food of grace â—nd all that downe to dust descend shall bowe before his face The Potentate the poore that eate shall life by eating have With him whose soules unquickned heat is yeelding to the grave 30 A seed of theirs there shall succeed his service to embrace Which to the Lord shall be decreed and reckoned for a race 31 When they shall come his righteousnesse then shall their tongues declare To people after-borne expresse that these his doings are PSAL. 23. Dominus regit Psalmus Dâ—vidis MY Shepheard is the Lord whose care provides mee fold and food Whose goodnesse plenteous and to spare supplies my want of good 2 In pastures green he makes mee lye and softly lodge my side He leads mee forth where pleasantly the streames of stillnesse glide 3 He doth returne my soule againe and for his owne Names sake Conducts mee through the beaten plaine that Justice treads to make 4 Walk't I the shady Vale of death none evill would I feare Thy rod thy staffe relieve my breath for thou art with mee there 5 My table spread dost thou appoint in presence of my foes My head with oile thou dost annoint my chalice over-flowes 6 With goodnesse sure shall mercie give an eye to all my waies And in the Lords house shall I live beyond the length of daies PSAL. 24. Domini est terra Psalmus Davidis THe earth with all those mynes unfound within her wombe that swell Is all the Lords the Worlds great round and they that therein dwell 2 He founded it upon the seas and shor'd them under ground Establish't fast the solid Leas the liquid flouds to bound 3 The Hill of JAH who shall ascend so high to set his feet Who in his holy place attend for such a service meet 4 He that cleane palmes pure heart hath borne his soule to vanitie â—th not up-lifted hath not sworne an oath deceitfully 5 He from the Lord on him bestow'd a blessing shall receive â—nd justice shall the mighty God of his salvation give 6 Of them that seeke him this the race this Jacobs Israel â—f them that strive to seeke thy face this Jacobs Peniel Selah 7 Lift up your heads ye doores be rais'd eternall gates gives way That enter highly to be prais'd the King of Glorie may 8 Who is the King of Glorie this whose praises spread so farre The strong and mighty Lord it is the mighty Lord of warre 9 Lift up your heads ye doores be rais'd eternall gates give way That enter highly to be prais'd the King of Glorie may 10 Who is the King of Glorie this of whom our praises sing The Mighty Lord of hosts it is of GLORIE he is King Selah PSAL. 25. Ad te Dominâ— Davidis Acrostichon 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 AS Lord to thee I lift my soule 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 Because I trust in thee My God Let not confusion foule nor foes insult on mee 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 Give not their hopes that thee attend to take a shamefull staine Let shame confound them that offend and have no cause to faigne 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Direct mee Lord thy waies to know thy pathes to mee make plaine Within thy bounds my steps bestow and teach mee to containe 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 How in thy truth to tread impart and make mee learne the way For of my health the God thou art 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 whom I attend all day 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Zeale of thy kind compassions mind remember Lord that care Thy tender mercies maâ—e mee find for they for ever are 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Hold on my youthfull faults forepast remember not to take Of mercie mind how much thou hast Lord for thy goodnesse sake 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 The Lord is good and righteous ey'd transgressors to instruct The sinners therefore will he guide and in their way conduct 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 In judgement just to tread upright the humble he will stay And where they wander wanting light will learne the meeke his way 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 10 Continuall are the Lords pathes cast in Truths and Mercies mold To such as keep his Covenant fast his Testimonies hold 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 11 Lord to thy Names great power herein let mee my pardon owe And on the greatnesse of my sin thy greater mercie shew 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 12 Make known the man with mind entire that feares the Lord the way That he shall choose he will inspire and learne him how to lay 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 13 Now goodnesse gotten to his hand his soule in good shall dwell His seed inherit shall the land that to his fathers fell 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 14 Secret that from the Lord descends doe they that feare him find To such his Covenant he commends and makes them know his mind 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 15 On Jah-the-Lord mine eies are set continually to looke To bring my feet out of the net whose hand hath undertooke 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 16 Prevent mee and with gracious looke thy face on mee reflect Whom solitary poore forsooke discomforts all deject 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 17 The sorrowes of my heart enlarg'd my less'ned heart oppresse O set mee from these toiles discharg'd and free mee from distresse 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 18 Remorse on mine afflictions cast regard how much I grieve Make even for all my faults fore-past and all my sinnes forgive 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 19 Regard my foes insatiate what multitudes they lead That beare a heart-infected hate against my harmlesse head 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 20 Sustaine my helplesse soule alive and safe deliver mee But let not shame my fall contrive because I trust in thee 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 21 True perfectnesse and right let dwell with mee that wait on thee 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 22 Preserve O God thine Israel from all his troubles free PSAL. 26. Iudica me Domine Davidis JUdge mee O Lord I walke the way that perfectnesse doth guide My trust upon the Lord I lay and therefore shall not slide 2 Examine Lord what I have been sound what I ever did Search out my reines what there uncleane my heart what there lies hid 3 Thy mercie is before mine eyes thy truth my walkes repeat 4 I sit not downe with men of lyes nor enter with deceit 5 The evill doers I eschew their Synagogue I hate Nor have I with the wicked crew in their Assembly sate 6 My hands Lord wash't in innocence thine Altar compast round 7 With thankfull voice will I commence thy wonders all to sound 8 The habitation of thy House have I O Lord lov'd well The place where thou art glorious the house where I would dwell 9 O gather not my soule to rest where sinners soules abide And on my life lay no inquest where men of blouds are tri'd 10 Whose hands accomplish wicked drifts which mischiefes head contrives And their right hand
when she me conceiv'd conceiv'd in heat of sin 6 Loe truth within mine inmost part doth thy delight affect And thou the secret of my heart by wisedome shalt direct 7 With hyssop purifie this deed so purg'd I cleane shall grow Wash mee my whitenesse shall exceed the whitenesse of the snow 8 Of joy and gladnesse make me heare thy reconciling voice The bones by thee that broken were shall then afresh rejoyce 9 Hide from my sins thy face forget what follies I have done All my misdeeds blot out and let thy wrath remember none 10 Cleane heart to me O God create this spirit of mine subdue Right spirit in me regenerate and re-inspire anew 11 And cast me not but of thy face where sight I may possesse Nor from my sinfull flesh displace thy Spirit of Holinesse 12 The joy that thy salvation gives restore to me againe And with thy Spirit where freedome lives my sin-bound soule sustaine 13 Then shall I teach transgressors all within thy waies to tread And sinners my example shall to thee converted lead 14 Deliver me O God from bloud pale deaths polluted spring God of my health my tongue aloud shall of thy Justice sing 15 My sin-shut lips Lord open thou with thy kind mercies keyes So then my mouth will I bestow in setting forth thy praise 16 For sacrifice none thou requir'st else would I give it thee Burnt-offrings neither thou desir'st nor thy delights they be 17 A wounded spirits heart-breaking smart to God burnes sacrifice A broken and a contrite heart thou God wilt not despise 18 On Sion as thy goodnesse falls with wonted favour fill'd Of thy Jerusalem the walls on thy good pleasure build 19 Then sacrifice of righteousnesse to please thee shall ascend Burnt-offrings whole thine Altar presse and frequent Calves contend PSAL. 52. Quid gloriaris Ad Praestantem Mâ—schil Davidis Cùm veniret Doeg Idumaeus nunciaret Sauli ac diceret illi Venit David in domum Achimelec WHy dost thou Tyrant mischiefe boast how much thou canst procure Gods mercy doe thy worst and most doth daily yet endure 2 Thy tongue of evill doth entreat which forth thy falshood puts As thou with doing of deceit so sharp no razor cuts 3 At evill more than good to reach thy earnest love is bent And then on Justice is thy speech on falshood rather spent 4 To speake all words that may devoure thy lewd desire doth long To swallow up where thou hast power O thou deceitfull tongue 5 For ever thee shall God destroy and from thy dwelling place From where the living land enjoy rend and root out thy race 6 And this the Just shall also see and seeing this shall feare And laugh to scorne the Brave whom he thus brought to nought shall heare 7 Behold the strong that of his state not God the strength did seat Whose trust was in his riches rate in evill only great 8 I alwaies like an Olive green my growth of daies to spend Shall in the House of God be seen whose mercy I attend 9 Thy deeds my praises shall proclaime in publike evermore And patiently expect thy Name so good thy Saints before PSAL. 53. Dixit Insipiens Ad Praestantem super Mahalath Psalmus Davidis THere is no God in heart to say so farre the foole is gone Corrupt and odious is their way good-doer there is none 2 Downe from the Heavens God look't to see what Adams sons desir'd Of understanding who was he that after God enquir'd 3 Out of the way they are all gone gone altogether backe Good deed good-doer none not one of all their loathsome packe 4 Is all their understanding fled to wicked workes that fall That eate my people up like bread on God they never call 5 There did they feare where was no feare to fright those guilty ones For God hath scattered here and there the proud besiegers bones 6 Them to confusion hast thou sent thine enemies surpriz'd With shame of sin the best event for God hath them despis'd 7 Salvations who to Israel shall out of Sion give When they that now in bondage dwell no longer captives live His people home when God hath had of whom he made his choice Then Jacobs Nation shall be glad and Israel rejoyce PSAL. 54. Deus in nomine Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Mâ—schil Davidis cùm venissent Ziphaei dixissent Sauli Nonne David abscondit se nobiscum THy Name in this distresse of mine O God to save mee send To judge me as revenge is thine thy powerfull strength extend 2 Unto my praier O God draw neere that I to thee commend And of my mouth the words to heare thine eare attentive bend 3 For strangers up against me rise and tyrants take the way Not taking God before their eies to marke my soule their prey Selah 4 But God my helper is behold in my defence to stand To help them that my soule uphold the Lord is neere at hand 5 By evill that my foes contrive of their desir'd successe His like reward shall them deprive them in thy truth suppresse 6 An offring of a free-will'd heart to thee will I present And praise thy Name O Lord that art to goodnesse wholly bent 7 For by the helps he did apply my troubles all expire And on mine enemies mine eye hath seen my full desire PSAL. 55. Exaudi Deus Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Maschil Davidis UNto my praier O God give eare that where thou art in place My supplication may come there and thou not hide thy face 2 Intend and answer my complaint with straining up my voice In these extremes of woe that faint and make a troubled noise 3 The enemies reproaches ring the wicked raise debate Iniquitie on me they bring and wroth the hand of hate 4 My heart within me troubled sore is rack't to sorrowes height Than death it selfe deaths terrours more oppresse me with their weight 5 Upon me feare and trembling fell and over me at last My sorrowes best befitting cell a covering horrour cast 6 O had I of a Dove said I the wing to waft my brest I then from these assaults would flie and find some seat of rest 7 Hence would I get me farre behold and in the Deserts bide Where I could seaze some safer hold my harmlesse head to hide 8 Hence would I hasten mine escape and horrour left behind Exchange my shelter and my shape to shun the stormy wind 9 Their discord-tongues O Lord divide by swallowing up their life For in the Citie have I spi'd that rapine reignes and strife 10 Upon the walls thereof they goe in compasse day and night And in the midst thereof by woe stands mischiefe arm'd with might 11 Within her who there walkes awhile but wickednesse he meets Dissembling mates deceit and guile depart not from her streets 12 For not my foe was my disgrace his blow I could have borne From open hate have hid my face had he heav'd up his horne 13 But it
Heath'n are sunke downe in the pit which they themselves prepar'd â—â—t secret net which they did fit their foot hath fast ensnar'd 16 His judgement done the Lord is knowne to execute aright Caught in the handy-workes his owne mark well the wicked wight Higgajon Sel. 17 The wicked shall returne to Hell where their abode is set â—re Heath'ns Heav'ns-contemners dwell and all that God forget 18 For alwaies shall not be forgot the grievance of the poore Of needy soules the hopes shall not be lost for evermore 19 Rise Lord let none of mortall race prevaile against thy hand But let the Heath'ns before thy face to heare their judgement stand 20 Dismaying-feare upon them throw that Lord confounded then The haughty-hearted Heath'ns may know they be but wretched men Selaâ— PSAL. 10. Ut quid Domine WHy standst thou Lord so farre aside when dangers draw so neere Thy helpfull face why dost thou hide when troublous times appeare 2 The wicked in his heat of pride pursues the heart-lesse poore In those selfe-toiles let them be ti'd by them contriv'd before 3 The wicked boasts his soules desires beyond his wisht successe The covetous what he admires blasphemes the Lord to blesse 4 On God so proud the wicked is he takes no care to call Nor God in any plot of his hath any place at all 5 His travell all times well succeeds thy Judgements where he goes Above his sight he never heeds but puffes at all his foes 6 For in his hearts consent he said ' Mov'd shall I never be â—n me shall evill none be laid my fall no age shall see 7 His mouth is full with curses arm'd deceit and guile among â—niquitie and mischiefe swarm'd hive underneath his tongue 8 In villages to stands he gets there close in ambush lies The innocent and poore besets and murthers when he spies 9 In secret he from sight of men lies waiting neere the way â—nd Lion-like lurkes in his den to snatch the poore for prey 10 The poore into his net he drawes till he hath caught him thrall â—toops low into his powerfull pawes that poore by flockes may fall 11 In heart he saies tongue durst not say All this hath God forgot Or heedlesse hides his face away for ever sees it not 12 Arise Lord God lift up thy hand for them that help implore Without thy strength too weake to stand be mindfull of the poore 13 Why hath the wicked heart a tongue though words for feare retire â—o speake in spitefull thoughts This wrong thou God wilt not enquire 14 Thou seest for wrong and wickednesse thine eye and hand perceive â—â—dresse the poore and fatherlesse to thee their helper leave 15 Of wicked and malicious men brâ—ake thou the harmfull arme Seeke out his wickednesse and then find neither arme nor harme 16 The Lord is King and Governour for ever and beyond The Heath'n opposers of his power are perisht from the land 17 The meek-afflicted soules desire thou Lord art pleas'd to heare Their heart confirm'd dost thou inspire attentive mak'st thine eare 18 To judge the pupill and the poore that sorry man may find His daunting threats to be no more but earth and empty wind PSAL. 11. In Domino Ad Praestantem Davidis MY trust doth on the Lord relie how say ye to my soule Soule to thy mountaines safetie flie as swift as feathred fowle 2 For loe the wicked bend their bow on string their arrow fit A shoot in darknesse to bestow the upright heart to hit 3 When wicked plots are over-past that stedfast ground have none When their foundations downe are cast the just what hath he done 4 The Lord from holy place above the Lord from Heav'n his Throne His eyes will view his eye-lids prove how Adams sonnes have gone 5 The just and wicked ones estate the Lord will prove and trie 6 But selfe hate soules his soule doth hate that love malignitie 7 Upon the wicked will he showre snares fire and brimstone downe And breath of burning tempest powre their cup this lot shall crowne 8 For just the Lord and just designes are lovely in his sight His face discerns and right defines of men and meanes upright PSAL. 12. Salvum me fac Ad Praestantem super Octavam Psalmus David SAve Lord for godly men are gone and goodnesse none that mind Of Adams sonne a faithfull one example rare to find 2 With faign'd discourse and fawning style each one his neighbour holds But of his flatt'ring lips the guile in heart and heart he molds 3 All flatt'ring lips of fraud the traine the Lord cut off betimes And tongue that strikes no lower straine but lofty language chimes 4 Our tongue say they shall sure prevaile these lips of ours must walke Our lips their Masters must not faile what Lord shall taxe our talke 5 Now for the needy soules reprize and poore mans groaning cares Up will I saith the Lord arise and save him from these snares 6 Thy words O Lord are words as pure as silver seven times tri'd In Test of ashes by the cure of fire repuirifi'd 7 Thou shalt O Lord preserve the flocke of thy selected sheep And ever from this wicked stocke the soule that serves thee keep 8 The wicked compasse every coast their quarter keeps no bounds While Adams 〈◊〉 are valew'd most where vilenesse most abounds PSAL. 13. Usque quò Domine Ad Praestantem Psalmus David HOw long Lord wilt thou me forget for ever shall it be How long no eye upon mee set but hide thy face from me 2 How long shall I in soule advise and daily vexe my heart How long my foes above me rise against me that take part 3 Behold O Lord my God and heare from clouds of darknesse deep With thy pure light mine eye-sight cleare lest in the death I sleep 4 Against me lest to have prevail'd my foe give out the voice For when my feeble foot hath fail'd my troublers will rejoyce 5 My trust yet on thy mercie staies thy saving health shall be My joy of heart my song shall praise thy bounty Lord to mee PSAL. 14. Dixit Insipiens Ad Praestantem Davidis THere is no God the fooles heart sayes in his ungodly mood 2 Corrupt and odious are their wayes none no not one does good 3 The Lord look't downe from heaven to see what Adams sonnes desir'd Of understanding who was hee that after God enquir'd 4 Together all departed are all loathsome-sented grow'n Of doing good that hath the care or conscience none not one 5 Are wicked workers all mis-led so ignorant are all That eate my people up like bread on God they never call 6 There did their feare confesse distrust whose guilt they could not hide â—he generation of the Just hath God to be their guide 7 The counsells of the poore to blame your blame-full counsells rend â—nd shamelesse of his hopes speake shame that on the Lord depend 8 Salvation who to Israel shall out of Sion give When
force against their falshood set thy strength is all my aide 5 From death and deaths eternall bands by thee redeem'd my spirit Doe I againe into thy hands Lord God of truth commit 6 I hate them that observers are of lying vanities My confidences settled care upon the Lord relies 7 I will with glad and joyfull spleen thy mercies praise expresse For my affliction hast thou seen and knowne my soules distresse 8 Nor hast thou shut me in the hand of my malignant foe But for my feet made place to stand and roome at large to goe 9 On mee since yet distresse is drawne let Lord thy mercie shine Mine eye my soule my belly gnaw'n with indâ—gnation pine 10 My life with woe is worne to nought my yeeres in sighing spent My strength my sinnes have over-wrought my bones are gnaw'n and rent 11 Reproach of all my foes I beare my neighbours vehemently And my familiars strook with feare my sight that meet mee flie 12 My selfe a dead man out of mind and in mens hearts forgot As vile and use-lesse held I find as is a broken pot 13 For I have heard the multitude with slanders mee dismay Against mee counsell and conclude to take my soule away 14 But Lord thou art my God I said my trust relies on thee 15 My times that in thy hand are laid from hostile hand set free 16 And on thy light-lesse servant make thy faces light to shine O save mee for thy mercie sake from this distresse of mine 17 Lord let not shame have share in mee for on thee doe I call Confounded let the wicked be to Hell strook-silent fall 18 Of lying lips the lavish foords let forth no further breake Which hard disdainfull spitefull words against the Just man speake 19 How plentifull thy bounties be which thou hast laid in store For them that feare and trust in thee the sonnes of men before 20 Them in thy faces secret hide from proud insulters wrongs In thy Pavillion laid aside secure from strife of tongues 21 Blest be the Lord that wondrously his mercie hath dispenc't And mee in safetie set to lye within a Citie fenc't 22 Amaz'd I said before thine eies cut off and cast away The voice yet heardst thou of my cries when I to thee did pray 23 O love the Lord all ye his Saints for faithfull doers waies The Lord preserves from all attaints the haughty home repaies 24 Be strong endure and doe your parts the Lord will in the end Establish your encourag'd hearts whose hopes on him depend PSAL. 32. Beati quorum Davidis Maschil BLest is he whose transgression hath free forgivenesse gain'd And he whose sinne that he hath done a covering hath obtain'd 2 Blest is the man unto whose charge the Lord imputes no sin Whose spirit no hollow holds so large to lodge deceit therein 3 When now my tongue all speech forborne in painfull silence lay Through my loud roaring daily worne my bones with age decay 4 For day and night with weight so great thine hand upon mee lies That like the drought in summers heat my kindly moisture dries Selah 5 I did acknowledge unto thee the sinne that I had done Of mine iniquitie in mee I have concealed none 6 My sinne I said I will repeat and to the Lord confesse And of my crime thy mercy great forgave the wickednesse Selah 7 Now therefore every Saint shall pray while time to find is found Sure reach him none there is that may when many waters sound 8 From troubles heat my head to shade thou art a secret place With songs for my deliverance made thou shalt about mee trace Selah 9 I will instruct and teach thee so thou shalt not walke awry And in the way that thou shalt goe give counsell with mine eye 10 O doe not ye like Horse like Mule no understanding beare Whose mouth must bit and bridle rule to thee for comming neere 11 Much sorrow swells on every side to plague the wicked race But in the Lord whose hopes abide him mercy shall embrace 12 Joy in the Lord ye Just rejoyce shout out your glad delight As well in gesture as in voice all ye of heart upright PSAL. 33. Exultate Iusti. YE Just be joyfull in the Lord becomes the righteous praise 2 Harp Violl Voice and Decachord to praise the Lord up raise 3 A new set-song to him endite loud notes to musickes height 4 For of the Lord the Word is right and all his worke in faith 5 His love on Justice he bestowes desire with Judgement dwells Of mercie from the Lord that flowes the earth with fulnesse swells 6 The Heav'ns by word the Lord did frame and as his mouth did breathe His spirit made all the host of them above Sunne and beneath 7 The sea he bounds within the shore on heaps the waters keeps As into treasuries of store he giveth up the deeps 8 To feare the Lord all Regions call on earth through every land And in the world the dwellers all in awe of him to stand 9 For as he spake the word once past the worke forthwith was done As he commanded it stood fast his word and deed were one 10 That Heathen counsell is destroi'd the peoples plots cast out And all their purposes made void the Lord can bring about 11 The counsell by the Lord decreed shall stand for ever sure The thoughts that from his heart proceed to age and age endure 12 O blessed Nation whom the Lord to be their God doth blesse Blest people whom his owne accord hath chosen to possesse 13 The Lord all Adams sons to see in Heaven his station plants 14 All from his Mansion vieweth hee the earths Inhabitants 15 Their heart he fashion'd all alone the cloisters of their thought Considers all what they have done the workes that they have wrought 16 Say he command a copious Host no King so saves his right No Mighty man whose might is most delivered is by might 17 A rest unsafe to save a man a Horse falls out to bee Nor he by strength strive all he can can set his Rider free 18 Behold the Lord his heedfull eye on them that feare him bends Upon his mercies safe supply whose settled hope attends 19 When earth exacts her due of earth to free their soule from death To keep alive in time of death when famine faints for breath 20 Our soule her hopes assured hold upon the Lord doth build Of whose defence we may be bold he is our help and shield 21 Our heart in him shall gladnesse pure and perfect joy conceive That in his holy Name secure our hopes assurance leave 22 Thy mercies gifts O Lord downe send on us so free to fall As we to thee our trust commend to measure them withall PSAL. 34. Benedicam Domino Davidis cùm mutavit sensum suum ante Abimelech relegavit eum abiit Acroflichon 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ALl times to blesse the Lord will I occasions all prevent
therefore bowe downe your selves and fall PSAL. 100. Iubilate Deâ— Psalmus ad Confessionem SIng loud unto the Lord a song that all the earth may ring 2 With gladnesse serve the Lord among before him come and sing 3 Know that the Lord is God that he not we our selves did make His pasture-sheep his people we from him our being take 4 Goe in his gates your thankes proclaime his praise within his Courâ—s To praise him and to blesse his Name make thither your resorts 5 For good and gracious is the Lord his Mercy never ends The truth of his eternall Word to Age and Age extends PSAL. 101. Misericordiam Iudicium Davidis Psalmus WHat Mercy and what Judgement say Lord I will sing to thee 2 And wisely take the perfect way when thou shalt come to mee 3 My selfe will good example give to walke with upright heart And others as I live to live amidst my house convert 3 I will not in mine eyes abide a word of Belial I hate their worke that turne aside nor cleave to me it shall 4 A froward heart an evill man from me unknowne depart 5 Detractors tongue nor beare I can proud looke nor large of heart 6 The faithfull of the Land mine eyes soâ—t out with me to sit In perfect way whose walking lies for me is servant fit 7 Within mine house deceitfull wight there shall not any dwell Nor be establisht in my sight whose lips doth leasings tell 8 The wicked all out of the land my morning search shall shut That from Gods City may my hand all evill doers cut PSAL. 102. Domine exaudi Oratio afflicti cùm obruitur efâ—undit coram Domino meditationem suam IN my distresse to comfort me yet heare O Lord my praier And let the crying unto thee of my complaint repaire 2 Hide not thy face from me this day when trouble tells my need Incline thine eare and heare me pray to answer me make speed 3 For here my daies consum'd on earth away like smoake are gone My bones are burnt up lie an hearth of fire-out-eaten stone 4 My heart is smitten downe for dead and withred as the grasse That I to eate my daily bread forgetfull overpasse 5 My breast my sorrowes uncouth Inne breathes forth such broken groanes My flesh but knits up with my skinne a sacke of saplesse bones 6 So mournes the Wildernesses Foule the Hermit-Pellican In Deseâ—t shades so shriâ—kes the Owle portending spells of bane 7 I watch the widow'd Sparrowes watch on houses ridge alone That of her better halfe her match bewailes the comfort gone 8 Reproaches bitter gall my foes cast daily in my dish And in their madnesse make my woes the measure of their wish 9 For I when faintnesse would be fed and thirst no longer beares Have eaten ashes as my bread and blent my drinkes with teares 10 Thine angry threat so sore doth lie so fierce thy wrath doth grow Thy hand but heav'd me up so hie to hurle me downe as low 11 The shadow of my daies declin'd my light in darknesse spends Like withred grasse my breath resign'd the house of death attends 12 But thou O Lord one and the same for ever dost reside And this Memoriall of thy Name shall age and age abide 13 Thou to thy mercies seat shalt climbe and bring thy Sion home For now of mercy is the time the time appointed come 14 Now though thy servants nought relieve delight her stones yet move To see her in the dust they grieve and yet her dust they love 15 Thy Name O lord the Heath'ns shall feare to find what thou hast done And all the Kings on earth to heare what glory thou hast wonne 16 When Sion up the Lord to build in glory shall appeare 17 He to the lowlies praier shall yeeld nor them despise to heare 18 This writing shall remaine un-worne when after-age shall live And praise the people yet un-borne unto the Lord shall give For from his Sanctuaries height he downe did cast his looke The Lord from Heaven did vaile his sight when earths survey he tooke 20 To heare the heavie groanes of those that draw imprison'd breath From chimes of iron chaines to loose the eldest sonnes of death 21 That of the Lord their tongues the Name in Sion may declare And in Jerusalem proclaime his praises what they are 22 When Nations from their farthest home together gathred meet To serve the Lord when Soveraignes come and Kingdomes kisse his feet 23 My strength when able strength began he weakned in my waies Cut off my pilgrimages span and shorter made my daies 24 I said my God post not my Sunne at noone to mid-nights stage My race of daies is halfe to runne thy yeeres are Age and Age. 25 The earths foundations on their weight thou Lord hast laid of old Those lamps of Heaven their orbes their height thy fingers did enfold 26 When they shall perish thou shalt hold the Centre of thy yeeres They as a garment all waxe old as chang'd a vesture weares 27 But thee for evermore the same no compasse comprehends And of thy yeeres eternall frame the circle never ends 28 Thy servants children shall succeed to stand before thee fast And last-succeeding times their seed succeeding shall out-last PSAL. 103. Benedic anima Dâ—vidis MY soule and every secret part within my bodies frame To praise the Lord assist my heart to blesse his holy Name 2 To blesse the Lord let nothing let my soule thy ready way No benefit of his forget with praises to repay 3 Which pardoning all thy sins fore-past wâ—â—h thee in mercy deales To cure thy frailties doth fore-cast and all thy sicknesse heales 4 Which frees thy life from going downe into corruptions Pit His mercies and Compassions Crowne upon thine head doth fit 5 With good things to thy hearts desire which satiates thy mouth And Eagle-like renewes the fire in embers of thy youth 6 To Justices the Lord gives light he guides the ballance best And Judgements executes aright to all that are opprest 7 His waies he made to Moses knowne the limits of his Law His wondrous actions all his owne the sons of Israel saw 8 Compassion from the Lord doth flow for clemencie none such Of suffrance long to anger flow his tender mercy much 9 His censure checkes not each offence he will not alwaies chide Nor keep his anger in suspense for ever to abide 10 He hath not as our sins require with us severely dealt Nor our iniquities like hire to our deserts have felt 11 But as the Heavens unmeasur'd height above the earth is hie Such is his Mercies matchlesse might to them that feare him nie 12 As far as whore the Sunne begins to where he sets the day So farre hath he remov'd our sins and rid his wrath away 13 As with compassion on his sons a fathers bowells melt So in the Lord compassion runs by them that feare him felt 14 For to the mold he knowes we
must whereof our masse was made Remembers that we be but dust our Harbinger the spade 15 The daies of man as of the grasse attend the sithe of death As flower in field his flower doth passe and withreth with a breath 16 A blast of wind upon it blew and then it ceast to grow Then ceast to be and where it grew the place no more did know 17 To them the Lord is ever kind that to his feare doe cleave Them shall the childrens children find his Justice shall not leave 18 On them that to his Covenant bind their hearts observance strait And his Commandments beare in mind to practise Mercies wait 19 The Lord hath firmly for his stall in Heav'ns prepar'd his Throne His Kingdomes Scepter over all hath Soveraigntie alone 20 O ye his Angels blesse the Lord yâ— that in strength excell That doe his Word and of his Word attend the voices spell 21 Blesse ye the Lord all ye his Hosts his Armies at his will His Cursitors in all his coasts his pleasure to fulfill 22 All ye his workes that where he reignes all places may afford To blesse the Lord employ your paines may soule blesse thou the Lord. PSAL. 104. Benedic anima SIng to the Lord my soule sing praise Thou Lord my God art wondrous great Whose vestures golden-circled raies With beauteous glory crowne thy seat 2 Which deck'st thy selfe as with a robe With light that never eye attain'd Which for thy vaile about earths globe The Canopie of Heaven hast strain'd 3 His roofes with starre-set seas he seeles Their beames in plates of waters binds Ascends the clouds his chariot wheeles And walkes upon the long-wing'd winds 4 He makes his Angels messengers And with his Spirit their spirits inspires Sends forth his Judgements ministers The lightning-fooâ—ed flames of fires 5 The earth upon her Bases laid To one so equall point he drove To one so stedfast Center weigh'd As never weight her weight might move 6 As with a garment with the deep Thou coveredst earth the Maine 〈◊〉 Maine sea above the Mountaines steep Above the Mount of Ararat 7 At thy rebuke the waters fled Thy thunders voice them rid away 8 The Hills un-heald held up their head The Vallies where thou laidst them lay 9 The Waters bound didst thou ordaine Bound which they should not dare to passe Nor ever more returne againe To drowne the earth as once it was 10 He into Vallies sends his springs To dye their dusty mantles green From Rock-rent heads their current brings To walke the Mountaine veines between 11 Whose channels having cheer'd the field And to the earth given moisture first To all the wild Beasts beaverage yeeld There breake the Onagers their thirst 12 The Foules of heaven their housholds bring And there in notes of Natures choice Their Makers Halelu-jahs sing Between the branches give the voice 13 Upon the Mountaines garden-land His deawes are from his Limbecks still'd With store without mans helping hand Fruit of thy workes the earth is fill'd 14 For cattell makes he grasse to grow And herbe for use of earthly man Whose simples who so wise that know As well for meat as medicine can 15 The earth to bring forth bread and wine The wine with joy that swells the veines With oile that makes mans face to shine And bread that strength of heart sustaines 16 The trees of God are fill'd with sap The Cedar trees of Lebanon Which he hath planted on the lap Of earth for them to feed upon 17 That there their nests the Birds may build The kind-love Storke in Pine-tree grove 18 High Mountaine cliffes the Roe-deere wild Safe-sheltring Rockes the Conies love 19 The Moon ne made for certain tides Constant in her inconstant face The Sun that daily progresse rides Of his dismounting knowes the place 20 Thou puttest darknesse darknesse night Then all the woods wild Beasts forth creep By prey that live and love not light Then harmfull wake when harmlesse sleep 21 Fierce Lions roaring for their prey Their food of life from God request 22 The Sun gets up they get away And in their dens couch downe to rest 23 Then out goes man to take in hand His worke till night his travell end With toiling Beast from labour'd land Till evening home him weary send 24 Thy workes O Lord how many are In wisedome hast thou made them all The earths abundance is thy care Whose riches thee Creatour call 25 This sea so great wide-handed deep Thou foundedst fathom'st fillst the seat Where kinds innumerable creep Lords of the sinne both small and great 26 There ships their course by compasse can And cut the Maine to make their way There walkes the vast Leviathan Whom thou therein hast form'd for play 27 These all on thee attentive looke That thou in season give them food 28 Thou giv'st they take and having tooke From thy free hand are fill'd with good 29 Thou hid'st from them thy faces day They at so sudden trouble mourne Their spirit thou tak'st their breath away They to their dust againe returne 30 Againe thou sendest forth thy Spirit Whence they created take their birth Which by traduction they inherit As thou renew'st the face of earth 31 The glory of the Lord shall shine For ever in eternall light Which length of time shall not confine The Lord shall in his workes delight 32 The earth stands trembling at his looke Unable to endure his sight Let him but touch the Mountaines smoake And clothe the earth in clouds of night 33 Sing to the Lord will I so long As life in mee leaves any breath Sung to the Lord shall be my song Untill my being be in death 34 My Muse on him shall sweetly call And in the Lord rejoyce with me 35 Consum'd from earth let sinners fall And wicked men no more let be PSAL. 105. Confitemini Domino COnfessing to the Lord give thankes and call upon his Name Make knowne among the peoples rankes his powerfull acts proclaime 2 Sing ye to him to him sing praise a Psalme that shall excell His praise-excelling workes up-raise of all his wonders tell 3 His holy Name your glory make and let their heart rejoyce That for the Lord all joy forsake to seeke him set their choice 4 O seeke the Lord with zealous mind his Oracle of grace His Arke of strength enquire to find seeke evermore his face 5 His marvels done his wonders heed his mouths expressions 6 O ye his servant Abrams seed his chosen Jacobs sons 7 He is the Lord our God whose care in us hath speciall right In all the earth his Judgements are in every Nations sight 8 His Covenant he doth ever mind his words command fore-past That childrens childrens seed should find a thousand ages last 9 This Covenant he with Abram strooke to Isaac swore to pay 10 To Jacob for a Law betooke to Israel for aye 11 Thine off-spring saying to advance I Cana'n land will give The line of thine Inheritance
to them unknowne to fanne their exil'd breed 28 And to Baal Phegors Idoll-head they joyn'd themselves amaine The offrings eating of the dead to powers Infernall slaine 29 Thus they to anger him provoke with Rites that they invent And in the plague upon them broke their follies punishment 30 Then stood up Phineas in pursuit of Cosbies carnall sin His hand did Judgement execute so was the plague call'd in 31 The Author of so just a deed his Justice did commend From age to age that shall succeed whose praise shall never end 32 They vext him at the flouds of strife with Moses ill it went For them he had a weary life and for their sakes was shent 33 Because his spirit they did provoke and him to murmure prest That unadvisedly he spoke and with his lips transgrest 34 The Nations did they not destroy of whom the Lord had said Nor land nor life let them enjoy his charge they disobey'd 35 But mingled with the Heath'ns they were to learne their workes tooke care 36 To serve their Idolls well could beare which were to them a snare 37 The bloud of sons and daughters slaine on Divels Altars stood Of Innocents the bloudy staine of sons and daughters bloud Whose limbes their Divellish-led desire with murthrous hand had pil'd To Cana'n-Idolls burnt with fire the Land with bloud defil'd 38 With works their own thus were they stain'd on them their zeale they spent 39 As their Inventions entertain'd a whoring thus they went 40 The fury therefore of the Lord against his people burn'd His owne Inheritance abhorr'd his love to loathing turn'd 41 He gave them up to Tyran's law into the Heathens hand That whom they hated held in awe and Lord-like might command 42 By enemies with humbling strokes opprest and bow'd they were Whose hand on them laid heavie yokes above their strength to beare 43 Them many a time did he redeem but they eftsoon begin And of their counsells more esteem though humbled for their sin 44 Yet when he saw their hard restraint how their afflictions grew Then hearkning he to their complaint his chastisement withdrew 45 His Covenant did he beare in mind that he with them had strooke On them his many mercies kind repentant pity tooke 46 He gave them to the tender eare of their Commanders will Made them to whom they captives were their eyes with favours fill 47 Proceed O Lord our God to save from Heath'ns our heads to raise That praise thy holy Name may have we glory in thy praise 48 The Lord the God of Israel King be blest eternally Amen let all the people sing all Halelu-jah cry Finis Libri quarti LIB V. PSAL. 107. Consitemini Domino THe Lord is God with thanks expresse His mercy is for ever and 2 So let the Lords redeem'd confesse Redeem'd from their distressors hand 3 Which gathred were out of the lands From shining East from shady West From where the frozen Pole-starre stands From Desert south-seas sun-burnt brest 4 They wandred in the Wildernesse And tooke a solitary way Where soot of man did seldome presse Nor found they City where to stay 5 With hunger pin'd with thirsting faint Their anguish't soule was overcharg'd 6 Then to the Lord they made complaint Who them from their distresse enlarg'd 7 He led them on and brought them home The readiest way for them the best 〈◊〉 to a City they might come 〈…〉 tation where to rest 8 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse That he for Adams sons hath done 9 The thirsty soule he satiates The hungry soule with good sustaines 10 That sits in darknesse at the gates And shade of death in iron chaines 11 Because against the words of God They bent themselves rebelliously Despis'd his counsell and withstood The hand of him that is Most-Hie 12 Thus humbled for they did not well In griefe of heart he let them lie Where downe they fell but helplesse fell For refuge none nor help was nie 13 Distrest unto the Lord they cri'd Who set them free from their distresse 14 From darknesse from deaths shade unti'd And brake their bands of heavinesse 15 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse That he for Adams sons hath done 16 For he the gates of brasse hath broke The gates of brasse against him bent And by his hands resistlesse stroke The iron barres in sunder rent 17 Fooles for their faults afflicted are Whose way hath made their will their law 18 Their soule abhorres all kind of fare Neere to the gates of death they draw 19 Distrest unto the Lord they cry Who them from dying anguish saves 20 He heales them by his words supply And frees them from corrupting graves 21 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse Which he for Adams sons hath done 22 Before him offrings let them lay Confessions of their thankfulnesse And sacrifice of praises pay His workes with shouts of joy expresse 23 They that in ships goe downe to sea And Marts in many waters keep 24 What deeds the Lord hath showne them see His workes of wonder in the deep 25 The stormy wind his word bespake That all the Maine with Mountaines fills The sea-wet starres their mantles shake The brinie downes are turn'd to hills 26 As high as Heaven the billowes mount Dis-mounted deep as hell descend Their melting soule makes small account But feare of death in death to end 27 Thus bandi'd to and fro they reele And stagger like a drunken man Ill may the Pilot rule the keele Where wisedomes care so little can 28 Distrest unto the Lord they crie Who sets them free from their distresse 29 The storme he calmes with cleerer skie And sets their waves at quietnesse 30 The combat ceast the sea-men glad That winds and waves were parted friends He that of them the conduct had To their desired haven them sends 31 Let them before the Lord confesse His tender mercies many a one To men his wondrous workes expresse That he for Adams sons hath done 32 Assembled in the peoples throngs His worthy acts when they repeat With hymnes of praise and thankfull songs Exalt him in the Elders seat 33 Which turnes the flouds to desert sands To drinesse drawes the springing Weâ—â— 34 With salt he sowes the fruitfull lands For their misdeeds that therein dwell 35 Againe he turnes the desert dry To standing pooles with water fill'd 36 And seats the hungry downe thereby Where they to dwell a City build 37 Their fields they sow their vines they plant Which yeeld them fruits of faire encrease 38 Their Mynes of wealth no blessings want Nor suffreth he their heards decrease 39 On them made lesse and low brought downe He makes restraint and anguish prey 40 On Princes leaves contempt to frowne In Deserts lets them lose their way 41 Yet
thy Law the Truth containes 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Straitnesse and anguish found my spirits fast hold on me to get Yet are thy Precepts those delights whereon my heart is set 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Such Justice such eternall Right thy Testimonies give O give me understandings light that I may learne to live COPH. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 CRying with heart entire I cri'd heare Lord and answer make To keep thy Statutes for my guide then will I undertake 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 Calling upon thee did I call from dangers deepest deep Be thou my Saviour and I shall thy Testimonies keep 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 Crying the twilight I prevent my call call'd up the day To wait on thee was mine intent upon thy Word to stay 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Could any eies by watching late like watch to mine have kept Upon thy Word to meditate that wak't when others slept 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 Can thy great mercies eare lesse doe than heare my voice complaine Thy Judgement Lord according to O quicken me againe 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Close-follow'd by a wicked crew how neere to me they draw In mischiefe they that me pursue are farre off from thy Law 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Can duty can default be done but thou O Lord art neere Truth are thy Precepts every one all thy Commandments cleare 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Continu'd are I know of old thy Testimonies sayes That thou hast founded them to hold beyond the length of daies RESH 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 REgard what pressures I sustaine weigh and their weight withdraw Release me that for all my paine have not forgot thy Law 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 Right thou my cause that comes to thee opprest and hard withstood Redeem thou me and quicken me to make thy saying good 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 Remov'd is from the wicked farre Salvation them she flies That with thy Statutes tongues to jarre to seeke them have no eies 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Repeat thy many mercies great how canst thou them refraine Thy wonted Judgements Lord repeat to quicken me againe 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 Ready my Persecutors are oppressors many mine Drawne from thy Testimonies care yet did I not decline 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Revolting sinners how I saw I sorrow to record How perversly they breake thy Law and have not kept thy Word 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Respect thy Precepts how I love to quicken zeales desire Let Lord thy loving kindnesse prove thy mercy blow the fire 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Right entrance to thy Word truth gives and endlesse as it growes For ever every Judgement lives that from thy Justice flowes SCHIN 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 SUppressors of my harmlesse head together Princes draw But of thy Word than of their deed my heart stands more in awe 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 So much thy Word is my delight as after care and toile When from the vanquish't foe in flight the Victor beares the spoile 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 Sworne foe I am profest to fraud and falshood I detest Yet doth my love thy Law applaud and there sets up my rest 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Seven times ere one daies Sun descend to praise thee forth I breake Thy righteous Judgements to commend and of their Justice speake 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Such peace is given in recompence to them that love thy Law No stumbling-blocke shall give offence no danger them withdraw 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Salvation Lord my hope attends for thine attends alone And dreadlesse of distrustfull ends thy Precepts have I done 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Safe in my soule my soules delight thy Testimonies lye And them have I observ'd aright and lov'd exceedingly 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Strictly thy Lawes are kept by me and Testimonies thine To thee no waies can ever be I know unknowne of mine THAV 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 TO thee let my complaint come neere and lie before thee Lord O give me understanding cleere according to thy Word 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 The supplication in thy sight that I preferre accept And let thy promise be upright in my deliverance kept 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 Then as a fountaines fluent spring my lips shall utter praise My tutor'd steps when thou shalt bring to walke thy Statutes waies 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Then of thy Word my tongue shall sound a Psalme that shall intreat For just are all thy Precepts found as Justice is their seat 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 To help me let thy hand prevaile when perills me oppose For leaving other helps that faile thy Precepts have I chose 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 To have of thy Salvation sight Lord I have long'd full sore And in thy Law so I delight I shall desire no more 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Then let my soule but live so long this ground till I have laid To make thy praise fill up my song to get thy Judgements aide 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Thy wandring servant gone astray as shepheard his lost sheep O seeke so mindfull in thy way thy Precepts prest to keep PSAL. 120. Ad Dominum cum tribul Canticum Graduum IN my distresses anguish When I did lye and languish Upon the Lord I call'd No longer he deferr'd mee But at mine instance heard mee From where I lay enthrall'd 2 My soule O Lord deliver From lips of lies the quiver And from a double tongue 3 False tongue what gives it to thee What profit shall it doe thee When thy fell sting hath stung 4 Sharp arrowes are lesse cruell No Juniper like fewell So deadly are they not As are those forked quarrells As are those wild-fire barrells The tongues malignant shot 5 Now woe is me these dangers Mor◠strange to me then strangers That exil'd life re-sents Against my will constraine me With Meshech to containe me And dwell in Kedars Tents 6 My soule hath too long resting With him that peace detesting Is ever male-content I am for peace that love it And when my speeches move it for warre then are they bent PSAL. 121. Levavi oculos Canticum Graduum UP to the Hills I lift mine eies from whence will come mine aide 2 From with the Lord come my supplies which Heavens and Earth hath laid 3 He will not suffer thee to slide thy foot to tread awry He will not give that slumber hide thy keepers wakefull eye 4 Loe him that keepeth Israel shall Israels keeper keep That on his eye no slumber dwell his eye-lid lodge no sleep 5 The Lord the Lord thy keeper is his helpe's at thy right hand To shade thee spread those wings of his to lead thee ready stand 6 So thee with scorching heat by day the Sun-beames shall not smite Nor shall the Moon thy vigour slay with vapours of the night 7 The Lord shall thy