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A02545 Holy obseruations. Lib. 1. Also some fewe of Dauids Psalmes metaphrased, for a taste of the rest. By Ios. Hall Hall, Joseph, 1574-1656. 1607 (1607) STC 12671; ESTC S103654 25,435 209

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incline To these loud cryes that to thee powred bin 3 At early morne thou shalt my voyce attend For at day breake I will my selfe addresse Thee to implore and waite for due redresse 4 Thou dost not Lord delight in wickednesse Nor to bad men wilt thy protection lend 5 The boasters proud cannot before thee stay Thou hat'st all those that are to sinne deuoted 6 The lying lippes who with bloud are spotted Thou doost abhorre and wilt for euer slaie 7 But I vnto thine house shall take the way And through thy grace aboundant shall adore With humble feare within thine holy place 8 Oh! lead me Lord within thy righteous trace Euen for their sakes that malice me so sore Make smooth thy paths my dimmer eyes before 9 Within their mouth no truth is euer found Pure mischiefe is their heart a gaping toome 10 Is their wide throate yet their tongues stil sound 11 With smoothing words O Lord giue them their doom And let them fall in those their plots profound In their excesse of mischiefe them destroy 12 That rebells are so those that to thee flie Shall all reioice and sing eternally 13 And whom thou dost protect and who loue thee And thy deare name in thee shall euer ioy ● Since thou with blisse the righteous dost reward And with thy grace as with a shield him guard Psal 6. As the 50. Psalme The mighty God c. LEt mee not Lord be in thy wrath reproued Oh! scourge mee not· when thy fierce rage is moued 2 Pity mee Lord that do with languor pine Heale mee whose bones with paine dissolued bin 3 Whose weary soule is vexed aboue measure Oh Lord how long shall I'bide thy displeasure 4 Turne thee O Lord rescue my soule distrest 5 And saue me of thy grace Mongst those that rest In silent death can none remember thee And in the graue how shouldst thou praised be 6 Weary with sighs all night I caus'd my bed To swim with teares my couch I watered 7 Deepe sorrow hath consum'd my dimmed eyne Sunk in with griefe at these leud foes of mine 8 But now hence hence vaine plotters of mine ill The Lord hath heard my lamentations shrill 9 God heard my suit and still attends the same 10 Blush now my foes and fly with sudden shame Psal 7. As the 112. Psalme The man is blest that God doth feare 1 ON thee O Lord my God relyes Mine only trust frō bloody spight Of all my raging enemies Oh! let thy mercy me acquite 2 Least they like greedy Lyons rend My soule whiles none shal it defend 3 Oh Lord if I this thing haue wrought If in my hands be found such ill 4 If I with mischief euer sought To pay good turnes or did not still Doe good vnto my causelesse foe That thirsted for my ouerthrowe ● Then let my foe in eager chace Ore take my soule and proudly tread My life belowe and with dis-grace In dust lay downe mine honor dead 6 Rise vp in rage O Lord eft-soone Aduance thine arm against my fo'ne And wake for me till thou fulfil My promis'd right so shal glad throngs Of people flock vnto thine hill For their sakes then reuenge my wrōgs And rouse thy self Thy iudgements be O're al the world Lord iudge thou me As truth and honest innocence Thou find'st in me Lord iudge thou 〈◊〉 9 Settle the iust with sure defence Let me the wicked's malice see 10 Brought to an end For thy iust eye Doth hearts and inward reyns descry 11 My safety stands in God who shields The sound in hart whose doom each day 12 To iust men and contemners yields 13 Their due Except he change his waie His sword is whet to bloud intended His murdring bowe is ready bended 14 Weapons of death he hath addrest And arrowes keene to pearce my foe 15 Who late bred mischiefe in his brest But when he doth on trauell goe ●6 Brings forth a ly Deep pits he delues And falls into his pits himselue ●7 Back to his own head shall rebound His plotted mischiefe and his wrongs ●8 His crown shal craze But I shal sound Iehouah's praise with thankful songs And will his glorious name expresse And tell of all his righteousnesse Psal 8. As the 113. Psalme Ye Children c. 1 HOw noble is thy mighty name O Lord o're all the worlds wid● frame Whose glory is aduanc't on hye Aboue the rouling heauens rack 2 How for the gracelesse scorners sake To still th' auenging enemy Hast thou by tender infants tongue The praise of thy great name made strōg While they hang sucking on the brest 3 But when I see thine heauens bright The Moon glittering stars of night By thine almighty hand addrest Oh! what is man poore silly man That thou so mind'st him dost daine To look at his vnworthy seed Thou hast him set not much beneath Thine Angels bright with a wreath Of glory hast adorn'd his head Thou hast him made hy souerayne Of al thy works stretcht his raigne Vnto the heards and beasts vntame To foules and to the scaly traine That glideth through the watery main How noble each-where is thy name Psal 9. To the tune of that knowen song beginning Preserue vs Lord. 1 THee thy wondrous deeds O God With all my soule I sound abroad 2 My ioy my triumph is in thee Of thy drad name my song shal be 3 O highest God since put to flight And fall'n and vanisht at thy sight 4 Are all my foes for thou hast past Iust sentence on my cause at last And sitting on thy throne aboue A rightful Iudge thy selfe do'st proue The troupes profane thy checkes haue stroid And made their name for euer void ● Where 's now my foes your threatned wrack So well you did our citties sack And bring to dust whiles that ye say Their name shall dy as well as they ● Lo in eternall state God sits And his by throne to iustice fits Whose righteous hand the world shall weeld And to al folk iust doom shal yeeld The poore from hy find his reliefe The poore in needfull times of griefe 10 Who knowes thee Lord to thee shall cleaue That neuer do'st thy cliēts leaue 11 Oh! sing the God that doth abide On Sion mount and blazon wide 12 His worthy deeds For he pursues The guiltlesse bloud with vengeance due He minds their case nor can passe o're Sad clamours of the wronged poore 13 Oh! mercy Lord thou that do'st saue My soule from gates of death graue Oh! see the wrong my foes haue done 14 That I thy praise to all that gone Through daughter Sions beautious gate With thankfull songs may loud relate And may reioice in thy safe ayd Behold the Gentiles whiles they made A deadly pit my soule to drowne Into their pit are sunken downe In that close snare they hid for mee Lo their owne feet entangled bee 16 By this iust doom the Lord is known That th' ill are punisht with their own 17 Down shall the wicked backward fall To deepest hell and nations all 18 That God forget nor shall the poore Forgotten be for euermore The constant hope of soules opprest 19 Shall not ay dy Rise from thy rest Oh Lord let not men base and rude Preuaile iudge thou the multitude 20 Of Lawelesse pagans strike pale fear Into those breasts late stubborn were And let the Gentiles feele and find They been but men of mortall kind Psal 9. As the 51. Psalme O Lord consider 1 WHy stād'st thou Lord aloof so lōg hid'st thee in due times of need 2 Whiles leud men proudly offer wrong Vnto the poore In their owne deed And their deuise let them be caught 3 For lo the wicked braues and boasts In his vile and outragious thought And blesseth him that rauins most 4 On God he dares insult his pride Scornes to inquire of powers aboue But his stout thoughts haue stil deni'd 5 Ther is a God His waies yet proue Aye prosperous thy iudgements hye Doe farre surmount his dimmer sight 6 Therfore doth he all foes defie His heart saith I shal stand in spight Nor euer moue nor danger ' bide 7 His mouth is fill'd with curses foule And with close fraud His tongue doth hide 8 Mischief il he seeks the soule Of harmlesse men in secret wait And in the corners of the street Doth shed their blood with scorne and hate His eyes vpon the poore are set 9 As some fell Lyon in his den He closely lurkes the poore to spoile He spoiles the poore and helplesse men When once he snares them in his toile 10 He croucheth lowe in cunning wile And bows his brest wheron whol thrōgs Of poor whom his fair showes beguile Fall to be subiect to his wrongs 11 God hath forgot in soule he sayes He hides his face to neuer see 12 Lord God arise thine hand vp-raise Let not thy poore forgotten be 13 Shal these insulting wretches scorne Their God and say thou wilt not care 14 Thou see'st for all thou hast forborn Thou see'st what al their mischiefs are That to thine hand of vengeance iust Thou maist thē take the poor distressed Rely on thee with constant trust The help of Orphans and oppressed 15 Oh! break the wickeds arme of might And search out al their cursed trains And let them vanish out of sight 16 The Lord as King for euer raignes From forth his coasts the heathen sect 17 Are rooted quite thou Lord attēdest To poore mens suites thou doo'st direct Their harts to thē thine eare thou bēdest 18 That thou maist rescue frō despight The wofull fatherlesse and poore That so the vaine and earthen wight On vs may tyrannize no more FINIS
enemy to inward rest as outwarde rest may well stand with inwarde vnquietnesse 9 None liue so ill but they contēt themselues in somewhat Euen the begger likes the smell of his dish It is a rare euill that hath not something to sweeten it either in sense or in hope Otherwise men woulde growe desperate mutinous enuious of others wearie of themselues The better that thing is wherein wee place our comfort the happier we liue and the more wee loue good things the better they are to vs. The Worldlinges comfort though it bee good to him because he loves it yet because it is not absolutely and eternall good it failes him wherein the Christian hath iust aduantage of him while hee hath all the same causes of ioy refined and exalted besides more and hyer which the other knows not of The worldling laughes more but the Christiā is more delighted These two are easily seuered Thou seest a goodly picture or an heap of thy gold thou laughest not yet thy delight is more then in a iest that shaketh thy splene As grief so ioy is not lesse whē it is least expressed 10 I haue seene the worst natures most depraued minds not affecting all sinnes but still some they haue condemned in others and abhorred in themselues One exclaimes on couetousnesse yet he can too wel abide riotous good fellowship Another inueighes against drunkennesse and excesse not caring how cruel he be in vsury and oppression One cannot indure a rough and quarrellous disposition yet giues himselfe ouer to vnclean lasciuious courses Another hates all wrongs saue wrong to God One is a ciuill Atheist another a religious Vsurer a third an honest Drunkarde a fourth an vnchaste Iusticer a fift a chaste Quarreller I know not whether euery diuel excel in all sins I am sure some of them haue denomination from some sinnes more speciall Let no man applaude himselfe for those sinnes he wanteth but condemn himself rather for that sin he hath Thou censurest another mans sinne hee thine GOD curseth both 11 Golde is the heauiest of all metalles It is no wonder that the rich man is vsually carryed downward to his place It is hard for the soule clogged with manie weights to ascēd to heauen It must be a strong and nimble soule that can carry vp it selfe and such a lode yet Adam and Noah flewe vp thither with the double Monarchy of the worlds the Patriarkes with much wealth maoie holy Kings with massie Crowns and Scepters The burden of couetous desires is more heauy to an empty soule then much treasure to the full Our affections giue poise or lightnesse to earthly things Either abate of thy lode if thou finde it too pressing whether by hauing lesse or louing lesse or adde to thy strength activitie that thou mayst yet ascend It is more commendable by how much more harde to climbe into heauen with a burden 12 A Christian in all his wayes must haue three guides Truth Charity Wisedome Truth to go before him Charity Wisdome on eyther hand If any of the three be absent he walks amisse I haue seen some doe hurt by following a truth vncharitably And others while they would salve vp an errour with loue haue fayled in their wisedome and offended against iustice A charitable vntruth and an vncharitable truth and an vnwise menaging of truth or loue are all to be carefullie auoyded of him that woulde goe with a right foot in the narrow way 13 GOD brought man forth at first not into a Wildernesse but a Garden yet then he expected best seruice of him I neuer finde that hee delights in the misery but in the prosperity of his seruants Cheerfulnes pleases him better then a deiected and dull heauinesse of heart If wee can bee good with pleasure hee grudgeth not our ioy If not it is best to stint our selues not for that these comforts are not good but because our harts are euil falting not their nature but our vse and corruption 14 The homeliest seruice that we doe in an honest calling tho it be but to plow or dig if done in obedience cōscience of Gods cōmandement is crowned with an ample reward whereas the best works for their kind preaching praying offering euangelical sacrifices if without respect of Gods iniunction and glory are loded with curses God loueth aduerbs cares not how good but how well 15 The goldē infancy of some hath proceeded to a brazen youth and ended in a leaden age All humane maturities have their period Onely grace hath none I durst neuer laie too muche hope on the forwarde beginnings of witt and memorie which haue been applauded in children I knew they could but attaine their vigor and that if sooner no whit the better for the earlier is their perfection of wisedome the lōger shal be their witless age Seasonablenesse is best in all these things which haue their ripenesse and decay Wee can neuer hope too much of the timely blossomes of grace whose spring is perpetuall and whose haruest begins with our end 16 A man must giue thankes for some-what which he may not pray for It hath been sayde of Courtiers that they must receiue iniuries giue thanks God cannot wrong his but hee will crosse them those crosses are beneficiall all benefites challenge thanks Yet I haue read that Gods children have with condition prayed against them neuer for them In good things we pray both for them and their good vse in euill for their good vse not themselues Yet wee must giue thankes for both For there is no evill of paine which God dooth not nothing that God doth is not good no good thing but is worthy of thankes 17 One half of the world knowes not how the other liues and therefore the better sort pitty not the distressed and the miserable enuy not those which fare better because they knowe it not Each man iudges of others condition by his owne The worst sort would be too much discontented if they sawe how farr more pleasant the life of others is And if the better sort such we cal those which are greater could look down to the infinit miseries of inferiours it would make them either miserable in compassion or proude in conceite It is good some-times for the delicate riche man to look into the poor mans cupboard and seeing God in mercy gives him not to knowe their sorrowe by experience to knowe it yet in speculation This shall teache him more thankes to God more mercy to men more contentment in himselfe 18 Such as a mans prayer is for another it shall be in time of his extreamity for himselfe For though he loue himselfe more then others yet his apprehensiō of God is alike for both Such as his praier is in a former extreamity it shal be also in death this way we may haue experience euen of a thing future If God haue been far off frō thee in a fit of thine ordinary sicknesse feare least he will not