spread on earth as dung 11. Let Oreb's Zeb's Zalmunna's fate Reward their Princes hate 12. Who said let us our force address Gods Houses to possess 13. My God! O make them like a wheele As straw in winds to reele 14. As raging fires their fuell burn And Hills to ashes turn 15. So with Thy tempest them pursue With stormes their fear renew 16. O Lord their faces fill with shame That they may seek Thy Name 17. Let them confounded ever stand And perish by Thy hand 18. That men may know Iehovahs Name Rules all this earthly frame PSAL. LXXXIV 1. HOw lovely Thou great Lord of war Thy Tabernacles are 2. My longing soule is faint and pain'd Whilst from thy Courts restrain'd My heart my flesh with all that give Me pow'r to move or live Cry loud till they admitted be The living God to see 3. Yea Sparrows find a house to rest The Swallow builds hir nest Their young they to thine Altar bring O Lord my God and King 4. Blessed are they who all their daies Thee in thy Temple praise 5. Blest is the man whose strength Thou art Whose wayes direct his heart 6. Who passing through the mournfull vale Where springs and comforts faile Make wells in Baca's barren plaine And pooles to fill with raine 7. They go from strength to strength nor faint Through wearinesse or want Till to thy House approaching neare In Sion they appeare 8. Lord God of Hosts my prayer heare O Iacob's God give eare 9. O God our Shield looke downe with grace On Thine Annointed's face 10. One day which in Thy Courts He spends Thousands of ours transcends I 'ld rather keep a door with thee Then all earth's glory see 11. For God our shield our Sun and light Crownes those that walk upright Nor failes all good such men to give Who in His Statutes live 12. O Lord of Hosts great God of Might Who dwell'st in endlesse light How blessed shall that servant be Who puts his trust in Thee PSAL. LXXXV 1. LOrd to thy land Thou good hast been Which hath Thy favour seen Thou Iacob's Off-spring hast set free From thtir captivitie 2. Thou thy forgivenes didst dispense To cover all offence 3. Thou hast remov'd Thy wrath which burn'd And from thy fiercenes turn'd 4. Turne us O God of health and peace O cause Thine anger cease 5. Wilt Thou displeas'd for ever be With all posterity 6. Wilt Thou not us againe receive Thy peoples joyes enlive 7. Lord shew That mercy which we want And Thy salvation grant 8. I will what God declares attend For He His peace will send And cures His Saints of all their paine If they not sin againe 9. For His salvation is near To such as do Him fear That glory in our land may dwell And all things prosper well 10. Mercy with Truth united is Justice and Peace do kisse 11. Truth springing out of earth is strook And Right from Heav'n doth look 12. The Lord shall give us all things good Our land yield store of food 13. Before Him Righteousness shall go His wayes and steps to shew PSAL. LXXXVI 1. BOw down thine eare Lord to my cry Poor and in misery 2. Preserve my guiltles soul whose faith On thee depended hath 3. Shew mercy Lord for all the day Before thy throne I pray 4. Rejoyce thy servants soul which he Lifts up O Lord to thee 5. Thou good and gratious do'st live And ready to forgive Thou plenteous mercy keep'st in store For all who Thee implore 6. Unto my prayer Lord give eare My supplications heare 7. In time of trouble and of greife Thou sendest me releife 8. Among earths Gods or Pow'rs Divine No works are like to thine 9. The Nations all whom Thou didst frame Shall glorifie Thy Name 10. Thou wonders do'st Great God alone 11. Thy way to me make know'n My heart unto thy feare unite Who in thy name delight 12. Then I my faculties will raise To honour Thee with praise 13. Who do'st my soul in mercy save From the devouring grave 14. O God! the proud against me rise In furious companies Ungodly men my life have sought Who set thy pow'r at nought 15. But Thou a God compassionate Whose mercies not abate Long suff'ring art and patient To pardon sinners bent 16. O turne to me in love againe Let me thy pity gaine Give strength and from destruction O save Thine hand-maids son Some token of thy favour deigne Which may my haters shame Because Thou Lord ha'st brought me aid And art my comfort made PSAL. LXXXVII 1. UPon the Holy Mountaines brest Where God Himself doth rest By His protection firmely stay'd Are Her foundations lay'd 2. The Lord who Sion did elect Hir gates doth more affect Then all the num'rous tents beside Where Jacob's sons abide 3. Ierusalem thou City faire God's dwelling and His care Of thee thou throne of Iudahs Kings Are spoken glorious things 4. I wil strong Rahab mention With high-towr'd Babylon The scorched Ethiopian lands The plaines where Tyrus stands Philistia too shall reck'ned be With those acknowledg me 5. For ev'ry quarter of the earth Gives Sions children birth God shall establish Hir on high Hir numbers multiply When Nations far dispersed shall Be gather'd at His call 6. And when the Lord His Churches fruits With all Hir Sons computes They shall amongst His people know'n Be counted for his own 7. The Singers too rehearsed are Who there His praise declare From whence arise fresh springs of Grace To water ev'ry place PSAL. LXXXVIII Sing this as the Lamentation 1. TO Thee O Lord who me do'st save Both day and night I cryed have 2. Lend to my voice a gratious eare 3. Whose troubled soul to death draws neare 4. Cast down to earth I 'mongst the dead 5. Am only free and numbered Like those who in the grave forgot By thee cut off corrupt and rot 6. Thou in the lowest pit ha'st layd And darkest deeps my covring made 7. I am hard pressed by Thy wrath And every wave afflicted hath 8. Thou mine acquaintance hast remov'd And sever'd me from those I lov'd Their friendship turned is to hate My life shut up and desolate 9. My weeping eye doth daily mourne My hands stretch'd out my hopes forlorne 10. Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead To praise Thee rais'd and wakened 11. Shall the devouring grave declare How true thy promis'd mercies are 12. Or shall the dark Thy wonders see The land where all forgotten be 13. To Thee O Lord my cryes are sent My prayer shall the morne prevent 14. O why do'st Thou my soul reject And hid'st from me Thy blest aspect 15. Afflicted and in misery I almost ready am to dy From youth to age in lifes each act Thy suffer'd terrours me distract 16. Thy wrath quite over me doth go Thine indignation strikes me so 17. They like the raging floods abound Or swelling waters me surround 18. My friends and all my lovers are By Thee from my
my hands and feet 17. My bones stick out consum'd and bare Whil'st they remorselesse on me stare 18. They now to part my garments hast And Lots upon my vesture cast 19. But be not far from me O Lord 20. My soule deliver from the sword 21 My darling save from rav'ning jawes Of dogs and from the Lions pawes For thou hast heard me from the hornes Of fierce assayling Unicornes 22. I to my brethren will proclaime The Praises due to Thy great Name 23. Yee that fear God all Iacobs line And Israëls seed in Prayses joyne 24. Th' afflicted He did nere despise Nor hid His face but heard their cries 25. My praise and vowes devout to Thee Shall in thy Church performed be 26 He to the meeke will plenty give The hearts that seek Him ever live 27. Far as the world extends it 's bound Religious Converts shall be found They shall remember and implore And ev'ry Kindred Him adore 28 For God's the Kingdome is whose sway All Nations of the Earth obay 29. The rich who on Earth's fatnesse feed Ev'n to the Soule that dies for need All from the throne unto the dust Before Him bow and worship must 30. All these shall serve Him in their seed And sons to God adopted breed 31. Who to succession shall proclaime His righteousnesse and awfull Name PSAL. XXIII 1. THe Lord my Shepheard is and guide I shall no want abide 2. He makes me lye in fruitfull meads And by stil waters leads 3. My Soule to danger given ore He doth againe restore And guides me in the righteous path His Name elected hath 4. Yea though in vale of darknesse lay'd Or death's more ghastly shade I feare no ill Thy rod and staffe Direct and keep me safe 5. Thou dost for me a plenteous fare Before my foes prepare Thou dost with oyle annoint my head My flowing Cup doth shed 6. Thy mercy sure shall me attend Untill my Life doth end And in the House of God will I Remaine Eternally PSAL XXIV 1. EArth is the Lords with hir encrease And all that there have place 2. He founded it upon the Seas And made the floods hir base 3. Who in God's Holy Place shall stand Or on His Hill appeare 4. He who is pure in Heart and hand Nor to deceive doth sweare 5. He blessings shall from God receive And righteousnesse from high 6. This is their race who God believe And to His sight are nigh 7. Lift up yee Gates lift up your head Yee Doores Eternall spread The King of Glory shall come in And his approach begin 8. Who is the Great and Glorious King Of whom our Praises sing The Lord in Battaile mighty This The King of Glory is 9. Lift up yee Gates lift up your Head Yee Doores Eternall spread The King of Glory shall come in And his approach begin 10. Who is the Great and Glorious King Of whom our Praises sing The Lord in Battell mighty This The King of Glory is PSAL. XXV 1. WIth Thoughts lift up to Thee O God my Soule doth flee 2. To shame O never me expose Nor triumph of my foes 3. Let those be free from shame Who wait upon Thy Name But let them feele it who Thy Lawes Transgresse without a cause 4. Thy wayes unto me shew Teach me Thy truth to know 5. Thon art the God do'st me defend On Thee I still depend 6. Thinke on Thy mercies Lord Thy ancient love record 7. Remember not my sins of youth But save me in Thy truth 8. Good is the Lord His ways To sinners He displaies 9. The meek He will in judgment guide Who in His precepts bide 10. His paths with truth abound Great mercies there are found Which He unto all such doth grant Who keep his Covenant 11. O for Thy Names sake Lord Pardon to me afford And with my heinous crime dispense For great is mine offence 12. To him that feares He shewes The way which he shall chuse 13. His Soule shall dwell at ease his race Shall long on earth have place 14. To them who God do feare His secret shall appeare He will His Covenant declare To such as faithfull are 15. Mine eyes on God are set Who plucks me from the net 16. O Lord to we in mercy turne Afflicted forlorne 17. My heart's distresse is large O Thou my woes discharge 18. Looke on the paine wherein I live And all my sins forgive 19. Thinke on my many foes Whose hate most cruell growes 20. O keep my soule from scandall free Who put my trust in Thee 21. Let Justice me defend Who on Thy grace attend 22. Thy Israël O God release And all his troubles ease PSAL. XXVI 1. IUdge me O God for in Thy path My foot insisted hath My trust hath on Thee Lord rely'd Therefore I shall not slide 2. Examine me O Lord and try My reines and heart descry 3. Thy mercy still is in my sight Thy truth hath kept me right 4. I have not with vaine persons sate Or those that use deceit 5. Ill congregations I detest Nor am the sinners guest 6. In innocence I le wash my hand So at Thine Altar stand 7. That I may publish in my Song What thankes to Thee belong 8 O Lord devoutly I affect The House Thou dost Elect. I Love the honour of that Place Thy presence deignes to grace 9. Shut not my soule nor judge my life With men of blood and strife 10. Whose arme it selfe in mischiefe lifts Whose hand is fill'd with gifts 11. In mine integrity I goe Save me and mercy show 12. So will I Praise Thee when my feet Within Thy Temple meet PSAL. XXVII Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. GOd my Salvation is and Light What terrour then shall me affright My life 's sole strength He is and aid Of whom then shall I be afraid 2. When wicked men mine enemies Conspiring did against me rise When they approach'd my flesh to eat They stumbling fell in their retreat 3. Although an host encamped were My heart their numbers shall not feare And though a War against me rise My confidence shall them despise 4. One thing of God I have desir'd That I unto His House retir'd Might spend my dayes there grow old His Temples beauty to behold 5. For He when times of trouble threat Will me in his Pavilion seat Within His Tabernacle hide And safety on a rock provide 6. And now my head up-lifted shall Behold my foes encircling fall Therefore glad Songs and sacrifice With praises to Thy throne shall rise 7. Heare O my Lord and when I cry In mercy to my voyce reply 8. When Thou command'st Seek ye my face My heart O Lord I seek Thee saies 9. Hide not Thy face from me in ire Nor leave me helplesse I desire 10. Who when my Parents me forsake Wilt me unto Thy favour take 11. Teach me O Lord Thy wayes to tread In pathes of truth and plainnesse lead 12. Nor leave me to their cruell will
from amongst the Sheepfolds took 71. From following Ewes he made him feed His chosen People Iacob's seed 72. Whom with a perfect heart he fed And by his skilfull conduct led PSAL. LXXIX Sing this as the Lamentation 1. O God the Heathen us invade Thine heritage a prey is made Thy Holy Temple they defile And Salem make their ruins pile 2. The bodies of thy servants ly To gorge the fowles through heav'n that fly The carkasses of Saints are feasts To glut and feed devouring beasts 3. Their bloud like water hath been shed And none would see them buryed 4. We are become our neighbours flowt Reproach'd and laugh'd at round about 5. How long Lord shall thy jealous ire Consume us like unquenched fire 6. Let thy fierce anger those devoure Who neither feare thy Name or pow'r 7 Let those at length thy judgments tast Whose furious rage lay'd Iacob wast 8. Remember not our former sin Nor how rebellious we have bin Let speedy mercies us prevent Who languish through thy punishment 9. Save us God for thy great Name Forgive our sins remove our shame 10. Why should in scorne the Heathen say Where is the God whom we obay O let the value of our blood In thy revenge be understood 11. And let the pris'ners groanes and sighes Up to thy throne of mercy rise Deliver those are mark't to dy By their blood-thirsting cruelty 12. Let seven-fold vengeance them reward Who nor thy Church nor thee regard And may those tongues which thee blaspheme Become themselvs reproaches theme 13 So we thy People and the sheep Which thine own Fold Pastures keep Wil thank thy goodnes all our daies And to succession sing thy praise PSAL. LXXX 1 GReat Shepheard who dost Israel keep And leadest Ioseph like a sheep Give eare and shine with glorious light O thou that dwell'st 'twixt Cherubs bright 2 Before thy Tribes now Captives made Stir up thy selfe and bring us aid Manasses Ephraim behold And Benjamin to bondage sold. 3. Turne us againe O God of might And shew to us thy comforts light Thy favour to thy servants deigne And then we shall be whole againe 4. How long wilt thou displeased be With those who daily worship thee How long thy closed eare exclude Their Prayers who to Thee have su'd 5. Thou feedest Them with sorrowes bread And teares for drink are measured 6. We are through strife and envy torne Our neighbours spoile our haters scorne 7. Turne us againe great God of might And shew to us thy comforts light Thy favour to Thy servants deigne And then we shall be whole againe 8. Thou didst a Vine from Aegypt bring Thy hand which planted made it spring 9. And that it might have room to spred The Heathen were discomfited I'ts root Thou caused'st fast to stand And with faire branches fill the land 10. The Hills were cover'd with Hir shade Hir boughes like goodly Cedars made 11. Hir Armes did from the River reach Unto the Swelling Oceans beach 12. Why ha'st Thou then broke downe hir fense Exposing hir to violence That all who passe along hir place Pluck off hir grapes hir stock deface 13. The Mountaine beasts the Forrest Boare Root up hir plants devoure hir store 14. Returne O God! from heaven shine Visit Thy now despised Vine And what thy right hand once did plant O never may thy blessing want 15. Let all hir branches flourish long Which for thy self thou mad'st so strong 16. For though cut down and burnt she lyes Thy beames of love shall make hir rise 17. Thy people strengthen and protect Whom for thy self Thou did'st elect 18. So will we not goe back from Thee Whose name shall still invoked be 19. Turne us again O God of might And shew to us Thy comforts light Thy favour to thy servants deigne And then we shall be whole againe PSAL. LXXXI 1. TO God our strength lift up your voyce And make a joyfull noyse 2. Let Timbrell Psalme the pleasant Lyre With Psaltery conspire 3. The Trumpet in the New Moone blow In solemne triumph goe 4. Which God did as a Law ordaine For Iacob to retaine 5. This He to Ioseph did command In the Egyptian land Where I a language heard unknow'n And understood by none 6. His shoulder I from burthens eas'd From making bricks releas'd 7. Thou didst on me in trouble call Who ransom'd thee from thrall In thunder from the breaking cloud I answer'd thee alowd And at the waters where you strove In Meribah did prove 8. Heare O my people I will tell To Thee O Israel 9. No Heathen Gods shalt Thou adore Nor worship them before 10. I am thy God who freedome wrought And Thee from Egypt brought Thy mouth enlarg'd and open'd wide By me shall be supply'd 11. But they my precepts did neglect And Iacob Me reject 12. So left I them to lusts unknow'n And counsells of their own 13. O that my people would have hear'd And from my wayes not errd 14. Their foes then had I soon subdu'd And with my hand pursu'd 15. No place God's haters should secure But they should still endure 16. I fed them had with finest wheat And hony for their meat PSAL. LXXXII Sing this as the Prayer after the Commandements 1. GOd in the great assembly sits To Kings and Judges judgment fits 2. How long the right will ye reject And persons of the bad respect 3. The poor and fatherlesse defend Justice to men opprest extend 4. Deliver those in need that stand And save them from the wicked's hand 5. They will not understand nor know But in the mists of darknes go Earths bases all are out of course Whil'st justice failes and Law wants force 6. I said that Kings are Gods on earth And sons deriv'd from highest birth 7. But ye like other men shall dy And with the fallen Princes ly 8. O God! whose pow'r doth all comprise In judgment on the earth arise For all the nations scatter'd far Thy lot and Tributaries are PSAL. LXXXIII 1. DO not O God Thou silence keep Nor let Thy vengeance sleep 2. Thy hatefull foes lift up their head In tumults gathered 3. With craft and counsailes of deceit They plot and ly in wait How they Thy People may annoy And Thine elect destroy 4. Come let us say this furious rout Their Nation quite root out And let the name of Israel be Lost to all memory 5. In consultations full of hate 'Gainst Thee confederate 6. Edom with Ishmael combine Moab with Hagars line 7. Gebal and Ammon 'gainst us fight With the Amalekite The Philistines arm'd bands conspire With those that dwell at Tyre 8. And Ashur runs in to their aid Prepared to invade They strengthen Lots incestuous race Our dwellings to deface 9. But Thou like Midian them confound Whose sword themselves did wound Like Sisera O make them all Who did at Kishon fall 10. Be they as Iabin swoll'n with pride Whose dreadfull Armies dy'd Their carkasses in Endor flung Were
Name And let his Courts with off'rings flame 9. O worship him your zeale express In beauty and in holiness Let all the earth before him feare And say God doth the Scepter beare 10. The world shall be establish'd so It shall not from its fast'nings go He to the people righteously His finall judgment shall apply 11. Let earth be glad and heav'n rejoyce The roaring Ocean make a noyse 12. Be glad ye fruits sprung from the fields With all the trees the forrest yields 13. For lo to judgment God doth come He comes to give the earth it 's doome His just revenge the world pursu'th To judge the people with his truth PSAL. XCVII 1. LEt earth rejoyce that God doth reigne And Isles within the maine 2. Darknes and clouds waite Him upon And Justice is His Throne 3. Devouring fire before Him goes To burne His circling foes 4. Throughout the world His lightnings blaze Which trembling earth amaze 5. Hills at his presence turn'd to fume Like melting wax consume 6. The Heav'ns His righteousnes proclaime And men confess His fame 7. Let quick perdition all confound To worship Idols bound Who boast in Stocks and from Him swerve Whom all the Gods must serve 8. Sion and Iudah both rejoyc'd To heare Thy judgments voyc'd 9. With whose exalted state none dare Or men or Gods compare 10. Who love the Lord and do His will See that ye hate all ill He doth from wicked hands protect The soules of His Elect. 11. Unto the Godly springs a light And joy to the upright 12. Let righteous men their Lord then bless And praise His Holines PSAL. XCVIII 1. VNto the Lord your Songs renew Who marvailes wrought for you His holy arme and His right hand The victory hath gain'd 2. God His salvation hath made know'n His truth to Heathens shew'n 3. His mercies have remembred been Earth His Salvation seen 4. Make to the Lord a joyfull noyse Earth in lowd Songs rejoyce 5 With Harps unto your Maker sing And Psalmes tun'd to the string 6. With Trumpets and the Cornets sound Let your full joyes rebound All in your shrillest accents sing Before the Lord your King 7 Let roaring Seas for gladnes swell The world with those there dwell 8. Floods clap their hands the waves combine All Hills in praises joyne 9. For lo to Judgment God doth come To give the earth it 's doome With justice He the world will try And men with Equity PSAL. XCIX 1. THe Lord doth reigne ye people all With trembling 'fore Him fall His throne 'twixt Cherubs He doth make Let earth be mov'd and shake 2. The Lord is in His Sion great Above the world His Seat 3. Let all the Holines proclaime Of His most awfull Name 4. This King of strength true Judgment loves And equity approves Thou do'st Thy righteous judgments fruit In Iacob execute 5. Exalt the Lord and Him adore His foot-stoole fall before 6. Moses and Aaron 'mongst His Priests On whom His service rests And Samuel 'mongst those that came To supplicate His Name These call'd on Him and when they pray'd He gratious answer made 7. He from the pillar of the Cloud Did speak to them aloud Whose Testimonies they obay'd Nor from His statutes stray'd 8. Thou answer'dst them O Lord our God! With mercy us'dst Thy rod Their sins Thy wrath did not forbear Yet they forgiven were 9. The Lord our God then magnify Exalt His praise on high And worship at His sacred Hill For God is holy still PSAL. C. 1. MAke to the Lord a joyfull noyse All lands to Him lift up your voice 2. Serve Him with gladnes let your tongue Approach His presence with a Song 3. Know He is God by whose hand we And not our own created be We are His people and the sheep His folds enclose His pastures keep 4. Enter with thanks His dwelling place And let His Courts resound with praise Your gratitude to Him profess His glorious Name for ever bless 5. For He is good and great His care His mercies everlasting are His truth eternally shall last When Time and all successions wast PSAL. CI. 1. I Mercy will and Judgment sing To Thee my Lord and King 2. I wisely will my steps direct In wayes of Thine elect O when wilt Thou to me come neare Thy presence when appear Who in my house with perfect heart Will nere from Thee depart 3. No wicked thing before mine eyes Will I behold or prize I hate the work of them whose pride From Thee doth turne aside 4. A wicked man and froward heart Shall from my thoughts depart Nor with the sinfull or perverse My knowledg shall converse 5. I will cut off the man whose spight His neighbour doth back-bite With him whose heart or look is high I never will comply 6. Upon the faithfull of the land Mine eyes shall fixed stand Who walketh in the perfect way Shall in my service stay 7. My house shall never give receit To him that works deceit Nor shall he tarry in my sight Who doth in lyes delight 8. All those in wickedness that joy I early will destroy And from the City of the Lord Cut all whom He abhorr'd PSAL. CII Sing this as the Lamentation 1. HEare me O Lord and let my cry To Thy bright throne ascend on high 2. Hide not Thy face in time of need But answer my request with speed 3. For all my daies away consume Like to the smoak or rising fume My bones like fired brands became Burnt up scorch'd in sorrowes flame 4. My heart like grass is withered And I forget to eat my bread 5. I wast and pine in daily groanes That scarse my flesh cleaves to my bones 6. Like Pelicans remov'd from sight Or Owles in desarts shunning light 7. As sparrowes their lost mates bemoane So do I watch and fit alone 8. I with reproach all day am torne Of enemies against me sworne 9. I ashes eat instead of bread And drink the tears my sorrows shed 10. Which mischeifs from thy wrath are grow'n Since thou who rais'd hast cast me down 11. Thus like the dark declining shade Or dying flow'r I hourely fade 12. Yet thou O Lord dost still endure From times successive change secure 13. Thou therefore shalt in mercy rise And Sion help which ruin'd lies The time is come for hir repaire 14. Whose stones and rubbish prized are Thy servants pity hir neglect And on hir dust with sighs reflect 15. So shall the Heathen feare Thy Name And Kings Thy Majesty proclaime 16. When God shall Sions buildings reare And in His glory shall appeare 17. He will regard the poor man's suit And not despise the destitute 18. This shall be written for record That after Times may praise the Lord. Second Part. 19. The Lord from high His beams display'd And out of Heaven earth survay'd 20. The Captives fetters to unty And Pris'ners save condemn'd to dy 21. That so in Sions blessed hill And Salem which His wonders
word try'd Doth as a shield the faithfull hide 31. Who can like Him a Saviour be Or who a Rock to us but He 32. T is God that girdeth me with might And keepes me in my wayes upright 33. My feet like Hind's He maketh swift And to high places doth me lift 34. T is He doth teach my hands to warre Steel bowes by them now broken are 35. Thou wast my shield Thy hand sustain'd I through Thy favour greatnesse gain'd 36. My feet enlarged have not fail'd 37. 'Gainst foes pursuit my hands prevail'd 38. Whose pride now quite confounded lies Wounded and fall'n no more to rise 39. Thou girdest me with strength for fight And hast subdu'd the rebells might 40. Their captive necks below me bend And in deserv'd destruction end 41. They cry'd for safety ' midst their feare But God nor help them would nor hear 42. Like dust blow'n up so did I beat And tread them downe in their retreat 43. From mutiny and peoples strife O Lord Thou resku'd hast my life My head ore Nations Thou dost crowne Those serve me whom I have not know'n 44. Soone as they heare they me obay And strangers stoop unto my sway 45. The aliens away shall fade And their close places leave dismai'd 46 Blest be my Rock who ever lives Exalt Him who Salvation gives 47. T is God whose vengeance doth pursue And people under me subdue 48. He saves me from mine enemies And lifts me up 'bove those that rise He is my reskue my defence From men of blood and violence 49. Therefore will I to Thee O Lord My thanks Eternally record Amongst the Heathen speake Thy fame And praises sing unto Thy Name 30. He great deliverance doth bring In love to His annointed King His mercies doth on David powre And on his seed for evermore PSAL. XIX 1. THe Heavens high declare the fame Of God who did them frame 2. One day another tels and night His wonders doth recite 3. They have no language yet they teach Without or tongue or speech 4. And through the earth their sound is gone To every Nation God in the Circle of those spheares A Tabernacle reares In which the swift unweary'd Sun His daily course may run 5. Who as a Bridegroome freshly deckt Doth on the world reflect And as a Giant strong in might Darts forth his piercing light 6. He breaking from the Easterne skies Doth from his Chambers rise And till his beames declining set Nothing can shun his heat 7. Gods Law is incorrupt and whole Converting every Soule His faithfull promise never dies And makes the simple wise 8. The Statutes of the Lord are right And drooping hearts delight Both pure and perfect His command Gives light to understand 9. Most unpolluted is His feare Eternall and sincere The judgments of the Lord are fixt With Truth and Justice mixt 10. More to be wish'd then golden mines When them the test refines And more then hony that distills The mouth with sweetnessefills 11. By These Thy servant warned is Oft as he goes amisse Which yeeld a plentifull reward To all that Them regard 12. Who knowes how often he offends How far his sin extends Lord cleanse my Soule from crimes conceal'd To none but Thee reveal'd 13. Keep me that no presumptuous staine May ore Thy Servant reigne Then shall I walke in innocence Free from the great offence 14. O Lord my only strength and tow'r Who sav'st me by Thy pow'r Let all my words and thoughts by Thee Heard and accepted be PSAL. XX. 1. THe Lord in thy afflictions day Give eare when thou dost pray The Name of Iacob's God defend On whom thy hopes depend 2. Help from His Sanctuary send And strength from Sion lend 3. Thy Gifts in His remembrance prize Accept thy sacrifice 4 May He who comforts doth inspire Grant thee thy heart's desire Make thee enjoy thy wishes still Thy counsailes all fulfill 5. With thankfull and triumphant voyce We in Thy help rejoyce And in Thy Name our banners reare Who wilt thy servants heare 6. Now know I God who power gave Doth His Annointed save He heares from Heav'n and His right hand Makes him in safety stand 7. Some in their armed Chariots force Some put their trust in horse But we remember will the Lord Whose Name doth strength afford 8. They are brought down and fall'n in war We rays'd in triumph are 9. O save us Lord great Heavens King Heare those requests we bring PSAL. XXI 1. THe King shall in Thy strength be glad Through Thee with safety clad 2. Thou gav'st him all his heart desir'd And what his lips requir'd 3. Thou didst no good from him withhold Crownd'st him with purest gold 4. He asked life and Thou didst give Him endlesse dayes to live 5. Great Majesty doth him invest Through Thy Salvation blest Thou giv'st him joy and lasting grace The favour of Thy face 7. The King on God his trust hath plac't Whose Mercy keeps Him fast 8. Thy right hand all Thy foes shall find Whose hate 'gainst Thee combin'd 9. Thy wrath shall those who Thee forsake A fiery Oven make The Lord shall swallow them in ire By His revenges fire 10. Their fruit shalt Thou destroy from earth Root out their childrens birth 11. For they 'gainst Thee did ill invent Though fayl'd in their intent 12. When at their face Thine arrowes aime They turn their back with shame 13. O Lord Thy strength and glory raise So we Thy pow'r will praise PSAL. XXII Sing this as the Lamentation 1. MY God My God upon me look O wherefore hast Thou me forsook Why help'st Thou not when I implore Nor hear'st when I through anguish roare 2 O God by day to Thee I cry But Thou Thy audience dost deny And in the night when I should sleep My sorrowes will not silence keep 3. But Thou in Holinesse dost dwell O Thou the praise of Israel 4. Our Fathers plac'd their trust in Thee And Thy deliverance set them free 5. They cry'd to Thee surpriz'd with feare And from Confusion saved were 6. But I a worme and no man am Reproach of men and peoples shame 7 Beholders Me their pastime make Shoot out their lip their head they shake 8. He trusted God that He would save See if from him he safety have 9. But Thou didst take me from the womb And ever since my hope become 10. On Thee when on the breast I hung And from the birth my care was flung 11. When trouble 's neare O be not far Since left to me no helpers are 12. For many bulls with bellowing sound Strong bulls of Bashan girt me round 13. They gape like Lions Me about 14. I am like water powred out My bones disjoynted torture crackes My heart within me melts like Waxe 15 My strength is like a Pot-sheard dry'd My tongue up to my Palate ty'd 16. Thou brought'st me down unto the grave For dogs my life encompast have Assemblies of the wicked meet They pierced have
Who raise false witnesse me to kill 13. I fainted had but for beleife In endlesse life to find releife Wait on the Lord of courage be O wait on Him will strengthen Thee PSAL. XXVIII 1. TO Thee O Lord my Rock I cry Forbeare not to reply Least I be if Thou silence keep Like those in death that sleep 2. Heare Thou the voyce of my request In accents lowd exprest When I with lifted hands entreat Before thy Mercy seat 3. O draw me not with sinners hence Whose works are Thy offence Who when their hearts would mischiefe wreake Peace to their neighbour speake 4. Give them according to their deeds And wicked labours feeds And in the workes they did invent Render their punishment 5. Because Gods works they set at nought And what His hand hath wrought He cast them to destruction shall Nor build them when they fall 6. Blessed be God who when I pray'd Became my shield and aid 7. Therefore my heart in Songs of Praise With joy His fame shall raise 8. He His Annointed doth defend Strength to His Servants send 9. Thy people save Thine Heritance To endlesse blisse advance PSAL. XXIX 1. YEe Mighty in your Race and Tribe Glory to God ascribe 2. In beauty of His holinesse His Name adore and blesse 3. The Lord by His commanding voyce Brings downe the Waters noyse The Glorious God the Thunder makes Which earth's foundation shakes 4. He rules the Sea with pow'r from high Dreadfull in Majesty 5. His voyce when He in fury speakes The lofty Cedars breaks 6. Like sporting Calves the Mountaines skip Great Lebanon doth leap And Syrion by his Motion borne Like a young Unicorne 7. His voyce the flames of fire divides From clouds when Lightning glides 8. At His rebuke the desart quakes And barren Kadesh shakes 9. Bring forth He makes the frighted Hinds Rends forrests with His Winds And all His glory must declare Who in His Temple are 10. God sits above the Watry maine Doth King for ever reigne 11. He will His peoples strength encrease And blesse them long with peace PSAL. XXX Sing this as the Lamentation 1 O Lord I Thee will magnifie For Thou hast lifted me on high Nor madest me a scorne to those Who were my lifes professed foes 2. O Lord my God I cry'd to Thee Who hast in mercy healed me My Soule Thou brough test from the grave And from the pit of Hell didst save 4. O all ye Saints your voyces raise To sing your Makers endlesse praise Remember still with thankes to blesse And magnifie His Holinesse 5. For but a Moment lasts His wrath His favour life restored hath Our weeping may endure a night But joy comes with the morning light 6. In my prosperity I said My bases are for ever lay'd I shall not from my place remove But stand supported by Thy love No change of times or fortunes hate Can overthrow my happy state For thou my Mountaine mad'st so strong I shall on earth continue long Yet whilst exalted in my thought I was to suddaine trouble brought And soon as Thou didst hide Thy face My comforts vanish'd hence apace 8. Then unto Thee O Lord did I With humble supplication cry I did to God my plaint addresse Thus powring forth my heavinesse 9. O Thou most Glorious most Good What profit is there in my blood What triumph canst Thou gaine by it When I goe downe into the pit Shall silent dust or darknesse have A tongue to praise Thee in the grave Or those in earth who closed are From their low Cells Thy truth declare 10. O Lord Thine eare of mercy lend And from Thy dwelling succour send 11. For Thou the cause for which I mourn'd Hast into Songs and Dances turn'd My Sack-cloath Thou didst off me take And cheerfull robes of gladnesse make 12. That I Thy praises might renew To whom incessant thankes are due PSAL. XXXI Sing this as the Lamentation 1. IN Thee O Lord I put my trust Save me from shame as Thou art just 2. Bow downe Thy gratious eare with speed Be Thou my strong defence at need 3. For Thou my Rock do'st me protect O for Thy Names sake me direct 4. Pull me from out the dang'rous net Which they for me have closely set 5. My spirit I to Thee commit For Thou O God did'st purchase it 6. I hate all those love vanities But on the Lord my trust relies 7. I joy in Thy compassion show'n Who hast my Soule in trouble know'n 8. Thou didst from hostile hands discharge To liberty my feet enlarge 9. Have mercy Lord and send reliefe Mine eye and soule both wast with griefe 10. Through sin I sigh away my dayes My bones consume my strength decayes 11. My foes reproach my neighbours fright I am whilâ—â— friends avoid my sight 12. Like to the dead I sit forgot And uselesse as a broken pot 13. For I their slander heard and strife Who counsaile took against my life 14. But Lord my trust in Thee is lay'd Thou art my God my help I said 15. My fleeting times are in Thy hand Whose short-liv'd date by Thee is span'd Me never to the pow'r expose Or hand of persecuting foes 16. On me O let Thy favour shine To save me through Thy grace incline 17. Thy servant let no shame befall Who daily on Thy Name doth call Let wicked men confusion have Put downe to silence in the grave 18. And shut the lying lips that use The just by slanders to traduce 19. O how great goodnesse hast thou wrought For those thee fear whose faith thee sought 20. Them shalt Thou in Thy presence hide Kept safe from mens insulting pride And from the tongues malitious strife As in a tow'r defend their life 21. Blessed be God whose love endures Whose strong protectâ—â—n me secures 22. I said though in my hast unwise I am cut off before Thine eyes Yet hast Thou not my suit deny'd When in my Pray'r to Thee I cry'd 23 O Love the Lord who His regards And with revenge the proud rewards 24. Be bold since He such grace imparts To strengthen both your hopes hearts PSAL. XXXII 1. BLessed is he whose wickednesse To pardon finds accesse Whose sin with all he did amisse Forgot and cover'd is 2. Blest is the man to whom The Lord Imputes no crime abhord Whose spirit right whose heart is streight And harbours no deceit 3. When I my tongue from speech refrain'd I was with anguish pain'd My bones wax't old through discontent My dayes in moanes were spent 4. Thy hand upon me heavy lay Not resting night or day My Moisture was to nothing brought Like fields in Summers drought 5. Then I to Thee my sin reveal'd And no offence conceal'd And soon as my confession said My peace with Thee was made 6. For this to Thee shall prayer sound What time Thou may'st be found Nor shall the floods which highest goe Thy servants overflow 7. Thou art a refuge me to hide From dangers troubled
tide With Songs of Thy delivery I shall encompast ly 8. I will enforme thy life and teach How thou this blisse shalt reach And with mine eye I thee will guide Least thou should'st tread aside 9. Be ye not like the horse or mule Whom reason cannot rule Whose stubborne mouths the bit and reine From fury must restreine 10. Great plagues and paines that never end For wicked men attend But those in God their trust who place Sure mercies shall embrace Be glad ye righteous and rejoyce Who make the Lord your choice With shouts alowd your joy impart All ye upright in heart PSAL. XXXIII 1. YEe righteous in the Lord delight For praise becomes th'upright 2. Let Harpe and Psaltery's consent The ten-string'd instrument 3. New Songs record unto the voyce With their melodious noise 4. For just Gods promise is to you And all His workes are true 5. He righteousnesse and judgment wills All earth his goodnesse fills 6. The Heav'ns bright host and all beneath He formed with His breath 7. He doth the waters of the deep Heap'd in His store-house keep 8. Let men and all which earth doth beare Of Him then stand in feare 9. He spake and at His free commands The world unmoved stands 10. Mens counsailes and devises wrought The Lord will bring to nought 11. Yet through all ages His decree And thoughts unchanged be 12. Blest is the People He protects And for His Lot elects 13. The Lord from Heav'n His dwelling place 14. Beheld all humane race 15. Their hearts He fashion'd whose each thought And worke to light is brought 16. No King is sav'd by multitude Nor man with might endu'd 17. As vaine for safety is the horse To reskue by his force 18. Who feare and on Gods love relye Are ever in his Eye 19. Their Soule to reskue from the grave And life from famine save 20. Our soule doth wait for God our sheild 21. Glad hopes on Him we build 22. Lord let Thy mercy on us be As we beleive in Thee PSAL. XXXIV 1. I Will at all times blesse the Lord His praises still record 2 And whilst my soule of God makes choice The humble shall rejoyce 3. The Lord with me O magnifie Exalt His Name on high I sought Him who my prayer heard And sav'd from all I fear'd 5. They look'd to Him and light'ned were No shame their faces beare 6. For God did at the poor man's cry Relieve his misery 7. His Angell those environs round Who in His fear are sound 8. O tast and see how good is Hee To such as faithfull be 9. O fear the Lord yee Saints of His For such no blessings misse 10. Young Lions often lacking prey With hunger pine away But those that seek His Covenant No good thing ever want 11. Come children hearken to my speech I you His feare will teach 12. What man is he long life doth crave Or happy dayes would have 13. Keep thou thy tongue from wicked wile Thy lips from speaking guile 14. Depart from ill in good encrease Pursue and seek for peace 15. For on the just God casts His eyes His eares admit their cryes 16. Against the bad He sets his face To cut them from their place 17. The righteous cry and God attends In trouble safety sends 18. He doth in broken hearts delight And saveth soules contrite 19. Great troubles on the righteous fall But He releives in all 20. He keeps the number of each bone Nor broken shall be one 21. Transgressors their own mischeifs slay And with just vengeance pay All such as doe the righteous hate Shall soone be desolate 22. For God His servants soules redeems And deare their faith esteems PSAL. XXXV As Psalme 51. 1. PLead Lord my cause with striving foes Against them fight who me oppose 2. The shield for my Protection weare Draw out Thy all-subduing speare Stop Thou my persecutors way Soule I am thy salvation say 4. Let them drove back with shame retire Who to procure my hurt conspire 5. Like chaffe before the Whirlwinds blast Let them be by God's Angell chas'd 6. Darke be their way their steps untrue And let His Angel them pursue 7. For without cause they hid their snare And for my soule did pits prepare 8. But let themselves surprised all In their contriv'd destruction fall 9. My soule in God shall joyfull be 10. My bones all say who 's like to Thee Who keep'st the poor from suff'ring wrong And help'st the needy 'gainst the strong 11. False witnesse did against me rise And things unknowne to me devise 12. For good they me reward with ill To spoile my soule and life to spill 13. Yet when they lay in sicknesse cast I did for them both pray and fast 14. As for my friend or brother borne Or for my Mother did I mourne 15. But of my trouble glad they joyn'd Yea abjects in my scorne combin'd 16. The mocking hypocrites at feasts By flowting me delight the guests 17. How long wilt Thou looke on O Lord Nor reskue to my soule afford O save me from destructions jawes My darling from the Lions pawes 18. Then in the great assembly I Will thanks and praises multiply 19. Let not insulting foes despise Or wink upon me with their eyes 20. They speake not peace but practise strife Disturbing those of quiet life 21. Their mouth 'gainst me they opened wide Ha ha our eye hath seene it cry'd 22. O Lord Thou their despight dost see Nor silence keep nor absent be 23. Stirre up Thy selfe to judgment wake My cause to Thy protection take 24. O judge me in Thy truth least they 25. With joy We have him swallow'd say 26. But let confounding shame them cloath Who love my hurt my quiet loath 27. Let them that favour my just cause Extoll the Lord with lowd applause Whose goodnes doth his servant raise 28. And still my tongue shall speake Thy praise PSAL. XXXVI 1. MY heart of the transgressor saith No fear of God he hath 2. Himselfe he flatters in conceit Becomming all mens hate 3. His mouth doth fraud and sin devise He is nor good nor wise 4. He mischeife on his bed contrives By wayes abhorred thrives 5. Up to the clouds Thy mercies reach The hills Thy justice teach 6. Thy judgments Lord who all dost keep Are like th'un-fathom'd deep 7. How doth Thy love excell Thy wing Man-kind ore-shadowing 8. Thy house to them full plenty brings Who drinke of Thy pure springs 9. Thou hast lifes springs and in Thy sight We shall behold the light 10. Thy kindnesse Lord and grace impart To the upright in heart 11. Let not the foot of pride prevaile Nor wicked hands assaile 12. Downe are they fall'n who ills devise And never shall arise PSAL. XXXVII Sing this as Psalme 51. 1 FRet not thy selfe nor envious be At those that work iniquity 2. For they shall soon to nothing passe Cut downe and wither'd like the grasse 3. Trust in the Lord be doing good
So shalt thou dwelling have and food 4. Delight in Him and for thy hire He give thee will thy hearts desire 5. Commit thy selfe to his sole care By whom our actions crowned are 6. Thine innocence Hee 'l bring to light Cleare as the day or noon-tide bright 7. Rest then on Him nor 'gainst those fret Whose wicked projects prosper yet 8. And cease from wrath least anger may To greater evils thee betray 9. For wicked ones are cut away But good men long on earth shall stay 10. The Sinners vanish in short space Though sought thou shalt not find their place 11. Yet shall the meek unshaken stand Inheriting the promis'd land Their blessings here on earth encrease With plenty crown'd and lasting peace 12. Ill men with fury and despight By plots would circumvent th'upright 13. But God shall laugh and them defie Whose veng full day is comming nigh 14. Their sword is draw'n their bow is bent To slay the just is their intent 15. But by their sword themselves shall dy And all their bowes shall broken ly 16. A good mans lot though small is more Then wicked rich mens wealthy store 17. Destruction shall their armes enfold But God the righteous doth uphold 18. The Lord accounts the just mens age And will prolong their heritage 19. In evill times not sham'd nor griev'd In dayes of famine still reliev'd 20. But Gods enraged enemies Shall vanish as the Smoakes that rise Dissolv'd and melted into fume As doth the fat of Lambs consume 21. The wicked borrow but not pay The good both lend and give away 22. Such as be blest possesse the land The bad cut off and cursed stand Second Part. 23. A good mans steps God orders right Who doth in His commands delight 24. Though fallen he shall rise againe For God's right hand doth him sustaine 25. I have been young and now am old Yet never did my eyes behold The just forsaken or unfed Or see his children beg their bread 26. He mercy shewes and lends in need And ever blessed is his seed 27. Depart from evill and doe well That you with Him may ever dwell 28. God judgment loves His Saints not leaves But sinners of their race bereaves 29. The just His promis'd land possesse And dwell in endlesse Happinesse 30. In judgment and discourses wise A righteous mouth will exercise 31. Gods Law doth in his heart abide Nor shall his goings ever slide 32. Though wicked persons daily wait To shed his blood confederate 33. God lets him not condemned ly Or by a wrongfull sentence dy 34. Wait on the Lord and keep His way That He to life exalt thee may When thou the wicked men shalt see Cut off and quite extinguish'd be 35. I in great pow'r have ill ones seen Like spreading Lawrells fresh and green 36. Yet pass'd he by and soon was gone Not found againe nor thought upon 37. Marke the upright the just intend For such a man in peace shall end 38. But sinners to destruction cast Are in their death cut off at last 39. God to the righteous help doth raise He is their strength in troubled dayes His aid shall save them from th'unjust Because in Him they plant their trust PSAL. XXXVIII Sing this as the Lamentation 1. LOrd let me not in anger wast Nor Thy rebukes in fury tast 2. Thy piercing arrowes deeply wound Thy pressing hand doth me confound 3. My sickly body finds no ease Because my sinne doth Thee displease Nor will that guilt Thou dost detest Afford my troubled conscience rest 4. My sins like to a torrent grow'n My sinking head have overflow'n They burthen me with care and feare And are become too great to beare 5. My sores and wounds corrupted smell My foule offence and folly tell 6. Bow'd downe with trouble and forlorne By night I wake by day I mourne 7. My loynes diseas'd my flesh unsound And all my body seems one wound 8. I feeble am with anguish broake And roare beneath They heavy stroak 9. O Lord Thou know'st my whole desire My hidden groanes to Thee aspire 10. My heart doth pant my vigour dies Of light deprived are mine eyes 11. My friends who late professed love Far from my sore themselves remove My kindred my converses shun Nor come to comfort but look on 12. They who my life seek to ensnare Intent upon my mischiefes are With foule reproaches and false lies My ruin daily they devise 13. But I as those nor heare nor speake Did never into passion breake 14. No angry murmur from me fell Which might my griefes impatience tell 15. For I in Thee my trust repose To heare my moane and quell my foes 16. Who when my foot amisse did goe Triumphed at my overthrow 17. With woes opprest I daily fall My sorrowes are continuall And whilst my faults are in my view They do as oft my paine renew 18. I therefore will those sins confesse And with contrition beg redresse I will the guilt of my offence Wash off with teares of penitence 19. O Lord mine enemies are strong And live to do me further wrong Each day their number doth encrease Who are the haters of my peace 20. They also have against me stood Who make returnes of ill for good Yet know no cause for their despight But that I follow what is right 21. Therefore my sad request I make That Thou wilt never me forsake My God! O never far depart Who my releife and comfort art 22. My sighs and sorrowes look upon Thou God of my salvation Afford thy help in time of need And to my reskue come with speed PSAL. XXXIX 1. I Said my wayes I will intend And least my tongue offend My mouth shall bownd and bridled bee Whilst I the wicked see 2. I dumb awhile and silent stood Ev'n ceasing to speak good Untill at last my grieved heart Was urg'd with sorrowes smart 3. So that my heated breast became For lack of vent a flame And then my tongue these words exprest Breath'd forth from my disrest 4. Lord Let me understand my end How farr my dayes extend That I may know how I am fraile Each moment apt to faile 5. Behold Thou mad'st the dayes of man No longer then a span His age as nothing is and he At best but vanitie 6. Man like a shadow walkes in vaine Wasting his time with paine He heapes up riches yet not knowes What heire shall them dispose 7. And now O Lord on whom shall I Whilst I stay here rely Truly my hope shall wait on Thee My joyes there treasur'd be 8. Deliver me when I transgresse And help me in distresse Let not the foolish me deride Or scorne me in their pride 9. Under Thy scourge I silent lay Prepared to obay I did not murmur at my paine Or of Thy hand complaine 10. Yet now Thy mercies I invoke To take away Thy stroke For I consume and my faint breath Is yeelding up to death 11. When Thou for sin dost man
correct Rebuking his neglect Thou mak'st his beauty soone consume Like to the wandring fume Sicknesse destroyes him as a moath Corrodes and frets the cloath So vaine is man and quickly gone Into corruption 12. Lord heare my cry let not thine eares Be deaf unto my teares For I with Thee a stranger am And but to sojourne came 13. O spare my time a little length Till I recover strength Before I goe from this worlds shore And shall be seene no more PSAL. XL. Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. I Patient did for God attend Who to my cry His eare did lend 2. From horror's pit He did me pluck And miry clay wherein I stuck And on the rock He set my feet From whence my goings nere should fleet 3. My mouth new songs of praises fill That men may feare and trust Him still 4. The man most happy is and blest Whose constant faith on God doth rest And never will the proud ones prize Nor such as turne aside to lies 5. Lord many are Thy wonders wrought And loving towards us is Thy thought If I would speak and them declare They more then can be numbred are 6. No sacrifice Thou did'st desire Nor sinâ— oblation burnt in fire Thou pierc'd and open'd hast mine eare To shew what gifts more pleasing were 7. Then said I Lo I come Of old The volume of the booke foretold 8. Lord I to do Thy will delight Yea in my heart Thy Law I write 9. Thy righteousnesse my lips did teach Thy truth in great assemblies preach 10. Thy word I hid not or conceal'd But unto men Thy love reveal'd 11. Thy tender mercies nere remove But still preserve me in Thy love 12. For more in number then my haires My sin-prest soule is vext with cares 13. Be pleas'd to save and keep me fast O Lord to give me help make hast 14. Let them confounded be with shame Who at my soules destruction aime Let them repulsed backe retire Who wish my fall or hurt desire 15. Let them be sham'd and desolate Who Fy upon thee say in hate 16. Let all that seek Thy glorious Name Their joyes and comforts loud proclaime Let all who Thy salvation love Say alwayes Prais'd be God above 17. Though poore and needy I am brought Thou not exclud'st me from Thy thought Thou my redeemer art stay My God! O make no long delay PSAL. XLI Sing this as the Prayer after the Commandements 1. BLessed is he the poor who minds He help from God in trouble finds 2. The Lord preserves and life supplies Nor gives him up to enemies 3. When languishing upon his bed By God he shall be strengthened By Thee when weak and lowest layd His bed is in his sicknesse made 4. I said my soule in mercy save For Lord 'gainst Thee I sinned have 5. My foes thus speak When shall he dy And loose both Name and Memory 6. Even those to see me who resort When gone traduce me in report 7. My haters whisper and devise To hurt me in their calumnies 8. Sick of a fowle disease he lies Say they and never more shall rise 9. Yea my near friend who eat my bread Lifts up his heel to spurne my head 10. Lord raise me from this wofull plight That I their malice may requite 11. I shall in this Thy favour know If not triumphed by my foe 12. Thou do'st my innocence sustaine And in Thy presence me retaine 13. Blest be the God of Iacob then Through all enduring times Amen PSAL. XLII 1. AS the chas'd Hart distrest with heat Flies to the Brookes retreat O God! my soule pursu'd and faint So after Thee doth pant 2. My soule to care and sorrow curst For God doth hourely thirst When shall I come Thy presence neare And in Thy sight appeare 3. But teares which day and night did fall I had no meat at all While they where is thy God do cry On whom thou dost rely 4. Remembring this my soule I powre And those glad times deplore When to Thy house we throng'd with praise To keep Thy Holy daies 5. Why O my soule art thou perplext My heart cast downe and vext Hope thou in God and praise Him still Whose help up-raise thee will 6. O God my soule cast downe with greife Within finds no releife But Jordans Land and Hermon hill I will remember still 7. One deep upon another calls At Thy loud Water-falls Thy waves and billowes highest run All over me have gone 8. The Lord yet sends His favours ray To shine on me by day And I my songs and Pray'rs all night Send to the God of light 9. To God I le say My Rock and strength Am I forgot at length Before my foes why do I mourne Oppressed and forlorne 10. At their reproach with scoffing mixt I am with swords trans-fixt Whilst flouting at my misery Where is Thy God they cry 11. Why O my soule art thou perplext My heart cast downe and vext Hope thou in God and praise Him still Whose help up-raise thee will PSAL. XLIII 1. IUdge me O Lord and plead my cause With them that know no Lawes Deliver me from the unjust In fraud and wrong that trust 2. Thou God! canst only me protect Why dost Thou me reject Why goe I thus in mourning drest By enemies opprest 3. O send Thy Glorious beams of light Thy truth to keep me right That of Thy holy dwellings I May make discovery 4. Then will I to Thy altar bring A joyfull offering And on the harp my ditties raise To celebrate Thy praise 5. Why droop'st thou then my Soule so fast Downe in thy sorrowes cast Or wherefore my afflicted heart Thou so disturbed art 6. Trust in the Lord for I will praise And thank Him all my dayes Who cures and crownes lifes short annoyes With never ending joyes PSAL. XLIV Sing this as the Lamentation 1. O God! our fathers have us told What Thou hast done in times of old 2. Thou drav'st out Nations by Thine hand To plant Thy people in their land 3. 'T was not their arme or sword which got Those faire possessions for their lot But thy right hand thine arme of might Because in them Thou took'st delight 4. O glorious God! Thou art my King Deliverance to Iacob bring 5. Through Thee we will our enemies And those tread downe who 'gainst us rise 6. For in my bow I will not trust 'T is not my sword deliver must 7. But Thou hast sav'd us by Thy Name And all that hate us put to shame 8. In God all day we make our boasts And praise Thy Name great Lord of hoasts 9. But Thou hast left and cast us low Nor with our Armies forth dost goe 10. Thou makest us our backs to turne Whilst they which hate us spoile burne 11. Thou gav'st us to the Heathens pow'r Like sheep to scatter and devoure 12. Thou do'st Thy People sell for nought Not richer when the price is brought 13. Thou makest us our
and counsaile fell 12. Therefore their heart by labours broke Found none to ease them from their yoak 13. Then they their cries to God address Who them deliver'd from distress 14 He them from death and darknes brought And freedome from their bondage wrought 15. O then that men would praise the Lord Who such great goodnes doth afford Recording both by tongue and pen His wonders to the Sons of men 16. For He the gates of brass hath broke The iron barres in sunder strook 17. The foolish for their acted sin Have by His hand afflicted bin 18. So that their soul in sicknes cast Abhorring meat could nothing tast 19. Then they their cries to God address Who them deliver'd from distress 20. His word He sent them which reveal'd Their sorrowes and dejections heal'd 21. O then that men would praise the Lord Who such great mercies doth afford Recording both by tongue and pen His wonders to the Sons of men 22. And let their Songs of gladnes rise To pay their thankfull sacrifice Second Part. 23. They that in ships their trafick keep 24. Behold Gods wonders in the deep 25. For he commands the storme to blow 26. Whose billowes them to heaven throw Then downe they fall as if their graves Were made beneath the gaping waves 27. They stagger to and fro and reele And like a drunkard rowles the keele 28. Then they their cries to God address Who them delivers from distress 29. He calmes the storme whose rage gives ore 30. And lands them on the wished shore 31. O then that men would praise the Lord Who such great goodnes doth afford Recording both by tongue and pen His wonders to the Sons of men 32. In great assemblies bless his Name And 'mongst the Elders speak his fame 33. Who rivers like a desart dryes Makes parched sands where springs did rise 34. He barren makes a fruitfull ground For sins which in the Land abound 35. Then to a poole the desart brings And turns dry grounds to water springs 36. There He the hungry soules hath fill'd That they may live and Cities build 37. To plant the vine and sowe the field Which may hir fruits with plenty yield 38. He multiplies and gives them peace Their flocks not suff'ring to decrease 39. Againe they few when sinfull grow His punishments then brought them low 40. He mighty Princes put to scorne Makes them like wanderers forlorne 41. Yet setteth He the poor on high And spreads like flocks his family 42. The righteous will rejoyce to see When envies mouth shall stopped be 43. Who so is wise will hence record The loving kindnes of the Lord. PSAL. CVIII 1. O God my heart is fix'd and bent Prepared my intent I will Thy might in songs of praise And glorious ditties raise 2. Wake Psaltery and harp awake The morning I will take 3. That through the world my early verse Thy praises may disperse 4. Thy mercy 'bove the Heaven extends Thy truth the clouds transcends 5. Be Thou exalted 'bove the skies 'Bove earth in glory rise 6. That Thy beloved still may be From all invasion free Thy right hand in their safety reare And their petitions heare 7. God by his truth did oft profess He would his servants bless I will divide faire Shechems soile And Succoths valley spoile 8. Manasseh Gilead both are mine In war shall Ephraim shine But Iudah's Scepter all must aw And give my people Law 9. Moab shall be a dunghill grow'n Proud Edom overthrow'n Philistia's boasted triumphs shall Be buried in hir fall 10. Who mee will to the City lead Fierce Edoms strength and head That I may breake hir fensed gate And trample on hir state 11. O Thou my God who cast'dst us off And mad'st our force their scoff Wilt not Thou with our armies go To quell th' insulting foe 12. From trouble save us once againe For help of man is vaine Through God we shall in battaile rise And foyle our enemies PSAL. CIX Sing this as the Lamentation 1. GOd of my praise nor silent be Nor unattentive unto me 2. For wicked mouths me falsely wrong And wound me with their lying tongue 3. They compass me with words of hate And causeless vex me with debate 4. For all my friendship they are foes But I my grief in pray'r disclose 5. My good with evill they requite And my affection pay with spight 6. Let wicked rulers him command And Satan stand at his right hand 7. Let him when judg'd receive his doome And let his pray'r his sin become 8. His daies both few and irksome make His office let another take 9. May fatherless his children live His wife forlorne a widow grieve 10. Like vagrants let them want their bread And where they beg it not be fed 11. Let him be made extortions spoyle And strangers reap his harvests toyle 12. None him their pitties object make Nor on his seed compassion take 13. His name from earth and Off-spring blot In the succeeding age forgot 14. And ever let the Lord retaine His Fathers sin and Mothers staine 15 Still let them stand before His ey To cut from earth his memory 16. Who merciless the poor pursu'd And wounds of broken hearts renew'd 17. Feele he those curses which he lou'd All blessings be from him remov'd 18. As curses cloath'd him round about So seize they him within without Like water through his bowels flow'd Or oyle into his bones bestow'd 19. So let them cloath and gird him fast Returning on himself at last 20. Thus let the Lord reward my foes Who to reproach my soul expose 21. But for the mercies of Thy Name Deliver me O Lord from shame 22. For I am poor and prest with need My wounded heart doth inward bleed 23. I like the falling shadow go As puffs of wind the Locusts throw 24. My feeble knee through fasting failes And faintnes ore my flesh prevailes 25. I am their scorne and laughter bred They looking on me shake their head 26. Help me O Lord who mercy crave 27. That they may know thy hand can save 28. Bless when they curse their pride confoūd But let me live with gladnes crown'd 29. Lord let my shamed enemy In sharp confusion cloathed ly 30. So shall Thy praises with my tongue Be in the full assembly sung 31. For God will at the poor's right hand By His protection ready stand To save his innocence from them Who wrongfully his soul condemne PSAL. CX 1. THe Lord whose pow'r all things doth sway Unto my Lord did say Sit at my right hand till thou see Thy foes Thy foot-stool be 2. The Lord Thy Scepter shall extend And strength from Sion send That all Thine enemies below May to Thy Kingdome bow 3. The people in great numbers shall That day before Thee fall Whose glorious Birth and youthfull hue Is as the morning dew 4. The Lord hath sworne who not repents His long decreed intents Thou do'st from great Melchisedek Thy Royall Priest-hood take 5. God
offer'd be My gratitude and pray'r shall rise Like thankfull sacrifice 18. The vowes shall be which I have made Before the people pay'd 19. Who in Thy house and sacred Courts To praise Thy Name resorts PSAL. CXVII 1. O All ye Nations record The Praises of the Lord Ye people through the Universe Your Makers praise rehearse 2. For He to us great kindness shewes And Mercies large bestowes His constant Truth no time decaies The Lord for ever praise PSAL. CXVIII 1. O Thank the goodness of our God Whose mercy knowes no period 2. Let Israel their voices joyne 3. Let those who come from Aarons loyne 4. Let all who feare the Lord confesse His mercies everlastingnesse 5. I call'd upon Him when distrest Who me enlarged and releast 6 The Lord Himselfe is on my side I fearlesse mans attempts abide 7 He takes their part who succour me I shall my haters ruin'd see 8. 'T is bettet in the Lord to trust Than leane on man who is but dust 9. Better rely on His defense Then put in Princes confidence 10. All Nations me encompass'd round But His great Name shall them confound 11. They closely set against me came But I destroy'd them in His Name 12. Like bees they thick about me swarm'd Yet through His Name I was unharm'd As kindled Thorns which blazing dy They quenched in their ashes ly 13. Though pressing foes my fall assay'd The Lord Himself became may aid 14. God is my health my strength my song 15. Lowd joyes the Righteous are among 16. For God's Right hand 's lift up on high His Right hand acts most valiantly 17. I shall not dy but live to praise And speake His wonders all my daies 18. Although the Lord me chast'ned sore He unto death not gave me ore 19. Open His sacred Gates that I With praise the Lord may glorify 20. This is the Gate through which the just And righteous Persons enter must 21. Thee wil I thank who heard'st my voice And mak'st me in Thy help rejoyce 22. That stone the builders from them lay'd The Head is of the Corner made 23. This is Gods act which in our eyes Religious wonder multiplies 24. This is the day the Lord hath made We will rejoyce in it be glad 25. Save now and prosper we intreat O Lord who art as good as great 26. He blessed be comes in His Name We blessings from God's house proclaime 27. God is the Lord whose light hath shin'd Pure Off'rings to His Altar bind 28. Thou art my God I Thee will praise And in my Song Thine honour raise O thank the goodnesse of our God Whose mercy knowes no period PSAL. CXIX ALEPH. 1. BLessed are They who undefil'd Nor in their waies beguil'd 2. God's Lawes obay His statutes keep And with their whole heart seek 3. No wicked act seduc'd them hath Or turn'd them from His path 4. For Thou command'st that from Thy Law We never should withdraw 5. O that my waies were so upright I keep Thy statutes might 6. Thou wilt not me with shame reject Who Thy commands respect 7. My heart to praise Thee will delight When taught Thy judgments right 8. Thy statutes I my rule will make O never me forsake BETH 9. How shall a young man clense his way Nere from Thy word to stray 10. My heart doth seek and Thee prefer Let not my goings err 11. Thy word I hid my heart within To keep me free from sin 12. Blessed art Thou O Gratious Lord Teach me to do Thy word 13. My lips desist not to declare How just Thy judgments are 14. Thy testimonies make me glad Above all riches had 15. I will Thy precepts meditate And to Thy waies relate 16. Thy statutes are my cheif delight Kept in my mind and sight GIMEL 17. Deale well with me that whil'st I live I may observance give 18. Discover to my opened eyes Thy Law 's high mysteries 19. A stranger I on earth abide Thy precepts do not hide 20. My fainting soul with longing tir'd Thy judgments hath desir'd 21. With curses Thou the proud hast strook Who Thy Commands forsook 22. Reproach and scorne from me remove For I Thy precepts love 23. Princes did sit and 'gainst me speak But I Thy statutes seek 24. Thy word my only joy I make And from It counsaile take DALETH 25. My soul unto the dust doth cleave Yet me in death not leave 26. I to Thine eare my waies reveale Thy statutes not conceale 27. Informe me in Thy precepts well That I Thy works may tell 28. My melting soule with greif doth wast O quicken me at last 29. Remove from me the way of lies That l Thy Law may prize 30. The waies of Truth my Soule doth choose Thy judgments I propose 31. Thy testimonies are my aime Lord put me not to shame 32. Who from Thy Law will nere depart When Thou enform'st my heart HE. 33. Teach me Thy statutes to intend And keep them to the end 34. Inform'd I shall Thy Lawes each part Observe with my whole heart 35. Guide me in Thy commands aright For theirein I delight 36. My heart unto Thy Lawes divine Not avarice incline 37. Quicken Thou me and turne mine eye From seeing vanity 38. Thy word establish in my eare Devoted to Thy feare 39. Remove my fear'd reproaches far For good Thy judgments are 40. And me Thy precepts who desire With quick'ning grace inspire VAV 41. Thy saving mercies grant me Lord According to Thy word 42. So shall I answer scornes unjust Because in Thee I trust 43. Thy Truth from out my mouth nere take Who it my comfort make 44. So I Thy Law and holy will For ever shall fulfill 45. Enlarg'd I walk at liberty Thy precepts to descry 46. Which daunted nor with fear nor shame I will to Kings proclaime 47. On Thy Commands my love I place And joyfully embrace 48. With lifted hands and heart prostrate On these I meditate ZAIN 49. Remember Lord Thy promise made Wherein my hope is lay'd 50. This quickens me though dead with greif In trouble gives releif 51. Thy Law though proud men me deride I never have deny'd 52. Thy judgments old I call'd to mind And present comfort find 53. Horrour and trembling me surprise When sinners Thee despise 54. I sing Thy statutes all my age In lifes short pilgrimage 55. Thy name at night comes to my thought Who have Thy precepts sought 56. This comfort I performed saw Because I kept Thy Law CHETH 57. Thou art my Lot I said O Lord That I would keep Thy word 58. With my whole heart I favour crave Let me Thy mercy have 59. My waies I mark'd and turn'd my feet Within Thy Rules to meet 60. To keep Thy statutes hast I made With duty not delay'd 61. By wicked bands though robb'd spoyl'd I nere from Thee recoyl'd 62. At midnight I my selfe will raise To sing Thy Judgments praise 63. I am their friend and hold them deare Who Thee obey
1. YE servants of the Lord Bless Him with one accord You in His House who nightly wait His praises due relate 2. With lifted hands adore And daily Him implore Within His Sanctuary bless The Lord of Holiness 3 The God that Heaven made And earth's foundation lay'd Out of His Sion thee defend And blessings endless send PSAL. CXXXV Sing this as Psalme 119. 1. PRaise ye the Lord His praise proclaime All ye that love His Name 2. Ye in His House and Courts that stand Attending His Command 3. O praise His goodness bless His Name From whom all mercies came 4. He Iacob chose and on his race Did all His treasure place 5. Our God is great and in His deeds All other Gods exceeds 6. In Heav'n or earth or deepest Seas He acts what ere He please 7. He makes from earth the vapours rise Which cloud the dark'ned skies From whence He raines and light'ning flings And winds there treasur'd brings 8. He man and beast in Egypt smote 9. And plagues on Pharaoh brought 10. His arme did vanquish Nations great And mighty Kings defeat 11. Sihon and Og and Canaan fell 12. In lot to Israel 13. Therefore Thy pow'rfull Name O Lord Succession shall record 14. Thy iudgments are on sinners bent But tow'rds Thine owne relent 15. The Gods in Heathen Temples sought Are gold and silver wrought 16. Speechless they be and blind and deaf 17. Nor in their mouths have breath 18. Like them the Makers are and those Who trust in Them repose 19. His praise O ye from Iacob spring O house of Aaron sing 20. O house of Levi who profess His feare your Maker bless 21. From Sion let your blessings sound Your thankfull Songs abound Praise ye the Lord His mercies tell Who doth in Salem dwell PSAL. CXXXVI To the usuall Tune As Psalme 148. 1. GIve thanks unto the Lord Who doth all good afford 2. The God of Gods who swaies 3. Those Lords whom earth obeyes 4. Who hath alone Great wonders done His mercy sure Doth still endure 5. To Him who Heavens made 6. Earth 'bove the waters lay'd 7. To Him who form'd great lights To rule our daies and nights 8. The Sun at noone The Stars and Moone 9. Whose mercy sure Doth still endure 10. Who Egypts first-borne smote 11. 12. And Iacob from them brought 13. The Red Sea parted was 14. For Israel to pass 15. But Pharaoh's host In it was lost His mercy sure Doth still endure 16. Who His through desarts led 17 18. Great Kings discomfited 19 Sihon the Amorite 20. And Og with Bashan's might 21. And gave their land 22. To Iacob's hand His mercy sure Doth still endure 23. Who our low state esteem'd 24. And from our foes redeem'd 25. Who to all flesh gives food His creatures fills with good 26. Your thanks O bring To Heavens King Whose mercy sure Doth still endure PSAL. CXXXVII Sing this as Psalme 119. 1. BY Babylons swift streames we sate Sad and disconsolate The teares as fast ran from our ey For Sions memory 2. Our harps untuned and unstrung Upon the Willowes hung 3. When those who did us captive bring Bid us in scorne to sing They who us spoil'd with sword and fire Did mirth of us require Sing us say'd They one of the Songs To Sion which belongs 4. But how shall we sing the Lords Song His Enemies among Or tune His Notes in strangers Land That cannot understand 5. O deare Ierusalem when I Forsake thy memory May my skill faile my right hand let Her cunning quite forget 6. Cleave to the roof O may my tongue When I not mourne thy wrong Or if I not preferr thy mirth Above all joyes on earth 7. In thy remembrance Lord retaine Proud Edoms fierce disdaine Who 'gainst Ierusalem did cry Mocking hir misery Now she is fall'n nere may our eyes Againe behold hir rise Down with it their rude clamours sound Rase it ev'n to the ground 8. O Babylon which did'st us wast Thy self our woes must tast And in thy finall ruin we Sions revenge shall see Happy are They who to requite The measure of thy spight 9. Without all pitty 'gainst the stones Shall dash thy little ones PSAL. CXXXVIII 1. I Thee will praise with my whole heart My thankfull hymnes impart Before the Gods of Earth I 'le sing My praise to Heaven's King 2. I towards Thy Temple worship will And praises utter still Thy word and Name shall loudly sound Whose love and truth abound 3. When in my plaints to Thee I cry'd Thy love as soon reply'd My fainting spirit was renew'd With strength my soule endu'd 4. The Kings of earth Thy praise shall beare When they Thy words do heare 5. They in the waies of God shall sing The glory of their King 6. For though the Lord be very high Yet He cast's downe His eye The meek and lowly He respects But all the proud neglects 7. Though I in mid'st of trouble live Yet Thou wilt me revive Thy stretch'd out hand my wrathfull foes To ruin shall expose 8. The Lord my comforts will assure By mercyes which endure Cease not of me regard to take Nor Thine own works forsake PSAL. CXXXIX Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. LOrd thou hast throughly searched me I open am and know'n to Thee 2. My sitting downe and my up-rise Are not concealed from Thine eyes Thou understand'st my distant thought Ere it to forme my self had brought 3. Thou circlest in my path and bed And hast my waies discovered 4. Thou hear'st each whisper from my tongue And ere 't was utter'd knew'st it long 5 By Thee I fashion'd am and made Thy hand each part in order lay'd 6. Yet can I not the knowledge gaine How I this being did attaine Which doth in wonder so excell 'T is easier to admire then tell 7. How shall I from Thy spirit fly Or Thy all present pow'r deny 8. If I climbe Heav'n 't is Thine own Shere If stoop to Hell lo Thou art there 9. If borne upon the mornings wing Far as the Sea doth swell or spring 10. Thy Right hand shall protect and lead Where ere my weary footsteps tread 11. If I pretend the darknes shall Upon me like a cov'ring fall Those heavy fogs those mists of night Will quickly cleare and turne to light 12. The thickest shade or blackest cloud Can nothing from thy knowledg shrow'd For darkness doth like Noon-tide shine Light'ned by brighter beams of Thine 13. My reines are Thine Thou mad'st the womb My bodies cloathing to become 14. I will give thanks to Thee O Lord Who was enlived by Thy word With awfull art and wond'rous forme Thou did'st Thy workmanship adorne My soule Their marvels must confess And for Thy favours daily bless 15. Though I was fashion'd in the dark Too secretly for man to mark There is no curious joynt or bone But was to Thy inspection know'n 16. Thou did'st upon my substance look And wrot'st each member in Thy book Thou saw'st how
to proclame And to the Souls perplext within Remission of their sin Through Gods most tender love whose eye Did visit us from high And caus'd his Morning Star to shine Diffusing beames Divine To lighten those in darknesse layd By Deaths unhappy shade And guide our feet which knew no ease Into the wayes of Peace Magnificat Luc. 1. v. 46. MY soul doth magnify the Lord My Spirit doth record In her rejoycing Songs the Pow'r Of God my Saviour For He regarded hath of late His Hand-maids low estate Behold all generations shall Hence-forth Me Blessed call For He great things for me hath done Blest be His Name alone His Mercies through all Times appear To those which Him do fear He with His Arm much strength hath shew'd To scatter all the proud He puts the Mighty from their seat And makes the humble great The hungry He hath fill'd with food And giv'n them all things good But He the rich whom pleasures sway Hath empty sent away His mercy He remembred hath To help his Servants faith As He to Abraham decreed And His elected Seed Nunc Dimittis Luc. 2. v. 29. NOw lettest Thou Thy servant Lord According to Thy word Depart in peace For now mine eyes See Thy Salvation rise Which Thou prepar'dst in all mens sight To be the Gentiles Light And crown with glories which excell Thy people Israel A Penitentiall Hymne HEarken O God! unto a wretches cryes Who low dejected at thy foot-stool lies Let not the clamour of my heynous sin Drown my requests which strive to enter in At those bright Gates which alwayes open stand To such as beg remission at thy hand Too well I know if Thou in justice deal I can nor pardon ask nor yet appeal To my hoarse voyce heav'n will no audi'ence grant But deaf as brass and hard as Adamant Beat back my words Therefore I bring to Thee A gratious Advocate to plead for me What though my leprous soul no Jordan can Recure nor floods of the lav'd ocean Make clean yet from my Saviours bleeding side Two large med'cinable rivers glide Lord wash me where those springs of life abound And new Bethesdaes flow from ev'ry wound If I this precious Lather may obtaine I shall not then despair for any staine I need no Gilead's Balme nor Oyle nor shall I for the purifying Hysop call My spots will vanish in His purple flood And Crimson there grow White though wash'd in Blood See Lord with broken heart and bended knee How I addresse my humble Sute to Thee O give that sute admittance to thine ears which floats to thee not in my words but tears And let my sinfull Soul this mercy crave Before I fall into the silent grave The Lords Prayer The Creed Psal. 43. 91. 105. 106. with any of the like Meter The ten Commandements Veni Creator Te Deum This Tune which is proper to Psalm 119 serves for the 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 39. 137. With any other of that Meter conteining eight Lines in a Staffe This is for Psal 8. 15. 19. 20. 21. 23. 24. 26. 28. 29. 32. 41. 42. 45. 47. 48. 52. 69. With any others of that Meter conteining only four lines in a Staffe But if the former seemes more difficult or be lesse used in divers Places This Tune will serve generally for all whose Meter is like the First Psalm This Tune is for Psal. 81. 85. 87. 98. 101. This for Psal. 25. 67. 134. 143. Tune of Psalm 51. For the 17. 68. 80. 118. With the others mentioned PSAL. LI. Lamentation PSAL. C. There be other Tunes which being not very usuall are not here set down as Psal. 50. 124. 127 c. For which you are referred to the Psalmes Printed with the Bibles For Psalm 14. 41. 76. Errata REad Psal. 3. 2. Many there be Ps. 12. 7. Flattering Ps. 17. 7. The faithfull saves Ps. 25. 16. To me Ps. 37. 36. Yet pass'd they by and soon were gone Ps. 31. 5. Redeemed'st it Ps. 36. 9. And in thy light Ps. 38. 8. Thy heavy stroak Ps. 42. 6. From Jordan yet and Hermons hill I thee remember will Ps. 43 5. Why droop'st thou O my soul Ps. 48. 11. Let Judah's daughters Ps. 49. 15. But God my soul. Ps. 51. 14. Authour of all good Ps. 67. 1. Upon thy servants Ps. 69. 10. To my reproach t' was turn'd Ps. 71. 6. Thou Ps. 73. 16. Hard. Ps. 74. 6. With Ax and Hammers broken down Ps. 98. 8. Let Hills Ps. 105. 2. Celebrate Ps. 107. 40. Put 's to scorn Ps. 114. 6. Yee little Hils Ps. 118. 13. My aid Ps. 118. 16. For God's right hand is lifted high Ps. 119. 65. thou ha'st Ps. 125. 2. Salem sense c v. 3. Vassals Ps. 139. 8. 'T is thine own Sphear c. v. 14. These marvailes Ps. 146. 6. And when their Forme August Epist. 118. ad Januarium de consuetud variis Regionum Vallem sitientem ob id ad fletum excitantem Vatablus Psal. 47. 7 Histor. Concil Tridentin Lib. 2 An. 1546