have blest With never-failing Peace and Rest With Plenty have enrich'd the Field The finest wheat for food to yield And with the sweet refreshment fill'd Of Honey from the Rock distill'd PSALM LXXXII As the 113 Psalm YE Rulers of the world that bear God's Name and represent him here Know that this Judge among you sits If you enact unrighteous Laws Or countenance a wicked cause Your Guiltiness no plea admits You act like God when you defend The poor and your assistance lend To helplese Men that justice crave Absolve the Innocent with speed Obnoxious only by their need And from th' Oppressor's pow'r save They cry too oft to you in vain who 'll know no other Right but gain Whose Eyes are blind by Bribes you take Thus Justice cannot find its course But Laws neglected lose their force And all the Land s Foundations shake I said ye're Gods but you shall die And fall tho' Sons of the most High As other Men and Kings have done Arise great Judge of all and reign Fall'n Justice then will rise again When God doth sit upon his Throne PSALM LXXXIII As the 100 Psalm DO not O Lord in our distress An unconcern'd Spectator be Nor deaf to all our loud requests Without regard our ruine see For lo thy hateful foes insult And a tumultuous noise they make Against thy People close designs They lay and crafty counsels take Nothing their Malice will content Unless the Nation perish quite So that no memory may remain Nor mention of an Israelite Ten warlike Nations are combin'd And all their Joint-Endeavours bent T' extirpate thy Religion And to subvert the Government Let Midian's Army's Fate be theirs Their fall like that of Sisera Or Jabin's Host by Kison's Streams Discomfited and swept away No other Burial may they have Than that of those near Endor kill'd Whose Carkases were spread to rot Like Dung and serv'd t' enrich the field Let all their Princes when they fight Fly with dishonour and be ta'en As Zeb and Oreb were and be Like Zebah and Zalmunna slain Part II. These all design as they of old Thy chosen People to oppress And there where God among us dwells Cities and Houses to possess Lord make them like a tumbling Ball No where to rest or stand their Ground But be dispers'd and fly like chaff By driving Tempests scattered round As Fire consumes dry wood the Sun 's Hot rays the parched Mountains burn So by thy wrathful Storm pursu'd And frighted all their force o'erturn Lord let their disappointed hopes In their dejected looks appear Cover their face with shame till they Thy Favour seek and Pow'r revere Let this Defeat so seize their thoughts With trouble and their fears alarm That no more Courage may remain T' assail nor Pow'r to do us harm Thus Men will readily confess That he whom we Jehovah call Is the great Ruler of the World In Pow'r Superiour over all PSALM LXXXIV HOW beauteous is the Place where thou Thy Presence Lord dost grant Oh how I long t' approach thy Courts Impatient of restraint The little Birds those Liberties Enjoy which I 'm deny'd Near to thine Altar they prepare Their Nests and there reside O happy men that may frequent Thine House to praise thee still Whose trust is in thine aid whose heart Devout affections fill They pass with joy thro' Baca's vale So troublesome and dry Whose want of Springs refreshing show'rs By Heav'n bestow'd supply Thus with renewed vigour they Go on unwearied still And all present themselves before The Lord in Sion's Hill Great God of Hosts attend when I My pray'r to thee address Look graciously on mine Estate And thine Anointed bless A thousand joyous Days elsewhere Yield me not such content As one Day 's freedom in thy House And in thy Service spent There let me have the meanest place And at the Thresh-hold lie Rather than all the wicked's State Without this Liberty God is a glorious Sun from whom We Light and Life derive A shield for our defence and he Will Grace and Glory give No good will he with-hold from him That 's upright in his way O happy Man that makes the Lord His onely trust and stay PSALM LXXXV As the 113 Psalm THY Mercy Lord has chang'd our doom Thy Captives to their Land are come And all their Sins are done away Thine Anger which was fierce before Is now remov'd and flames no more O let it ever cease we pray When wilt thou Lord from wrath refrain Raise and revive our Joys again Thy saving Mercies Lord restore I 'll listen to the voice of Peace Which God will to his Saints express If they return to Sin no more Surely thy saving health is near To such as thee sincerely fear And Glory to our Land will bring Mercy and Truth together meet Justice and Peace each other greet And Truth out of the Earth shall spring From heav'n shall righteousness look down God's Blessings will our labours crown Our Land with Plenty shall o'erslow He with great Justice all things sways And men should eye his righteous ways To trace the steps where he do's go PSALM LXXXVI LORD bow thine ear to my requests Tho' poor and in the dust O save my righteous Soul for Lord In thee alone I trust Be mercifull to me O God And hear my mournfull voice Daily my Soul to thee ascends Oh make it to rejoice Thou Lord art gracious and good To pardon sins inclin'd And all that humbly thee implore Shall plenteous mercy find To thee I call in my distress In hope thou wilt attend On thee with Patience wait 'till thou A gracious Answer send Tho' Heathens boast of other Gods And talk of Pow'rs Divine There 's none that can compare with thee Nor any Works like thine All the deceived Lands at length Their Maker shall adore Shall glorifie thy Name O Lord And celebrate thy Pow'r When they behold how great thou art What Wonders thou hast done Their Idols they 'll disown and say That thou art God alone Part II. Lord guide my steps that from the way Of Truth I ne'er may err My loose affections so unite That I thy Name may fear With all my Soul I'II praise the Lord His Glories ever tell By whose great goodness I have been Freed from the lowest Hell Numbers of proud and cruel men O God against me rise They seek my Life and have no fear Of thee before their Eyes Thou Lord art pitifull and kind To punish Sinners slow Goodness and Faithfulness from thee Abundantly do flow Thy mercifull regard I need And strength from thee I crave From all designed mischiefs Lord Thy helpless Servant save Some signal mark of favour shew Which all my Foes may see And at their Malice blush when thou Dost help and comfort me PSALM LXXXVII As the 100 Psalm PLac'd on the holy Hills God's Seat For Beauty and for Strength is great God none of Jacob's dwellings hates But none so loves as Sion's Gates
thine alms Of seasonable food They gather what thine hand bestows And all are fill'd with good Part IV. If God but in displeasure frown All Creatures needs must mourn If he with-holds their breath they die And to their Dust return His quick'ning Spirit when it breaths All things with Life endues His pow'rful word that made the Earth Its face again renews Whilst this world's frame and order lasts God's fame will ne'er be less And what his wisdom made so good Will still delight to bless But let not sinful Man presume God's anger to provoke Whose Look can cause the Earth to quake His Touch make Hills to smoak My Life 's great bus'ness shall be this To praise this mighty Lord To meditate his Love and works The sweetest Joys afford While Sinners from the Earth consume No place regards them more Bless thou the Lord my Soul his Name Let Heav'n and Earth adore PSALM CV O Let us all give thanks to God And call upon his Name His gracious and his mighty works To all the world proclaim Let us in Songs and sacred Hymns Our great Creator bless And what his pow'rful hand has wrought Our joyful tongues express Count it your honour that ye know And bear his sacred Name And when you worship this great Lord Take pleasure in the same Within his Sanctuary let Your Pray'rs to him be made Your hopes upon his favour rest And his almighty aid O let the works that he has done Your admiration move Think on the judgments of his mouth And wonders of his Love This Charge to you belongs who are Of faithful Abr'am's race And Jacob's Off-spring call'd who stood In God's especial Grace We glory that this mighty Lord Us for his people owns Whose Judgments make th' amazed Earth To tremble when he frowns His Cov'nant with his people made He ever call'd to mind And will his Promises fulfill To ages still behind Part II. That Cov'nant which the Lord of old With our first fathers made And oft by Oath renew'd to them And to their seed thus said On thee I Can'an's Land bestow This which we now possess To bring them into which his Care Shew'd that he meant no less For tho' when first our fathers came One family they were Whose number too was very few And they mere strangers there Tho' weak who in a setled place No fixt Estate enjoy'd But forc'd from this to th' other Land Might soon have been destroy'd He suffered none to injure them When Sojourners they were But Kings that meant to do them wrong Met with rebukes severe Let none attempt these persons harm So dear to God and great Touch not said he my anointed ones Nor Prophets rudely treat When after this in all the Lands A famine long prevail'd And Bread the great support of Life When Corn was wanting fail'd He sent out Joseph to provide For Jacob now grown old But he that was to save his house First as a Slave was fold Part III. To Egypt brought and falsly charg'd Joseph's in prison cast The Calumny more pain'd him than The Chains that held him fast There by unfolding hidden fates Great fame he had acquir'd This Phar'oh hearing try'd him too And found him one inspir'd He quickly set him free and made Him Ruler of the Land The management of all affairs He ' intrusted in his hand His greatest Princes to command And punish he had leave All the wise Senatours from him Instructions must receive Now Jacob's house to Egypt came As Phar'oh did invite And grew so as t' exceed their foes In Number and in Might This makes them jealous and to hate Those they receiv'd with joy Whom first by subtil Arts they would Diminish then destroy Moses and A'ron when God saw Their Bondage heavier grow Were sent to Phar'oh with demand To let his people go The mighty works which they perform'd And wonders in that Land Show'd that what e'er they said or did Was by Divine command Part IV. He three days darkness black as Hell Over all Egypt drew In which and all the other plagues God's Orders they pursue He turn'd their waters into blood Which all their Fish destroy'd Numberless Frogs o'erspread the Earth And the King's rooms annoy'd Infinite Swarms of Flies and Lice O'er all the Country came Instead of Rain he gave them Hail Mix'd with devouring Flame This Storm not onely from the Trees Their pleasant Fruits beat down But all the Fig trees too and Vines Were broke and overthrown By his Command numberless Hosts Of various Locusts pass O'er all the Land and with strange haste Devour'd their Herbs and Grass In the same Night all their First-born Smote by an Angel dye The prime of all their strength and prop Of every Family Part V. Loaded with Egypt's wealth their Land In haste the people quit Not one in all their Tribes so weak For travel was unfit Gladness at their departure thence Th' Egyptians hearts did fill For fear as the last Plague their Sons The next themselves might kill He spread a Cloud which skreen'd them from The scorching Sun by day But was so bright withal it serv'd By night to shew their way He then provides delicious fare For that vast multitude Great flights of Quails and Bread showr'd down From Heav'n to be their food An opened Rock their Drink supply'd Whence Streams gush'd out so fast They ran and follow'd them thro' all The parched grounds they pass'd The Lord these wonders to make good His word to Abr'am wrought When he from slavery his Race With joy and triumph brought He fix'd them in a quiet Seat In Can'an's pleasant Land Stor'd with all good by others pains And planted to their hand That by his kindness thus oblig'd And bless'd so many ways His Laws they might with care observe The Lord for ever praise PSALM CVI. As the 100 Psalm BY chearful Praises to his Name That God is good to all proclaim Whose Mercies shown to ages past To all succeeding times shall last Who can the Pow'r of God set forth Or praise his wonders to their worth They 're happy who with constant care In righteous works imployed are May I be one of those and find God always good to me and kind When thou deliv'rest thine elect From Dangers do not me neglect Their good secured may I see And share in their felicity And when thou dost their state advance Glory with thine Inheritance We the degenerate Off-spring are Of fathers that great sinners were Who thy great wonders minded not In Egypt wrought or soon forgot Their unbelief when newly sav'd At the Red Sea fresh wonders crav'd There God his Glory to advance Gave them a new deliverance The Sea 's ungovernable course He check'd by his word 's greater force Their way thro' the vast Deep was dry Such as thro' sandy deserts lie O'er their pursuing Enemy He gain'd a noble victory The Sea return'd on Phar'oh's Host With violence and all were lost Part II. Then they
to improve my Songs will add Sweet Instruments of praise My chearful tongue and lips Shall loudly bear a part In praising thee when tun'd and rais'd By a most thankful heart This shall be my great work To celebrate thy Fame Who hast redeemed me and brought Mine Enemies to shame PSALM LXXII As the 100 Psalm Lord may the king with mighty skill And Grace to judge aright be bless'd Then equal Justice shall have place And the poor injur'd be redress'd Then shall the happy people peace And undisturbed quiet gain When Rulers high and low their rights And their just Liberties maintain He the best use of pow'r shall learn To crush the proud oppressors might And save the helpless poor from those Who in their Miseries delight Thy never-ceasing righteous Rule Thy lasting Honour shall procure And all shall thee observe and fear As long as Sun and Moon endure By his mild Government on all Such welcome blessigs shall come down As show'rs on thirsty ground distill Or gentle rains on grass new-mown The righteous in his days shall thrive The Moon it self shall sooner cease To fill and wain than his just reign Fail to be blest with lasting peace Part II. His Empire shall not be confin'd Within Judaea's bounds but stretch It self from Sea to Sea as far As th' Earths Inhabitants do reach Dwellers in loansome desarts shall To own and do him homage meet His Enemies shall lick the Dust By low prostrations at his feet The Kings of Tharsis and the Isles Tho' distant far shall presents bring Princes from happy Arabs Land With Gifts shall honour this great King Yea by all Kings of th' Earth shall he With Low Submissions be ador'd All Nations Tributaries be And serve him as their Sov'reign Lord. Mercy shall gain him this regard As a known Patron of the poor Who saves them when they cry in vain To other helps and his implore Hell spare them and their case forlorn Will pity and when subtle spite Or violence their ruine seeks Dear shall their blood be in his Sight Part III. His Reign shall long and prosp'rous be The East rich Off rings shall present All men shall pray for his long Life And praise his Righteous Government Plenty shall every where abound The Corn on barren Mountains sown Shall Spring so thick the fruit shall shake And make a noise like Lebanon The Earth thus blest the people too Shall fruitful be and flourishing The Cities Numbers shall increase Like Grass or Flowers in the Spring Whilst the Sun's brightness lasts his fame In all succession shall survive All Nations shall him blessed call And Blessings all from him derive Bless'd be the Sov'reign Lord the God Of Israel whose stupendious Acts Of Pow'r our wonder and whose Grace Our Love and Gratitude attracts Oh may the Glorious Name of God For ever be advanced then His Glories fill the Earth and all Join in his Praise and say Amen PSALM LXXIII As the 100 Psalm CErtain it is that God is kind To those that are sincerely good But yet my Faith was at a loss My feet did stagger where I stood I saw the wicked's prosperous state My envy at those Fools did rise That when a healthful Age was past A quiet Death should close their Eyes Exempt from Plagues and Miseries That others seek t' escape in vain They 're cover'd o'er with Violence And pride surrounds them like a chain Pamper'd with Ease and Luxury Their Body thrives looks fresh and fair Their Wealth rolls in with a full tide Beyond their hopes without their Care Such is their lofty pride t' oppress They make no Scruple feel no shame Dare Heav'n it self with blasphemies And freely blast the good Man's Name This gives disturbance to his mind And Passion makes his tears to flow Doubts rise within him whether God Discerns or minds things done below Th' ungodly are the prosp'rous men Thrive in the World and riches gain I 've wash'd mine hands in Innocence And cleans'd my heart says he in vain For every Morn renews my Plagues And I whole Days in Sorrow spend But stay thus speaking I against The Faith of all good Men offend Part II. I oft consider'd with my self Th' unequal ways of Providence I found them hard to be resolv'd And doubts long kept me in suspence At God's House I at last enquir'd And there did my mistakesamend Before I onely view'd their way But now I understood their end I saw the slippery precipice On which their tottering feet were plac'd And with what terrours they were seiz'd When down to sudden ruine cast Their Happiness was like a dream Which waking quickly vanishes Lord what a stupid Beast was I To vex my self at their Success For all this while I was thy care By thee sustain'd tho suffering Thy Counsels here shall guide me still And afterward to Glory bring Lord there is none in Heav'n or Earth On whom I can rely like thee For when my heart and hopes here fail My Stay and Portion thou wilt be But those that are from God estrang'd Or unto hateful Idols bow Shall furely their own ruine meet And a deserved Overthrow God is my chiefest Good 't is best To keep me to my God most nigh Then I his Mercy and his Truth Shall praise when I on him rely PSALM LXXIII Another Metre IT 's sure that God is kind to those That are sincerely good But yet my Faith was at a loss I staggered where I stood Viewing bad men tho' foolish here To prosper envy rose To see an easy Death an Age Of health and vigour close From troubles freed that other men Strive to escape in vain They boast in violence and pride Surrounds them like a chain Pamper'd with Luxury and Ease Their looks are fat and fair Their wealth flows in beyond their hopes And oft without their Care T' opprese the weak their lofty pride No scruple feels nor shame They dare Heav'n to blaspheme and blast Freely the Good man's Name This gives disturbance to his thoughts And makes his tears to flow And now he doubts whether God knows Or minds what 's done below Th' ungodly are the prosp'rous men Grow rich and thrive amain I 've wash'd my hands in Innocence And cleans'd my heart in vain For every Morn my plague's renew'd In grief whole days I spend But stay such words against the Faith Of all good men offend Part II. I oft debated with my self God's ways of Providence I found the search too hard and doubts Long kept me in suspence Till coming to God's House I there Did my Mistakes amend Before I view'd their way but now I understood their end I saw the slippery precipice On which their feet were plac'd And with what terrours seiz'd when down To sudden ruine cast Their happiness was like a dream Which waking vanishes Lord what a Beast was I to vex My self at their Success For still I was thy care by thee Sustain'd tho' suffering Thy Counsels they shall
Sihon and Og he smote And made their fruitfull Land Fall to his Peoples Lot His Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last He sav'd us when our State Was low and sore opprest Food to all flesh he gives The God of Heav'n be blest Whose Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last PSALM CXXXVI Another Metre As the 113 Psalm REnder and oft your thanks repeat To God who is as Good as Great To every Age his Meroy's sure To him your chearfull Praises sing Whom Angels worship as their King Whese Mercy always do's endure To him whom highest Princes own By low prostrations at his Throne To every Age his Merey's sure To him whose wond'rous Works declate His Pow'r to be beyond compare Whose Mercy always do's endure His Wisdom when the Heav'ns you view Their Brightness and their Order shew To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who laid the Seas below The Earth which they can ne'er o'erflow Whose Mercy always do's endure To him who out of Night's dull shade To cheer the World great Lights has made To every Age his Mercy 's sure The Sun that gives us quick'ning heat And Light out Labours to compleat His Mercy always do's endure The Moon and Stars when down we lie For our Repose its place supply To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who by a Vengeance due All the First-born in Egypt slew Whofe Mercy always do's endure Then Isr'el whom they long detain'd In cruel Bondage freedom gain'd To every Age his Mercy 's sure All this by a strong hand was done A Pow'r none could resist or shun His Mercy always do's endure Part II. When after this fear seiz'd their hearts The Red-sea severed into parts To every Age his Mercy 's sure And like a Wall on either hand Till they pass through the Waters stand His Mercy always do's endure Here hardened Phar'oh and his Host That follow'd them were sunk and lost To every Ate his Mercy 's sure His People thro' the Desart led By Miracles were daily fed His Mercy always do's endure He smote great Kings that did withstand Their passage to the promis'd Land To every Age his Mercy 's sure Tho' fam'd for prowess they could gain No Victories but all were slain His Mercy always do's endure Sihon for War of greatest note King of fierce Amorites he smote To every Age his Mercy 's sure And Bashan's Tyrant Og o'ercame For height a Gyant of great Name His Mercy always do's endure To give their Land he did engage For a perpetual Heritage To every Age his Mercy 's sure This Heritage fell to our Lot Who had not then our God forgot Whose Mercy always do's endure Who pity'd our sed State when Sin Might have thrown out whom he brought in To every Age his Mercy 's sure And when subdu'd oft heard our Cries And sav'd us from our Enemies His Mercy always do's endure He satisfies all flesh with food All Creatures wants supplies with good To every Age his Mercy 's sure Then with the highest Notes of Praise Our thanks to Heav'n's great God let 's raise Whose Mercy always do's endure To thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost blest Three in one Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad No rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst Sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad Nor rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill May I be dumb and find no voice Unless thy ruines to deplore And find no Joy It 's all prosane Till God Jerusalom restore Forget not then th' accursed Race Of Edom Lord who without pity Rejoyeing o'er its ruines cry'd Rase the Foundations of the City Nor boast too much proud Babylon whose turn to be destroy'd do's hasts O may he prosper who repays What 's done to us and lays thee waste Blest Hand that from their Mother's breasts Spares not to snatch thy little ones And harm from savage Race prevents By dashing them against the Stones PSALM CXXXVIII TO magnify the Lord my Soul Thy best affections raise Angels shall hear my Songs and be The Partners of my praise Within thy Church thy constant Truth And Goodness I 'll proclaim These raise my Wonder and advance The Glories of thy Name In my distress to thee I cry'd And thou my Pray'r didst hear Thou didst support me with thy strength And with thy Comforts cheer Kings shall thy promis'd goodness know And take occasion thence To ptaise thy Mercy and admire Thy ways of Providence God from his high and glorious Throne The lowly views and owns But scorns the proud and on their height With Indignation frowns Thy former Kindnesses prevent My fears when in distress Thy hand shall save me from my Foes Thy Pow'r their wrath repress Thy never-sailing Goodness will Compleat what is begun O never suffer thine own Work Nor me to be undone PSALM CXXXIX As the 100 Psalm LORD when I have to do with thee In vain l seek to be conceal'd Thou know'st me perfectly to thee My very thoughts are all reveal'd Both when I sit and when I rise My walking and my lying down To thee my works and all my words Better than to my self are known On every side within the reach Of thine incircling Arm I lie Whose force I neither can resist Nor scape the notice of thine Eye Whither can I retire
The good things of his promis'd land But evil doers have their doom To be cut off by God's just hand Part II. The wicked's ruine in a while Thou l't see and if the place thou mind Where once thou saw'st him flourishing Nothing remaining of him find Then shall the meek whom they oppress'd Possess the Land and with increase Of all good things their lives be blest And nothing shall disturb their peace The wicked in mischievous plots Enrag'd against the just combines But God who sees his ruine near Derides both him and his designs Tho' he stands ready arm'd to slay The poor and harmless innocent His Arms shall turn against himself And serve for his own Punishment Think not mere wealth makes happy men That little which contents the poor Is better far than wicked men's Ill-got or ill-imployed Store The wicked's pow'r tho' ne'er so great God will in pieces surely break But good men by his potent Arm Shall be upheld tho' ne'er so weak The days which they in sorrow pass And patient waiting God regards And with his promis'd happiness Them and their children he rewards In evil times they shall not blush That all their hopes on God rely'd In days of Famine by his care They shall be sure to be supply'd Part III. God's enemies when thriving most Shall perish by his angry Stroak Like fat of Lambs on th' Altar laid Consume and vanish into smoak These freely borrow to grow rich Never intending to restore The Righteous man as freely lends And parts with Wealth to help the poor The blessings of the promis'd land By them and theirs shall be enjoy'd The other followed with God's Curse Be rooted out and quite destroy'd The Lord directs a good Man's steps And he delighteth in his way He is not ruin'd by his falls God's pow'r is his Support and Stay In all th' experience of my Life That Lib'ral Man I ne'er could see Whose Alms expos'd himself to want Or brought his Race to Beggary He 's ever merciful and lends And thus his seed a Blessing gain Wouldst thou in peace and safety dwell Do good and from all sin abstain For God whose Nature 's good and just Those who are like himself will own They shall continue when the Race Of wicked men is overthrown Part IV. Sure Title to the promis'd Land The Good and Just can onely plead And to their pious Seed intail Its blessings after they are dead Wise and just precepts he instills Mens minds to form and manners guide And since God's Law he loves and makes His Rule his goings shall not slide The wicked plots against the just And lies in wait to ruine them God will not leave them in his pow'r Nor as he judges them condemn Wait then on God and keep his way So shall his promis'd blessings be Thy portion and when thou art rais'd The wicked's ruine thou shalt see I 've seen the wicked rise to pow'r Flourish like Lawrels ever green But suddenly their ruine came And no remainder could be seen Mark but the good and perfect Man And him that 's upright in his way Mercy attends his happy Life And quiet peace concludes his days But bold Transgressors shall not long Escape God's sad but righteous doom Whose utter extirpation At last shall with a vengeance come Mean while the Lord will never fail The Good and Just to save and bless Who may securely on his strength Rely for Succours in distress He 'll surely help them in their need And be their rescue from th' unjust His Truth and Honour is ingag'd To save them for in him they trust PSALM XXXVII Another Metre LET none be troubled to behold The wicked's prosperous State Nor by their good Success grow bold Their crimes to imitate For Grass is fresh and green before The Mower cuts it down And beauteous flow'rs within a while Are withered by the Sun He 's wise that 's doing good and on God's goodness do's rely Thus thy Enjoyments he 'll secure Thy just desires supply Leave thy concerns to him in firm Dependance on him live He 'll either grant what thou wouldst have Or what is better give Tho' slanderous tongues should like a cloud Thy righteousness obscure He 'll clear thy innocence the Light Shall not appear more pure In silence for God's Mercies wait Thy self by no means fret Tho' bad men thrive or by ill Arts What fain they would have get If Anger in thy breast arise Check it when 't first begins Lest it boil up to wrath and thou Be hurried to their sins They shall possess who wait on God Good things i' th' promis'd Land But evil do'ers are doom'd to be Cut off by God's just hand Part II. Soon shall the wicked's ruine come And if the place thou mind Where once thou saw'st him flourishing Nothing remaining find Then shall the injur'd meek possess The Land and with increase Of all good things their Lives be blest And none disturb their peace The wicked in Mischievous plots Against the just combines But God who sees his ruine near Will laugh at his designs Tho' he stand ready arm'd to slay The poor and innocent His arms shall wound himself and serve For his own punishment Think not mere wealth makes happy men For what contents the poor Is better than bad men's ill-got Or ill-employed store God will the wicked's pow'r tho' greats In pieces surely break But good men by his Arm shall be Upheld tho' ne'er so weak Their patient waiting and their days Of Sorrow God regards And with his promis'd happiness Them and their seed rewards They shall not blush that in ill times Their hopes on God rely'd In days of Famine by his care They shall be still supply'd Part III. God's Enemies when thriving most Shall perish by his Stroak Like fat of Lambs consume away And vanish into Smoak These freely borrow to grow rich Not meaning to restore The righteous man as freely parts With wealth to help the poor The Blessings of the Earth by them And theirs shall be enjoy'd The other curs'd of God shall be Cut off and quite destroy'd The Lord that guides a good man's steps Delighteth in his way He is not ruin'd by his falls God's pow'r will be his stay In all my Life I never yet That lib'ral man could see Whose Alms expos'd himself to want Or Race to Beggary He mercifully lends and thus His seed a Blessing gain If thou would'st safely dwell do good And from all Sin refrain God that is good and just will those That him resemble own They shall continue when the Race Of bad men is o'erthrown Part IV. Sure Title to the promis'd Land The Just can onely plead And to their pious seed entail Its Blessings when they 're dead Wise precepts he instills men's minds To form and manners guide And since he makes God's Law his Rule His goings shall not slide The wicked plot against the just And wait to ruine them God will not
flouting ask where 's now Thy God thou wretch forlorn Why should I cherish these sad thoughts Whence nought but trouble flows Since you procure not what I wish Hinder not my repose I 've learnt this Remedy to keep My Passions calm and still I 'm nearer help by hope in God And a resigned will PSALM XLIII At the 100 Psalm THou Righteous Judge of all the world Be thou my gracious Advocate And clear mine Innocence from those Whose craft is equal to their hate Why Lord dost thou with-hold that pow'r On which my soul alone relies And look'st not on my mournful State Opprest by cruel Enemies Thy Mercy and thy Truth display That by the Conduct of thy Light Thy Courts I may attain and there May have of thee a fuller sight T' approach thine Altar would revive My Soul and all my Gladness raise Where I thy Goodness would proclaim With all the Instruments of praise Why should I entertain sad thoughts Whence nothing but Disturbance flows Since they procure not what I wish Why should they hinder my repose I 've learnt this Remedy at last To keep my Passions calm and still I 'm nearer help by hope in God And resignation to his will PSALM XLIII Another Metre GReat Judge of all the world be thou craft My gracious Advocate To plead my cause ' gainst those whose pow'r Is equal to their hate Why Lord dost thou with-hold that On which my Soul relies And look'st not on my State oppress'd By cruel Enemies Thy Mercy and thy Truth display That guided by thy Light I may attain thy Courts and have Of thee a fuller fight 'T approach thine Altar would revive My soul my joys would raise Where I thy Goodness would proclaim With Instruments of praise Why should I entertain sad thoughts Whence nought but trouble flows Since you procure not what I wish Hinder not my repose I 've learnt this Remedy to keep My Passions calm and still I 'm nearer help by hope in God And a resigned will PSALM XLIV As the 100 Psalm THE wonders Lord thou didst of old We 've often heard our Fathers tell To plant thy People in their land How thou the Heathen didst expel Their speedy Conquests were not gain'd By their own Valour or their Sword But by the presence of thy Pow'r And special favour of the Lord. O God my King save Jacob's Seed Whose pow'rful word alone can do t Then shall our foes before us fall And we shall tread them under-foot It is not by our Sword or bow We hope to conquer but by thee By whom so oft we have been sav'd And they oft made with shame to flee In God we glory and we praise Thy Name yet now our case deplore Thy presence is withdrawn that us'd To head our Armies heretofore Cast off by thee our Courage fails Our Enemies with ease us foil We turn our backs and they come on With greedy haste to take the spoil Like Sheep design'd for slaughter some Fall into cruel Butchers hands Others led Captive are dispers'd In far remote and Heathen Lands Disown'd by God by all despis'd Like vilest Slaves they 're sold and bought And being priz'd as little worth Their owners part with them for nought We 're to our Neighbours a reproach To all about a Laughing-Stock The Heathens by-word when they speak When Signs they only make their mock Part II. The Ignominy of our State Confounds me with perpetual shame To hear the Scoffs wherewith our foes Reproach us and blaspheme thy Name Our onely Comfort is tho' all These Miseries are our sad Lot We 've not been false unto our God Him or his Covenant forgot We have not entertain'd worse thoughts Nor thy Religion less have lov'd Nor hitherto our steps have balk'd Thy way nor we Apostates prov'd Tho' broke and shatter'd where not men But Dragons rather fury breath Our state is utterly forlorn And dismal like the shades of Death Had we to Worship God forgot Or pray'd to their false Deities God's Vengeance we had not escap'd Who all our secret thoughts espies That for thy sake we 're daily kill'd Like butcher'd sheep is seen by all When rather than forsake our God We chuse his Sacrifice to fall Awake and rise for our defence Thy long neglected people own No more displeasure show when we Under such sad oppressions groan Lower we cannot lie the ground And we one Body seem to make Rise for our help and raise us up Oh save us for thy Mercies sake PSALM XLV As the 100 Psalm DIvinely now inspir'd I 'll sing The Praises of a Mighty King What I recite shall flow so fast No Scribes quick pen can make such haste O Glorious King thy form divine Created Beauties do's out-shine All Graces on thy Lips are pour'd On thee Eternal Blessings showr'd Gird thy bright sword upon thy thigh The Ornament of Majesty Like an illustrious Prince appear And shew how great thy Glories are Ride on in triumph and maintain The Vertues that adorn thy train Wrong'd Meekness Truth and Equity Look onely for support from thee Thine Enemies amazed stand Struck with the terrour of thy hand Who needs must fall since thy keen darts Will find a passage to their hearts Thy Throne O God is fixed sure Thy Kingdom ever shall endure Thy Laws the Scepter in thy hand Oppress not those whom they command Sin thou dost hate but justice love Therefore thy Glories far above Thy Fellows shine thy God has shed More Oil of Gladness on thy head Part II. None ever did appear so glad In Nuptial Garments richly clad So fragrant from th' Ivory rooms As if made up of mere perfumes Daughters of Kings did not disdain T' attend among the princely train The Royal Bride at thy right hand In purest Gold array'd did stand Great Queen thou wilt be happier yet If thou 'lt thy Country's Rites forget The King will prize thy Beauty more For he 's that Lord thou must adore Rich Tyre and those of greatest port With presents shall thy favour court Thy Mind all graces do's infold More splendid than thy cloth of Gold She to the King in raiment wrought With rich embroid'ry shall be brought Her Maids of Honour after go Attending in the pompous show Whom they with forward joy shall bring Into the Palace of the King Instead of Parents from thy Womb Princes to rule the Earth shall come And this my Song shall make thy Name Survive Great King and spread thy Fame Thee future Ages shall adore And praise till time shall be no more PSALM XLVI TH' Almighty Lord is our defence The Strength whereby we stand When Troubles their approaches make His help is still at hand Our Faith may then remain unmov'd Tho' th' Earth should be displac'd Or tho' into the Sea's vast Gulph The Mountains should be cast Altho' the Ocean's troubled waves A frightful noise should make Should rise and swell unto the Clouds And cause the Hills to shake There is
a quiet stream makes glad The City of the Lord His presence shall secure her peave And timely help afford The Nations rage and threaten War But God is on our side One word of his dissolves their force And daunts their swelling pride See what his hand has done it draws The Sword out of its sheath Which while he gives it leave triumphs In Slaughter and in Death Then by another word he makes Destructive wars to cease He breaks their Arms the Bow and Spear And crowns the Earth with peace Cease then fond man to strive with God Whose Pow'r is over all For fear he should exalt himself In your unpitied fall This is our Glory that the Lord Of Hosts is on our side We in his Care as in a Forts In Safety shall abide PSALM XLVII O All ye people clap your hands And make a joyful noise With Acclamations to your God Declare your inward joys His high Perfections do proclaim Him greatly to be fear'd This King of all the world commands Your Honour and regard By him o'er warlike Nations we Our Conquests do advance And he this happy Land has chose For our Inheritance Here he resides too and in this All People we excell A signal Token 't is of Love When God with us will dwell In a triumphant state our Lord This Holy Place ascends Loud noise of trumpets all the while Our shouts of joy attends Sing chearful praises to our God Sing Praises to our King He 's Lord of all the Earth his praise With understanding sing He makes the Heathen feel his pow'r And him their Sov'reign own He seats himself upon the Ark As on his Holy Throne Rulers and People at set times Do all assemble here And whilst they worship Abr'ham's God From foes no danger fear God who their safety undertakes Superior is to all His Rule extends o'er those whom men The Earth's Defenders call PSALM XLVIII As the 100 Psalm GReat Praises to the greatest Lord Are due from none so much as those Of his own City in that Mount He for his solemn worship chose For Situation the whole Land None so delightful do's afford Seen Northward of Jerusalem The City of our Mighty Lord. As in a Royal Palace there God keeps his solemn Residence His Divine presence makes it safe No Fort can give it such defence The Forces of Confed ' rate Kings Drew near this City to attack They saw it and like men amaz'd In great Confusion hasted back Terrour and fear seiz'd all their Host No child-bed throws come on so fast Such as the Mariners feel whose ships Tost by fierce Tempests break at last God's City has such wonders seen As heretofore our Fathers told His Mercy which has sav'd us now Will still protect and it uphold Part II. Not trusting to our Arms or Forts We to thy Temple did repair Thought on thy Love and waited there What God would do by humble pray'r Thy Name 's the Lord of Hosts we found Thee so in our Deliverance And all the World thy glorious pow'r In chearful Praises will advance Thy hand for works of Mercy Lord As well as Justice is renown'd Let Sion then begin her Songs Follow'd By Judah's cities round Go round the Holy Mount her Tow'rs Her Palaces and Bullwarks view All are intire and with what Care 'T has been by Heav'n preserved shew Record it too that after times May trust in God whom we have try'd Then he who now our Guard has been Will ever be our God and Guide PSALM XLIX As the 100 Psalm LET all the People round the Earth Their Ears with great attention bow To words that equally concern Both rich and poor both high and low Wise and grave Maxims I lay down And with attention quick and sharp My self will listen while they 're sung To the soft Musick of my Harp Why should the Man who trusts in God Affright himself with needless fear In days of evil when Old Age Approaches or when Death draws near Vain men applaud their Stores yet none His Brother can from dying save Life's purchase is too great no wealth Can buy our freedom from the Grave The Ashes of the Wise and Good With Fools together mingled lie The Rich tho' loth to go must leave The World with all their wealth and die Part II. Some think on houses that they build Their Fame eternally shall stand And to preserve their Memory Give their own Names unto their Land Death levels all their State with Beasts Makes all their splendid Titles fade Yet their posterity approves The Follies and Mistakes they made Driv'n to the Grave like sheep their strength And beauty quite consum'd away They in Death's Fold shall lie â—nclos'd Till the great Resurrection-Day A Day in which the Just shall reign And o'er the Bad Dominion have Then I shall be receiv'd to bliss After I 'm raised from the Grave Be not concern'd when one 's made rich Or honour'd here for when he dies Naked he goes away from hence And stript of all his Glory lies Tho' whilst he liv'd he bless'd himself And other Men are apt to praise His prudent Management who strives His Wealth or Family to raise It 's folly all since he must tread The Path his Fathers went before And in the Place where now he dwells Never see Light or Comfort more Man that to Honour is advanc'd And with true Wisdom is not blest Tho' pleas'd with faise and flatt'ring hopes Shall die and perish like a Beast PSALM XLIX Another Metre ALL People round the Earth your ears With needful list'ning bow My words concern both rich and poor Alike both high and low Wise and grave Maxims I compose And with attention sharp My self will listen whilst they 're sung To my Melodious Harp Wherefore should he that trusts in God Affright himself with fear In evil days to see Old Age Approach or Death draw near Men boast their Stores and yet none can From Death his Brother save Life's purchase is too great to buy Our Freedom from the Grave The Ashes of die wise with fools Together mingled lie The Rich tho' loth must leave the world With all their wealth and die Some think on houses that they build Their Fame shall ever stand And that their Names may not be lost They give them to their Land Death levels all their pomp with beasts Makes all their Titles fade Yet their posterity approves All the mistakes they made Part II. Driv'n to the grave like sheep men's strength And Beauty fades away And there shall lie inclosed till The Resurrection Day Then shall the Just men reign and o'er The Bad Dominion have Then I shall be receiv'd to bliss When raised from the Grave Envy not him that 's glorious here Or rich for when he dies Naked he goes away and stript Of all his Glory lies Tho' whilst he liv'd he bless'd himself And men are apt to praise That prudent Management which wealth And Families do's raise It 's
pow'r If God will me defend My Feet his paths shall tread my Life I 'll in his service spend PSALM LVII LOrd since I trust in thee alone Mercy to me extend I fly for Shelter to thy wings Till all my troubles end To him whose pow'r is over all In my distress I 'll cry Since thou hast sav'd me heretofore Thy help will still be nigh He will employ his heav'nly aids And save me by his Pow'r Put those to shame who would my Life With greedy haste devour God's Mercy and his Truth 's engag'd For my security Tho' rather among cruel Beasts Than Men inclos'd I lie They breath mere flames their teeth are spears Their tongue a sharpned sword Exalt thy self ' bove Heav'n and Earth In my Deliv'rance Lord. When with the Fowlers treach'rous Arts My ruine was prepar'd Their Pits occasion'd their own fall Their Gins themselves insnar'd My heart O God is now prepar'd And this my Tongue shall raise Which with my Harp shall early sing A Consort to thy Praise The Great Salvation thou hast wrought I 'll to the World proclaim The scattered Nations shall assist My Songs to spread thy same Thy Mercy reaches to the Heav'ns Thy Truth unto the Skies Then let thy Glories Lord above Both Earth and Heaven rise PSALM LVIII As the 100 Psalm YE that administer affairs And Judges in great councils sit Do ye just Sentences pronounce And Righteous Men with care acquit So far from this when all things should In equal Balances be weigh'd You practise open Violence By your corrupt affections sway'd But 't is no wonder since you were Deprav'd almost as soon as born A wicked brood train'd up to lye To flatter and all Truth to scorn Your venom'd Tongues strike at my Life No Serpent deadlier poyson bears To all true Information deaf The Asp it 's said thus stops her ears In vain on that which will not hear Charmers employ their Magick-skill And all reproofs on you are lost Who are unjust by Stubborn will But tho' there 's nothing can correct Yet Lord their wickedness disarm When they like Lions fiercely rage Leave them no pow'r to do me harm Part II. May all the wicked's power fail Like hasty show'rs as quickly spent Their Arrows prove like broken reeds When e'er their Bow 's for Mischief bent Like Snails so let them melt away Or those untimely births begun With painful throes the Mothers feel Which die before they see the Sun You 're ready to devour the poor Like thorns prepar'd to seeth a pot When by a furious Tempest rais'd All 's swept away before it 's hot This Righteous Veng'ance shall provoke The Joys and Triumphs of the Good As o'er the slain with Victory They pass and dip their feet in blood And all that see it will confess That God men's actions do's regard And will not fail as they deserve Either to punish or reward PSALM LIX As the 100 Psalm LOrd save me from mine Enemies From those that now against me rise Workers of Wickedness whose rage Blood must and onely mine asswage Lo how the mighty Men are met And with strong Guards my house beset To take away my Life they wait Who by no Crime deserve their hate Thou see'st how busily they run And Lord thou know'st I 've nothing done Thou who hast oft my helper been Behold what dangers I am in What 's all their force who thus combine Lord God of Hosts compar'd with thine Spare not these Heathens who profess They 're thine but wickedly transgress When I their Malice scape by Day They come at Evening for their prey Which they like growling Dogs do watch And hunt the City round to catch Their Malice bursts out with their words They talk of naught but death and swords For who say they minds what we do Thou Lord and wilt deride them too Expos'd to all men's Scorn they 'll be Who shall their hopes defeated see Tho' strong they are on God I 'll wait Who will defend me from their hate Part II. My gracious God will now prevent My ruine upon which they re bent And by my strange escape compleat My wish in their as strange defeat I wish not they at once were slain This would be soon forgot again If onely scatter'd and brought low Their lasting shame thy pow'r would show Since their audacious Blasphemies Their Execrations Oaths and lyes Are sins whereof their Mouths are full Just Vengeance on their heads they 'll pull Thus wandring let them pine and waste And perish in thy wrath at last That there 's a God then all will know Who governs every thing below Now let them come as heretofore Watch like a growling Dog my door Or hunt me round in every street A plague like to it let them meet Forc'd like a Dog that fain would eat To wander up and down for meat And pass whole nights in sad complaints That none do's satisfie their wants But whilst they make a howling noise I 'll early raise my praising voice Proclaim God's Care and Providence in straits my refuge and defence I 'll praise thee now my danger 's o'er My strength to whom I pray'd before Thy Mercy ever sing and shew To which my Life and Safety 's due PSALM LX. IN just displeasure for our sins Deserted we have lain Our pow'rs all broken and dispers'd Lord turn to us again Our Land by sad Divisions torn Do's strange Convulsions feel The Breaches by our Folly made Thy hand can onely heal So heavy have our sorrows been And such amazement wrought As if of deadly wine w 'had drank A stupifying draught But God his promise to fulfill An Ensign do's advance To which the Righteous may repair And find deliverance That thy beloved may obtain A Saviour in their need In answer to my servent pray'rs Thy timely succours speed Part II. God's sacred promise pass'd now makes My hopes depend on thee The Land that round Samaria lies Submits it self to me The rest of Israel's Tribes unite To own my righteous Cause Ephraim's my chiefest strength for War Judah supports my Laws Moab and Edom as vile slaves To serve me will be glad Philistia meet her conqu'ring Lord And to his Triumphs add Who then will lead me to that Hold On Edom's Frontiers lies So strongly fenc'd ' gainst all assaults Which all my force defies The Lord will do 't who heretofore Refus'd our Arms to bless He 'll undertake our conduct now And crown it with Success Man's weakness helps in vain may we Thine aids in trouble meet Our hands shall do â—reat acts our foes Lie conquer'd at our feet PSALM LXI As the 100 Psalm REgard O Lord my pray'r and cry Tho' fore'd to fly in this distress T' th' utmost corner of the Land Yet thou canst hear and help no less My heart 's with sorrow overwhelm'd Be thou to me a safe retreat Where plac'd above my foes and fears I may enjoy a quiet Seat In all assaults thou
Resembling that of Heav'n above Where Brethren peacefully unite In sweet accord and hearty Love It 's like the precious Ointment pour'd On A aron's consecrated Head Which first ran down his Face and thence Unto his costly Vesture spread Like Dews that visit every Hill Or as the fruitfull Show'rs of Rain Tho' first on higher Grounds they fall Descend and water all the Plain None can express the Joys that meet Where Love and Amity abound Their Souls are fill'd with inward Peace Their prosp'rous State with blessing crown'd PSALM CXXXIII Another Metre O Happy Companies on Earth Resembling Heav'n above Where Brethren peacefully unite In sweet Accord and Love It 's like the precious Ointment pour'd Upon the High-priest's Head Which first ran down his Beard and thence T' his costly Garments spread Like Dews that visit every Hill Or fruitfull Show'rs of Rain Tho' first on higher Grounds they fall Thence water all the Plain None can express the Joys that meet Where mutual Love is found Their Souls are fill'd with inward Peace Their State with blessing crown'd PSALM CXXXIV As the 100 Psalm YE Servants of th' Eternal Lord Who early at his Temple wait And there your late attendance give See that his Name ye celebrate And as that Holy place requires Pure hands in your Devotions raise To all your other Off ' rings joyn The gratefull Sacrifice of Praise God the great Maker of the World As great in Goodness as in Pow'r Give gracious Answerd to thy Pray'rs And blese his People every Hour PSALM CXXXIV Another Metre YE Servants of the Lord above Who at his Temple wait See that before the rising Sun His Name ye celebrate And in that Holy place pure hands In your Devotions raise To all your other Off ' rings joyn The Sacrifice of Praise The Lord that made the World as great In Goodness as in Pow'r Give ear to thy requests and bless His People every Hour PSALM CXXXV YE Servants of th' Almighty Lord That Heav'n and Earth did frame Who at his House and Altar wait Praise ye his Glorious Name O let the Goodness of the Lord Your best Affections raise Your inward Pleasure will increase Together with your Praise Ye Isra'elites have greatest cause To praise him and rejoyce You that are dearer unto God His Treasure and his Choice In him do all Perfections meet His greatness knows no bound What e'er by other Gods is claimed In him alone is found His Pow'r created all at first His Pleasure rules them still His uncontrolled mind the Heav'n The Earth and Seas fulfil By undiscerned Force he makes The Vapours to arise Which frame the Clouds where Fire unquench'd Mingled with Water lies From thence the dreadfull lightnings burst And rains are poured down He brings his boist'rous winds and storms From Treasuries unknown He the first-born of man and beast At once in Egypt slew Whose King and Court by fearfull plagues His wond'rous Power knew Part II. He smote great Nations and slew Kings That Potent Sceptres sway'd Sihon and Og ' mong these for War The greatest Figure made All Can'an's Kingdoms too at last With all their Kings he smote Whose rich and pleasant Land became Our Heritage and Lot Supported by such glorions Works Thy Fame can never die But thy Memorial shall endure To all Eternity Tho' God's offending People may Under oppression mourn He 'll take their part and all his wrath Shall into kindness turn The Heathen Idols Silver are Or Gold at best and thence Derive their worth but are no Gods Since void of Life or Sense For tho' the Maker forns an Eye A Mouth or other part He cannot give them Sight or Breath Motion or Life by Art Fond men with hands to make a God To which our Knees should bow You trust what cannot help it self Statues have Sense like you O House of Isr'ael bless the Lord Ye Priests his praise proclaim Bless him ye Levites and let all That fear him do the same 21 From Sion may his Songs of praise Sound forth with sweet accord He in this Holy City dwells O praise this Highest Lord. PSALM CXXXV Another Metre As the 148 Psalm YE Servants of the Lord That Heav'n and Earth did frame Who at his Altar wait Praise ye his Glorious Name His Goodness do's To this invite His praise will give The best delight Ye Isr'aelites are bound Greatly your God to bless Who unto Jacob did Such special Love express Whose Children still To God are dear His Treasure and Peculiar care In him all Glories meet His Greatness knows no bound What other Gods do claim In him alone is found Who as at first He all things made Still rules o'er all By all obey'd All things in Heav'n above Are subject to his Will The Earth and Seas below His pleasure do fulfil At his Command From the World's End Vapours to frame The Clouds ascend The dreadfull Flashes thence Of pointed Lightnings fly Those Fires remain unquench'd Tho' mix'd with Rains they lie He brings forth Winds That loudly blow From Treasuries Which none can know Part II. He the First-born of Man And Beast in Egypt slew Whose King and Court by plagues His wond'rous Power knew Great Nations then And Kings he smote Sihon and Og Of greatest note The Fate of Can'an's Kings And Kingdoms was the same All conquer'd and their Land Our Heritage became Thy Name and thy Memorial For ever Lord Continue shall Tho' God's own People may Suffer when they offend At last their Sorrows will In their Salvation end He 'll take the part Of those that mourn And all his wrath To kindness turn The Heathen Idols are Of vile Materials made Tho' by Man's Art with Gold Or Silver overlaid He forms a Mouth An Eye or Ear Which cannot speak Nor see nor hear Fond men to what their hands Have made their Knees to bend Much more to trust in what Cannot it self defend Brutes that have Life Are better for You without Sense Like Statues are O Isr'ael bless the Lord Ye Priests his praise proclaim Let Levi's House and all That fear him do the same From Sion sing With one accord There God resides Praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXXXVI As the 148 Psalm GIve thanks unto the Lord Who is so kind and good Whose Mercies firmly last As they have ever stood To this great King All Gods do bow Angels above And Pow'rs below His works our wonder raise The Heav'ns his wisdom made And he th' outstretched Earth Above the Waters laid He made the Sun The Day 's great Light The Moon and Stars To rule the Night Egypt ' s First-born he smote And by his pow'rfull Hand He brake off Isr'ael's Yoke And brought them from that Land His Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last The parted Sea made way For Israel to pass There the pursuing Host Of Phar'oh drowned was His People through The Desert led By Miracles Were daily fed Kings that oppos'd their way
on thee are fix'd My Trust is in thee still Do not abandon me to those That seek my Blood to spill Tho subtil Plots to ruine me Like snares the wicked lay Save me from those that would my Life To cruel hands betray May all their Gins for others laid Themselves alone insnare Whilst I escape the Nets they spread By God's preserving Care PSALM CXLII WITH servent Cries I did implore God's succour and relief In long and sad Complaints to him Unbosom'd all my grief From all the straits I 'm in God knows A way for me t' escape In every Path of mine is laid A secret Snare and Trap. I look on every side and find All hopes of safety gone Whilst all are careless of my Life Or fearfull of their own My Cries to thee O Lord shall tell What trust I have in thee Thou my sure refuge whilst I live My Portion thou shalt be Regard my low Estate and from My Persecutors save Whose hope in God is less than mine But much more Pow'r they have From this sad Prison set me free That I may praise thy Name Then all good Men shall joyn with me God's kindness to proclaim PSALM CXLIII REgard the fervent Pray'rs I make The Hopes I have in thee And Lord according to thy Truth And Goodness answer me Let not my failing be before Thy strict Tribunal try'd For Lord if thou should'st be severe None could be justify'd See how my Life 's pursu'd for me No safety can be found Forced to lie in Caves like one That 's buried under ground Grief has so overwhelm'd my Soul That stupid I am grown With horrour and amazement seiz'd My strength is overthrown This onely serves to raise me up As I am sinking lower To call to mind thy former works And lean upon pow'r I 'll ne'er cease asking till my soul Shall thy refreshments gain Thy mercy which I gasp for more Than thirsty ground for Rain Part II. My spirits sink while thou delay'st th' assistance I would have If God still frown on my requests 'T will sink me to the Grave The Night is witness of my Tears O let the joyfull Morning tell Thy Kindness towards me Lord be my Guide that I may find Be thou my refuge from their pow'r Who seek my overthrow Teach me my God to do thy will And let thy Spirit of Love Conduct me in the paths that lead To Happiness above Revive my fainting Soul thy Name And Honour to advance Thy Faithfulness will brightly shine In my deliverance That my vexation from my Foes May have a gracious End Destroy the Authors of my woes For I on thee depend PSALM CXLIV As the 100 Psalm BLest be the Lord die God of Might Who gives me strength and skill to fight He is my Goodness Tow'r and Fort Delive'rer shield and safe resort My trust 's in him 't was he compell'd Those to be subject who rebell'd I am amaz'd the great God can Honour so much a poor weak Man Vain Man whose Glories quickly fade Whose Life do's vanish like a shade Our Foes will soon their weakness own When th' Heav'ns make way and God comes down Their ruine's sure that God provoke Whose touch makes proudest Mountains His pointed Lightnings will create smoke Such fears their force will dissipate Lord rid me by thy Heav'nly aid From foreign Pow'rs that me invade Like swelling Waves their Numbers stand Threat'ning to overflow the Land Whose Words and Oaths will bear no Weight But break all Faith their Right-hands plight I 'm sav'd and on my Psaltery Will sing new Songs of Praise to thee Part II. In God alone the Victories Of Kings and all their safety lies I 'm ever bound to praise the Lord Who sav'd me from the hurtfull Sword Still save and rid me by thine aid From foreign Pow'rs that me invade Whose Words and Oaths are vain and light Who break all Faith their Right-hands plight May all things flourish with our peace Our Sons like Plants in their increase Our Daughters fair and proper grow As polish'd pillars beaut'eous show Our Garners full produce all store Our num'erous Flocks increase to more Our Oxen strong for Labour be Our Land from all invasions free No Cries of mournfull Exiles meet Nor no Complaints in any Street Blest People whom such Favours crown Thrice blest whom God for His do sown PSALM CXLV As the 100 Psalm I Will extoll thy sacred Name Thou King of Saints and God of Love I 'll bless thee daily now 't will be My work eternally above Our Praises should be high like thee Whose Greatness all our thoughts exceeds And what one Age do's not confine The next shall tell thy mighty Deeds I 'll shew the Glories of thy State And thy amazing Works proclaim All men that hear my Songs of Praise Shall gladly join to do the same And like the unexhausted Springs Of mercy so their Joys shall flow Their Tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thine abundant Goodness show Thou Lord art full of Grace and Love To Anger flow but glad to spare To all thy Creatures thou art kind O'er all thy tender Mercies are Thou Lord from all these Works of thinâ— Some thankfull Tribute do'st receive But where their Powers fail thy Praise Among thy Saints shall ever live These happy Subjects to declare Thy Kingdom 's Glory never cease That men the Triumphs of thy Grace May know and all thy pow'r confess Part II. Thy Kingdom Lord shall ever stand Tho' often undermin'd in vain Oppressed Goodness is sustain'd By thee when falling rais'd again All Creatures do expect from thee Supplies of seasonable Food Thy open-handed Bounty fills Their longings with desired Good God's Goodness and Fidelity In all his ways and works appear He gives kind Answers to their Pray'rs That call on him and are sincere There 's none that fear him need complain That they in vain have fought his aid He hears their Cries when in distress And saves them when they are afraid God's preservation shall reward The good Man's duty and his love But the bold Crimes of wicked Men Shall at the length their ruine prove Mean while thy Tongue shall be imploy'd Thy cheerfull Praises to proclaim Let all the World adore thy Pow'r And ever bless thy Holy Name PSALM CXLV Another Metre THY Sacred Name I will advance My King and God of Love I 'll bless thee now 't will be my work Eternally above Our Praises should be high like thee whose Greatness all exceeds One Age t' another shall declare And praise thy mighty Deeds I 'll shew the Glories of thy State Thy wond'rous Works proclaim All men that hear my Songs of Praise Shall joyn to do the same And as thy Mercy ever springs So shall their comforts flow Their tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thy great Goodness show Thou Lord art slow to wrath but full Of Love and glad to spare To all thy Creatures kind o'er all Thy tender Mercies are Some
time to do't's but short Ch. 19.v.1 Salvation to our God belongs Glory and Honour are his due His Pow'r supreme and all proclaim His Judgments to be just and true v. 2 He the great Whore has judg'd which did Corrupt with Idols every Land And has aveng'd the crying Blood Of his slain Servants at her hand v. 6 Now let both Heav'n and Earth aloud Their praising Hallelujah's sing For the Lord God Almighty reigns And shews himself a glorious King v. 17 In Honour of the Lamb of God Let 's triumph on his Nuptial day The time is come and his chast Bride Stands ready drest in rich Array HYMN V. Te Deum As the 25 Psalm O God we praise thee and we own Thee to be Lord and King alone All the whole Earth doth worship thee Thou Father from Eternity To thee all Angels loudly cry The Heav'ns and all the Pow'rs on high Cherubs and Seraphins proclaim And cry thrice Holy to thy Name Lord God of Hosts thy presence bright Fills Heav'n and Earth with beauteous light The Apostles glorious Company The Prophet's Fellowship praise thee The crowned Martyrs Noble Host The Holy Church in every Coast Thine infinite perfections own Father of Majesty unknown Giving all Adoration Unto thy true and onely Son And to the Holy Ghost from whom As the sole Spring our Comforts come O Christ thou glorious King we own Thee to be God's Eternal Son Who our Deliv'rance to obtain Did'st not the Virgins Womb disdain When Death 's sharp sting destroy'd by thee Gave thee a glorious Victory Heav'ns Gate that Entrance had deny'd To all Believers opened wide Part II Thou Lord at God's Right hand art plac'd And with thy Father's Glory grac'd And we believe the Day will come When thou as Judge shall pass our doom Promote we pray thy Servants good Redeemed with thy precious Blood Among thy Saints make them ascend To Glory that shall never End Thy People with Salvation crown Bless those O God that are thine own Govern and list them up on high Thee Lord we dily magnify Thy Name we worship and adore Ever when time shall be more Vouchsafe this Day to keep us pure From Harms and wilfull Sins secure O let thy Mercy Lord descend On us whose hopes on thee depend Lord since my Trust is fixt on thee O let me ne'er confounded be The Angels Doxology Luke 2. 14. As the 25 Psalm GLory to God in Heav'n above Let th' Earth below with Peace be blest From the Divine Benignity Greatest Good-will towards Men exprest To the common Tunes GLory to God in Heav'n above Let th' Earth with Peace be blest From the Divine Benignity Good-will tow'rds Men exprest As the 25 Psalm GLory to God in Heav'n Let th' Earth with Peace be blest From the Divine Benignity Good-will tow'rds Menexprest Gloria Patri As the 25 Psalm TO thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost whom we adore Be Glory as it was of Old Is now and shall be evermore To the common Tunes TO thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost we give Glory that was of Old is now And shall this World survive As the 25 Psalm TO thee O Father Son And Holy Ghost we give Glory that was of Old is now And shall this World outlive FINIS AN EXPLICATION OF Some WORDS Of less Common Use For the Benefit of the Common People Words less common Their Signification ACquired OBtained Audacious Bold daring Benignity Kindness bounty Celebrate Make renowned Climes Country's differing in length of days Congratulate Give one joy Defamation Discredit Detracting Lessening ones credit Diffusive Spreading wide Dissipate Disperse scatter Enhance Raise the value Enterr Bury Evade Escape Exert Put forth Fluid Yielding Ignominy Disgrace Impetums Hasty violent Infest Annoy molest Invoke Call upon Lower Sphere Meaner Estate Obnoxious Faulty guilty Orbs Spheres Bodies of round form Recesses Places out of view Revere To reverence Rude Mass Unshapen matter Splendid Bright shining Stupendious Astonishing Suppliant Petitioner Theam Matter of Discourse Traduce To slander defame Transfer To remove carry Uncessant Never ceasing Undeclining Not changing Unexhausted Never drawn dry A TABLE To find any PSALM Knowing its Beginning A. Psalm All People round the Earth your Ears 2n Met. 49 All the Earth's Praises to thy Name 8 As by Euphrates Streams we sat 137 B. Psalm EEhold my troubles Lord 70 Behold O Lord my sinfull Soul 2d Met. 51 Behold O Lord with savage Rage 79 Blest be the Lord the God of Might 144 Blest Fountain of my Joys for thee 2d Met. 42 Blest is the Man that fears the Lord 112 Blest is the Man whose fear of God 128 Blest is the Man whose tender Sense 41 Blest is the Man whose vertuous Steps 1 Bless thou the Lord my Soul his name 103 Bless thou the Lord my Soul to this 2d Met 104 By cheerfull Praises to his Name 106 C. Psalm CErtain it is that God is kind 73 Come let us all unite our Joys 95 Come let us with united Joys 2d Met. 95 D. Psalm DIvinely now inspir'd I 'll sing 45 Do not O Lord in our disiress 83 E. Psalm EArly O Lord my fainting Soul 63 F. Psalm FAlsly accus'd to thee I fly 17 Fools in their hearts have said no God 2d Met. 14 G. Psalm GIve thanks unto the Lord 136 God is my Saviour and my Light 27 God is my Shepherd who will see 23 God reigns let all the Earth rejoyce 2d Met. 97 God that so gracious a regard 2d Met. 116 God who my kind preserver is 34 Great Judge of all the World be thou 2d Met. 43 Great Praises to the greatest Lord 48 Great shepherd of good Jacob's Race 80 H. Psalm HAD not the Lord our Cause espous'd 24 Hear me O Lord my sure Defence 28 Hear me O Lord the great Support 4 He 's happy whom no wicked Mens 2d Met. r He that has God for his retreat 91 He who makes God his sure retreat 2d Met. 91 How beauteous is the place where thou 84 How long shall I complain like one 1st 2d Met. 13 How well are we imploy'd topraise 2d Met. 147 I. Psalm Iall my Love on thee bestow 18 If thou Lord dost not rise and help 12 I 'll list mine Eyes unto the Hills 121 In Just displeasure for our Sins 60 In my distress my Pray'rs and Cries 77 I trust in God why should I then 11 It 's sure that God is kind to those 2d Met. 73 I was resolv'd t' observe my ways 2d Met. 39 I will extoll thy sacred Name 145 L. Psalm LET all give thanks to God above 107 Let all the Earth their Voices raise 1 2 Met. 96 Let all the Earth with joy resound 66 Let all the Nations of the Earth 100 Let all the Nations of the World 117 Let all the People round the Earth 49 Let none be envious when he sees 37 Let none be troubled to behold 2d Met. 37 Let th' Earth