have blest With never-failing Peace and Rest With Plenty have enrich'd the Field The finest wheat for food to yield And with the sweet refreshment fill'd Of Honey from the Rock distill'd PSALM LXXXII As the 113 Psalm YE Rulers of the world that bear God's Name and represent him here Know that this Judge among you sits If you enact unrighteous Laws Or countenance a wicked cause Your Guiltiness no plea admits You act like God when you defend The poor and your assistance lend To helplese Men that justice crave Absolve the Innocent with speed Obnoxious only by their need And from th' Oppressor's pow'r save They cry too oft to you in vain who 'll know no other Right but gain Whose Eyes are blind by Bribes you take Thus Justice cannot find its course But Laws neglected lose their force And all the Land s Foundations shake I said ye're Gods but you shall die And fall tho' Sons of the most High As other Men and Kings have done Arise great Judge of all and reign Fall'n Justice then will rise again When God doth sit upon his Throne PSALM LXXXIII As the 100 Psalm DO not O Lord in our distress An unconcern'd Spectator be Nor deaf to all our loud requests Without regard our ruine see For lo thy hateful foes insult And a tumultuous noise they make Against thy People close designs They lay and crafty counsels take Nothing their Malice will content Unless the Nation perish quite So that no memory may remain Nor mention of an Israelite Ten warlike Nations are combin'd And all their Joint-Endeavours bent T' extirpate thy Religion And to subvert the Government Let Midian's Army's Fate be theirs Their fall like that of Sisera Or Jabin's Host by Kison's Streams Discomfited and swept away No other Burial may they have Than that of those near Endor kill'd Whose Carkases were spread to rot Like Dung and serv'd t' enrich the field Let all their Princes when they fight Fly with dishonour and be ta'en As Zeb and Oreb were and be Like Zebah and Zalmunna slain Part II. These all design as they of old Thy chosen People to oppress And there where God among us dwells Cities and Houses to possess Lord make them like a tumbling Ball No where to rest or stand their Ground But be dispers'd and fly like chaff By driving Tempests scattered round As Fire consumes dry wood the Sun 's Hot rays the parched Mountains burn So by thy wrathful Storm pursu'd And frighted all their force o'erturn Lord let their disappointed hopes In their dejected looks appear Cover their face with shame till they Thy Favour seek and Pow'r revere Let this Defeat so seize their thoughts With trouble and their fears alarm That no more Courage may remain T' assail nor Pow'r to do us harm Thus Men will readily confess That he whom we Jehovah call Is the great Ruler of the World In Pow'r Superiour over all PSALM LXXXIV HOW beauteous is the Place where thou Thy Presence Lord dost grant Oh how I long t' approach thy Courts Impatient of restraint The little Birds those Liberties Enjoy which I 'm deny'd Near to thine Altar they prepare Their Nests and there reside O happy men that may frequent Thine House to praise thee still Whose trust is in thine aid whose heart Devout affections fill They pass with joy thro' Baca's vale So troublesome and dry Whose want of Springs refreshing show'rs By Heav'n bestow'd supply Thus with renewed vigour they Go on unwearied still And all present themselves before The Lord in Sion's Hill Great God of Hosts attend when I My pray'r to thee address Look graciously on mine Estate And thine Anointed bless A thousand joyous Days elsewhere Yield me not such content As one Day 's freedom in thy House And in thy Service spent There let me have the meanest place And at the Thresh-hold lie Rather than all the wicked's State Without this Liberty God is a glorious Sun from whom We Light and Life derive A shield for our defence and he Will Grace and Glory give No good will he with-hold from him That 's upright in his way O happy Man that makes the Lord His onely trust and stay PSALM LXXXV As the 113 Psalm THY Mercy Lord has chang'd our doom Thy Captives to their Land are come And all their Sins are done away Thine Anger which was fierce before Is now remov'd and flames no more O let it ever cease we pray When wilt thou Lord from wrath refrain Raise and revive our Joys again Thy saving Mercies Lord restore I 'll listen to the voice of Peace Which God will to his Saints express If they return to Sin no more Surely thy saving health is near To such as thee sincerely fear And Glory to our Land will bring Mercy and Truth together meet Justice and Peace each other greet And Truth out of the Earth shall spring From heav'n shall righteousness look down God's Blessings will our labours crown Our Land with Plenty shall o'erslow He with great Justice all things sways And men should eye his righteous ways To trace the steps where he do's go PSALM LXXXVI LORD bow thine ear to my requests Tho' poor and in the dust O save my righteous Soul for Lord In thee alone I trust Be mercifull to me O God And hear my mournfull voice Daily my Soul to thee ascends Oh make it to rejoice Thou Lord art gracious and good To pardon sins inclin'd And all that humbly thee implore Shall plenteous mercy find To thee I call in my distress In hope thou wilt attend On thee with Patience wait 'till thou A gracious Answer send Tho' Heathens boast of other Gods And talk of Pow'rs Divine There 's none that can compare with thee Nor any Works like thine All the deceived Lands at length Their Maker shall adore Shall glorifie thy Name O Lord And celebrate thy Pow'r When they behold how great thou art What Wonders thou hast done Their Idols they 'll disown and say That thou art God alone Part II. Lord guide my steps that from the way Of Truth I ne'er may err My loose affections so unite That I thy Name may fear With all my Soul I'II praise the Lord His Glories ever tell By whose great goodness I have been Freed from the lowest Hell Numbers of proud and cruel men O God against me rise They seek my Life and have no fear Of thee before their Eyes Thou Lord art pitifull and kind To punish Sinners slow Goodness and Faithfulness from thee Abundantly do flow Thy mercifull regard I need And strength from thee I crave From all designed mischiefs Lord Thy helpless Servant save Some signal mark of favour shew Which all my Foes may see And at their Malice blush when thou Dost help and comfort me PSALM LXXXVII As the 100 Psalm PLac'd on the holy Hills God's Seat For Beauty and for Strength is great God none of Jacob's dwellings hates But none so loves as Sion's Gates
in his Goodness trust Whom God will bless and with his Love Both crown and shield the just PSALM VI. As the 100 Psalm LOrd I can suffer thy rebukes When thou with kindness dost chastise But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear O Let not this against me rise Pity my languishing Estate And those perplexities I feel While crushed by thy heavy hand O let thy gentler touches heal Lord for thy Goodness sake return And save my Life for in the Grave None can remember thee nor thou Thankful acknowledgments canst have See how I pass my weary Days In sighs and groans and when 't is Night I drown my Bed and self in tears My grief consumes and dims my sight Depart ye wicked Foes your hopes Are dash'd for this my mournful Voice Will bring God nearer to mine aid When ye come flocking to rejoice The Lord hath heard my pray'r and those Who gap'd upon me as their prey Will vex themselves at their defeat And in Confusion turn away PSALM VI. Another Metre LOrd I can well endure when thou Dost kindly me chastise But thy fierce wrath I cannot bear O let it never rise Pity my weak Estate and those Perplexities I feel While crushed by thy hand O let Thy gentler touches heal ln mercy Lord return and spare My Life for in the Grave None can remember thee nor thou Canst chearful praises have See how I pass my weary days In groans and when 't is Night I drown my Bed and felt in tears My grief consumes my sight Depart ye wicked Foes your hopes Are dash'd my mournful voice Will bring me help from God when ye Come flocking to rejoice The Lord hath heard my pray'r and those That gaped for a prey Vexed at their defeated hopes With shame shall turn away PSALM VII As the 100 Psalm O My good God in thee I trust Save me from harm as thou art just With Lion's rage mine Enemy Will tear me whilst no Saviour's nigh But Lord if e'er my guilty mind Has such iniquity design'd Or I with ill returns of spite My peaceful Neighbour did requite If I 've not sav'd and set him free Who 's now my causeless Enemy Then let him lay as 't is but just My Life and Honour in the Dust In Anger arm'd with pow'r arise To quell my raging Enemies Great Judge Mens careless Justice here Calls for thy Judgments more fevere Oppressed People round thee wait Till thou ascend thy Judgment Seat God equal Justice will dispence Clear then my wronged Innocence Make Malice and Injustice cease And settle Righteous Men in peace God sees our thoughts and never can Be brib'd to favour unjust Man Part II. God knows my heart to be sincere And will be my Deliverer He will defend the Righteous cause Gainst wicked men who break his Laws Whose Punishment tho' he delay He 's angry with them every day But when forbearance proves a let To their return his Sword he 'll whet After fair warnings to repent God's Bow 's for Execution bent Whence 't is decreed he 'll arrows shoot Deadly to them that persecute Forbear then further to design Against a Life will ruine thine Nor be at pains to dig a pit When sure thy self to fall in it So stones with Malice upward thrown To break my head may crush thine own And violent dealing prove when bent To others harm thy punishment Lord in chase just returns of thine Thy Faithfulness do's brightly shine And as thy Name on high they raise Shall be the Subject of my praise PSALM VII Another Metre O My good God in thee I trust Save me as thou art just My Life when there 's no Saviour near A Lion's rage will tear But Lord if e'er my guilty mind Such wickedness design'd Or I with ill returns of Spite My Neighbour did requite If I 've not sav'd and set him free Who ' is now mine Enemy Then let him Jay as 't is but just Mine honour in the Dust In Angen arm'd with pow'r arise To quell mine Enemies Great Judge mens careless Justice here Calls for thine more severe Oppressed People round do wait Till this judge takes his Seat Impartial Justice he 'll dispence Clear then mine Innocence Make malice and injustice cease Settle just men in peace God sees our thoughts and never can Favour unrighteous man Part II. God knows my heart sincere to be And will deliver me He will defend my righteous cause ' Gainst those who break his Laws Whose punishment tho' he delay He 's angry every Day And if forborn they 're wicked still His Sword he whets to kill After fair warnings to repent His Bow lies ready bent From whence he 'll deadly arrows shoot ' Gainst them that persecute Against my Life cease to design 'T will only ruine thine Nor be at pains to dig a Pit When sure to fall in it So stones thrown up to break my head May crush thine own instead And violent dealing prove when bent T' hurt me thy punishment Lord in these just returns of chine Thy Truth do's brightly shine And as thy Name on high they raise Promote my Songs of Praise PSALM VIII ALL the Earth's praises to thy Name Its Greatness Lord declare Heav'n's Lustre by thy Glory is Out-shin'd in brightness far From the weak pow'rs of Babes thou mak'st Thy Victories arise They still the Triumphs of thy Foes And shame thine Enemies When I to Heav'n thy glorious Work Raise mine admiring Eye And there behold the Moon and Stars That beautify the Sky Lord what is Man that he should have In thy kind thoughts a place Why dost thou thus advance and bless His miserable Race Tho' lower than the Angels made He wears a glorious Crown Thy Works below all stoop to him And him their Sov'reign own The Beasts that in the Pastures feed Or in the Desarts lie Fishes that move within the Seas Or Fowls beneath the Sky These are his Slaves but let not Man Disown God's Government Whose Pow'r do's Rule the World whose Name Alone is Excellent PSALM IX As the 100 Psalm WIth all my Soul I 'll bless the Lord And all his mighty works proclaim Gladness and Joy shall fill my heart Whilst I sing praises to his Name All my proud Foes did turn their backs And sought their Safety in their flight When they saw God stand on our Side They wounded fell and perish'd quite When I oppos'd my self against That daring Foe who God defy'd He then maintain'd my Cause and gave An open Judgment on my Side The Heathens Insolence was check'd When their tall Champion fell with shame Thou 'st put an everlasting blot Of Infamy upon their Name Then boast no more proud Enemy Our Countries Desolation What Cities thou wilt waste and lay In ruin'd heaps these hopes are gone Th' Eternal God from Change secure Has plac'd his Throne in glorious Light When he appears to judge the World His Sentence will be just and right From him th' oppress'd will
in Silver-plated Arms He unprovok'd comes out to fight Scatter his Forces and destroy All that in War and blood delight Egypt to make a league with thee Princely Embassadors shall send And Aethiopia to God Her hands in gifts and pray'rs extend Praise him ye Kingdoms of the Earth Who governs all the Heav'nly Spheres From thence he thunders with his Voice Which every Creature dreads that hears Give him the Glory of his Pow'r Illustriously to Israel shown Its wonders in the Heav'ns appear And thence by all the World is known They that behold his Majesty In Holy Places are amaz'd 'T is God who giveth strength and pow'r Unto his Saints his Name be prais'd PSALM LXIX As the 100 Psalm SAve me O God or else I 'm drown'd Plung'd in deep mire I find no ground Into deep Waters I am led Whose swelling waves o'erflow my head So long for help to thee I cry I scarce can speak my throat 's so dry Mine Eyes with looking long in vain I scarce can lift to Heav'n for pain My Foes are numberless and strong Who ' unjustly to destroy me long Tho' of all quarrels to be rid I 've paid for wrongs I never did God knows who all my faults do's spy I never did them Injury Let none trust less in God nor shun Well doing seeing me undone For 't is for thy sake I have born Reproach and suffer'd so much scorn Deserted by Familiars been Not own'd by those of nearest kin Zeal for the Honour of thy Name And House consumes me like a Flame All the reproaches thrown at thee I felt as if they'd aim'd at me If fasting I bewail their spite They call me a leud Hypocrite If I wear Sackcloth when I 'm sad I 'm look'd on as a Fool or Mad. When the grave Judges do me wrong No wonder I 'm the Drunkard's Song I 'll onely pray that this may be Thy time O Lord to favour me Part II. Hear me and now in my distress Thy promis'd Goodness Lord express Rescue me from that dangerous State I 'm brought into by cruel hate I 'm lost amidst these Floods of woe If I still sink and they o'erflow This heap of Waves unless thou save Will rise so high they 'll be my Grave Lord let my pray'r be heard above Whose onely comfort is thy Love As thou to pity art inclin'd Let me thy tend'rest Mercies find Disown me not who am not less Thy Servant ' cause in such distress But as my troubles greater are Require thy speedier help and Care Thy Pow'r to save me interpose Whose Life is struck at by my foes Who when I 'm ruin'd will aloud Proclaim their joys and grow more proud Thou know'st with what dishonour us'd With what reproaches I 'm abus'd Both who are my sworn Enemies And what they plot before thee lies To have no guilt and thus to smart Under reproaches breaks my heart I find no Partner in my grief As far from pity as relief They bitterly my sorrows treat And give me Gall instead of meat And when to quench my thirst I think They give me Vinegar to drink Part III. Like vengeance Lord for them prepare And let their Table be their Snare Their prosp'rous State without mishap Be for their ruine a sure Trap. Let darkness seize their Eyes and make Their Loins continually to shake Let thy severest vengeance haste To overtake and hold them fast They and their Race be so destroyed Their houses may be waste and void For whom God wounds him they pursue His grief whom he afflicts renew Let such more wicked daily grow And then no Mercy to them show Cut off may they no bleffings share Which to the Righteous promis'd are But Lord tho' I dejected lie Save me and fet me up on high My Songs of Praise shall then declare Thy Grace and Pow'r how great they are The Lord will more this Sacrifice Than fairest Ox or Bullock prize And every pious heart that 's sad This will revive and make it glad He his poor servants hears and saves Whom men ill treat and use as slaves Let all the World his Goodness raise Since one tongue 's not enough for praise For God will Sion save and build Cities with Judah's people fill'd Their Race that serve and love him well Shall there reside and safely dwell PSALM LXX As the 25 Psalm BEhold my troubles Lord How they with haste advance O do not stay but come as fast To my Deliverance Let those that seek my Life Their own Confusion meet When they attempt my hurt with shame Be forced to retreat Let such as make my griefs Their Sport unpitied be Those that deride my trust in God Reward with Infamy But where true worshippers Do seek their God to please Thy favour towards them express And make their joys t' increase Let those that hope in thee And thy Salvation love Ever have cause and hearts to say Praised be God above Look on my State opprest With Misery and Grief Thou art my Saviour and my help Lord send me quick relief PSALM LXXI As the 25 Psalm MY Soul on God relies Let none disgrace my trust Lord hear and save me when I call As thou art good and just Be thou my sure defence Whereto I may resort Make good thy gracious promise Lord Be thou my Rock and Fort. Save me from cruel Men And those that are unjust Thou Lord alone hast been my hope And from my Youth my trust Thou took'st me from the Womb When my first breath I drew Thou hast sustain'd me ever since All praise to thee is due Many with wonder gaze On me as one forlorn But by my praises and thine aid I shall confute their Scorn Lord when my strength decays And when my years decline Do not forsake or cast me off But own me still for thine Those that to ruine me Conspire these counsels please Whom God has left we will pursue Take and destroy with ease Let their presumption Lord Incline thee to draw near And make thine aids with greater speed For my relief appear Lord dissipate the force Of my confounded foes And disappointed of their hopes To open shame expose Part II. In God I 'll place my hopes Him with more praises crown His Truth and Mercies I 'll proclaim Whose measures are unknown To no Supports I 'll fly But to the strength divine No other Goodness shall be nam'd Or Faithfulness but thine These from my Youth I 've learn'd And hitherto declar'd Thy wond'rous works forsake me not When I become grey-hair'd Till I have further shown Thy Pow'r and taught thy fear Both to the present Age and those That after shall appear Thy Goodness Lord is great Thy Works illustrious are All thy Perfections have no Bounds None can with thee compare Thou shalt again revive My Soul with grief deprest Thou Lord wilt raise my low Estate Comfort and give me rest Then to proclaim thy Truth I 'll all my Powers raise And
Bondage set us free It seem'd a strange and pleasant dream Then was our Mouth with Laughter fill'd To tell this News was all our Theam This great and unexpected change Forced the Heathens to confess The wonders of that Day let us The same with greater joy express Great are thy Mercies shown to us Lord perfect what thou hast begun 'T will be like welcome show'rs to ground That 's parched with the scorching Sun We wait with Patience Lord till thou All needfull Blessings do'st restore And hope our former Tears will make Our after-joys to be the more So he that in prepared ground His scattered Seed in sadness leaves Will shout at Harvest when he sees That Seed become a Load of sheaves PSALM CXXVI Another Metre WHen God redeem'd our captive State It seem'd a pleasant Dream Our Mouth was fill'd with Laughter then And Joy was all our Theam This mercy so unlook'd for mov'd The Heathens to confess The wonders of that Day let us With Joy the same express Great are thy Mercies shown to us Lord perfect what 's begun 'T will be like welcome Show'rs to ground Parch'd with the scorching Sun We wait with Patience Lord till thou All good to us restore And hope our former Tears will make Our after-joys the more So he that Seed in ground prepar'd By scatt'red handfulls leaves Will shout at Harvest when that Seed Becomes a Load of sheaves PSALM CXXVII As the 100 Psalm UNless God prosper it all cost And pains to build an House is lost Unlese the Lord the City keep The watchfull Guards as well may sleep Your Labours with the rising Sun Begin and last when Day is done T' avoid that Poverty you dread With carefulness you eat your Bread But all in vain if by Heav'n blest You may enjoy both wealth and rest A numerous Race and fruitfull Womb As God's reward to Goodness come Their Parents Strength and Glory are Like Arrows to a Man of War Well furnished with these Supplies A Man may dare his Enemies PSALM CXXVIII BLest is the man whose fear of God Is by obedience shown Plenty thy Labours shall reward And good Success shall crown Thy fruitfull wife like a fair Vine With Clusters shall abound Whose Children like green Olive-plants Thy Table shall surround Such Blessings to thy House shall fall When Ggd's thy chiefest fear Thou in the Publick joy and good Shalt have the greatest share A Numerous Race from thee deriv'd Thy lengthned Age shall see And the great wish of all good men The Land's Prosperity PSALM CXXIX WE that are Isra'lites may say Ev'n from our Infant-state Many our Enemies have been And our Afflictions great Tho' brought into great straits our foes Thro' God's preserving care Our Extirpation cannot boast We still his People are Severely scourged we have been Deep marks whereof we bear As in plough'd ground upon our backs Long furrows do appear But God is just who has at length The wicked's Power broke And all the Bands asunder cut Of their Tyrannick Yoke Never may those that Sion hate Better Successes meet But failing still in their attempts Be forced to retreat May their designs wither like greens On ruin'd Houses Top Which every Mower disregards Expecting thence no Crop None that pass by congratulate Their hopes with wish'd Success Nor th' Harvest pray'r on these bestow May Heav'n your Labours bless PSALM CXXX As the 100 Psalm PLung'd into Depths of Misery To God I rais'd my fervent Cry Lord lend to me a gracious Ear Not sunk so low but thou canst hear Should'st thou against each evil deed In strict Severity proceed By Merit without Mercy try'd None could be clear'd and justify'd But thou forgiveness dost proclaim That men may turn and fear thy Name To thy rich Grace O Lord we fly And on thy Promises rely I 'm more impatient of thy stay Than Guards for slow approach of Day O therefore let the good and just In God alone repose their trust The frailty of our State he knows His plenteous Mercy ever flows To humble Souls he gracious is And pardons what they 've done amiss PSALM CXXX Another Metre Plung'd into Depths of Misery To God I rais'd my Cry Thou canst when sunk so low still hear Lend then a gracious Ear. If thou against each evil Deed Severely shouldst proceed By Merit without Mercy try'd None could be justify'd But thou forgiveness dost proclaim That men may fear thy Name To thy rich Grace O Lord we fly And on thy Word rely I 'm more impatient of thy stay Than Guards for break of Day O therefore let the Good and Just In God repose their Trust The Frailty of our State he knows His mercy freely flows To humble Souls he gracious is Pard'ning what 's done amiss PSALM CXXXI LORD I have no aspiring thoughts Nor Eyes that lofty are Nor meddle with the things advance'd Above my lower Sphere But humble and resign'd I lie Compos'd to silent rest I like a Child behave my self Wean'd from his Mothers breast Let pious Souls no more admire The World 's deceitfull shows But with an undisturbed mind In God their trust repose PSALM CXXXII As the 100 Psalm REmember all the Troubles Lord And Cares that David did molest His pious Zeal by solemn Oath And sacred Vow to God exprest That he 'd not come into his House Nor Sleep his weary Eyes should close Till he had first found out a place Convenient for the Ark's repose The place by God design'd we 've found In shady Woods of Ephrata We 'll go into his sacred Tents And prostrate at his Foot-stool pray Arise O Lord and where thine Ark The token of thy Presence rests Together may thy Glory come Together stay like welcome Guests May those that at thine Altar wait Be ever cloath'd with righteousness That both may triumph in thy Love Saints that are blest and Priests that bless Lord for thy Servant David's sake And thine own Promise to him made The Pray'rs of thine Anointed hear And with thy Favour make him glad Part II. The Lord to David swarean Oath With equal Truth ' twassaid and done One of thy Race when thou shalt cease To reign shall sit upon thy Throne And if thy Children will observe My Precepts with religious Care Their Children shall not want a Throne To sit upon nor that an Heir 13 For Sion's the beloved Hill Seat of their Kings and of their God Here is my place of fixed rest My House of glorious abode Her stores with plenty shall be fill'd Her poor I 'll satisfy with Food Her Priests defend and all shall hear The shouts and triumphs of the Good Still David's Regal pow'r shall spring Afresh in his Successours there And spread the Lustre of his Name Till the great promis'd King appear Cover'd with shame his Foes shall see All their Devices overthrown But I decree his glorious Head Shall wear a never-fading Crown PSALM CXXXIII As the 100 Psalm O Blest Societies on Earth
on thee are fix'd My Trust is in thee still Do not abandon me to those That seek my Blood to spill Tho subtil Plots to ruine me Like snares the wicked lay Save me from those that would my Life To cruel hands betray May all their Gins for others laid Themselves alone insnare Whilst I escape the Nets they spread By God's preserving Care PSALM CXLII WITH servent Cries I did implore God's succour and relief In long and sad Complaints to him Unbosom'd all my grief From all the straits I 'm in God knows A way for me t' escape In every Path of mine is laid A secret Snare and Trap. I look on every side and find All hopes of safety gone Whilst all are careless of my Life Or fearfull of their own My Cries to thee O Lord shall tell What trust I have in thee Thou my sure refuge whilst I live My Portion thou shalt be Regard my low Estate and from My Persecutors save Whose hope in God is less than mine But much more Pow'r they have From this sad Prison set me free That I may praise thy Name Then all good Men shall joyn with me God's kindness to proclaim PSALM CXLIII REgard the fervent Pray'rs I make The Hopes I have in thee And Lord according to thy Truth And Goodness answer me Let not my failing be before Thy strict Tribunal try'd For Lord if thou should'st be severe None could be justify'd See how my Life 's pursu'd for me No safety can be found Forced to lie in Caves like one That 's buried under ground Grief has so overwhelm'd my Soul That stupid I am grown With horrour and amazement seiz'd My strength is overthrown This onely serves to raise me up As I am sinking lower To call to mind thy former works And lean upon pow'r I 'll ne'er cease asking till my soul Shall thy refreshments gain Thy mercy which I gasp for more Than thirsty ground for Rain Part II. My spirits sink while thou delay'st th' assistance I would have If God still frown on my requests 'T will sink me to the Grave The Night is witness of my Tears O let the joyfull Morning tell Thy Kindness towards me Lord be my Guide that I may find Be thou my refuge from their pow'r Who seek my overthrow Teach me my God to do thy will And let thy Spirit of Love Conduct me in the paths that lead To Happiness above Revive my fainting Soul thy Name And Honour to advance Thy Faithfulness will brightly shine In my deliverance That my vexation from my Foes May have a gracious End Destroy the Authors of my woes For I on thee depend PSALM CXLIV As the 100 Psalm BLest be the Lord die God of Might Who gives me strength and skill to fight He is my Goodness Tow'r and Fort Delive'rer shield and safe resort My trust 's in him 't was he compell'd Those to be subject who rebell'd I am amaz'd the great God can Honour so much a poor weak Man Vain Man whose Glories quickly fade Whose Life do's vanish like a shade Our Foes will soon their weakness own When th' Heav'ns make way and God comes down Their ruine's sure that God provoke Whose touch makes proudest Mountains His pointed Lightnings will create smoke Such fears their force will dissipate Lord rid me by thy Heav'nly aid From foreign Pow'rs that me invade Like swelling Waves their Numbers stand Threat'ning to overflow the Land Whose Words and Oaths will bear no Weight But break all Faith their Right-hands plight I 'm sav'd and on my Psaltery Will sing new Songs of Praise to thee Part II. In God alone the Victories Of Kings and all their safety lies I 'm ever bound to praise the Lord Who sav'd me from the hurtfull Sword Still save and rid me by thine aid From foreign Pow'rs that me invade Whose Words and Oaths are vain and light Who break all Faith their Right-hands plight May all things flourish with our peace Our Sons like Plants in their increase Our Daughters fair and proper grow As polish'd pillars beaut'eous show Our Garners full produce all store Our num'erous Flocks increase to more Our Oxen strong for Labour be Our Land from all invasions free No Cries of mournfull Exiles meet Nor no Complaints in any Street Blest People whom such Favours crown Thrice blest whom God for His do sown PSALM CXLV As the 100 Psalm I Will extoll thy sacred Name Thou King of Saints and God of Love I 'll bless thee daily now 't will be My work eternally above Our Praises should be high like thee Whose Greatness all our thoughts exceeds And what one Age do's not confine The next shall tell thy mighty Deeds I 'll shew the Glories of thy State And thy amazing Works proclaim All men that hear my Songs of Praise Shall gladly join to do the same And like the unexhausted Springs Of mercy so their Joys shall flow Their Tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thine abundant Goodness show Thou Lord art full of Grace and Love To Anger flow but glad to spare To all thy Creatures thou art kind O'er all thy tender Mercies are Thou Lord from all these Works of thinâ— Some thankfull Tribute do'st receive But where their Powers fail thy Praise Among thy Saints shall ever live These happy Subjects to declare Thy Kingdom 's Glory never cease That men the Triumphs of thy Grace May know and all thy pow'r confess Part II. Thy Kingdom Lord shall ever stand Tho' often undermin'd in vain Oppressed Goodness is sustain'd By thee when falling rais'd again All Creatures do expect from thee Supplies of seasonable Food Thy open-handed Bounty fills Their longings with desired Good God's Goodness and Fidelity In all his ways and works appear He gives kind Answers to their Pray'rs That call on him and are sincere There 's none that fear him need complain That they in vain have fought his aid He hears their Cries when in distress And saves them when they are afraid God's preservation shall reward The good Man's duty and his love But the bold Crimes of wicked Men Shall at the length their ruine prove Mean while thy Tongue shall be imploy'd Thy cheerfull Praises to proclaim Let all the World adore thy Pow'r And ever bless thy Holy Name PSALM CXLV Another Metre THY Sacred Name I will advance My King and God of Love I 'll bless thee now 't will be my work Eternally above Our Praises should be high like thee whose Greatness all exceeds One Age t' another shall declare And praise thy mighty Deeds I 'll shew the Glories of thy State Thy wond'rous Works proclaim All men that hear my Songs of Praise Shall joyn to do the same And as thy Mercy ever springs So shall their comforts flow Their tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thy great Goodness show Thou Lord art slow to wrath but full Of Love and glad to spare To all thy Creatures kind o'er all Thy tender Mercies are Some
deep One to th' Abyss below might peep All this was at that wrathful blast Which breathing flames his Nostrils cast When dangers compass'd me about Like drowning waves he drew me out He oft my kind Deliv'rer was From foes whose strength did mine surpass Surpriz'd and weak I ' ad been their prey Had not the Lord my prop and stay When brought to straits my Liberty Restor'd because he loved me He did my Righteous cause regard And mine Integrity reward For his prescribed way I took Nor wickedly my God forsook His precepts were my Rule and Guide Nor as I pleas'd were laid aside For sufferings I rather chose Than mine Integrity to lose I felt th' injustice of their hate Whose wrongs I would not imitate Their sins when I could not prevent I kept my self still innocent Tho' charg'd with foulest crimes I 've been I 'll bear 't since God accounts me clean It 's he my Righteous Cause regards And mine Integrity rewards Part III. God's Mercy they shall ever find Who have been merciful and kind He 'll to the upright and the pure Jistice and Faithfulness secure Him that to crooked ways inclines He 'll cross and ruine his designs God with deliverance will crown Th' afflicted and the proud bring down He makes my dimmer Lamp burn bright Turns my dark state to joy and Light A Troop of foes before me falls By him I scale their highest walls God's dealings equal are and just His word so try'd none need distrust He as a shield will those defend Who with firm faith on him depend What God among the Heav'nly Pow'rs Or Rock for safety is like ours Courage he gives when danger 's nigh And clears my way to Victory By him my foes with swiftest pace O'er high and cragged hills I chase He skill in Arms on me bestows And strength to break the strongest bows When Numbers would have made me yield He interpos'd his saving shield His hand upheld me and I grew Great and victorious with a few He ' enlarg'd my steps on every side And suffered not my feet to slide My foes put to a shameful flight I chas'd till I destroy'd them quite The wounded their hard fate deplore And could renew the fight no more The proud that bore their head so high Now at my feet all prostrate lie Part IV. Thee Lord I own and ever bless Both for my Courage and Success That those who hate me to my will Submit their necks to save or kill They cry'd for aid but none was near Men could not help God would not hear Like dust that here and there is blown They fled like dirt I trod them down By thee my peoples strifes all cease In me they all unite in peace Ev'n Heathens own me for their King And unknown Nations tribute bring The mention of my conq'ring Name Such terrour strikes as makes 'em tame They feign old grudges to forget Offer their service and submit Like withered leaves the Aliens fade Their courage daunted and dismay'd Forth from their holds and holes they creep To yield up what they dare not keep Prais'd be the Living Lord from whom My Succours and Salvation come With Vengeance he my foes pursues And Nations to my Rule subdues He sav'd me from mine Enemies And made me to a Throne arise Was my Deliverer and Defence From the known Man of Violence Heathens shall hear me loudly sing How strangely God has sav'd his King And the same Mercies he has known Shall to his seed be ever shown PSALM XIX THE Heav'ns whose beauteous frame we see God's Skill and Pow'r proclaim The Laws by which each Day succeeds The Night declare the same These tho they have no Voice like ours Nor words to them belong Yet they express to all the World Thy praise without a Tongue The Sun has there a glorious Tent No Bridegroom shews his face So chearful and no Champion runs With so much strength his Race Forth from the Eastern Coast he bends His Course unto the West All th' Earth rejoices in his Light And by his Heat is blest God's Law 's a perfect Rule of Life Our Errors this descries Sinners to goodness this converts And makes the simple wise To Reason and our better Pow'rs His Just Commands accord Their Joys are pure and to the Soul Both Food and Light afford Part II. Thy Fear O Lord can cleanse our Souls And keep them pure and bright Thy Judgments are exactly true And altogether right More to be priz'd than Treasures which With finest Gold are fill'd Sweeter than Honey and the drops From Honey-combs distill'd These are my Monitors to whom My prosperous State I own And in observing these shall gain Rewards that are unknown But all the failings of his Life What Man can call to mind Lord let those faults thy pity move And easy pardon find Tho' frail I am let no bold crimes Enslave my Soul to sin So shall I blameless Innocence Maintain and peace within My Pray'rs and Praises then shall be A pleasing Sacrifice To thee my God in whom my strength And my Salvation lies PSALM XX. As the 113 Psalm THE Lord to thy requests give ear When Danger or Distress is near His mighty Pow'r be thy defence And since his Sanctuary's plac'd In Sion with his presence grac'd Support and send thee help from thence Pleas'd with th' Oblations thou dost give May'st thou thy hearts desires receive Thy great Designs all prosper still We 'll Trophies to God's Honour raise Thy Triumphs spread in Songs of Praise When he shall thy requests fulfill Thou Lord wilt save thy King we 're sure Thine aids his Conquests will secure When thy right hand shall interpose Whilst others boast their chariots force The Strength or Numbers of their Horse We set thy Name against our Foes See how they 're from their chariots thrown They and their horses tumble down And on their fall our Conquests rise Lord ever save the King we pray And no less in distresses may God hear his Pray'r than he our cries PSALM XXI O Lord how joyful is the King With thy Salvation blest Thou 'st given him his heart's desire And granted his Request Prevented by thy wondrous Love A splendid Crown he wears The Life he asked was prolong'd T' innumerable Years By thee preserv'd his Glory's great With Majesty array'd By thee He 's ever highly blest And in thy favour glad The King do's on the Lord rely Whose grace will make him stand But those that are thy foes shall know The Terrour of thy hand Thy flaming wrath shall them devour And all their Seed root out Repay the Mischief they design'd But could not bring about These shall be made the Mark at which Thy killing Arrows aim Thus Lord exalt thy Pow'r and we Will sing and praise thy Name PSALM XXII MY God my God why thus withdrawn From me oppress'd with grief Why after loudest Cries to thee So far from my relief Tho' I 'm not heard each day
still hast been To me a Shelter and strong Tow'r I shall be safe where thou dost dwell Trusting in thy protecting pow'r Since thou hast heard my Vows and I Thy peoples Heritage possess With a long Life and happy Reign Thy King I hope thou still wilt bless May he for ever in thy Love And fear O Lord abide and send That Truth and Goodness better far Than strongest Guards may him defend So will I chearful praises sing And thy great Name for ever bless And carefully perform those Vows I made to God in my distress PSALM LXII As the 25 Psalm MY Soul doth wait on God My Rock and my defence Tho' you disturb my peace I 'm safe Under his Providence Why should you seek your own Destruction in my fall Like a loose fence you 'll tumble down Or like a bowing wall They 're busy to supply With Lyes what wants in force To ruine me they speak me fair Whom inwardly they curse Thy Duty O my Soul Do not to God neglect Wait on him still from whom alone Deliv'rance I expect He onely is my Rock And my Salvation He 's my defence it 's not their pow'r Can thrust me from my throne Safety and Honour both On God alone depend He like a Rock or Fort shall me ' Gainst all my Foes defend Part II. Ye people trust in God When e'er you are afraid He 'll be your refuge in distress When you implore his aid The Men of Low degree Are vain great men a Lye Both in the Balance laid appear Lighter than Vanity Wealth makes not happy Men 'T is vain in this to trust Then seek not to inrich your selves By ways that are unjust It Riches should abound By Heaven's Blessing sent Take heed they do not gain your hearts Nor make you insolent That all may know from whence Their help they should derive Thou Lord hast oft declar'd that pow'r Is thy prerogative That Mercy flows no less Abundantly from thee So that according to Men's works Their due reward shall be PSALM LXIII EArly O Lord my fainting Soul Thy Mercy do's implore No Traveller in desart Lands Can thirst for water more I long t' appear as I was wont Within thy Holy place Thy Pow'r and Glory to behold And to obtain thy Grace For Life itself without thy Love No relish do's afford No other joys can equal this To serve and praise the Lord. I 'll therefore make my pray'rs to him And praise him whilst I live This like the choicest dainties will Both food and pleasure give When others sleep my wakeful thoughts Present thee to my mind And in the Night I think how good My God has been and kind Since thou alone hast been my help To thee alone I fly And on thy watchful Providence With chearfulness rely In all my straits I run to thee With Speed and Safety gain When I keep close to God his Care And Pow'r will me sustain But they shall lose their own who seek My Life to take away And their slain carkases become Food for the Beasts of Prey The King shall joy in God and all That swear by his great Name Shall glory when perfidious Men Shall silenc'd be with Shame PSALM LXIV LOrd hear me and from wicked Foes Be thou my Life's defence Protect me from their secret plots And open Violence Whose Malice whets their tongues to wound Deeper than sharpest Swords Who instead of poyson'd arrows use Cruel and slanderous words A secret mischief they intend Against the innocent Which fear of God will not restrain Nor yet Man's Care prevent Confirm'd in Malice and combin'd In secret Leagues they hide Such undiscerned Snares they think By none can be descry'd Nothing that Diligence can work Or wicked Skill find out They unattempted leave to bring Their Villainies about But all in vain for that just God Whose vengeance they provoke Shall ruine all their plots and wound Them by a sudden Stroak Their wicked counsels and false tongues Shall on themselves return And left by all o'er their lost hopes They shall unpitied mourn All that behold this work possess'd With awful fear shall own It was an hand Divine not chance Threw these proud sinners down The Just will trust in God the more And loudly tell their joys Who makes them gloriously triumph O'er wicked Craft and Lyes PSALM LXV As the 100 Psalm PRaises in Sion wait for thee And there the Vow perform'd shall be To thee O God that hearest Pray'r All Flesh shall chearfully repair Our sins may justly put a Stop To all that good from thee we hope Thy Mercy do's those fears allay For this will purge our sins away O happy they that may draw near To thee and in thy Courts appear For these shall all refreshments have Thy House can give or they can crave By thine amazing wonders thou Thy Kindness to the Good dost show The Ends of th' Earth in thee conside And th' Isles that in the Sea reside Mountains that seem to touch the Sky ' Gain from thy strength Stability The roaring Seas God do's asswage And stills the peoples madder rage Part II. O'er all the Earth the Nations spread Thy works of Pow'r and Anger dread And all adore thy Goodness great Where e'er the Sun do's rise or set Thy Care prevents a threatning dearth Thou visitest the thirsty Earth Show'rs to enrich her barren womb From thy full Springs above do come Thy Bounty do's that food provide By which our needs are all supply'd The hardned ridges of the field Wat'red with Show'rs are soft and yield It s Seed by clods thus gently press'd Springs up and by'after rains is bless'd The fruitful Year rich blessings crown And Plenty from the Clouds drops down The Wilderness refresht with rain Tho' parch'd before now springs again The Little Hills new Garments wear And in their youthful Green appear Flocks are the cloathing of the Plain The Vales are cover'd o'er with grain All Nature seems to shout and sing To welcome in the hopeful Spring PSALM LXV Another Metre PRaises in Sion wait for thee The Vow there paid shall be To thee O God that hearest pray'r All gladly shall repair Our sins may justly put a stop T' all good from thee we hope Thy Mercy will those fears allay And purge our sins away O happy they that may draw near And in God's Courts appear Refreshments in thy House they 'll have Of what their Souls can crave By thine amazing wonders thou Kindness to us dost show In thee the Ends of th' Earth confide Isles that i' th' Sea reside The tow'ring Mountains by thy hand Fixt and unmoved stand The roaring Seas God do's asswage And People's madder rage Part II. Thy pow'rful Works the Nations spread So widely see and dread All where the Sun do's rise or set Adore thy Goodness great Thy Care prevents a threatning Dearth Thou visitest the Earth Show'rs from above t' enrich her womb Like flowing rivers come By food thy Bounty do's
provide Our needs are all supply'd The hardned ridges of the field Soft'ned by showers yield It s seed by clods thus gently press'd Springs up by fresh rain bless'd The fruitful year rich blessings crown Which fatning Show'rs drop down The wilderness refresht with rain Tho' parch'd now Springs again The little Hills new garments wear In youthful green appear Flocks are the cloathing of the plain The Vales spread o'er with grain All Nature seems to shout and sing Welcome t' a hopeful spring PSALM LXVI LET all the Earth with joy resound To God their Voices raise Extol him in their Songs and make Him Glorious by their Praise Proclaim his mighty works in which Such terrour do's appear As makes his Foes to crouch and feign Obedience thro' their fear Ev'n all the Earth shall worship thee And sing unto thy Name Who see the wonders thou hast done To raise and spread thy Fame He turn'd the Sea into dry Land The swelling Flood made way For Israel to pass Who there His Glories did display He views the Nations and his Rule Do's o'er the World extend Then let not men rebel for pride Will in their ruine end Let all the people bless the Lord And loudly sing thy Praise Thou great Preserver of our Lives And Guide of all our ways Part II. Through severe tryals we have pass'd In grievous straits distress'd Like Beasts of burden have been us'd With heavy loads oppress'd Insolent Tyrants as vile Slaves Have trod us under feet But through all dangers we are brought Where Ease and Plenty meet I 'll go into thine house O Lord And thankful Offerings lay Before thine Altar and the Vows I made in trouble pay To honour him from whom all good Do's come I 'll spare no cost I 'll offer what he do's require And what will please him most Ye that are pious come and hear What God for me has done His Mercies shew'd to me will be For your Instruction When I with grief opprest to him My fervent cries did raise He heard me graciously and turn'd My sighing into praise God will not favour me if I Iniquity regard But he inclin'd his Ear to me And my Petitions heard O let the Glorious Name of God Be ever magnifie'd Who neither did reject my Pray'r Nor his own Grace deny'd PSALM LXVII As the 25 Psalm SHew Mercy to us Lord Bless us with gifts divine O let the Glories of thy Face On us thy Servants shine May thy hid ways be known Thy Fear on Earth abound And thy Salvation over all The Heathen World resound Let all in Psalms of Praise Their grateful thoughts express Let all the people round the World Thy mighty Name confess The Nations now may sing Their Joys since God do's reign He rules with Wisdom this great Judge Will Righteousness maintain Let all in Psalms of Praise Their grateful thoughts express Let all the people round the World Thy mighty Name confess Then shall th' enriched Earth With Plenty overflow And God on all his other Gifts His Blessing will bestow His Blessings showr'd on us Our happy Days shall crown His Pow'r and Goodness all the World With humble Fear shall own PSALM LXVIII As the 100 Psalm LET the great God arise and then His scattered foes will flee for fear Vanish like smoke and melt like wax Before the Fire when he draws near But let the just rejoice and praise His Name to which all Pow'r belongs He rides on High above the Clouds Let him be rais'd too in your Songs He pities Orphans Widows wrongs He rights bring chained Pris'ners out He for the desolate provides But plagues the RebelsLand with drought Lord when thou brought'st thy people forth From Egypt with a Mighty hand And led'st them thro' the Wilderness To bring them to the Promis'd Land The Heav'ns before thy Lightnings dropt The Earth did with thy Thunder quake Mount Sinai when the Lord came down Did from its firm Foundation shake In that dry Wilderness thou sent'st A plenteous rain at their complaint Ev'n Bread was rained down from Heav'n For their Refreshment who were faint Thy numerous people with their flocks Found a convenient dwelling there And by thy bounty Lord the poor With all things needful furnish'd were Part II. When God had giv'n them Victories A female Army 't was their use Met the returning Conquerours And in their Songs thus told the News All the great Captains of their Hosts Have left the field with hasty flight And left rich spoils all shar'd by us Women who were too weak to fight Tho' you in Egypt's servile works Sull'ied among the Pots have lien Your Armies Wings like those of Doves Victorious now shall brightly shine And so it was for when the Kings On this Side Jordan conquer'd were They as illustrious as the Snows On Salmon's Hill did then appear And when on th' other Side the Lord Your Conquests also did advance Th' high Hill of Basan then became A part of God's Inheritance But be not proud ye lofty Hills As if God meant with you t' abide Sion's the Hill which he hath chose Therein for ever to reside Thousands of Angels there attend And God is where that Host appears Sinai had once his presence now To Sion th' Honour he transferrs Part III. Like a great Conquerour our God Ascended is above the Skies And after him in triumph draws As Spoils his captiv'd Enemies He scattered his various Gifts Around to make his Bounty known Ev'n Rebels had a share ' mongst whom He dwells and they his kindness own God that heaps daily benefits On us shall have our praising Songs He is our Saviour to whom The Pow'r of Life and Death belongs In his just Vengeance he shall wound The Heads of all that him resist On whom no Methods of his Love Prevail who still in sin persist God is resolv'd the Victories Of former Ages he 'll renew As great as those in Bashan's Land And the Red Sea his People knew Thine Arms shall so victorious be And such a Slaughter shall be made That in thine Enemies blood the Dogs Their tongues may dip and thou mayst wade All know the Pomp with which God made His entrance to the Holy place Singers and Players Virgins too With Timbrels the procession grace Who as they went along all join'd Their Voices and this Song they sung In your assemblies bless the Lord All ye that are from Jacob sprung The Tribes all with their Princes came Judah and Benjamin lay near But the remote too Zobulun And Nephthali attended there Part IV. This Union which thy God has made O Israol has made thee strong Confirm it Lord and what 's begun So happily continue long Such Blessings on Jerusalem Shall from thy Temple there come down That by rich Presents thither brought Kings shall themselves thy subjects own Check that fierce Prince like a wild beast With rage to War against us bent With Captains furious as Bulls Souldiers as Heifers insolent Prancing
And greatly did his People loath Left Shiloh's Tent where he had stay'd Which never more his presence had Th' Ark where his Glories did repose Was carried Captive by their Foes Whose cruel Sword his People slew When God provok'd his care withdrew Vengeance consum'd their youth renown'd Their maids no nuptial Garlands crown'd The Priests were slain their widows dear All publick wailings did forbear But as a Warriour nothing minds When Sleep or Wine his senses binds But waking calls to Arms and shouts So God his Foes with fury routs Their hinder parts he deeply wounds And with perpetual shame confounds Yet would he not the Ark restore To Ephraim's Tribe where 't was before But Judah's Tribe and Sion chose A place belov'd for its repose There he on high his Temple plac'd Fix'd like the Earth for ever fast God for his King did David chuse From minding Flocks and yeaning Ews Took him his Israel to keep With equal care he 'd done his sheep He faithfully discharg'd his trust Designing what was good and just His Skill to govern was no less Attended still with good Success PSALM LXXIX As the 100 Psalm BEhold O Lord with savage rage The Heathen spoils thine Heritage Thy Temple 's made profane and cheap Thy City turn'd t' a ruin'd heap Thy Saints dead Bodies made a Feast To every ravenous Bird and Beast Their blood around like water shed Enow scarce live t' interr the dead Instead of Pity thus forlorn We meet from all reproach and scorn When shall thy wrath O Lord expire Thy Jealousie that burns like fire On Heathens let thine Anger smoak Who neither know nor thee invoke Who with devouring rage have raz'd Our City and our Land laid waste Call not to mind our former sin Nor how provoking we have been But let thy tender Mercies now Prevent our ruine tho' brought low Our Sins thy Glory to advance Pass by and send Deliverance Why should th' insulting Heathen say Where 's now their God to whom they pray Oh may they know thee and their guilt By thy revenge for Blood they 've spilt And mov'd by sighing Prisoners cry Save those whom they 've condemn'd to die Repay Seven-fold our Neighbours scorn Which we for thy sake Lord have born Thy People then thy Name shall raise And future Ages sing thy Praise PSALM LXXIX Another Metre THE Heathen Lord with savage rage Invade thine Heritage Thy Temple 's made profane and cheap Thy City ' a ruin'd heap Dead Bodies of thy Saints make Feasts To rav'nous Birds and Beasts Enow scarce live t' interr the dead Their Blood 's like water shed Instead of Pity thus forlorn We 're made their sport and scorn When shall thy Jealousie expire Thy wrath that burns like fire On such as know not God nor pray Let thy fierce anger stay Who with devouring rage have raz'd Our Walls and Land laid waste Tho' justly thou provok'd hast been Visit not our past sin But let thy Mercy tho' brought low Prevent our ruine now Pass by our sins thy Grace t' advance And send Deliverance Where 's now their God to whom they pray Why should the Heathen say By thy revenge for Blood they 've spilt They 'll know God and their guilt Save those whom they 've condemn'd to die Mov'd by the Prisoners cry Repay Seven-fold our Neighbours scorn We for thy Sake have born Thy People then thy Name shall raise And thee all Ages praise PSALM LXXX As the 100 Psalm GReat Shepherd of good Jacob's Race And Joseph's wond'rous Guide give ear Thou sitt'st between the Cherubins Thence gloriously for us appear Ephr'aim with th' other Tribes once saw Thy Conquests in the wilderness Now shew thy self that they may know Thy saving Pow'r is still no less Oh make an happy change and us Unto thy favour Lord restore For if our God be reconcil'd We shall be sav'd and sigh no more Great God! how long wilt thou reject Our pray'rs when we thy help intreat Whilst we large draughts of tears drink down Tears that are mingled with our meat Our foes agreeing in our harm Strive only who shall spoil us most Laugh at our trust in God too weak They think t' oppose the pow'rs they boast Oh change our State and us again Unto thy favour Lord restore For if our God be reconcil'd We shall be sav'd and sigh no more Part II. From Egypt thou hast brought a Vine Transplanted hither by thine hand Expell'd the Heathen that its roots Might farther spread and fill the Land The Hills were covered with its shade Its boughs o'er goodly Cedars stretch'd So fruitful 't was it from the Sea As far as to Euphrates reach'd Why is her fence broke down her grapes By every spoiler's hand are press'd The Boar roots up her plants her fruit's Devour'd by every savage Beast Return great God look from above Visit this Vine forsook so long Thine own Plantation and the Branch Thou madest for thy self so strong See what Destruction's made the fire Has burnt already what 's cut down And what remains will be consum'd If God continue still to frown Lord save the King whom thou dost love And send him thine Almighty aid Whom zealous for thine Honour thou And strong for our defence hast made From thee we never will revolt If thou wilt us again revive But worship thee and never cease To praise thy Goodness whilst we live Oh change our state and us again Unto thy favour Lord restore For if our God be reconcil'd We shall be sav'd and sigh no more PSALM LXXXI As the 100 Psalm PRaise him to whom all pow'r belongs With joyful and triumphant Songs Join to the Musick of your voice Sweet Instruments Harmonious noise On the New Moon with Trumpets sound Proclaim the solemn Feast around This was a standing Law decreed By Jacob's God to Jacob's Seed For a Memorial ordain'd Of their remove from Egypt's Land Who after heard with fear and awe God's unknown Voice that gave the Law His shoulder crush'd with loads I eas'd His Hands from sordid works releas'd You cry'd in trouble and oft crav'd My help and I as often sav'd The thundring Cloud that terrify'd Th' Egyptians was your Light and Guide You prov'd at Meribah's fam'd spring My Pow'r and I your murmuring I will instruct my people still If they will hear and do my will Own then no foreign Deity Nor worship any God but me I am thy God 't was my strong hand Which brought thee out of Egypt's Land Open thy Mouth tho' ne'er so wide Thy longings shall be satisfy'd But Israel would not hear my Voice Nor make their God their only choice So they were led as their lusts crav'd By Counsels of a Mind deprav'd Oh had they made but God their Guide And with his wise Advice comply'd He all their Foes would soon have quell'd His Hand have all their force repell'd They who their Malice would not quit Been glad to flatter and submit While he his people would
take Example by me to be worse State-reason and a private End Serv'd by ill projects shall not bend The Laws against the Rule of Right The man whose sroward heart is press'd Ungodly Counsels to suggest shall never be my Favourite The privy Slanderer I 'll not brook Nor on the proud vouohsafe to look Unless to note him for disgrace But men of clear Integrity And unsuspected Honesty Shall be advanc'd to highest place None shall by tricks and sly decoit By lyes and little arts grow great Or be in mine Affairs imploy'd Justice shall not Offenders spare But wicked Doers by my care Shall from God's City be destroy'd PSALM CII LORD hear the pray'rs and mournful cries Of mine afflicted state And with thy Comforts chear my Soul Before it be too late My days consume away like smoak Mine anguish is so great My Bones are not unlike an Hearth Parched and dry with Heat This makes my vital Spirits fail And flag like withered Grass Mine appetite to food 's so lost My meals I Over-pass Such is my grief I little else Can do but sigh and groan So wasted is my flesh I 'm lest Nothing but skin and bone Like th' Owl and Pelican that dwell In deserts out pf sight I sadly to bemoan my self In solitude delight The wakeful Bird that on House tops Sits without company And spends the night in dolesul cries Lives such a life as I. My pleased Enemies expose My miseries to scorn So set against me with mad rage My ruine they have sworn Th' ashes I roll in when I eat Are tasted with my Bread And with my Drink are mix'd the tears I plentifully shed Thy wrath against us so severe Do's not remit at all By dashing all the hopes thou 'st rais'd I 've had the sorer fall Part II. My days like the declining shades Make haste and fly away As Flow'rs before the scorching Sun They wither and decay But thou Lord ever shalt remain The same thou ever wast And the memorial of thy Truth Shall to all Ages last The years for Sion's punishment Prefix'd expiring are God's time to favour her 's at hand Her ruines to repair These hopes to see her built again Make us her stones to prize Her heaps of rubbish and of dust Are precious in our Eyes The Heathen Kings who scorn us now Will then thy Name revere Whose pow'r when Sion is restor'd Will gloriously appear The captive poor that now bemoan Their miseries in vain Shall then be heard and their lost state And liberties regain This Mercy to the following Age Shall stand upon record And their Posterity tho' yet Unborn shall praise the Lord. Part III. The Lord who in his Heav'nly Throne Advanced is so high Yet casts on our afflicted state A favourable eye Hell give that wish'd for liberty The groaning pris'ners crave And those that look upon themselves As doom'd to die will save That they the Glories of his Name May in nis Temple raise And in Jerusalem aloud His Truth and Goodness praise When all his saved people there Shall meet with one accord And other Kingdoms joyn with us In worshipping the Lord. But mine afflictions such decays Of age and strength had made My hopes to see those happy days Fell short and thus I pray'd Lord take me not away before My better days be past Thine undeclining years beyond All generations last Th' unknown Foundations of the Earth Of old by thee were laid The fair and beauteous Heavens shew The work thy hands have made These all shall perish and wax old Like garments thrown aside But tho' they change thy years ne'er fail Thou dost the same abide Thy kindness to the good is firm Thy word to them is sure Tho' strange events may change the world Their Race shall still endure PSALM CIII As the 100 Psalm BLess thou the Lord my soul his Name Let all the pow'rs within me bless O let not his pasl favours lie Forgotten in unthankfulness It 's he that pardons all thy sins He that in sickness makes thee sound It 's he redeemed from the Grave Thy Life with Love and Mercy Crown'd It 's he that fills thy mouth with good And all thy just desires supplies Who like the Eagles makes thine Age To a renewed youth arise From his strict Justice sure relief Oppressed Innocence will find Moses and Isr'el knew his ways And kind Intentions of his mind Abundant Mercies flow from God Love is his nature and delight Slow is his wrath and tho' he chides Intends not to destroy us quite His Anger in its rise and stay From Rules Justice never swerves And when he punishes our faults The measure 's less than sin deserves As Heav'n is far above the Earth So his Rewards exceed our Love Farther than East is from the West His Pardon does our sins remove Part II. A father's pity to his child Resembles God's tho' shorter far For he considers our weak frame That onely quickned Dust we are Man's days are like the Grass or Flow'r That in the Field its Beauty shows But fades with every blasting wind And then its former place none Knows But God's eternal Truth and Love Is to good Men and to their Race Those that his Laws and Cov'nant keep His favour ever will embrace Circled with glorious Light his Throne The Lord has plac'd in Heav'n above Whose mighty ' pow'r and sov'reign Rule Extends o'er all that live and move Bless God ye Angels who in strength And ready services transcend Bless him ye Hosts and Ministers Who all to doe his Will attend All ye his works that subject are In ev'ry place to his controll Bless ye your Maker and with them Joyn in his Praises O my Soul PSALM CIII Another Metre MY Soul bless thou the Lord his Name All pow'rs within me bless O never let his favours be Lost in unthankfulness It 's he forgives thy sins and do's Thy sicknesses remove It 's he redeems thee from the Grave And crowns thy Life with Love It 's he that fills thy mouth with good Thy just desires supplies Who like the Eagles makes thine Age To a new Youth arise From his strict Justice sure relief Wrong'd Innocence shall find Moses his ways and Israel knew Th' Intentions of his mind The Lord is kind and Goodness is His nature and delight Slow is his wrath and tho' he chides Would not destroy us quite His Anger in its rise and stay From Justice never swerves And when he punishes our faults It 's less than sin deserves As Heav'n do's far exceed the Earth So his Rewards our Love Farther than East is from the West He do's our sins remove Part II. A father's pity to his child Than God's is lesser far For he considers our weak frame And knows that Dust we are Man's days are like the grass or flow'r Fresh when it s newly blown But fades with every blasting wind Whose place no more is known But God is true and ever kind To
Sihon and Og he smote And made their fruitfull Land Fall to his Peoples Lot His Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last He sav'd us when our State Was low and sore opprest Food to all flesh he gives The God of Heav'n be blest Whose Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last PSALM CXXXVI Another Metre As the 113 Psalm REnder and oft your thanks repeat To God who is as Good as Great To every Age his Meroy's sure To him your chearfull Praises sing Whom Angels worship as their King Whese Mercy always do's endure To him whom highest Princes own By low prostrations at his Throne To every Age his Merey's sure To him whose wond'rous Works declate His Pow'r to be beyond compare Whose Mercy always do's endure His Wisdom when the Heav'ns you view Their Brightness and their Order shew To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who laid the Seas below The Earth which they can ne'er o'erflow Whose Mercy always do's endure To him who out of Night's dull shade To cheer the World great Lights has made To every Age his Mercy 's sure The Sun that gives us quick'ning heat And Light out Labours to compleat His Mercy always do's endure The Moon and Stars when down we lie For our Repose its place supply To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who by a Vengeance due All the First-born in Egypt slew Whofe Mercy always do's endure Then Isr'el whom they long detain'd In cruel Bondage freedom gain'd To every Age his Mercy 's sure All this by a strong hand was done A Pow'r none could resist or shun His Mercy always do's endure Part II. When after this fear seiz'd their hearts The Red-sea severed into parts To every Age his Mercy 's sure And like a Wall on either hand Till they pass through the Waters stand His Mercy always do's endure Here hardened Phar'oh and his Host That follow'd them were sunk and lost To every Ate his Mercy 's sure His People thro' the Desart led By Miracles were daily fed His Mercy always do's endure He smote great Kings that did withstand Their passage to the promis'd Land To every Age his Mercy 's sure Tho' fam'd for prowess they could gain No Victories but all were slain His Mercy always do's endure Sihon for War of greatest note King of fierce Amorites he smote To every Age his Mercy 's sure And Bashan's Tyrant Og o'ercame For height a Gyant of great Name His Mercy always do's endure To give their Land he did engage For a perpetual Heritage To every Age his Mercy 's sure This Heritage fell to our Lot Who had not then our God forgot Whose Mercy always do's endure Who pity'd our sed State when Sin Might have thrown out whom he brought in To every Age his Mercy 's sure And when subdu'd oft heard our Cries And sav'd us from our Enemies His Mercy always do's endure He satisfies all flesh with food All Creatures wants supplies with good To every Age his Mercy 's sure Then with the highest Notes of Praise Our thanks to Heav'n's great God let 's raise Whose Mercy always do's endure To thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost blest Three in one Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad No rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst Sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad Nor rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill May I be dumb and find no voice Unless thy ruines to deplore And find no Joy It 's all prosane Till God Jerusalom restore Forget not then th' accursed Race Of Edom Lord who without pity Rejoyeing o'er its ruines cry'd Rase the Foundations of the City Nor boast too much proud Babylon whose turn to be destroy'd do's hasts O may he prosper who repays What 's done to us and lays thee waste Blest Hand that from their Mother's breasts Spares not to snatch thy little ones And harm from savage Race prevents By dashing them against the Stones PSALM CXXXVIII TO magnify the Lord my Soul Thy best affections raise Angels shall hear my Songs and be The Partners of my praise Within thy Church thy constant Truth And Goodness I 'll proclaim These raise my Wonder and advance The Glories of thy Name In my distress to thee I cry'd And thou my Pray'r didst hear Thou didst support me with thy strength And with thy Comforts cheer Kings shall thy promis'd goodness know And take occasion thence To ptaise thy Mercy and admire Thy ways of Providence God from his high and glorious Throne The lowly views and owns But scorns the proud and on their height With Indignation frowns Thy former Kindnesses prevent My fears when in distress Thy hand shall save me from my Foes Thy Pow'r their wrath repress Thy never-sailing Goodness will Compleat what is begun O never suffer thine own Work Nor me to be undone PSALM CXXXIX As the 100 Psalm LORD when I have to do with thee In vain l seek to be conceal'd Thou know'st me perfectly to thee My very thoughts are all reveal'd Both when I sit and when I rise My walking and my lying down To thee my works and all my words Better than to my self are known On every side within the reach Of thine incircling Arm I lie Whose force I neither can resist Nor scape the notice of thine Eye Whither can I retire
thankfull Tribute Lord from all Thy works thou do'st receive But where they fail thy Praise among The Saints shall ever live Thy Kingdoms Glory to declare These Subjects never cease That Men thy wond'rous Grace may know And all thy Pow'r confess Part II. Thy Kingdom Lord shall ever stand Tho' undermin'd in vain Goodness is stay'd by thee when weak When falling rais'd again All Creatures do expect from thee Supplies of daily Food Thy open-handed Bounty fills All their desires with good God's Goodness and Fidelity In all his ways appear He gives kind Answers unto such As pray and are sincere There 's none that fear him need complain They 've sought in vain his Aid He hears their Cries when in distress And saves them when afraid God's care and Preservation Rewards the good Man's love But the bold Crimes of wicked Men At length their ruine prove Mean while my Tongue shall be imploy'd Thy Praises to proclaim Let all the World adore thy Pow'r And ever bless thy Name PSALM CXLVI MY Soul to praise the highest Lord Thy best affections raise For whilst I live my God shall be The Subject of my Praise Vain are our hopes from mighty Kings Whose Glories at their Death Sink to the Grave and all their thoughts Do vanish with their Breath Happy is he who in that God That made the World do's trust Which World may sooner fail than he Cease to be good and just He rights the injur'd and defends The good Man's cause oppress'd He feeds the hungry and by him The Pris'ners are releas'd He cures the Blind and sorrow from Dejected Souls removes And by his special Care protects The righteous whom he loves Strangers and Widows he preserves He do's the Orphans own As for the wicked's prosp'rous State He turns it upside down This mighty King shall ever reign As he do's ever live Let all the World he rules to him Eternal Praises give PSALM CXLVII As the 100 Psalm O Blest Employment of out Lives To praise the God whom we adore How gratefull to our selves and him Nothing becomes a good Man more The Lord of Old the broken State Of Captive Isr'ael did repair The sorrowfull and broken hearts He binds and heals with tender care He numbers all the Stars and knows What vertue comes to us from thence For 't is from him they borrow all Their lustre and their influence Unsearchable his Wisdom is His Pow'r so great it knows no bound He raises up the meek and throws The stubborn Sinners to the ground To God your cheerfull Praises sing Whose Bounty all things do's maintain Who covers Heav'n with watry Clouds And for the Earth prepares the Rain He makes the tender Grass to grow On Mountains which are parch'd and dry Wild Beasts are fed without our Care And the young Ravens when they cry He in the Nimbleness and Strength Of Horse or Man takes no delight It 's onely Fear and stedfast Faith In God his Favour do's invite Part II. O blest Jerusalem sing praise Unto thy God and ye that dwell On Sion's Mount in joyfull Hymns To all his Truth and Goodness tell It 's he thy City made so strong Th' Assaults of Foes it now defies His Blessing thine Inhabitants To a vast Number multiplies Thy Borders from Incursions free Are setled all in quiet peace And thy fair Fields the choicest Wheat Yields to an envied increase All Creatures hast t' obey his word Like softest Wool he sends the Snows His Chrystal Ice-like Morsels casts And the Hoar-frosts like Ashes strows None can endure his piercing cold But at his word warm Winds do blow Then Rocks of Ice are soon dissolv'd And the congealed Waters flow All see these Works to Israel He greater Favour 's do's afford The clearer knowledge of his Will And Laws they have Praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXLVII Another Metre HOW well are we employ'd to praise The Lord whom we adore How gratefull to our selves and him Nothing becomes us more The Lord of Old the broken State Of Isr'ael did repair The sorrowfull and broken hearts He heals with greatest Care He numbers all the Stars and knows What vertue comes from thence For 't is from him they borrow all Their light and influence Unsearchable his Wisdom is His Pow'r admits no bound He raises up the meek and throws Proud Sinners to the ground To God your cheerfull Praises sing That all things do's maintain Who covers Heav'n with Clouds and for The Earth prepares the Rain He makes the tender Grass to grow On Mountains parch'd and dry Wild Beasts need not our care he feeds Young Ravens when they cry No Horses strength or nimble Legs Of Man are his delight It 's onely Fear and trust in God His Favour do's invite Part II. O blest Jerusalem sing praise To God and ye that dwell On Sion's Mount in Hymns to all His Truth and Goodness tell So strong thy City 's made th' Assaults Of Foes it now defies And vastly thine Inhabitants His Blessing multiplies Thy Borders from Incursions free Are setled all in peace Thy Fields the choicest Wheat produce T' an envied increase All Creatures hast t' obey his Word Like Wool he sends the Snows His Chrystal Ice like Morsels casts Hoar-frosts like Ashes strows None can abide his piercing Cold He bids warm Winds to blow Then Rocks of Ice dissolve and soon Congealed Rivers flow All see these Works to Israel More Grace he did afford The clearer knowledge of his Will And Laws Praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXLVIII TO laud the Heav'nly King Let all their Voices raise Ye Angels first begin The Great Creator's Praise Let Sun and Moon And every Star His Glory show That 's brighter far Ye Regions of the Air And watry Clouds that move Within the liquid Sky Praise ye the Lord above Whose pow'rfull Word Made you to be And fixt your bounds By his Decree All that the Earth do's bear Whales in the Depths conceal'd Lightnings and Hail and Snow Vapours to Ice congeal'd The stormy Winds Rais'd at his Will Which at his Word Are calm'd and still Praise him ye Mountains high And Hills that lower are Cedars with lofty Heads And Trees that fruits do bear Beasts that in Fields Or Pastures lie Both creeping things And Fowls that fly Ye Kings that Sceptres sway People of meaner Birth Princes that rule the world And Judges of the Earth Let every Sex And every Age To praise the Name Of God engage His Glories alt that shines In Heay'n and Earth excell He special Mercy show'd T' his People Israel A People dear And highly rais'd His Holy Name Be ever prais'd PSALM CXLIX As the 100 Psalm PRaise God and let your Songs be new As he fresh favours daily grants Publish your Joys by Hymns of Praise Among th'Assemblies of his Saints Let Isr'ael whom he made rejoyce Since his peculiar People made Let Sion's Children whom he rules As their great King be much more glad Dances are proper to express The inward