soule purge out corrupted vse And safe through worldli waves to thy sweet rest conduce PSALM 141. This Psalm of DAVID seemeth by the matter thereof to have been made upon som occasion of an accident hapned out in Sauls third expedition against David when persuing him with three thousand of his choisest men up in the rocks of Engedi and having there withdrawn himself a side into a cave he had a skirt of his robe secretly cut off by David without offer of ani violence to his person At which time Saul in shew reconciling himself to righteous David yet afterward renued sharp persuit against him hoping how vainly and from how blynd desire at som time or other to effect his destruction whom God had declared successour in the kingdom David therfore in this Psalm prezenting his humble praiers as a sacrifice to Almighti God beseecheth him to preserve him in woord thought and deed from sin preferring the severe reproofs of a iust man before the delicacies and pleasures of the wicked Then closely intimating how kyndly he had dealt with Saul and how cruelly he was requited he praieth God to continue still his gracious protectour and that the snares laid by his enimies might entrap their owne gilti selfs whilest he with his innocenci did happily escape them TO thee ô Lord to thee my humbled mynd Hir humblest voice prezents ô let me favour fynd And hast my God let ear benign be lent To pitious cry to suit from grieffull hart upsent O let my praiÄ•r perfumÄ•d with heavÄ•nli grace So stand and sweetly smoke before thy pleazed face As incense pure midst holiÄ•st altars fire And hands let stretcht to thee like eevÄ•nings gift aspire MY speach so Lord my thoughts and deeds compoze That nothing thee offend A watch assign to cloze My mouth on woords unmeet the gate to heed That two-leafd gate of lips whence life and death proceed Retire my hart from poizÅned baits of sin Renforce my mynd that no provokements mee may win Untrue to thee with men that mischief breed To ioin their coorse to run on dainties their to feed LET iust mans zele me yea severely beat I kyndnes shall it deem let his religious heat Reproove my life as precious balm my head Not break it shall perfume And thankful hart imbred When change of times with sorroes him may press For comfort his to thee shal fervent suit address NOW these mens Iudges who with chozen bands My harmles life persue withdrawn were left in hands Of horrent rock where terrour none from mee But pleazing woords they heard from dout their soules to free BUT not they so requite When wee again Into their claws are light nought cruel they refrain But as in woods when stateli trees to ground Are hewÄ•d the chips and stics ly sparst on all sides round So bones of men devoured by their ire At graves sad mouth ly strawd and earths first womb dezire NOW then ô Lord myn eys since look to thee In thee I trust alone and succour none else see My God my Lord ô not my suit reiect Nor bare my soule of shield that sole can it protect My chased life from snaring net withdraw Which men who love their lusts not love thy sacred law For it have pitcht destroy deceiptful grin Which men compact of fraud have set t' entrap me in AND thow iust Iudge whose ey our mortal ways With right esteem beholds and snare with snare repays Let impious heads owne tangling nets infold While I with myn break through of thee who safeti hold PSALM 145. King DAVID now flourishing as it seemeth with prosperiti applieth most woorthily his thankful soule to sound out the high praises of the Author thereof He celebrateth therfore most excellently in this Psalm the incomprehensible Greatnes and glorious Maiesti of the Eternal King Then he singeth Gods Goodnes his Iustice and Merci embracing all his woorks with all favorable benigniti All which therfore he exciteth to return praise to their Lord and Maker And chiefly the true servants and Saints of God that by their menes the glori of the kingdom of God may be made knowne over all the world Himself then in example describeth the boundles extent and amplitude of Gods everlasting kingdom his assistance where need is his fatherls providence ministring food duely to all things whose lifes are therby susteined his iustice and holines in all his ways and actions especially in his gracious attentivenes to the iust petitions of his servants ever saving all those that love him as contrarily in his provoked severitie toward the wicked retributing to them their iust and deserved destruction For which he inviteth all men to ioin with him in ever praizing God GREAT Lord my God and glorious King My soule triumphs thy bliss to sing While heavÄ•ns shal last with grateful praise Bove heavÄ•n of heavÄ•ns thy name I 'le raize When Sun with Eastern rays up-springs And when doun West his flames he brings In toils of day at nightli rest Ay praiz'd and ay shalt thow be blest THY Greatnes first my mynd admires Whose right like praises great requires Thy boundles beÄ•ing which gulf to thought In bounds each creature fit hath wrought Thy woorks each age with praise recounts And powÄ•r which puÄsance all surmounts And I with wondrous acts that light Of glorious state will glad indite They prowÄ•s and valures strange confess I beautÄ•ous MaiÄ•sti would express THY Goodnes next prezents sweet vieu Where bounties rich stil gifts renue Glad hands receive and thankful tongs Shal sound what praise such grace belongs Here who thy Iustice can forget Where hymns where ioys are sweetly met Thy iustice fair with merci cround Of glorious bliss th'al-gracious ground O LORD benign of best desires To piti ay prone unprone to ires Towărd all thou good thou full of grace Thy Mercies all thy woorks embrace THERFORE Great Sire shal all thy woorks In heavÄ•n what shines midst earth what lurks What e're disperst through worlds great frame Ay blaze ay bless thy gracious name THEY chief who deer of thee esteemd Live Saints on earth from earth redeemd Thy kingdoms glories they shal teach Thy peerles strength they fearles preach That powÄ•r magnÄficent bliss divine And beauties there which glorious shine May sons of men to all made knowne All win to love and serve thy throne THY Kingdom Lord nought Kingles leves Nor mÄ•sure of things nor times receives DominÄon boundles evÄ•ri place Each time all things dooth round embrace Here reigns our Lord our bliss to breed Stil true of woord stil iust of deed Who gracious fallen man erects The sliding stays the staid protects HERE eys of all thy care attend Thy care due food which still dooth send Thou plentÄ•ous hand o're world doost spred Whence each thing livÄng rests largely fed Thus all thy pleasure Lord partake Thy pleasure still to good awake In righteÅus ways thus ay doost raign Ay kynd in all thy woorks remain AND lastly Lord
slander wait THUS slave to passions vyld thou livÄ•st and I have silent been Whence yet more impious like thy selfe evÄ•n mee thou didst esteem But I not like to thee at length thy iust reproof have sent And ougli sins to fearful eys wil all aray prezent Consider this ô ye who God and Gods pure law neglect Least unrepenting harts I rend when none can them protect Who incense sweet of thankful praise sends up me right adores And rightÄ•ous life who leads from fall to bliss my grace restores PSALM 51. King DAVID reprooved from God by the Prophet Nathan for his grievous sin with Bathsheba leaveth in this Psalm an excellent pattern of an hart truly repentant returning to the service of God and care of his people MY sinful soule arraind of twofold gilt Of Spouse-bed wrongd of bloud ah fouly spilt With saddest grief in tears imbrynd repents And wailed crimes at mercies feet prezents O sourse of grace whence seas of mercies flowe Release my gilt and love returning shewe MY gilt releasd then clenze my soule from stain From stain which sin behynd stil makes remain And nue sin breeds But since my pensiue sight Sin gilt and stain stil wound by day by night With sour remorse since them I Lord deplore Ah cure them Lord and rightÄ•ous grace restore NO mortal law dooth me transgressour make Thy law divine whose iustice heăvens dooth shake Thee supreme Iudge sole thee my sin offends Whose piercing vieu to secretst thoughts extends Ah evÄl I Lord in thy pure eys have doon So iust reproof so iudgement right is com WHAT shal I plead of sin defiled mass From sin who com through sin to death must pass From mould deformd lo form I first receiv'd And mother frail in sin warm life conceiv'd But thow in soules thyn owne true form dezirÄ•st And wisdom deep it to restore inspirÄ•st AND thus I stood but now orethrowne by sin Deformd defyld ah Lord let grace begin Recure to woork with spring with hysop thyn So scour this soule more white then snowe to shyn And comfort Lord ô ioy now make me hear That bruz̆ed bones returning strength may cheer REMOOVE my sins from thy offended ey And cancel all my falts Hear once my cry Clean hart crëate right spir̆it in mee renue Then wavÄ•ring mynd with heăvenli stay endue Ah cast not off griev'd breaker of thy law Nor HOLI SPIRÄT soules sovÄ•rain life withdraw Restore the ioy of thy sweet saving grace And sins bond powÄ•r with thy free spir̆it displace THEN erring soules my thankful zele shal burn Thy ways to teach who glad to thee shal turn And then my song but bloud keep Lord away My saving Lord thy iustice shal display Sole thou my lips once open Lord again And ioiful mouth shal sacred praise proclaim IF sacrifice thy powÄ•r divine might please If offrings burnt thy burning wrath appeaze What would I spare but nought in heăven obtains Beasts life in man while beastlike mynd remains Man 's owne griev'd spir̆it is Gods best sacrifice His sighs his tears doost ne're iust Lord despize THEN ô return ô bless stil Sion deer Ierusalems stil lingring wals uprear With cleered harts then wee in legal rites Iust sacrifice wherein great God delights Shal bring yong buls at altars side shal bleed And offrings burnt th'undying flames refeed PSALM 67. A praier of the Church unto God to be gracious unto mankynd and to enlarge his blessed Kingdom over all the world whence happines both earthli and celestial shall ensue as hath been fulfilled by the coming of Christ. BE gracious Lord Let cleerly shine The beauties of thy blisful face That earth may see thy ways divine And nations all thy saving grace Let people bless thy sacred name Let people all renoum the same ALL wo exil'd let ioy return For thow who right doost still protect Shalt iudge them who for iustice moorn And erring nations here direct Let people praize thy glorious name Let people all adore the same THEN shall the earth as fild with love Hir gifts in great abundance poure And God our God from heavÄ•n above His choisest blessings richly shoure God shall vs bless and vtmost lands Shal all submit them to his hands PSALM 68. King DAVID having assembled the flour of all Israel to conduct the Ark of God with solemniti to mount Sion the chozen place of rest which was the occasion and is the argument of this Psalm beginneth his march with those sacred woords uzed by Moses alwaies at the remooving of the Ark in the wilderness Then with great exultation celebrateth both the Maiesti and the Goodnes of God as toward mankynd in general so especially toward his peculiarly elected race drawn from servitude and placed in great prosperiti Afterward prosecuting the occasion he setteth foorth the great honour of Sion thus chozen to be the onli seat of Gods aspectable presence amongst his people And upon the consideration of this triumphant ascending of Gods Ark beeing his Sanctuari upon earth he breaketh out into a prophetical description of the Ascension of our Saviour the Lord of that Ark into the celestial Sanctuari whereof that terrestrial was a shado and figure from thence to pour blessings of deliveri from death and of salvation upon mankynd to subdue all his enimies and once again to reduce that selected people from dispersion and miseri Lastly touching by the way the manner of the marching of the Ark he concludeth with a praier to God for the preserving of his people and repressing of their enimies that so forain lands may assubiect also themselfs to God whom finally he exhorteth all the kingdoms of the world to woorship LET pleaze our God to ărize that enÄmies his disband And hating foes in hated flight be chas'd by mighti hand As smoke strong wynds doo drive as fire dooth wax consume So shalt thou sweep them from thy face so wast them all to fume Then shall the rightÄ•ous mynds whose hopes on God depend Reioice in him and thankful shouts to heavÄ•ns high coort upsend SING ô sing praise to God advance that glorious name Th' Eternal SelfbeÄ•ing Lord who mounts on heavÄ•ns high arched frame Prepare make plain his way who o're alpestrious place Coms marching towărd his seat elect triumph before his face Not hee neglecting man despizing mortal care In sacred throne resides not so but chyld of parents bare Him Father fynds him wido Iudge he prison̆er frees To sole an house to rebel race dry parched soil decrees WHEN Captain thow ô God thy troops from PharaÅs thrall Victorious ledst through deserts wyld when march'dst before them all The mooving sea stood still th'unmooving earth it shakÄ•d The heavÄ•ns at presence thyn dropt sweat fore thee mount Sinai quakÄ•d All IsraÄ•ls God did dread Thow then with bountÄ•ous rain Didst chozen land enrich didst strength exhaust repair again HERE thow a seat for thyn thy poor despized bands A seat preparÄ•dst where ioious dwell and rule should neighbour lands
with speed and tender ey reflect Thou Goodnes pure thy servants not neglect In case extreme who mercies hand implore O spring of grace I mercies those adore Then Lord be neer yea for my ' insulting foes To free my soule once heavÄ•nli aid discloze AH see and iudge thou knowÄ•st my sad reproach Fore thee my foes my shames who shameles broach Stand all in sight Their wrongs have worn my hart Full chargÄ•d with grief I lookt if yet som part My frends would bere no frend condoling found If comfort speak but none least comfort sound For strengthning meat yea poizÅning gall they sent And vinÄ•ger tart my thirst to quench prezent THERFORE iust Lord their owne them home repay Their pleazing boord where ioys before them play Let turn a snare to catch them in their woords And that which foli ' as lot to fools affoords Their wishes hurt good fortunes bee their bane Mynds sight obscure their loins rough valure lame AND as in furi man laith lode of blowes So let revenge which from thyn anger flowes Ad stripe to stripe and seaze with raging ire Their hated heads which mischief sole dezire Void stand their castles dweller none be found To grace the tents where graceles facts abound FOR thow whom Lord with hand severe hast smit They fierce persue and inhumanely sit With grievous woords t' encrease thy woundeds pain Let sin so sin so plague to plague enchain Thy righteÅusnes that still they wretched miss Nor way e're fynd that leads to heavÄ•nli bliss Devowd to death from book of life efface Ne write their names where iust mens names have place NOW I stil poor sole rich in griefs remain Help saving Lord and raize me once again That raiz'd thy grace my song may thankful praize And blisful name to heavÄ•ns fair arches raize This sacrifice more pleazing God shal bee Then cleft-hoov'd steer at Altars horns to see THE myld of mynd great comfort hence shal take This sight shal ioy them O let harts awake To seek the Lord and so your harts shal live Nor wynds nor seas can from his anchor drive For ey of care who towărd mans wants reflects His prisÅners crys sure nevÄ•r at need neglects THEN heavÄ•ns and earth then seas and all your gests Which spatiate there conform to supreme hests Ay laud our King who Sion fair wil save And Iudahs touns repair There shall they have A seat and lasting state Thus God shal bless His folks true seed who love towărd him address PSALM 79. This Psalm which seemeth to have been compozed in the time of Antiochus the persecutour by som descendant of the famous ASAPH and who bare also his name which in that Tribe was frequent conteineth a most lamentable complaint unto God of the ruins of Ierusalem the defilements of the Temple and massacre of Gods faithful servants Then praying first for propitiation for the sins of the people the true cause of that calamiti he presseth on with most fervent suit for speedi deliverance and large revenge upon their Hethen enimies THE HethÄ•n ô God who fear not no nor knowe Thy glorious name into thy land are com And in thyn House whence blessings pure did flowe With hands impure polluting facts haue doon DEFYLD thy sacred seat thy rites profanÄ•d Thy treasures robd thy Citti set on fire Ierusalem earths ioy which earst was namÄ•d Throwne doun on heaps sits now in lothed mire THY servants slain for loial love to thee Their bodies dead heăvens fouls cast out to feed And flesh of Saints whose faith thyn eys did see To earths wyld beasts ingluvious throats decreed THEIR bloud as torrent streams about the wals Of sad Ierusalem no burriÄ•r found Opprobrious scorn us grievous lot befals And laughings proud in neighbours mouths abound HOW long ô Lord shal ever flame thyn ire Can no distress once moove to pitti take Thy iealous wrath and shal it rage like fire Which water none no tears may e're asslake AH turn it first gainst those who nor invoke Thy name great Lord nor knowe or seeke thy face Gainst Hethen kingdoms who with mortal stroke Thy Iacob wound lay wast h s resting place REDUCE not Lord to thyn offended eys Those falts forepast which still unthankful wee And fathers our have doon let grace arize Our soules from gilt of sorroed sins to free AND thou arize and with thy mercies deer Prevent our instant deaths Ah case extreme Denys delay Help source of goodnes meer And save vs thow whence safeties all doo stream RESPECT great Lord the glori of thy name Which wee revere our enimies proud despize Insulting HethÄ•n to say they doo not shame Where 's now the God on whom their hope relys BVT let our God make noble in our sight To Hethen eys his high revenging hand That giltles bloud pourd out and not in fight Of servants thyn may full revenged stand AND let the sighs and moornings of thy Saints Who grone in chains to thee access obtain And mighti arm excited by their plaints Them rescue ' who now to death consignd remain THUS neighbours scorns wherewith they thee reproach SevÄ•nfold to them in bosom Lord restore We then thy folk and flock thyn acts shal broach With thanks and praise will evÄ•r our God adore PSALM 73. The Prophet ASAPH by the sence of his owne afflictions and by contrari vieu of the exulting prosperiti of godles persons who pass on a pleasant time blaspheming God and oppressing his servants having endured like as other of the people of God a sore temptation of calling into question the veri Omniscience of God and his government over this loweër world at length getting the victori by Gods especial assistance he sheweth that out of the Sanctuari of God where his Oracles were delivered he had learned that it was not the condition of this transitori life but the end it self whereby the state of the good and bad was to be esteemed Seeing then the end of the wicked to be utter destruction and everlasting happines to attend the righteous he betaketh himself wholy to the conduct of divine direction with great assurance to be guided by Gods counseil in this life and afterward to be received by God into eternal glori In expectance whereof his soule repozeth YET surely God benign to IsraÄ•l stands To pure in hart But I was sore declynd Griev'd vieu of fools of wicked prospering hands Had welnigh sapt my weak unwari mynd FROM bands of death by sicnes force or snare They free pass on live lusti puft with ioy With humane toils and cares untroubled are Yea publick plagues them least and last annoy THIS makes with pride their out-stretcht necks like chein With violence fierce as robe they lims attire Their plentÄ•ous fare red strouting eys proclaim While heaping wealth surmounts evÄ•n harts desire FROM poizÅning filth their lothsom talk they change Oppressions proud with lofti stile to sound Their tongs through earth in wronging men doo range And hellish
thus say Can this to God be told Or Iacobs Lord wil hee from heavÄ•n our facts behold O blynded soules gainst God ye cloze your eys Look up why natures light doo brutish mynds despize CAN soverain cause whence all perfections flowe Himself not knowe on man yet knoweing powÄ•rs bestowe Who plants the ear shall hee unhearing bee Who ey with sight endues himself ye fools not see Round world who rules who nations all dooth rein To check to scurge leud lifes may careles hee remain Yeas God dooth see th' eternal light dooth knowe Yea knowÄ•th in hart of man how vain conceipts doo growe O BLEST that man whom thow doost Lord correct And by correcting teach towărd sacred laws respect Midst days of evÄl in rest he safe abides For wicked wretch dead pit while vengeance due provides For sure our Lord his folk wil not forsake Wil not peculiar flock t abandon eâ—…re betake For iudgement shall to iustice pure return And draw all upright harts which now for iustice moorn AH who for mee dare gainst malfactors rize What courage take my part If thow thy gracious eys If succÅring hand deer Lord didst not extend My life towărd death my soule towărd silent place did bend But when I cry'd My foot ah Lord dooth shake Thy pityÄng grace did mee to staid protection take In swarms of cares midst sad perplexed thought Yet comforts thyn delight in troubled soule have wrought MAY viÅlent throne from thee Lord powÄ•rs derive That lusts for laws ordein and griefs for ease contrive By troops they range the rightÄ•ous soule to kill Yea iudgement seats abuze ungilti bloud to spill But God my towÄ•r my high retreit hath been My Lord my rock assurÄ•d in worlds fair vieu was seen He hee their wrongs their spite shal them restore Yea God our Lord their pride hew doun for evermore TREBLE A Venger great who mans presumptuÅus sin Earths rightÄ•ous iudge with plagues to chastize doost not lin At length shine out ô spring of pu-rest light Rize up pay home the proud in worlds apparant sight How long great Lord how long shal god-les sect shal wicked crue triumph who heavÄ•nli laws neglect Shal Tyrants fierce impuneli fome their shames And grievous wrongs contrive then vant their hateful names BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 100. An Invitation to all Nations to prezent themselves cheerfully in the Coorts of God with exclaming thanks and praises for his constant goodnes and merci toward mankynd whom he hath made and framed peculiarly to be his WITH raized voice and cheerful grace Approach ye Nations all our king On bended knees prezent his face With hymn of bliss which Angels sing For knowe Hee formd vs God not wee His flock his folk yea sons to bee O THANKFUL enter then his gate His coorts high praises make exclame Resound his acts and glorious state And prostrate bless his sacred name Whose goodnes great and favour sure Whose trueth like heavÄ•ns unchang'd dooth dure PSALM 101. DAVIDS vow unto God touching the wel governing of Himself his Coort and Kingdom made it seemeth a little before his actual coming to the Croun OF Iudgements Lord to thee I 'le sing Where Iustice Merci shall embrace Such thoughts shal righteÅus use make spring Towărd mee gainst pleazÄ•st to bend thy face MYN house an upright hart shal guid Which vice shal check which goodnes grace No pleazing sin shal train aside Those eys which thee before them place WHO thee forsake from mee I 'le shake Their woorks and them I 'le ay detest Nor perverse imp there root shal take Where evil all shal be supprest THAT sly deceipt the slandÄ•rous tong Which iust men heedles may beguile That secret seed of neighbours wrong Severe reproof shal strait exile THOSE hauti looks of swelling mynd Which Thee neglect and equals scorn That self-love hatred myn shal fynd I 'le soon pul doun their lofti horn WHAT woorthi person through the Land Myn ey can vieu what faithful wight He graced in my Coort shal stand His upright service my delight BUT false dissembling flattÄ•ring mates With lying tricks that plot their owne No harbour get within my gates Their tricks and They shal out be throwne MY kingdom then I will begin From foul corruptiÅns clean to pare To hunt the wicked to their gin Shal be my daili earliÄ•st care SO shall Gods Citie brightly shine So shall his people flourish ay When damned crues exiled pine And lawles folk are swept away PSALM 103. King DAVID with great thankfulnes and high ioy of spirit celebrateth here the excelling graciousnes of God toward himself in particular the race of Israel in especial and in general toward all men who fear him and keep his covenant Where at large he expresseth the goodnes of our heavenli Father full of compassion and merci prone to reclaim and forgivo mankynd offending and contrariwise slowe in punishing In fine he exciteth the happi Angels of God with all his loial hosts and ereatures to bless their great King who hath placed his throne in the heavens embracing them all with his supreme dominion And himself lastly conioineth with them in lauding God PURE light of soule thou high-bred mynd Deriv'd from God and God to praize assignd Adore thy Lord his beauties bless And glorious acts in praiseful hymns express Bless still my soule with all thy powÄ•rs That sacred name whence bliss so richly shours No tract of time ô e're efface From thankful hart sweet vieu of bountÄ•ous grace OF GRACE which all thy sins remits And all thy griefs sins pay with cures befits Thy life from grave which dooth redeem Redeemd dooth round with deer compassions steem With healthiÄ•st food thy mouth which fils That egle-like youths strength through age distils HE supreme iudge whence iustice springs To wrongd on earth from heavÄ•n iust iudgement brings He ways divine to Moses showne By Moses made to Isrăels ofspring knowne Same Israels race with ioy hath seen Those Acts to foes which terrour dire have been TH' algracious Lord with pitti'is fraught How slowe to wrath how soon to merci wrought Nor strive nor chide wil alwaies hee Ne let his ire though iust unending bee Not like our flats his strokes were found Sin wrath provok'd grace merci made abound FOR look how high earth heavÄ•n transcends How far from East to West huge space extends So great his grace towărd servants prooves So far our sins deer Lord from soules remooves As father tendreth feeble son With sonli fear like kyndnes his is won FOR well he knowÄ•th our brittle state Remembring whom of clay he did crëate As earth-sprung grass as flour of field So flouring man to earth whose days must yield When wynd sweeps o're fair flour is gone The place earst brave inglorious stands alone BUT ay benign still God the same Towărd them persists who fear who love his name Yea rightÄ•ous trueth to fathers sworn With race observes of childrens children born Sole that his covÄ•nant they
Governours whence much mischief ensueth or by ani other evil or sorro whatsoever are all brought upon them by their sins and that odious unthankfulnes to God who yet even in publick miseries preserveth and prospereth his humble servants and when Nations apply themselfs faithfully to his service poureth upon them all blessings opposite to those former punishments Which things wise men will consider and make use of especially so as to knowe and acknowlege the Crëatours goodnes YE woorthi mynds in whom Gods gifts excell Whose persons walk on earth high thoughts in heavÄ•ns doo dwell Renoum our Lord ring foorth his glorious name Whose goodnes no time fails sweet mercies still the same OBLAZE his acts ye now at rest that stand From hostile powÄ•r redeemd redeemd from strangers land Ye late dispersd now gathered by his grace From East from West from North yea from great Oceăns place In deserts wyld through uncouth invious ways All tired all forlorn they wandred nights and days With fainting spir̆its through thirst and hunger pin'd And no relief no steps towărd cultivÄ•d place could fynd IN need extreme when lo to God they cry He gracious hears their mone and help from heavÄ•n makes fly So strength renues so straying feet directs To peopled wals and safe from perils all protects O thankful then to God his grace confess His mervÄ•ilous woork to men with ioious tongs express Who thirsting soule with waters sweet refreshd The empti fild and pace towărd longed home addresd IN darknes sad in shade of grisli death With irÅn and anguish bound who sighd their servile breath Il-ruled mynds that this and more deserv'd That Highests woord despysd from Gods advise that swarv'd When hart-burst clean they grovÄ•ling rold in pain Ne hope of better saw nor place for worse remain IN need extreme to God their suit they bent Who pityÄng rueful plight from heavÄ•n sweet comfort sent He darknes dire grim shade of death dispels he cords from hands from feet he fetters burst repels O thankful then to God his grace confess His wondrous act to men with ioious tongs express Who brazen gates made all to fragments flee Brake bars of irÅn strong Lord and prison̆ers did enfree UNGOVERND fools transported by their lust From vertuÅus ways to vice when God severely iust Their wicked ioys afflicts such sicnes sends That soule abhorring meat at deaths pale door attends IN hour extreme to God then lo they cry Who gracious hears their grones and ease from heavÄ•n bids hy Doun comÄ•th his woord the per̆ishing soule to save And hasting life retracts from neer approached grave O thankful then to God his grace confess His mercies great to men with ioious tongs express And clensd in hart iust sacrifice of praise Let grateful hands yield vp renoum him all your days TO Seas in ships who Arts chief woork descend Adventrous harts by trade penurious state to mend Or spatious lakes who pass what wondrous sight Strange woorks of God in deep their staring looks affright Lo strait his woord tempestuÅus wynd dooth rear And roughest frouns on seas late smiling face appear Anon towărd heavÄ•ns on back of arched wave They mount dismount in trise towărd hels unloveli cave As drunk they reel then melting harts gin fail Nought toil nought careful coorse of Masters skil avail IN case extreme when lo to God they cry Who gracious hears griev'd voice and help from heavÄ•n bids hy Strait wynds repose smooth hieu calmd seas regain Harts ioy woorks cheer til safe they long longd havÄ•n attain Then thankful ô to God his grace confess His merveils great to men with ioious tongs express And let Gods Church let faithful people hear Vowd praise in senat grave his mercies rare endeer HEE bubling springs chokes up with thirsti sand Yea rivers rich accursd dry desert makes to stand And fertile soil in plague of owners sin To saltnes damns whence fruit nor skil nor toil can win AGAIN his grace dry desert stores with pools Sends springs and bare burnt earth with fruitful moisture cools There hungri soules their citti sets to place Who sowe their grains plant vines years sweet return embrace Abounding food then blest with restful peace To numbers huge themselves their flocks and heards encrease BUT harts puft up soon spurning heavÄ•nli law Ah fools in chains of sin enchained tortures draw Oppression foul sad days unthriving care Their ioyles mynds abase their branching numbers bare He vyld contempt on woorthles Nobles pours And wayles wasts makes walk chasÄ•d out from lordli towÄ•rs Yet godli poor raizd up from pressing need As tree makes branch as flock his branched race to breed THESE things the iust with reverend ioy shal see And wicked mynds and mouths appald and stopt shal bee Who then is wise these sights to hart to lay Gods goodnes they shal learn Gods praises they display PSALM 110. The Prophet DAVID foresheweth the everlasting Kingdom and Priesthood of Christ who after his Ascension sitting at the Right hand of God should send out his forces from Sion and Ierusalem to reduce the world unto him Which spiritual warfare should take so wonderful effect that not onli at the veri beginning infinite multitudes should adioin themselfs to the Church but in short time also the Empire of Rome it self then Head of mani Nations with other great kingdoms should be conquered and subdued unto the obedience of Christ and his law The proof whereof to the later ages did manifestly appear THE Lord said to my Lord Thow at my right-hand sit While foes their necks I to thy feet as foot-stool make submit From Sion seat of Grace the Lord thy scepters might Through world shal send midst all thy foes bear rule thou Prince of light What day thy warli ranks shal high exploit begin The people prest with cheerful strife to serve thee shal com in Anon as prime of morn with silvÄ•ri perls of dew Al-spreds the world like troops thy youth in sacred house shal shew THE Lord who will not change hath sworn fair Prince to thee A Priest thou art MelchÄsedek like and ay that Priest shal bee This Prince who ' on thy right hand great King of heavÄ•n thus shines Each earthli King in ire shal crush that gainst his rule repines He HÄ•then with swoord shall iudge fields streets with corps shal straw Imperiăl Head whom Nations serve assubiect to his law As lightning swift shal run in way of torrent drink Thus gloriÅus head triumphant raize while danted foes doo shrink PSALM III. The Psalmist here sings the praises of God both for his glorious woorks and for his gracious acts toward the Israelites in mercifully conducting them from the serviliti of Aegypt to the happi land of Canaan and therein chiefly for establishing to their everlasting good his sacred Law and Covenant In observance whereof true wisdom consisteth ALLELV-IA MY hart dooth heavÄ•nli heat enflame To sound high praise to glorious name Th'alglorious Lord midst rightÄ•ous press In sacred senate