOrd to my Prayers incline thine Ear Th' afflicted hear Nor be thou Deaf to my complaint For O I faint Regard the sighs the groans the cries Which from my pensive Soul arise Rais'd by the threatnings of my Foe Which storm-like grow And by blood thirsty Violence Truth my offence Who slander with their wounding Tongues And press me unto Death with wrongs My heart a stranger unto rest Throbs in my breast The terrours of approaching Death Exhaust my breath My sinews trembling Fear dissolves And Horror all my Powers involves O that with Dove-like wings I might Take my swift flight To calm Retreats of rest where I Conceal'd might lie Then would I find some Wilderness Removed far from mans access Then all these Tempests which arise With hideous noise And with their dreadful Tumults make My Heart to quake I would far swifter than the Wind Or winged Lightnings leave behind Lord swallow those who swell with pride Their Tongues divide For Strife and Violence bent to kill The City fill Both Day and Night they walk the Round Rape Mischief Tears within abound Wild Outrages her streets profane And boldly reign Fraud lurking in her Palaces Conspires with these For I had he his hate profest Had shunn'd or should his wrongs digest But thou my Friend even of my Heart The better Part To so intire a union grown As if but one Gods House we daily visited Both sweetly by one Counsel led Let Death devour them let them dive To Hell alive With mischief their proud roofs abound Their hearts unsound But God my Soul shall dis-enthrall For I upon his Name will call My Prayers shall with the Suns uprise Ascend the Skies Renew'd when he at Noon displays His fervent Rays When he behind the Earth descends And Day out-worn with labour ends My Cries shall penetrate the Sphears And pierce his Ears He shall my captive Soul release And crown with Peace For in the Fervor of the Fight His Angels shall protect my Right Th' Eternal Judge Jehovah shall Confound them all Who only change from bad to worse Nor fear his Curse Sweet Peace he violated hath And broken his obliged Faith His Words than Butter
dight This shall the Meek with pleased Eyes Behold and centuple their joys Their Day shall never set in Night For God the Poor regards and those Who for his sake affliction try Round Earth deep Seas what Seas inclose You Orbs that move so orderly Our great Jehovah magnify Who crowns his Saints with sweet Repose For God his Sion shall immure And Iudah's Cities build again Where they shall ever live secure A fair inheritance obtain There shall their blessed Seed remain And safely that rich Soil manure PSALM LXX HAst Lord from such as would devour Defend by thy almighty Power Delay not in so fear'd an Hour But let confusion seize on those Who seek my soul to shame expose Be sudden in their overthrows Let those with infamy return Dejected and unpittyed mourn Who laugh and blast me with their scorn Who love thy Name with joy invest Let them in shades of Safety feast And ever say The Lord be blest But I am poor and full of need Hast Lord deliver me with speed Our Strength our Help from Thee proceed PSALM LXXI I To thy Wing for refuge flie Protect me from foul Infamie Lord in thy Justice â—ave Deliver from their treacherous Snares O favourably hear my Prayers Snatch from the yawning Grave Be thou my Fortress of Defence There let me fix my Residence O Thou my Rock my Tower Who hast thy Angels given in charge That they thy Servants should inlarge From circumventing Power Deliver from their cruel might Whose wicked hands in blood delight Lest I their pray become Thou art my hope even from my Youth Have I rely'd upon thy Truth By Thee kept in the womb From thence extracted by thy Care Though as a Prodigy they stare On me with wondring eyes Yet Thee my strength my Song shall praise And to the Stars thy glory raise While Suns shall set and rise O cast not off when full of days Forsake not when my Strength decays Watch'd by conspiring Foes God hath abandon'd him say they Now let us make his life our prey Who shall our power oppose My God close to thy servant stand And help him with a speedy hand Those in their pride confound Who persecute my wretched Soul Let Death their impious rage controul And with dishonour wound But I will ever hope and raise My Voice to multiply thy Praise Thy Righteousness display Thy manifold Deliveries Which O! no number can comprise Thus spend the harmless Day I in thy Strength though old and weak Will walk and of thy Justice speak Of thine even thine alone Thou hast inform'd me from my Youth I to this hour with single Truth Thy wondrous works have shown Now in the Winter of my years When Time hath snow'd upon my hairs Abandon not O Lord Till I unto this Age proclame Thy Mighty Power in Songs the same Unto the next record Thy Counsels depth our search exceeds How admirable are thy Deeds O who is like to Thee Thou hast afflictions on me lain Yet shalt thou quicken me again And from Earths entrails free Still thou my glory wilt increase And comfort with the joys of Peace I in a living verse Unto my warbling Harp will sing Thy praises O eternal King Thy noble Acts rehearse Unto my Voice and Instrument Shall my exalted Soul consent By Thee redeem'd from Death Thy Justice every Day proclame That now hast cloth'd my Foes with Shame Dispersed by thy breath PSALM LXXII He King Jehovah with thy Justice crown And in a God-like reign his Son renown He shall with e qui ty thy People sway And Judgement in the scales of Justice weigh Then little Hills shall riot with increase And Mountains flourish in the fruits of Peace He shall the Poor from Violence protect Exalt the Humble and the Proud deject They while the restless Sun directs the Year While Moons increase and wain thy Name shall fear He shall descend like plenty-dropping Showers Which cloath the earth and fill her lap with flowers The Just shall flourish in his happy Dayes And Peace abound while Stars extend their Rayes He shall from Sea to Sea inlarge his Reign From swift Euphrates to the farthest Main The wild Inhabitants that live by prey In scorched Deserts shall his Rule obey His Foes shall lick the Dust rich with their Spoils Kings of the Ocean and Sea-grasped Isles Shall orient Pearl and sparkling Stones present Gold from the Sun-burnt Aethiopians sent The swart Sabaeans and Panchaia's King Shall Casâ—ia Myrrhe and sacred Incense bring All Kings shall homage to this King afford All Nations shall receive him for their Lord. He shall th' Oppressed hear the Poor defend The Needy save and such as have no friend Redeem their Souls from Fraud and Violence And shall with Blood revenge their Bloods expense For this he long and happily shall live To him they shall the Gold of Sheba give The People for their King shall hourly pray His Praises sing and bless him day by day Rank crops of Corn shall on high Mountains grow And shake like Cedars when rough Tempests blow The Citizens shall prosper and abound Like blades of Grass which cloath the pregnant ground His Name shall last to all Eternitie Even while the Sun illuminates the Skie All Nations shall in Him be blest Him all The habitable Earth shall blessed call O praised be our God! that King of kings Who only can accomplish wondrous things For ever celebrate his glorious Name And fill the World with his illustrious Fame Amen Amen Here end the Prayers of David the Son of Jesse A PARAPHRASE Upon the Third BOOK OF THE PSALMS of DAVID PSALM LXXIII THat Power of powers who Israel protects The Pure of heart eternally affects Yet I began to stagger in my Faith My Feet almost had swerved from his Path When I the Fool beheld with envious eyes Saw prosperous Vice to Wealth and Honour rise Their Thread of Life is close and firmly spun Whom feeble Age and pale Diseases shun They while we suffer surfeit in content As if alone exempt from punishment Pride hangs like precious Chains about their necks And Violence in robes of Purple decks Their swoln eyes shine with uncontroll'd excess Who more than what their hearts can wish possess Even glory in their foul Impiety And speak like Thunder from the troubled Sky Dire Blasphemies against high Heaven they cast The suffering Earth their Pride and Slander blast The Good not seldom through their Scandal stray And prest with Miseries in Passion say O how can we the Lord All-seeing call Or think he cares what unto men befall When lo the Wicked with success are crown'd And in the pleasures of this world abound I to no end have purg'd my heart of stain In Innocence have cleans'd my hands in vain That thus with daily punishments am worn And still chastised with the rising Morn If I gave words unto such thoughts as these I should th' assemblies of
a Million Let me be contemn'd and poor In thy Temple keep a Door Then with wicked men possess All that they call Happiness O thou Shield of our Defence O thou Sun whose influence Sweetly glides into our Hearts Thou who all to thine imparts Happy O thrice happy he Who alone depends on Thee PSALM LXXXV AT length thou hast thy Mercy shown Drawn from the Babylonian yoke Our Sins remov'd which did provoke Thy Wrath even that now overblown Great God our ruin'd State restore And let thy Anger flame no more O shall it like a Comet reign Extending to the yet unborn Wilt thou not quicken the forlorn That thine in Thee may joy again O show'r thy Mercy from above Preserve and fix us in thy love I will the Voice of God attend Who to his People speaks of Peace Such as in Sanctity increase Nor to their Sins again descend These soon with Freedom shall be blest That Glory may our Land invest Those Dayes shall consummate our Bliss Sweet Clemency with Truth shall meet High Justice gentle Peace shall greet Saluting with a holy Kiss For Truth shall from the Earth arise And Righteousness look from the Skies Then shall Jehovah distribute His Blessings with a liberal Hand The rich and ever grateful Land Abundantly produce her fruit For Justice shall before him go And her fair steps to Mortals show PSALM LXXXVI MY God thy Suppliant hear Afford a gentle Ear For I am comfortless And labour in distress My righteous Soul relieve So ready to forgive Thy Servant Lord defend Whose hopes on Thee depend Me from the Grave restore Who daily Thee implore From wasting Sorrow free The Heart long vow'd to Thee For thou art God alone To tender pity prone Propitious unto all Who on thy Mercy call O hear my fervent prayer And take me to thy care Then ready to be found When troubles most abound What God like Thee O Lord Of all by men ador'd Or underneath the Sun Such miracles hath done Zeal shall all hearts inflame T' adore and praise thy Name For thou art God alone Thy Power in Wonders shown Direct me in thy Way So shall I never stray My thoughts from Tempests clear United in thy Fear My Soul shall celebrate Thy Praise thy Power relate That hast advanc'd my head And rais'd me from the Dead The Proud against me rise And pow'rful Enemies All Rebells to thy Will My guiltless blood would spill But O thou King of kings From Thee sweet Mercy springs Still gracious slow to wrath True to thy Servants Faith Lord for thy Mercies sake Into thy Bosome take Thy Hand-maids Son O save From the devouring Grave Some happy Sign expose To my ashamed Foes That they thy Hate may see To them thy Love to me PSALM LXXXVII THe Lord hath with his Temple crown'd Moriah by his Choice renown'd Not all the Tents of Israel Or Mountains which in height excel He so affects or celebrates As lofty Sions stately Gates Ierusalem thou Throne of Kings Of Thee they utter glorious things Not by Iudea's narrow bounds Prescrib'd the Land which Nile surrounds Great Babylon proud Palaestine Rich Tyre which circling Seas confine And black-brow'd Aethiopians Shall yield thee Citizens and Sons All sorts of People foreign-bred As Natives there indenized In Sion built by immortal Hands Firm as the Mountain where it stands The Lord in his eternal Scroll Shall these as Citizens inroll Their Musick shall the Affections raise And Songs sung in Jehovah's praise Whose Blessings on this City shall Like Streams from Heavenly Fountains fall PSALM LXXXVIII MY Saviour both by night and day To Thee I pray O let my Cries transcend the Sphears And pierce thy Ears Lest Sorrow stop my fainting breath Now near the Jaws of greedy Death My light extinguish'd numbered Among the Dead Like men in battail slain the womb Of Earth their Tomb Forgotten as if never known By thy tempestuous Wrath o're thrown By Thee lodg'd in the lower Deeps Where Horrour keeps In Dungeons where no Sun displaies His cheerful Raies Crush'd by thy Wrath on me thy Waves Rush like so many rolling Graves My old Familiars now my Foes Deride my Woes My House becomes my Goal where I In Fetters lie Blind with my tears with crying hoarse Hands rais'd in vain a walking Coarse Wilt thou to those thy Wonders show Who sleep below The Dead from their cold Mansions raise To sing thy Praise Shall Mercy find us in the Grave Or wilt thou in Destruction save Wilt thou thy Wonders bring to light In Deaths long Night Or shall thy Justice there be shown Where none are known I have and still to Thee will pray Before the Sun restore the Day O why hast thou withdrawn thy Grace And hid thy Face From me who from my Infancy But daily die Whilst I thy Terrours undergo Distracted by these storms of woe Thy Anger like a Gulph devours My trembling Powers With troops of Terrours circled round In Sorrow drown'd Depriv'd of those that lov'd me most To all in dark oblivion lost PSALM LXXXIX OUr grateful Songs O thou eternal King Shall ever of thy boundless Mercies sing And thy unalterable Truth rehearse To after Ages in a living verse For what is by thy Clemency decreed Shall orderly and faithfully succeed Even like those never resting Orbs above Which on firm hinges circularly move Thus God unto his servant David swore This Cov'nant made I will for evermore Thy seed establish and thy Throne sustain Whilst Seas shall flow or Moons increase and wain The heavenly Hierarchy thy Truth shall praise The Saints below thy glorious Wonders blaze For who is like our God above the Clouds Or who so great whom humane frailty shrowds He to his Angels terrible appears And daunts the Tyrants of the Earth with fears Great God! how great when dreadful Armies joyn What God so strong what Faith so firm as thine Thy Bounds the Billows of the Sea restrain Thou calm'st the tumults of th' incensed Main Proud Rahab like a Coarse with blood imbru'd Hew'n down the strong with greater strength subdu'd Thine are the Heavens those Lamps which guild the Skies Round earth broad â—eas and all which they comprise Thou mad'st the Southern and the Northern Pole Whereon the Orbs coelestial swiftly rowl Hermon invested with the Morning Raies And Tabor with the Evenings sing thy praise Thy Arm excells in Strength thy hands sustain The World they made And guide it with a rein Justice with Judgement joyn'd thy Throne uphold Mercy and Truth thy sacred brows infold Thrice happy they who when the Trumpet calls Throng to thy celebrated Festivalls They of thy Beauty shall injoy the sight And guide their Feet by that informing light Thy Name shall daily in their mouths be found And in thy Justice shall their Joys abound Our Ornament in Peace our Strength in Wars Thy Favour shall exalt us to the Stars Thou Holy One of Israel our King
below Spread their roots and upwards grow Fruit in their Old-age shall bring Ever fat and flourishing This Gods Justice celebrates He my Rock Injustice hates PSALM XCIII NOw great Jehovah reigns With Majesty aray'd His Power all powers restraines By men and gods obey'd The round Earth hung In liquid Air Establish'd there But by his Tongue Thy Throne more old than Time And after as before The Floods in billows clime And foming loudly rore With horrid Noise The Ocean raves And breaks his Waves Against the Skies But thou more to be fear'd More terrible than these Thy Voice in Thunder heard Thy Nod rebukes the Seas Thee Truth renowns Pure Sanctity Eternally Thy Temple crowns PSALM XCIV GReat God of Hosts revenge our Wrong On those who are in Mischief strong Upon thy Foes Inflict our woes For Vengeance doth to Thee belong Judge of the World prevent The Proud and Insolent How long shall they the Just oppress And triumph in their Wickedness How long supplant Ah! how long vaunt And glory in their dire success Thy Saints asunder break Insulting o're the Weak Who Strangers and poor Widows kill The blood of wretched Orphans spill And say Can he Or hear or see Doth God regard what 's good or ill Brute Beasts without a mind O Fools in knowledge blind Shall not th' Almighty see and hear Who form'd the Eye and fram'd the Ear Who Nations slew Not punish you Who taught not know to him appear Dark Counsels secret Fires Vain Hopes and vast Desires But O! thrice blessed he whom God Chastiseth with his gentle Rod Informs and aws By sacred Laws In storms brought to a safe aboad While the Unrighteous shall By winged Vengeance fall For he will not forsake th' Elect Nor who adore his Name reject But Judgement then Shall turn again To Justice and her Throne Erect Who are in Heart upright Shall follow that clear Light What mortal will th' Afflicted aid Defend when impious Foes invade Lord hadst not thou My Soul e're now In silent shades of Death had laid For he my Out-cries heard And from the Centre rear'd When Grief my labouring Soul confounds Thou powrest Balm into her wounds Shall Tyranny With thee comply Who Mischief for a Law propounds Who swarm to circumvent And doom the Innocent But thou O Lord art my Defence My Refuge and my Recompence The Vicious shall By Vices fall By their own Sins be swept from hence God shall cut off their breath And give them up to Death PSALM XCV COme Sing the great Jehovah's Praise Whose Mercies have prolong'd our Dayes Sing with a joyful voyce With bending Knees and raised Eyes Adore your God O sacrifice In sacred Hymns rejoyce Great is the God of our Defence Transcending all in eminence His Hand the Earth sustains The Depths the lofty Mountains made The Land and liquid Plains displaid And curbs them with his Reins O come before his Foot-stool fall Our only God who form'd us all Through Storms of danger led He is our Shepherd we his Sheep His Hands from Wolves and Rapine keep In pleasant Pastures fed The Voice of God thus spake this Day Repine not as at Meribah As in the Wilderness Where your Fore-fathers tempted me Who did my Works of Wonder see And to their shame confess When vex'd for forty years I said This People in their hearts have stray'd Rebellious to command To whom I in my Anger swore That Death should seise on them before They knew this pleasant Land PSALM XCVI NEw composed Ditties sing To our Everlasting King You all you of Humane birth Fed and nourish'd by the Earth Celebrate Jehovah's Praise Daily his Deliveries blase His Glory let the Gentiles know To the World his wonders show O how gracious O how great Earth his Foot-stool Heaven his Seat To be fear'd and honour'd more Than those gods whom Fools adore Idols by their Servants made But our God the Heavens display'd Honour Beauty Power Divine In his Sanctuary shine All who by his Favour live Glory to Jehovah give Glory due unto his Name And his Mighty Deeds proclame Offerings on his Altar lay There your Vows devoutly pay In his beauteous Holiness To the Lord your Prayer address All whom Earths round shoulders bear Serve the Lord with Joy and Fear Tell Mankind Jehovah reigns He shall bind the world in Chains So as it shall never slide And with sacred Justice guide Let the smiling Heavens rejoyce Joyful Earth exalt her Voice Let the dancing Billows rore Ecchoes answer from the Shore Fields their flowry Mantles shake All shall in their Joy partake While the Woods Musicians sing To the ever-youthful Spring Fill his Courts with sacred Mirth He He comes to judge the Earth Justly He the World shall sway And his Truth to men display PSALM XCVII O Earth joy in Jehovah's Reign You numerous Isles clasp'd by the Main Him rolling Clouds and Shades infold Judgement and Truth his Throne uphold Who fiery Darts before him throws With winged flames consumes his Foes His Lightning made a day of night Earth trembled at so fear'd a sight The Mountains at his Presence sweat Like pliant Wax dissolv'd with Heat At his Descension from the Skie Who rules the Worlds great Monarchie The Heavens declare his Righteousness His Glory wondering men confess Let those with shame to Hell descend Whose Knees to cursed Idols bend Whose rocks for Deities implore O all you gods our God adore Rejoycing Sion heard her King Her Daughters of his Judgements sing Thou art exalted above all Mankind and Pow'rs Angelicall Those Saints thy shady Wings protect Who Sin abhor and thee affect For thou hast sown the Seeds of Light And joy which shall invest th' Upright You Just your joyful Hearts elate His blest Memorial celebrate PSALM XCVIII SIng to the King of kings Sing in unusual Laies That hath wrought wondrous things His Conquest crown with Praise Whose Arms alone And sacred Hands Their impious Bands Have overthrown He â—ustice brings to light His saving Truth extends Even in the Gentiles sight To Earths remotest Ends. His Heavenly Grace At full display'd And promise made To Iacobs Race Let all that dwell on Earth Their high Affections raise With universal Mirth And loudly sing his Praise To Musick joyn The warbling Voice Let all rejoyce With Joy divine The sprightly Trumpet sound The shrill-voic'd Cornet bringâ— Let all with Joy abound Before the Lord our King Rore out you Seas You spangled Skies All you comprise Rejoyce with these Floods clap your thronging waves You Hills exalt your mirth He who his People saves Now comes to judge the Earth The round World shall With Justice trie His Equitie Dispenst to all PSALM XCIX LEt our Foes with terrour quake Let the Earths Foundations shake Now the Lord his Reign begins Thron'd between the Cherubins O how great in Sions Towers High above all Mortal Powers Great and terrible his Name Since so holy praise the same
suddain dread And from his voices Thunder swiftly fled Then Hills their late concealed Heads extend And sinking Vallies to their Feet descend The trembling Waters through their bottoms wind Till they the Sea their Nurse and Mother find He to the swelling Waves prescribes a bound Lest Earth again should by their rage be drown'd Springs through the pleasant Medows pour their drills Which Snake-like glide between the bordring Hills Till they to Rivers grow where beasts of prey Their thirst asswage and such as man obey In neighbouring Groves the Ayr 's Musicians sing And with their Musick entertain the Spring He from coelestial Casement showers distills And with renew'd increase his Creatures fills He makes the food-full Earth her fruit produce For Cattel Grass and Herbs for humane use The spreading Vine long purple clusters bears Whose juyce the hearts of pensive Mortals chears Fat Olives smooth our brows with suppling Oyl And strengthning Corn rewards the Reapers toil His Fruit affording trees with sap abound The Lord hath Lebanon with Cedars crown'd They to the warbling Birds a shelter yield And wandring Storks in lofty Fir-trees build Wild Goats to craggy Cliffs for refuge flie And Conies in the Rocks dark entrails lie He guides the changing Moons alternate face The Suns diurnal and his annual Race 'T was he that made the all-informing Light And with dark shadows cloaths the aged Night Then Beasts of prey break from their Mountain Caves The roaring Lion pinch'd with hunger craves Food from his hand But when Heavens greatest Fire Obscures the Stars they to their Dens retire Men with the Morning rise to labour prest Toil all the Day at Night return to rest Great God! how manifold how infinite Are all thy Works with what a clear fore-sight Didst thou create and multiply their birth Thy riches fill the far extended Earth The ample Sea in whose unfathom'd Deep Innumerable sorts of Creatures creep Bright scaled Fishes in her Entrails glide And high-built Ships upon her bosome ride About whose sides the crooked Dolphin plays And monstrous Whales huge spouts of water raise All on the Land or in the Ocean bred On Thee depend in their due season fed They gather what thy bounteous Hands bestow And in the Summer of thy Favour grow When thou contract'st thy clouded Brows they mourn And dying to their former dust return Again created by thy quickning breath To re-supply the Massacres of Death No Tract of Time his Glory shall destroy He in th' Obedience of his Works shall joy But when their wild revolts his Wrath provoke Earth trembles and the airy Mountains smoke I all my life will my Creator praise And to his Service dedicate my Daies May he accept the Musick of my Voice While I with sacred Harmony rejoyce Hence you profane who in your Sins delight God shall extirp and cast you from his Sight My Soul bless thou this all-commanding King You Saints and Angels Hallelujah sing PSALM CV TO God O pay your vows invoke his Name And to the World his noble Acts proclame O sing his praises in immortal Verse And his stupendious Miracles rehearse You Saints rejoyce and glory in his Grace His power adore for ever seek his Face Old Abrahams Seed you Sons of the Elect You Israelites O you who God affect Report the Wonders by his finger wrought When in your cause th' inferiour creatures fought Jehovah rules the many-peopled Earth His judgement known to all of humane birth He never will forget his Promise past His Covenants inviolable last Which he to faithful Abraham made before And after to the holy Isaac swore To Iacob sign'd confirm'd to Israel That their large Off-spring should in Canaan dwell When they but few in number wandered In unknown Regions and their Cattel fed He did their lives from violence protect And for their sakes even mighty Princes checkt Touch not said he my Anointed fear to wrong Those sacred Prophets who to Me belong When raging Famine in these Climates reign'd He broke the Staff of Bread which life sustain'd But Ioseph sent before them sold to save His Brethren by whose envy made a slave There for th' Accusers guilt in prison thrown With galling fetters bound for crimes unknown Try'd with affliction at the time decreed At once by Pharoah both advanc'd and freed He of his Houshold gave him the command And made him Ruler over all his Land His Princes to his government Subjects The prudent Youth grave Senators directs Then aged Iacob into Egypt came And sojourn'd in the fruitful Fields of Ham. God in that Land his people multiply'd Their Foes which now their greater strength envy'd Hate what they fear he alienates their hearts To seek their ruin by deceitful Arts. Then Moses on a sacred Embassie And Aaron sent th' Elect of the most High There wrought his dreadful Wonders from the Isle Of Sea-girt Pharo's to the Falls of Nile He bade Cimmerian darkness dim the Day Th' assembled Vapours his commands obey He their seven chanell'd Waters turn'd to Blood The Fishes strangled in their native Flood Frogs from the slimy Earth in Millions spring And skip about the Chambers of the King All parts with swarms of noisome Flies abound And Lice like quickned dust crawl on the ground He storms of killing Hail for Showers bestows And from the breaking clouds his lightning throws Blasts all the Vines and Fig-trees in the Land The Woods with Tempests torn or naked stand Innumerable Locusts these succeed And Caterpillars on their leavings feed They bite the tender Herb the bud and flower And all the verdure of the Earth Devour Their Strength the First-born slew which fill'd their ears With Female screeches and their hearts with fears Then He the Hebrews out of Goshen brought In able health with Gold and Silver fraught Th' Inhabitants whose tears augment the Nile At their departure Joy and Fear exile A Cloud to shade them from the Sun was spread And Nightly by a flaming Pillar led At their request he sends them showers of Quails And Bread from Heaven like Coriander hails Cleaves the hard Rocks from whence a Fountain flows And unknown Rivers to those Deserts shows For he his sacred Promise call'd to mind To Abraham his Friend and Servant sign'd Thus he his People brought from servitude Whose long-felt miseries in joy conclude From hence the Heathen by our Weapons chac'd And us his sons in their possessions plac'd That from his Statutes we might never swerve O praise the Lord and him devoutly serve PSALM CVI. WIth grateful hearts Jehovahs praise resound In goodness great whose Mercy hath no bound What Language can express his mighty deeds Or utter his due praise which words exceeds Thrice blessed they who his commands observe Nor ever from the tract of Justice swerve Great God O with benevolent aspect Even with the love thou bear'st to thine Elect Behold and succour That my ravish'd Eyes May see a period of their miseries Who
not O guide me in thy Waies BETH â—â—ung man thy Actions by his Precepts guide â—â—om these let not thy zealous Servant slide â—y Word writ in my heart shall curb my Will 〈◊〉 teach me how I may thy Laws fulfill â—â—ose by thy Tongue pronounc'd I will unfold â—â—y Testaments by me more pris'd than Gold 〈◊〉 these I meditate admire there set â—â—y Souls delight these never will forget GIMEL â— let me live t' observe thy Laws mine Eyes â—uminate to view those Mysteries â—e a poor Pilgrim with thy Truth inspire â—t whom my Soul even fainteth with desire â—e Proud is curst who from thy Precepts straies â—ess and preserve my Soul which these obeies 〈◊〉 hate of Princes from thy Law deters â—y Study my Delight my Counsellers DALETH â—y down-cast Soul as thou hast promis'd raise â—ou know'st my Thoughts direct me in thy waies form and I thy Wonders will profess strengthen me that labour in Distress â—ew thy clear Paths false Errors mist remov'd â—ave thy chosen Truth and Judgements lov'd To these I cleave O shield me from Disgrace Inlarge my heart to run that heavenly race HE. Teach thou and I thy Statutes will observe Nor from that sacred Knowledge ever swerve My Soul to those delightful Paths confine From Avarice purge and to thy Laws incline Divert from vain desires my darkness clear Confirm the Soul devoted to thy Fear Free from fear'd shame thy Judgements are uprighâ— O quicken me who in thy Word delight VAV His Soul protect who on thy Word relies And silence my reproachful Enemies O thou my Hope in me thy Truth preserve So I thy Laws for ever shall observe Will freely walk in thy affected way Will boldly before Kings thy Truth display For in thy Statutes I my comfort place Those study love and with my Soul imbrace ZAIN Think of thy Promise which my Hopes hath fed All storms appeas'd and rais'd me from the Dead Nor for proud scoffs have I thy Laws declin'd Confirm'd when I thy Judgements call to mind They who thy Laws desert incense my rage Sung in the mansion of my Pilgrimage Thy Name great God I prais'd when others slept This comfort had since I thy Statutes kept CHETH â—ou art my Portion I will thee adore â—â—y Laws observe and promis'd Grace implore â—y Actions by thy sacred Rules direct â—nd thy Commands with forward Zeal effect â—he Wicked rob but I thy Statutes prise â—t Midnight to applaud thy Justice rise Who fear and keep thy Laws such are my Friends â—truct thy Mercy through the World extends TETH â—hou to thy Servant hast perform'd thy Word Discerning knowledge to his Faith afford â—hou Sea of Goodness that my Soul conforms Into thy Statutes by Afflictions storms â—he Proud fat at the Heart base Slanders raise â—ut I will trust in thy affected Waies â—e blest Affliction to thy Courts hath brought â—hy Laws more pris'd than Ships with treasure fraught IOD â—nform me my Creator in thy Laws That thine may see thy Observer with applause Thou ever just in favour dost correct With promis'd Mercy comfort thine Elect. That I may live who in thy Precepts joy Those keep the Proud who causless hate destroy Who fear and know thy Laws to me unite O lest I perish guide me by their light CAPH With Expectation faint and blind yet still My Soul expects Thy Promise Lord fulfill I though a bladder on thy Word depend Confound my Foes when shall my Sorrows end The Proud have pitch'd their toils infring'd thy Laws O sacred Justice snatch me from their jaws They had almost devour'd but I affect Thy Precepts quicken and by those direct LAMED Thy faithful Promises are fixt above Firm as the Poles or Earth which never move By thy eternal Ordinance dispos'd Thy Laws my Life else Grief my eyes had clos'd Nor will I these forget by these renew'd Thy chosen save who hath thy Truth pursu'd The Wicked chase my Soul which thee obeys Thy Word shall last when Heaven and Earth decays MEM. O how I love thy Laws those exercise By them made wiser than my Enemies More than my Teachers know more than the Old With Virtue these inflame from Vice with-hold That they may guide me I have cleans'd my Heart And from thy Preceps never will depart Then Hermons Honey to my taste more sweet By-ways I hate by thine become discreet NVN. â—hy Word my Light a Lamp to guide my way â— sware t' observe thy Truth and will not stray â—ly wounded Soul with promis'd mercy heal â—ccept my offerings and thy Will reveal â—lthough inclos'd with Death though Foes have laid â—nares for my Soul yet have I thee obey'd My comforts my eternal Heritage O may I keep them till I die through age SAMECH â— love thy Law my hate to sin is great O thou my hope my Shield my safe retreat My Will shall thine obey Hence you prophane Lord save my Soul nor let me hope in vain Uphold and I thy Justice shall applaud Thou hast intrap'd thy Foes in their own fraud Cast out like Dross My heart affects thy path Yet trembles with the horror of thy wrath AIN O leave me not to my outragious Foes Nor to their scorn my righteous Soul expose Mine Eyes even fail while I thy aid expect Be merciful and in thy Wayes direct Inlarge my mind thy Wayes to understand 'T is time for they infringe thy just Command Which more than Gold than Gold refin'd I prise In all upright But hate deceitful lies PE. Thy Word the Gate of Life even Babes inspires With Knowledge this my obsequious Soul admires This I with thirsty appetite devour Thy streams of Mercy on thy Servant pour Compose my steps so shall not sin subject Nor man oppress for I thy Laws affect Shine on my Soul thy Statutes teach mine Eyes Shed show'rs of tears when men thy Laws despise TSADDI As Thou thy Self so all thy Laws are just Faithful to those who in thy Promise trust Zeal hath consum'd me for my Foes neglect Of thy pure Laws which I in heart affect Those to observe though mean and scorn'd intend Truth crowns thy Word thy Justice without end These in my grief and trouble comfort give Inform with Knowledge that my Soul may live COPH. O hear my cries preserve his life who will Thy Laws obey and just Commands fulfill My Eyes out-watch the Night my cries prevent The early Morn in due Devotion spent Hear and revive thy Justice execute On lawless men preserve from their pursuit Thy oft-tri'd Mercy ever is at hand Thy Judgements on eternal Bases stand RESCH. Behold my sorrows patronize my cause Thy Word perform to him that keeps thy Laws Death shall devour who thy Commands neglect Thou great in Mercy my sought life protect In all extreams I have thy Will observ'd Griev'd when Transgressors from thy Statutes swerv'd To me who love thy Laws thy
Grace extend Thy Truth began with Time and knows no end SCHIN Tyrants oppress thy Word restrains my Mind Wherein I joy like those who Treasure find Fraud I abhor inamour'd on thy Waies Seven times a Day my Lips thy Justice praise Who love thy Laws sweet Peace and Safety bless In Thee I hope nor thy just Will transgress Thy Word observe thy Statutes I affect Which through these humane Seas my course direct TAV Accept my Prayers with Knowledge Lord indue From Death redeem since to thy Promise true Thy Statutes taught I will thy Praise resound Thy Word extol and Laws with Justice crown'd These are my choice uphold with thy right Hand Who feed on Hope and joy in thy Command Prolong my life that I thy Praise may sing Lord thy stray'd Sheep back to thy Pasture bring PSALM CXX DIstrest and in my mind dismay'd When destitute of humane aid To Thee successfully I pray'd Lord shield me from the Fraudulent From those that are on malice bent Who envious Calumnies invent O thou false tongue steep'd in the gall Of Serpents what reward for all Thy mischief shall to thee befall Like Arrows shot from Parthian strings Fir'd Juniper and Scorpions stings Such art thou O thou worst of things Wo's me that I from Israel Exiled must in Mesech dwell And in the Tents of Ismael O how long shall I live with those Whose savage minds sweet Peace oppose Where Fury by disswasion grows PSALM CXXI TO the Hills thine Eyes erect Help from those alone expect He who Heaven and Earth hath made Shall from Sion send thee aid God thy ever-watchful Guide Will not suffer thee to slide He even he who Israel keeps Never slumbers never sleeps He thy Guard with Wings display'd Shall refresh Thee in their Shade Suns shall not with heat infect But their temperate beams reflect Nor unwholsom Serene shall From the Moons moist influence fall When thou travel'st on the way When at home thou spend'st the Day When sweet Peace thy life delights When imbroyl'd in bloody Fights God shall all thy steps attend Now and evermore defend PSALM CXXII O Happy Summons to the Court And Temple of the Lord resort Ierusalem our Feet shall tread Within thy Walls O thou the Head Of all the Earth and Iudah's Throne Three Cities strongly joyn'd in one The Tribes in throngs to Thee ascend The Tribes which on the Lord depend Fat Offerings to his Altar bring And his immortal Praises sing There shall he his Tribunal place The Judgement-feat of Davids Race Your joys shall with your days increase Who love and pray for Salems Peace May Peace within thy Walls abound Thy Palaces with joy resound Even for my Friends and Kindreds sake May never War thy Bulwarks shake Even for the hope of Israel And House where God vouchsafes to dwell PSALM CXXIII THou mover of the rolling Sphears I through the Glasses of my Tears To Thee my Eyes erect As Servants mark their Masters hands As Maids their Mistresses commands And liberty expect So we deprest by enemies And growing troubles fix our Eyes On God who sits on High Till he in mercy shall descend To give our miseries an end And turn our tears to joy O save us Lord by all forlorn The subject of contempt and scorn Defend us from their pride Who live in fluency and ease Who with our woes their malice please And miseries deride PSALM CXXIV BUt that God fought for us may Israel say But that God fought for us in that sad Day When men inflam'd with wrath against us rose We had alive been swallowed by our Foes Then had we sunk beneath the roaring Waves And in their horrid entrails found our graves Then had their violence like torrents pour'd From melting Hills our wretched lives devour'd O blest be God! who hath not given our blood To quench their thirst nor made our flesh their food Our Souls like Birds have scap'd the Fowlers Net The snares are broke which for our lives were set Our only confidence is in his Name Who made the Earth and Heavens immortal frame PSALM CXXV THey who the Lord their Fortress make Shall like the Towers of Sion rise Which dreadful Earth-quakes never shake Nor raging tumults of the skies Lo as the Hills of Solyma Divine Ierusalem enclose So shall his Angels in the Day Of danger shield them from their Foes The Wicked shall not long subject Their holy Race lest through despair They should the Laws of God neglect And be as their Commanders are Lord to the Good be good the Just Protect Their punishments increase Who follow their rebellious lust But crown thy Israel with Peace PSALM CXXVI WHen God had our deliverance wrought And Sion out of Bondage brought It seem'd to us a Dream who were Distracted between Hope and Fear Then sacred Joy fill'd every Breast In flowing Mirth and Songs exprest The wondring Heathen oft would say How good how great a God have they Great things for us the Lord hath wrought Above the reach of humane thought We therefore will his praises sing The Remnant Lord from Bondage bring As Rivers through the parched Sand Or show'rs which fall on thirsty land Who sow in Tears shall reap in Joy We after long Captivity Unto our native Soil retire The scope and crown of our desire PSALM CXXVII UNless the Lord the house sustain They build in vain In vain they watch unless the Lord The City guard In vain you rise before the Light And break the slumbers of the Night In vain the bread of sorrow eat Got by your sweat Unless the Lord with good success Your labours bless For he all good on his bestows And crowns their eyes with sweet repose Increasing sons his Heritage Renew their age The pledges of their fruitful love Given from above As formidable to the Foe As Arrows from a Giants bow He is belov'd of God and blest Above the rest Whose Quivers with such Shafts abound By men renown'd Nor shall his adversary dread When they at the Tribunal plead PSALM CXXVIII HAppy he who God obeys Nor from his direction strayes Thou shalt of thy labours feed All shall to thy wish succeed Like a fair and fruitful Vine By thy House thy Wife shall joyn Sons obedient to command Shall about thy Table stand Like green plants of Olives set By the moistning rivulet He who fears the Power above Thus shall prosper in his love God shall thee from Sion bless Thou shalt joy in the success Which the Lord will Salem give While thou hast a day to live Thou shalt see our Israels peace And thy childrens large increase PSALM CXXIX OFt from my early youth have they Afflicted me may Israel say Oft from my early youth assail'd As oft have their endeavours fail'd My back with long deep furrows wound As Plow-shares ear the patient ground The ever Just hath broke their bands And sav'd me from their cruel hands