thankefull Tongue to preach abroad his praise A helpefull Hand to his poore Members kinde This triple-Tye is All yea This aâ—waies He most expects he best respects requires This pâ—yes all Debts This props all new deâ—ires 63. VVith holy Dauid thankefully to take The Cup of Sauing Health to blesse the Lord Recitall is Requitall thou must make His many Mercies to recount record Yea All his Blessings oft to ruminate Is thy best meanes Then to remunerate 64. But how vnthankefull England hast Thou bin For These all these Gods Mercies vnto Thee Amongst thy many others This One Sin Of grosse Ingratitude may iustly be A woefull witnesse how thou hast neglected Thy God and all his Goodnesse disrespected 65. How bruitishlie how like a sottish Swine Hast thou the Akornes of Gods mercies free Most rudelie rauen'd vp Ne're cast thy Eyne Vp to the Oke of Grace Life-giuing Tree Of Gods meere Mercy Bounty whence alone All these great Goods like Floods haue to thee flowne 66. How-farre vnlike the little Chickin gratefull VVhich euery drop it drinkes lookes vp to Heauen As if by Nature taught to hold most hatefull Ingratitude euen for least Blessings giuen But Thou than any Creature more vnkind Gods many mighty Gifts blot'st out of minde 67. For whereas Hee hath Loaded Thee with Loue VVitnesse those wondrous Mercies pre-recited Plenteouslie poured showred from Aboue Onely because his Loue in thee delighted Yet Thou thy Lord hast Loadèd with thy Crimes VVith Sins transcending Those of elder Times 68. And as himselfe bâ—'s Prophet doth complaine He like a Cart prest downe with sheâ—ues of Corne Long time hath scarce bin able to sustaine The waight of thy innumerous sins forborne Forborne I say with wondrous patience Not laying on thee Sins due recompence 69. VVith such paternall Longanimity Each day weeke moneth yea Yeare by yeare expecting Thy due Conuersion with Sincerity Thy Soules saluation Fatherlike affecting But all in vaine his gracious expectation VVas frustrate still by thy ill prouocation 70. So that as by another Prophet Hee Protests Hee is most wearie of Repenting And can no longer linger patient be From strict exact iudiciall Conuenting Of England and hir Sonnes foule sinnes before him VVho thus forgat for 's Goodnesse to adore him 71. And since the Musicke of his mercies sweet Could neither thy dull Heart nor deafe Eares charme To cause thee with due Laud his Loue to greet And so preuent th' euent of future harme Therefore the Thunder of his Iudgements fierce He now doth vow thy Heart shall plague and pierce 72. His prudent Iustice therefore thought not fit To Cockney or to Cocker thee in Sinne VVith too indulgent Silence still to sit But now to iudge thee iustlie will begin For stroakes of Loue to giue thee stripes of woâ— ' To make thy Cup with bitternesse oreflow 73. VVhich how effectually it came to passe Oh London London Thou canst witnesse be VVhen thy incensed God did late alas VVith a fierce Plague in iustice vifite thee Thy Beauty into Baldnesse quicklie turning Sweet tunes into sad tones Mirth into mourning 74. If euer Ieremies loud Lamentation For Captiuated Salems pitteous plight â—id in a Cittie find equiparation VVere personated pattern'd-out most right Oh then who Salems sorrow heard or knew Might thereby Londons loud Lamentings view 75. London I say which as Ierusalem VVas Queene and Lady of all other Citties Great Britaines Pride and precious Diadem A Subiect fit fot Panegyricke Ditties This faire Metropolis obiect of Eyes Abiect by sinne fild with sad Elegies 76. How didst thou London solitarie sit VVhiâ—h formerly with people full wast fild How didst thou London sadly Widow it Who wast of Prouinces the Princesse held How didst thou waile all day weepe sore all night Both night and day thy Cheekes with teares bedight 77. Yea how wast thou by thine owne Sonnes forsaken How were thy neighbouring Friends become thy Foes By frights and feares how wast thou ouertaken Oh hovv hadst thou want added to thy woes At home by Epidemicke Plague infected Abroad b' vnhospitable Friends neglected 78. Thy Gates and Streets most desolately left Gods fierce Destroying Angell smiting dead Whereby were Thousands of their liues bereft Thy Priests and People from thee frighted fled Thy Priests I say whose piety and Pittie Should haue redrest and drest thy wounded Cittie 79. But These and Those like heartlesse Harts were fled Spirituall Plastures Pastures thee denying Nothing more heard than Knells of Bells for Dead And cryes of Watery-Eyes for friends a dying For Friends yea Fathers whom they durst not see Nor as they would or should assistant be 80. Oh who is able rightly to relate Thy sad thy bad condition to condole When Death-Tryumphant sate in Chaire of State When his Dead-wounding Weapon Sicke and whole Yea Poore and Rich did to the Graue annexe Without distinction of or Age or Sexe 81. When nought was heard but loud alarm's for death When nought was seene but Trophies of his Spoiles When nought was felt or found but stifled breath To put a period to Liues restlesse Toyles VVhen all our Gallants-Coaches gaue large roome For ghastly-Coarses passage to the Tombe 82. VVhen Tombes into wide-gaping Pitts were turned VVhen wearing-Cloathes were Coffins made for many VVhen Parents Children Youngmen Maides All mourned VVhen All were frighted free from Feare not Any VVhenas instead of Signes each Houses doore A Red-Crosse and a Mournefull-Motto wore 83. VVhen buried Bodies in their Beds of Clay VVere piled-vp on heapes like Fagot-stackes VVhere All they mingle None they single lay Yea some Dead Corps due Dormitorie lackes VVhen None suruiu'd but might with Dauid say Thousands Ten Thousands Dead about him lay 84. VVhen thus I say thy Citty populous By that fierce Epidemicall destruction Waâ— made all most a Desert ruinous A Golgotha a Chaos oâ— Corruption When passions and Compassions reluctation Was tenter'd-vp to highest aggrauation 85. When these all these yea more than these mishaps Came flocking flâ—wing flying round about thee Besides worse feares of yet-worse After claps When horrouâ—s terrours were within without thee When â—uery minute euery Man did looke From hopelesse Life to be soone snatch'd and tooke 86. Theâ— oh euen then London like Niniuie In â—able Sack-cloth sobbing sighing satt In Fasts and Prayers a loud to Heauen did crie Wiâ—h conscioâ—s Coâ—sternaâ—ion falling flatt With â—â—e Subâ—ission true Contrition bending And vp to Heauen hir prest petitions sending 87. And Then euen then ô see and to admire The wondrous mercie of our Lord of Loue 〈◊〉 didst thâ—u supplicate desire Meâ—â—y and gracious pardon from aboue Nay sooner than thou calldst Hee answer gaue And while thouspak'st Hee heard and did thee saue 88. Yea He was found of Thee that sought'st Him not Hee ranne to thee who from him fast didst flie Hee minded thee though thou hadst him forgot And though thou wouldest not cur'd thy Maladie Yea though thou Him prouoked'st to
his face Yet He preuented Thee with his good Grace 89. 'T was not thy Fasts faint Fasts that he respected 'T was not thy hollow halfe Humiliation To be a day or two in Soule deiected Or rather seeming so for oftentation In Sack-Cloth sadly downe thy selfe to spread Or like a Bull-rush to hang-downe thy Head 90. Was This the Fast which God of Thee would haue Was This the humble-contrite Heart he asked Was This the true Repentance God did craue Oh no yet vnder Onely-This was masked Thy seeming sorrow weake Humiliation Yea in the midst of This much Prouocation 91. So that the Lord This iust complaint might make Of Vs and our best Acts iniquity Oh England what should I doe for thy sake Oh London what could I doe more for thee Thy Goodnesse being but like Cloudes i' th day Or Mornings-dew which passeth soone away 92. Oh 't was the Lords meere Mercy plenteous That Wee all wee were not consumed quite Because his sweet Compassions faile not Vs But are renew'd eued euery Morne and Night For when we call or Crie he heares vs straite Yea Hee on our Repentance oft doth waite 93. Oh Lord though our peruerse Iniquities Our great Transgressions 'gainst vs testifie Though our Back-slidings foule deformities Are growne vnto strange multiplicity Yet for thy Names-sake thou hast mercie showne In time of trouble We thy Truth haue knowne 94. Thou that acceptedst Ahabs faind Submission Thou that eâ—en pittiedst Hypocrites false Feares Hast kindly taken our but meane Contrition And botled-vp our few vnworthy Teares Thou Israels-Keeper stedfast Hope most kinde To doe vs good hast had vs still in minde 95. If what Benhadads Seruants said was true That Israells Kings were kind and gracious Kings Hovv much more sure canst Thou both say and shevv That from Heauens-King All Grace and Goodnesse springs Our Isr'ells King That Hee 's most kinde and sweet When Sinners Him vvith true Repentance meet 96. VVitnesse and euer vvitnesse may That loue Thâ—t wondrous Loue of His to Thee late knovvne That most admired Mercie from aboue To London latelie louelie seene and shovvne To thee ô London in thy wofull state VVhen Death and Dearth sought Thee to ruinate 97. VVhen sodainlie beyond all expectation The Lord in Loue did looke vpon thy woe And to his Glory and thy Admiration Th'ore flowing Flood-Gates of his Grace let-goe VVhereby full Streames of mercie issued out And soone refresht thy Citie round about 98. VVhereby I say thy weekelie Thousands were Brought dovvne to Hundreds Hundreds brought to Ten Thy Ten to One thy One to None thy Feare To safe Security vvas turn'd and Then For Mourning thou hadst Mirth for sorrow Joy For Sicknesse Health svveet Solace for Annoy 99. Thy Streets vvere then re-peopled and replenisht And Girles and Boyes vvithin thy Walls re-sporting Thy teares dry'd-vp thy feares vvere from thee banisht Thy late fled-Sonnes and Daughters home resorting To their long-hoped Homes flocking amaine Thy Houses yea Gods Houses fild againe 100. Then thy sad Fasts into glad Feasts vvere turned Thy City fraught vvith Hir Inhabitants Then Joy possest the Hearts of those that mourned Plenty supply'd the place of vvoefull wants This vvas the Lord and t vvas most admirable This vvas our God vvhose Mercies are most stable 101. Nay yet a little stay and stand amazed In admiration of more Mercy yet VVherein the Lord is yet more to be praised For yet another wondrous Benefit VVherein vve may most visiblie perceiue God leaues not giuing till to aske wee leaue 102. But first oh and t is worst consider vvell Hovv vvell thou England didst requite thy God VVhose Grace vvhose Goodnesse thus did flovv excell So soone so sweetlie laying by his Rod Didst thou requite Him as he merited VVast thou made better humbler-spirited 103. Nay didst thou not Back-sliding England rather Rebelliouslie backe to thy Vomite hasten Didst thou not seeme to re-collect and gather More strength thy selfe to Sinne more firme to fasten And like the Snake late fâ—stred at the fire Hast festred All and re-incens'd Gods Ire 104. And since thy Heart grew so obdurate hard That Pharao-like nought but the Rod could tame thee That thy late pricking Plague thou dst not regard That neither Words nor Wounds would yet â—e-clameâ—t That nothing could thy hard heart mollifie But thou grewst worse and worse rebelliouslie 105. Since thou thy selfe thy Sinnes wouldst not bewaile And weâ— thy Heart and vveepe thy part in teares But would'st by Sinne thy Selfe thy Soule assaile And blocke it vp with blacke affrighting Feares Such Feares therefore forthwith vpon thee came As able vvere a stoutest Heart to tame 106. A Feare I say of Famines scarefull Fangs Of piercing Death by pining Dearth made hast With macerating fierce and pinching pangs Our Sins fat fullnesse foulenesse to lay waste Their Prouinder from pampered Colts to take More tame and tractable them thâ—s to make 107. God to this End did send vpon the Earth Such sad incessant Shewers vnseasonable Whose rainey Influence did menace Dearth And for our Sins vnkind vnreasonable Did poure vpon our Corne-fields most faire Fierce frequent Floods their beautie to impaire 108. Wherewith they waxing to the Haruesâ— vvhite And almost riâ—e and readie for the Sickle Were all so drencht nigh drown'd a pitteous sight With Heauen-shed-Teares which did in streames downetâ— That our glad Hope of Haruest iustlie left vs Sad Feare of Famine thereof quite bereft vs. 109. A dreaded Deluge on vs therefore growing And vve with doubtfull Danger all-suâ—rounded Huge Shewers of Raine from th' angrie Heauens flowing And all our Graine vvith Raine like to be drownded Then not till then our heart the Rods smart felt Our Rockey-hearts then into teares gan melt 110. Then like stiffe-necked Israell we did stoope Then our distresse forc'd vs to crie and call Then sighes and sorrowes made vs drop and droope Then vvere vve humbled and did humblie fall Before Gods Foot-stoole at his Mercy-seate And vveepe and vvaile for our offences great 111. Yea then I say our King religiouslie Publisht proclaim'd a Fast throughout the Land Then All were ordered in Humilitie With broken-hearts before the Lord to stand Mercie to craue and Reconciliation On true Repentance and due Reformation 112. And see oh see and neuer cease t' admire Gods infinite ineffable compassion Readier to giue than we are to desire Yea euen vpon appearance shape and fashion Of Penitence Humility and Feare See see how soone He lends and bends his eare 113. No sooner did our Griefe his Grace entreate No sooner did we prostrate promise make Sin to forsake but Hee in mercie great His Wrath forsooke his Kindnesse did re-take And on bare-promise oh t was bare indeed He did no farther in his vvrath proceed 114. For why Behold t is worth an Ecce trulie That very-day on which that Fast vvas kept Whereon the Kingdome vvas assembled dulie Wherein they All for
Sinne sincerelie wept God graciouslie the Sluice of Heauen did stop Immediatelie it ceast to raine one drop 115. When wee gan weepe the Heauens began to smile Whe wee were sad and sorrowfull for Sinne The Sunne began to laugh on vs the vvhile As if with vs it n'ere had angrie bin The Heauens grim cloudie Countenance grevv cleere And did our Hearts with happie Change re-cheere 116. From That day forward euen That very day Most extraordinarie cleare and faire It constantlie continued to display Without least intermission Sun-shine rare Till by Gods goodnesse and his fauour great It banisht Feare and made our Joy compleate 117. Vntill I say our Haruest happilie Not onelie in due season was possest But ô the Lords boundlesse Benignity Our Rarnes were All vvith great aboundance blest A Copious Croppe of euery kind of Graine Did vnto All men Euery where remaine 118. And is thy God ô England so propitious So prone so prest vvith mercies to embrace thee Vnto thee still so louinglie auspicious With so sweet Fauours graciouslie to grace thee How gratefully shouldst thou such Grace repay How should thy Heart thy thankes expresse alway 119. O how much care and Conscience should be shew'd So many marchlesse mercies faire to write In datelesse Rubrickes of pure Gratitude And there to keepe of them perpetuall sight And at so sweet a sight amaz'd to stand Admiring Gods great Loue vnto thy Land 120. And in this contemplating Admiration To praise the Lord and promise faithfullie To walke more worthie of so great Saluation To hate those Sins with zealous feruencie Which are the cursed Cause of all this Ill Which force perforce Gods anger 'gainst thee still 121. But oh ô woe I tremble to relate it O yet not yet doe All these Mercies moue thee And as for Iudgement Thou euen seemest to hate it Nothing availeth to reclaime reproue thee Thou neither wilt for Judgements or for Loue Forsake thy Sinnes or feare the Lord aboue 122. Well if his Rod may not reforme thy Riot Take heed and tremble for Hee hath an Axe Wherevvith he can thee quicklie quaile and quiet If thou in Sinne vvilt worse and worser vvaxe And if his Axe be laid to th' Roote ' o th' Tree O then without redemption vvoe is thee 123. Then He that vvith such Longanimitie Hath stood and knocked at thy hard-Hearts doore Will stay no longer but most angrilie As thou hast grieu'd his Spr'it Hee 'l grieue thee more Then thou shalt crie but Hee will giue no care Because when Hee did call Thou wouldst not heare 124. Then maist Thou feare least in his high displeasuâ— In stead of thy late dreaded Dearth of Bread He send a Famine fearefull out of measure Euen of his Word whereby the Soule is fed Without which Food the Soule will starue and die And be expos'd to vtmost Miserie 125. Oh then I say but ah good Lord forbid Our Candlestickes being from vs ta'ne away Our Soules caelestiall Light would quite be hid Our Feet at euery step would slip and stray Into the myre and Mudde of odious Errour And we made Subiects of all woe and Terrour 126. Then since we did our Fathers stripes deride Hee 'l giue vs ouer to his Seruants Rage A gap a gate He then will open wide To let in Foes whose furie to asswage Nought shall suffice till they Vs quite deuoure And Captiuate our Princes to their power 127. O England England call to mind these things Recant repent thy great Ingratitude Cease to incense Heauens glorious King of Kings Bâ—times returne before He thee exclude Oh yet t is time now then returne with speed Before his wrath to This extent proceed 128. Returne Returne I say Breake off thy Sinne Why wilt thou perish English Israell Oh now to sue for Sauing Grace begin To cease from Ill and trulie to doe well And which is most and best obedient be To All thy God in Ought commandeth thee 129. And what ô England vvhat doth God require What speciall Thing doth Hee from Thee expect O He hath tould and taught thee his desire What Sacrifice his Soule doth most affect Iustly to deale and Mercie to embrace Humbly to walke before his sacred Face 130. Iustice I say to Loue and doe what 's Right To doe to All vvhat thou 'd'st haue done to thee To haue a pious and a pitteous Sprite Wrongs to forgiue as thou'dst forgiuen be To walke before the Lord vvith Constancie And a pure Heart in true Humilitie 131. To pay those Vowes vvhich Thou to God didst make In bitternesse and sorrow of thy Heart That thou wouldst Sin yea All thy Sinnes forsake Yea from Sinnes Least Appearance to depart Sinnes nauseous Vomite to euaporate And n'ere with Dogges It re-ingurgitate 132. To search thy Heart to search and seeke and finde That traiterous Achan Sin-bane of thy Soule To pay and punish it in Jts due kinde The pride thereof to pull-dovvne and controule Thy selfe for Sin to iudge condemne arraigne So God thy Iudge from iudgement vvill abstaine 133. That so thou turning from thy Paths peruerse Thy God from thee may turne his Plagues away And his vindicatiue Verdict reuerse His heau'd-vp Hands from striking stroakes may stay That thou returning to his Courts of Grace He may returne to thee with Loues embrace 134. That as thou yerst in Sin didst take delight So now thy Loue may on the Lord be set That so thou mai'st be gracious in his sight Thy Sauiour hauing satisfi'd Thy Debt And by his Merits made Redintegration Twixt God and Thee for thy poore Soules saluation 135. Hee hath not dealt with euery Nation thus Nor haue the Heathen knowledge of his Law He hath not lou'd them as he loueth Vs Nor wrought or sought so many vvaies to draw Them from their Lusts vnto his Loâ—e and Lure As vnto Vs Vs to protect secure 136. For vvhich euen These All these blest Arguments These good these great these gracious signes of Loue For these All these vnpatternd Presidents Of boundles Bounty Mercie from aboue A holy Life an vpright Conuersation And thankefull Heart is best retaliation 137. These are the Twins that wins his Loue and fauour These onely make a Compleate Sacrifice This Franckincense and Myrrh hath sweetest sauour These make most aimable in Gods Eyes The Person and the Abel-like And into God new force of fauour strike 138. This Muâ—icke in Gods Eare doth sound most sweet This Picture pleaseth most his sacred sight This sauourie Meate is for Gods Palate meet This fragrant Poâ—ie doth his smell delight This siluer-tuned-string to strike and touch God most affects besides These ther 's none such 139. O then that Wee had Hearts as full of Praise As God hath Hands full fraught with blessings store O that our Hearts and Hands would ioyne alwaies Gods Goodnes Greatnesse duelie to a dore Like Jonathan and Dauid faithfullie Two indiuiduall Friends in Loyaltie 140. To publish and proclaime in Verse and
Goods as Gods doe most embrace But as for Vs our prest Petition Is for a free and full fruition Of Gods blest Beames of heauenly Grace 4. For This This brings to Mee more Pleasure My Heart Herein takes more delight Than They can find in all their Treasure Their Oyle and Wine in wondrous measure Whereon they plod to please their sight I being therefore safe secured Will rest in peace and sweetly sleepe Because I know and am afsured Gods Goodnesse hath me round-immured And Hee Hee onely will me keeâ—e Psalme 5. 1. VNto my submisse Supplication attend Lord lend thy gracious Eare be pleas'd be prest my voice to heare Regard from Heauen thy Habitation My Meditation 2. O hearken to my poore Petition my sacred God my soueraigne King for onely vnto Thee I bring In humble hearty due submission My Soules Contrition 3. Lord timely let me be respected for timâ—ly I to thee will call betimes ô heare and helpe withall On thee I waite to be protected And safe directâ—â— 4. For Thou ô God all gods excellest in Goodnesse and in Faithfulnesse and louest not least Wickednesse With wicked Workers Thou n're dwellest But Such repellest 5. Fond Fooles Thou euermore reiectest they dare not stand in thy blest sight and all that doe in Sinne delight Thou vtterly ô Lord neglectest And dis-respectest 6. The smoothing Flatterer soothing Lyer that calls Good Euill Euill Good The Homicide that thirsts for Blood God will in fine confound with Fire In his fierce Ire 7. But I will in thy Congregation in thy blest Temple Thee adore and trusting on thy Mercies store Expresse my Hearts Gratification With due Prostâ—â—tion 8. Lord guarde and guide and safe protect-mee in wonted Loue from all my Foes their Stratagems and Plots disclose In thy plaine Paths ô Lord direct-mee And still affect-mee 9. For in Them lightnesse lewdnesse raigneth their Hearts are fraught with frâ—ud and guile their Throate a gaping Graue most vile Theit lying Tongue no Truth retaineth But falsely fâ—ineth 10. Lord therefore let them quite be quelled let all their Counsailes come to nought despise disperse their ill-workes wrought For they against thee haue rebelled And proudly swelled 11. But Let all those whose expectation is fixt on Thee in Thee reioice and let thy Loue lift vp their voice In triumph and true admiration Of thy Saluation 12. For Thou thy Saints and Sons defendest and with thy Grace as with a shield to Them dost saf'ty succour yeeld On them Thou all thy blessings sendest And kindly tendest Psalme the 6. 1. LOrd in thine Jndignation And iust exasperation Correct not mine offence And though I blame doe merit Yet let me not inherit My Sinnes iust Recompence 2. But in thy Mercy rather Entreat me as a Father And mildly with me deale For all my Bones doe quiuer My flesh for feare doth shiuer My soâ—es Lord therefore heale 3. My Soule is also troubled My sorrowes thereby doubled With inward Griefe and Paine But oh good God be speedy To helpe Mee poore and needy Oh doe not long refraine 4. In wonted Grace be pleased To see my sorrowes eased Returne and pitty take No merit in me count-I But for thy boundles Bounty And thy meere mercies sake 5. For why If Death once take-vs And vitall-Breath forsake-vs Thy fame we cannot blaze And in the Pitt infernall Who can extoll th' Externall And his due Glory praise 6. My Soule with inward anguish In sighs and sobs doth languish And ready is to faint And for sweete Rest and Sleeping My Bed euen swinnes with Weeping Salt-shewers in Singes complaint 7. Through my incessant crying My Heart is oft neere dying My sight growes dimme and old In high despight displeasure To see in such high measure My foes so bad so bold 8. But now away ye wicked Which at Gods Grace haue kicked Be packing euery one For God is pleas'd in Pitty To heare the dolefull Ditty Of my deepe sighs and moane 9. The Lord to my Petition Hath granted kinde admission And heard me from on high He did not onely heare me But graciously did cheare me And grant me full supply 10. Anâ— now my Foes are frighted Whâ—â—â— Mee so much despighted And causelesly did wrong â—â—ey sodainely are wounded And shamefully confounded By God my Guardian strong Psalme the 8. 1. Omnipotent Lord God most great most glorious Whose noble Name and Fame is most victorious Aboue the spacious specious Heauens high Yea all the World throughout thy praises flie 2. Yea euen by the mouthes of Babes most tender Thou hast made knowne thy might and glries splendour And by their mouthes hast stopt the mouthes of those Which were both Thine and Their reuengefull Foes 3. And when I see as oft I see admiring The Heau'ns most faire in all their rare attyring The splendent Sun the Moone and Stars most bright Those twinckling-Spangles ordered All aright 4. Lord â—â—â—nke I then as well I may amazed Oh what is Man whom thou so high hast raised Or what 's the silly Son of all man-kinde That thou art pleas'd to haue him so in minde 5. For Thou ô Lord our good our great Superiour To Angels haste him made not much Inferiour And hast him Crown'd with dignity and Grace And in thy armes of Loue dost him embrace 6. He is made Lord of all thy Workes of wonder Hee solely wholy is to keepe them vnder As their great-Master Earths-Monopolite To crouch and creepe at his most awfull sight 7. Oxen and Flockes of Sheepe on Mountaines straying And Beasts in woods and Wildernesses preying Birds Foules and Fishes which in th' Ocean play And All that there doe cut and keepe their way 8. Therefore ô Lord I must reiterate Thy glorious Name thy Fame perpetuatâ— And sing and say of how rare excellence Is thy due Praise through Earths circumference Psalme the 10. 1. VVHy standest thou ò Lord aloofefrom Thine Why art thou not more neere propitious Oh let thy louely Beauty on vs shine Now at this time a time so perillous Thy Presencathâ—â—râ—s thy Abseâ—ce troubles vs For wicked-Men in pride pursue the Lowly But let their Craft be their confusion wholely 2. Of his lewd Lusts he hath a high conceit And thinkes his owne Inuentions fine and faire The Couetous accounts Himselfe most great Hold himselfe blest and best a man most rare But Hee to leaue neglect the Lord doth dare His impious Pride his Heart so eleuateth God he forgets on God ne're meditateth 3. Because his wayes alwayes doe prosper well He therefore Thee and all thy Lawes neglects Because thy Will his Wit doth farre excell Therefore thy Hests hee hates and dis-affects Defies his foe which frendly Him corrects In Heart he sayes no change can ouerthrow-me My state no fate can fell no Feare o'reflow-me 4. His mouth with curses is both foulâ— and full His Tongue is tipt with fraud and flattery He is most prompt Goodmen with Guile to gull And in his Lips lyes mischiefe secretly And
his owne strength stay'd Gods helpe and Ayde he ne're implored See now his folly paide But I who trusted God my King Shall like an Oliue spring 5. For euer therefore I will praise thee My Heart my Verse my Voice For These thy wondrous Workes shall raise thee In Thee now to reioice Yea in thy Saints most sacred fight For This is my delight Psalme the 53. 1. THe faithlesse Foole in Heart his God denies Their Facts are sull of foule Abhomination Ill is the end of all their Consultation None of them will good Actions exercise All are vnwise 2. On Man below God look'd from Heauens high Throne To see if Any wiselie Him affected But All were nought All had the Lord neglected Goodnesse was gone Good men alas were None Oh no not One 3. The wicked Workers of Iniquity Know not that They like Caniballs detested As Bread My Peoples Flesh haue eate digested Not minding Me And when no-cause was nigh Feare made them flie 4. The Lord hath broke thy bold Bestiegers bones And them destroied which neuer God rely-on But thy Saluation out of sacred Syon Giue to thine Ir'ell mitigate their moanes Their Sighs and Groanes When God in Goodnesse and his owne free-Choice His People-Captiu'd Captaines makes victorious And with firme freedome makes them glad glorious Then Jacobs Heart and Isre'ls shall reioice With cheerfull Voice Psalme the 55. 1. LOrd looke vpon my poore Petition Hide not thine Eyes at my Contrition But grant my Suite my Supplication Attend ô bend thine Eares to me My dolefull cries my sorrow see Oh see and send me thy Saluation 2. For why my furious foes take pleasure To vexe perplexe me without measure The wicked worke me vile-vexation With most malicious madnesse They Foule blots and spots vpon me lay With much despight much Molestation 3. My Soule with feare doth faint and tremble The paines and pangs of Death assemble And me ô me haue so surrounded That dreadfull direfull shiuerings make My heart each vitall Part to quake In woe I am wound-vp and wounded 4. Then thus I wisht wiâ—h sorrow stinged Oh that I were with Doue-wings winged Swiâ—tly â—o flie sweetly to ease mee Oh 〈◊〉 I would fly farre away Then would I in some Desert stay This in this case would somewhat ease mee 5. Then from these Stormes and Blasts loud-blowing Fast would I flie swiftlie be going Timelie to seeke some safe Protection Their Tongues ô Lord diuide forth-pull For I haue seene their Cities full Of Rage and Wrongs most foule Infection 6. VVith wickednesse like Walls t is closed Within without of Siâ—ne composed They Day and Night are 'bout it walking All Guilt and Guile are in their streets Deceit Debate There slilie greets There sinne and shame are stoutlie staulking 7. Had open-Enemies thus vs'd-me Or had my foe I know abus'd-mee I could their wrong haue shun'd or shielded But it was Thou my Bosome-friend VVhich friendship fauour didst ptetend Whose company much comforr yeelded 8. VVith whom in Publike priuate talking Abroad At-home I oft was walking And frequently Gods House frequented Since therefore craft and mischiefâ— dwels VVithin their Citties and their Cels Let them be with Hells-plagues tormented 9. But I with Hearts low consternation VVill call to God my Soules saluation For He will soone succour and saue me At Morning Euening and Noone-tyde When instantlie to God I cride He heard and what I crau'd He gaue me 10. Though Warres and Jarres me sore assailed Yet 'gainst me haue they not preuailed For Heauens Angellicke-Hoaste stood by me The Lord that raignes both first and last Shall Me lift-vp and Them Downe-cast His mercy he will nere denie-me 11. Because they see no change mischances Because their fate their state aduances Therefore they haue the Lord neglected On friends they lay iniurious Hands Of fâ—iendship they doe breake the Bands To be Peace-Breakers most affected 12. With smoothing soothing Honey-speeches With crâ—oching creeping slie beseeches Their Hearts of Gall like swords haue wounded But cast thy Care vpon the Lord For Hee sweet succour will afford The Iust shall neuer be confounded 13. Blood-thirsty-Homicides pernicious Deceitfull-Iuglers sliely vicious Thou Lord wilt bring to dire Perdition They shall not liue-out halfe their Dayes But thy sure Helpe my Hope shall raise And I will trust in thy Tuition Psalme the 56. 1. A Gracious Guardian Lord be thou to mee Least I by wicked men ingulfed be Who mee with Warre incessantlie molest My furious foes each houre Addressed are me dailie to deuoure Huge hostile-Heapes of foes most fearefull power Oh supreme Lord my strong defensiue Tower doe fight and me infest 2. When of my foes I was at first affraid To thee ô Lord alone I look't for Ayde And on thy mercy meerelie did depend And did reioice in thee For in thy Word as in a Glasse to mee Thy promise of protection I did see Therefore of flesh affraid I will not be For God will me defend 3. Mine owne aduise hath dailie ill-successe My foes also full fraught with wickednesse Set all their Thoughts a worke to worke me ill With ioint consent they ioine And secretly and slily they combine And priuatelie they prie to vndermine My wayes and workes that so they may infine My Soule ensnate and kill 4. They thinke but falsely-thinke they shall escape And though they swimme and swell in Sin they gape And fondlie dreame after Impunity But oh my God arise In wrath confound thy foes mine enemies Recount record my many miseries And bottle-vp the Teares of my sad Eyes In Records let them lie 5. When I the Lord my God doe inuocate My foes in flight from me doe properate This firme I find for God is on my side In God I ioyfull trust In him I ioy and in his promise iust Vpon his Word my Selfe I therefore thrust And say and shall I feare not Wormes and Dust For such is Mans best Pride 6. My Vowes therefore which I ô Lord haue made Shall duly truly vnto Thee be paide Praise will I render tender in thy sight Especially because Thou hast my Soule redeemed from Deaths Iawes And staide my straying feete from Errours clawes That so I might vpright walke in thy Lawes With such as liue in Light Psalme the 101. 1. OF Mercy and of Iudgement I am writing Thy most due Praise my Laies are now inditing For vnto thee ô Lord alone belongs Such Psalmes such Song 2. In prrfect wayes my feete shall walke precisely And I at home my workes will order wisely Vntill my Soule sincere aproach thy sight All-blest all-bright 3. By me bad workes shall not be imitated By me Back-sliders Actions euer hated These All of these my Heart shall quite disdaine refuse refraine 4. My vpright Soule shall neuer be acquainted With Wicked men whose workes with sin are tainted From me a Peeuish and a peruerse heart Shall packe shall part 5. Back-biters Tongues that with wickedly haue wounded Neighbours Good name by me
still he trauailes with Iniquity For guiltles blood he waites in priuie places The Poore to spoile into his Toile Hee chaces 5. And like a Lyon lurking in his Den He secretly and slily spreads his nets To catch and crush poore silly simple men Whom he by craft and couzenage to him gets And with his smoothing soothing on them sets Thus multitudes of Poore-men he betrayeth Aâ—d pittilesse on them he proudly preyeth 6. And then He fondly falsely sayes in heart Tush God regards not what we doe or say He hath forgotten or is gone a part Hee neither sees nor knowes our worke or way Arise therefore ô Lord make no delay Lift vp thy hand let Ill men be distressed Guarde and regard the Poore by them oppressed 7. O why should bold blasphemous Imps most vile Falselie affirme that thou regardest not Yet Thou dost sit and see and at them smile And pai'st their Vice with Vengeance their iust Lot But friendlesse Orphans thou hast not forgot And since they solely wholy Thee rely-on Thou'â—t be their Helper from thy sacred Syon 8. Pernicious and malicious men conuince Their Armes and Harmes their fraud and force destroy For Thou art our eternall Lord and Prince Let not the Heathen thy sweet Land enioy Lord beare the Poore and cleare them from annoy Yea thou dost heare and helpe at need dost render And right the wrong of Poore and Orphans tender Psalme the 15. 1. O Lord of Loue what Man shall rest Within thy Tabernacle Or who ô Lord shall be so blest Of Syon-Hill to be possest For 's happy Habitacle 2. The Man whose gracious Guide thou art In Paths of sure Sincerity Whose wordes and workes whose Hand and Heart In equall ballance beare a part Whose Tongue speakes all pure Verity 3. Who takes no pleasure or delight In false Calumniations Who in Himselfe doth not backbite And suffers none his friend to smite By forged Defamations 4. Who doth condemne contemne despise The proud profane malicious But in his heart doth praise and prize The Godly Gracious Graue and Wise And is to These propitious 5. Who Payes though to his preiudice Things promis'd or protested Who hates Vfurious-Auarice Who loues all Vertue loathes all Vice Shall be in Heauen inuested Psalme the 23. 1. Isr'ells great Shepheard is my Shepheard kinde In him therefore All needfull things I finde Corporall Comforts aliment externall Spirituall Dainties Manna Food supernall In Fields Hee foulds Mee full of tender Grasse Where siluer-streames doe smoothlie sweetly passe 2. And when my Soule with sorrow seemes deprest The Lord re-cheeres It with sweet Peace and Rest And me with Rules of Righteousnesse instructeth And me in Goodensse graciously conducteth So that in Deaths dire Dale I walke secure Thy Rod thy Staffe supporting Mee most sure 3. And maugre all the malice of my foes My Cuppe with All choice Blessings ouerflowes My Table is with Dainties well appointed My Head with Oyle of Gladnesse is annointed And all my daies Gods Grace shall me defend And in his holy-House my Life I 'le spend Psalme the 51. 1. OH Euerliuing Euerlouing Lord Compassionate Mee wicked Wretch of Wretches And in thy Mercies boundles endlesse Riches Remit remoue my Sin thy Loue afford Oh wash and rench and drench and clense my Soule From this my crying Crime my fact most bloody Which in Sins slime and puddle myrie muddy My Soule with soyle hath made both full and foule 2. Deserued shame and sorrow me compell To make patheticall complaint confession And to recount recant my grosse transgression Which in my presence present still doth dwell Against Thee Lord against Thee most of might I surely â—orely solely haue offended If Thou therefore 'gainst Me All-Plagues had'st bended Yet had thy Doome bin duty truly right 3. In Sin alas I was both Borne and Bred From Parents paps the milke of sin I sucked And from their Loines the seeds of sin haue plucked And still on Weeds of Wickednesse haue fed But Thou ô Lord of Truth and Right Dost like and loue plaine Truth in pure affectirn And in me hast infus'd for my direction Internall Wisedome my best Light Delight 4. With Mercyes-Hysop purge and purifie My Sin-full Sin-foule Heart most blackly blotted Wash me â—h wash me all with sinne bespotted So sâ—all I passe white Snow in Purity So shall I re-enioy a ioyfull Voice My Maladie to Melodie be turned My broken Bones which haue with Groanes euen burned For Tones of Moane in Tunes of Mirth reioyce 5. Oh no more chide but hide thy frowning Face From This my hainous hideous horrid Errour One-smile re-cheeres One-frowne renewes my Terrour My sinne from Thee ' my shame from Mee then chace In me create oh re-create I prays A pure a perfect Heart an vpright Spirit From me transplant what-ere thy Wrath may merit And in me plant whatf'euer please thee may 6. Oh doe not as an Abiect Me reiect Nor Mee from thy Presenceâ—euer â—euer Thy Grace-inspiring Spirit from me Neuer O Lord remoue which should mee safe protect Restore repaire in mee such sacred Joy As may assure my Soule of sure Saluation In mee let thy free-Sp'rit finde Habitation Mee to instruct Sin in me to destroy 7. Thus I my-selfe hauing thy waies well knowne Shall Others well instruct conduct therein Sinners to Thee Conform'd reform'd from Sin Thy perfect Path-way shall by me be showne Oh quit oh quite remit my bloodie Crime O God my Soules best Guide my Guardian blessed My Hope my Helpe when I am most distressed So shall I sing thy Praise in sacred Rhyme 8. Vnlocke my Lips ô Lord my Tongue vntie Thou keep'st the Key which opes and shuts at pleasure So shall my Voice in most melodious measure â—hy peereles Praise make knowne and magnifie For Thou hast no desire and lesse delight 〈◊〉 burnt Oblations outward Sacrifices In Hecatombes of n'ere so precious-prices Though These all-These to Thee I offer might 9. But Thou dost tender a most tender-Heart A broken-Spirit full of true Contrition A Soule that sues and shewes Its due submission With This This offering Thou best pleased art To Syon therefore Lord propitious be Jerusalems weake walls re-edifie Not for their Merit but thy Mercies free So we with Hearts most free most thankefully Shall our Oblations to thine Altar bring Peace-offerings due to Salems peacefull King Psalme the 52. 1. OF wicked Workes thy Heart intendeth Why vaunt'st thou Tyrant vile Since Gods loue lasteth neuer endeth Thy Tongue with mischiefes file Like Razor sharpe doth deadly wound Fraud in thy Facts is found 2. Thy Minde all mischiefe meditateth Thou wilt not walke vpright Thy Tongue vntruth still machinateth In Lyes is thy Delight With Wiles and Guiles ô double Tongue Thou ready art to wrong 3. Therefore shall God supplant displace-thee Out of his Holy-Land Finally fearefully deface thee Not suffer thee to stand The Righteous shall see thy decay And feare and scorne and say 4. This Man his Goods as Gods adored And on