From less but better store with pitying helpful hand His wanting neighbour frames Gods goodnes t' understand For where Gods blessing rests possessions long shal last As curse divine at once bud branch and root dooth wast WHERE God mans way dooth pleaze mans steps he stable makes Yea fallÄ•n with succÅring hand from ground unbruzed takes I have been yong am old yet never knew the iust Forsaken quite ne're saw his seed in lothed dust Sit craving food but still his courteÅus nature lends And God his blessing deer to children all extends THEN thus thy thoughts conclude thyn hart see first be pure Fly sin good deeds apply so so dwel ay secure For righteÅus Lord loves right he free from wavÄ•ring change From Saints belovÄ•d dooth ne're his eys serene estrange But safe through his defence while impious houses fall They ancient land possess there dwell for ever shall THE righteÅus man whose mynd cald up from earthli thought Erect on high with love of heavenli law is fraught From harts abundance speaks His mouth with wisdom floweth In talk of iudgement grave glad time his tong bestoweth He nevÄ•r shall slip For though th'uniust maligner watch Both woords and ways his life in deadli snare to catch Yet shall not rightÄ•ous Lord him leve in wicked hand Ne when his iudgement coms condemned let him stand SO thow ô vertuÅus soule thy patient mynd retain And heavÄ•nli ways insist in heavÄ•n thy hopes remain Thy God shal thee exalt the land shal rest thyn owne When vndermining wretch thyn ey shal see orethrowne THESE eys of myn have seen th'uniust like self-sprung tree With arms all gay disspred in floÅrishing beauti glee But see the end he past and lo away was gone The vanisht man I sought but nues returned none Now vieu the upright man observe his sweet encrease His small in more his war stil ends in endles peace Not so defectours proud who marks of heavÄ•nli ire At once destroyd shal nevÄ•r to end dezirÄ•d aspire BVT from the righteÅus Lord stil saving grace descends Which servants his from wrack in needful hours defends For God shal them protect protect from hate uniust Hee save them since in him they chooze to place their trust PSALM 40. The Prophet DAVID an Ancester and Type of Christ in his thankful meditations of Gods former merci toward him passeth from thence into a profound admiration of the divine grace whereby the imperfection of the legal sacrifices beeing abolished Christ their perfection was to succeed a true accomplisher and teacher of righteousnes So returneth to crave the continuance of Gods merci in his present miseri drawn on or renued by menes of Sauls persecution as it seemeth not yet determined LONG patient hope Gods pleasure did attend At length he ear to grievÅus cry did bend And wretch forlorn who help now no where knew From miri clay of yelling hole updrew UPDRAWN my feet on stateli rock he placÄ•d My steps made firm so now with nue song gracÄ•d Praise praise t' our God my thankful glori sounds Which echÅing voice with thundring ioy rebounds For thousands who revieu my late distress Which revÄ•rent trust towărd God cheerd harts address THEN blessed hee the Lord who makes his trust Nor glorious pride whom self-loves charming lust Misdraws from God which fauning ey respects Nor thoughts on liÄ•rs fond failing hopes reflects O LORD my God thy gracious thoughts towărd man Are wondrous deep I would but no way can Or thankful them to thee in ray prezent Or count to men their store and vast extent WISDOMS abiss thyn owne ordeined rites Now sacrifice now offring no delights To thee can yield myn ears hath nüer law So piercÄ•d that thoughts towărd nobler obiect draw Not sinles beast nor mene-esteemed life In flames consum'd may ere compose the strife Wherein mans sin Iustice divine persuÄ•th Not so thy grace not so mans bliss renuÄ•th WEAK shades give place Then said I Lo I com Here Lord On mee thy blessed will be doon Sith sacred roll of everlasting book For mee hath taught worlds waiting eys to look THY blessed will sole scope of prudent thought Iust actions rule my pleazing cares haue sought To knowe and doo thy law in faithful hart EntresÅred liÄ•th thence never shall depart NOT silent lips nor yet vnthankful brest Thy goodnes Lord thou knowÄ•st have e're supprest Thy trueth my talk thy saving grace my song Thy bounties rich my not conceling tong Hath loud proclaim'd thy iustice mercies deer Assemblies great from faithful teacher hear THEN Lord ô then thy kyndnes not withhold Thy trueth my stay in merci still infold Distressed soule whose eys lift up on high Thee only thee their comfort can descry Thrung numberles of evÄls me wretch embrace My sins and pains so grasp my frighted face That failing hart their vieu can not endure Who thick as hair ten thousand griefs procure PLEAZE Lord at length my thralled life to free Relieve the soule who succour sole from thee Awaits make speed And blushing shame confound All those whose hate me seeks with mortal wound On earth to lay yea put to shameful flight Them in my ill who place their deer delight Who laugh my tears take pleasure in my pain Ah dire decay their shames reward remain BVT comfort sweet and sacred ioy refill Them all whose mynds conformd to heăvenli will Thy mercies seek saluation thyn dezire High spir̆it them ay t' extol thy name inspire NOW I a poor throwne-doun afflicted wight Yet hope on God protectour of my right And knowe on me my Lord wil one day think Ah cease delay least hart in sorroes sink PSALM 42. The Psalmist it seemeth David vnder Sauls persecution bewaileth with much passion his constrained absence from Gods presence in his Ark and Tabernacle and after a sharp combate of soule with mani deiecting afflictions in fine getteth above them by the strength of his faith and hope in God AS chased Hart with drouth enraged first Then ioid with hope towărd watri streams dooth bray So Lord my soule my panting soule dooth thirst At lifes high spring hir restles love to stay AH life of lifes when shall that ioying sight Of presence thyn reioice my ioyles ey Whom now salt teares are food to day and night While chasing foes Where 's now thy God stil cry SWEET-sour revieu my hart through eys distils How earst high ioys midst marching troop I broacht And sacred House whom beauteÅus presence fils With songs and praise in festivÄ•st guise approacht WHY then ô why my sad deiected mynd Should troubled thoughts thee restles now torment Ah thankful wait stil gracious Lord shalt fynd In bands of woes release who al-times sent YET Lord my soule behold stil dampt with grief While Iordans reeds while Hermons rocs she hants While Iuri mounts affoord their poor relief Remembrance thyn where melting hart redants SEE gulf of woes nue gulf stil duely cals Thy thunders roar thy fires com streaming doun And raging storm
from cloudi spouts which fals With shouring fluds my pining soule dooth droun YET gracious Lord stil succÅring hand dooth reach His face serene returned ioy shal bring And gladsom day shal thankful euÄ•ning teach With praiseful hymn th'alglorious name to sing MENE while to God thy chased life betake And doleful tune exiled wretch renue My God my strength why doost thou me forsake Why moorning soule dooth murdrous foe persue O THOW who sole sustein'st my wear̆ied life My wear̆ied life whom powÄ•r of right bereves Yet iudge that cry mongst braiding foes so rife Where 's now thy God My bones it swoord-like cleves BVT why ô why my sad deiected mynd Should troubled thoughts thee restles still torment Com grateful hope My gracious God I fynd In throng of woes still swift relief hath sent TREBLE A S cha sed Hart with drouth enra ged first Then ioid with hope towărd wa tri stream dooth bray So Lord my soule my panting soule dooth thrist At lifes high spring hir restles love to stay Ah life of lifes when shal that ioy ing sight of presence thyn re ioice my ioy les ey Whom now salt tears are food to day and night While cha sing foes Wher 's now thy God stil cry BASE MEANE COVNTERTENOR TENOR LUTE PSALM 44. The faithful people of IsraÄ•l vanquished now and dispersed by their Hethen enimies it seems the Philistims in their thraldom also persecuted and martired for Gods true religion in complaining sort prezent to the high throne of grace their present condition beeing oppressed by the enimies of God and yet persisting in Gods true woorship and with great vehemenci implore his favour and succour who to their Ancesters had shewed himself so miraculously benign and helpful OUR pleazed ears renoumed Lord haue heard The ioious tongs of reverend elders tell What acts of thyn their state of old had reard Did cursed seed from chozen soil expell Thy powrful hand them racâ—…h'd vp ours did plant Made them nor wo nor blessing ours to want NOT mortal arm extermind Giants race Nor swoord terrene dezired land possesd Thy arm divine thy right hand lightsom face In favour deer from heavÄ•n their armies blesd Thou self same God my King doost still remain Command great King thy Iacobs strength again SOLE thou command revived strength our foes With horn should push with feet shal trample doun Not swoord not bowe hopes failing thou disclose That aid which foes in hates owne shame did droun Thy loveli name much ioy did then confess Much ioy same name in praise shal ay express THUS once we livÄ•d but now in life we dy Cast off debasÄ•d no more our armies head Harts grief to speak vile foes us force to fly And preying troops in dust our glories tread Thus scattÄ•red lo midst Hethen lands we live Where food to foes flock loved once doost give AH once beloved now sold and not for gain Thy wealth had yet our thralled lifes encreasd Less grief had been but scorn we now remain To neighbours round whose hate our shames appeasd Derided heard hast made a proverb growe Which scoffing HethÄ•n with wagging heads outcrowe WEAK comforts fade strong woes stil fresh renue My grief within without my shame torments Confusions ah confusions round accrue And soul disgrace stil lothed face prezents Reproaching voice blasphemous mouth and ire Of hostile eys dire anguish still enfire ALL this on us is com yet have not wee Forgot thee Lord or false thy leaug prophanÄ•d Nor harts repining writhe their loves from thee Nor feet decline from sacred ways ashamÄ•d Yea though us ruÄnd in Dragons wasts doost place And shade of death make weari lifes embrace IF blessed name unbleft we have forgot Disloial hands if stretcht in strangers guise To Gods no Gods and should our Lord it not Search out whose ey harts secretst thoughts espys Ah love of thee lo tyrants hate procures For thee we dy as knife fat sheep endures AH daily slain At length yet look arize Why sleeps our Lord awake and not bereve Thyn of thy face nor pressures their despize Whose soules to dust dead brests to ground doo cleve Stand up great Lord and for thy mercies sake Oh servants thyn to thy redemption take PSALM 45. A song of honour to the spiritual Marriage of Christ with his Church forâ—…described under the shado of the marriage as it seemeth of King Salomon with the Daughter of Pharao yet so that som circumstances are verified only in the figure and som other things only in the divine mysteri figured A NOBLE act of Kings dezirÄ•d Makes gladsom hart with high conceipts inspirÄ•d Boil o're and tong stream loveli sound Which echÅing pen through world shal ay rebound Of peerles King my song I frame And to that King give consecrate the same NOT mortal beauti decks thy face Ne humane sounds those princeli lips engrace That hieu divine those heavÄ•nli woords Nor race of man nor bliss of earth affoords Sure heavÄ•ns fair wight thee God hath blest So blest in bliss eternal shalt thou rest THEN on but first gird swoord to thigh Thow pÅisant Prince advance with glori high Ride stately foorth in comli sight Stil prosper still prevail brave Lord in fight So woord of trueth through world disspred Give laws fierce mynds in love to iustice wed With iustice myldnes still reside And striking arm let hart of merci guid BUT foes whom goodnes none can win Shal lightning hand with terrours dire begin To fright then shafts as thundred darts Sharp shafts shal pierce their blunt unpliant harts Thus to our King shal Nations bend And arm victorious wide his rule extend THY throne ô God for evÄ•r endures Thy scepter right through all thy state procures Thow iustice lovÄ•st hatÄ•st lawles ways Therfore dooth God thy God thy glori raize Yond all thy troop whose faithful love Thee serves by thee partakes same grace above BUT thow bove all with sacred oil With oils of ioy that earths unpleazing toil Alay imbuÄ•d drawst odour sweet Mir alöĕ cassia in thy garments meet Thus doost from ivor̆ie rooms proceed Whose pleasures deer stil ioying thoughts refeed STRAIT bevi fair prezents sweet vieu Kings daughters chief and lead the noble crue Bove all the Queen whom loveli bride Thou ioious setst on right hand by thy side With gold hir brests with gold hir head Embellisht best rich Ophir which had bred FAIR daughter now a while attend To sage advise thou happi ear shalt lend Thy contries rites thy peoples guise Yea fathers house forget fix sole thyn eys On him who then that beautÄ•ous sight Shal deerly love possess with pure delight He now thy Lord with pleazing grace Bow fair to him so love sweet love embrace LO neighbour Tyre great Queen of seas With curious gift ey finest strives to pleaze With home-bred purple far-fet gold Wil studious seek thy favÅring grace to hold Yea nobles rich with prezents great Shal pleazd aspect of countÄ•nance thyn entreat
with speed and tender ey reflect Thou Goodnes pure thy servants not neglect In case extreme who mercies hand implore O spring of grace I mercies those adore Then Lord be neer yea for my ' insulting foes To free my soule once heavÄ•nli aid discloze AH see and iudge thou knowÄ•st my sad reproach Fore thee my foes my shames who shameles broach Stand all in sight Their wrongs have worn my hart Full chargÄ•d with grief I lookt if yet som part My frends would bere no frend condoling found If comfort speak but none least comfort sound For strengthning meat yea poizÅning gall they sent And vinÄ•ger tart my thirst to quench prezent THERFORE iust Lord their owne them home repay Their pleazing boord where ioys before them play Let turn a snare to catch them in their woords And that which foli ' as lot to fools affoords Their wishes hurt good fortunes bee their bane Mynds sight obscure their loins rough valure lame AND as in furi man laith lode of blowes So let revenge which from thyn anger flowes Ad stripe to stripe and seaze with raging ire Their hated heads which mischief sole dezire Void stand their castles dweller none be found To grace the tents where graceles facts abound FOR thow whom Lord with hand severe hast smit They fierce persue and inhumanely sit With grievous woords t' encrease thy woundeds pain Let sin so sin so plague to plague enchain Thy righteÅusnes that still they wretched miss Nor way e're fynd that leads to heavÄ•nli bliss Devowd to death from book of life efface Ne write their names where iust mens names have place NOW I stil poor sole rich in griefs remain Help saving Lord and raize me once again That raiz'd thy grace my song may thankful praize And blisful name to heavÄ•ns fair arches raize This sacrifice more pleazing God shal bee Then cleft-hoov'd steer at Altars horns to see THE myld of mynd great comfort hence shal take This sight shal ioy them O let harts awake To seek the Lord and so your harts shal live Nor wynds nor seas can from his anchor drive For ey of care who towărd mans wants reflects His prisÅners crys sure nevÄ•r at need neglects THEN heavÄ•ns and earth then seas and all your gests Which spatiate there conform to supreme hests Ay laud our King who Sion fair wil save And Iudahs touns repair There shall they have A seat and lasting state Thus God shal bless His folks true seed who love towărd him address PSALM 79. This Psalm which seemeth to have been compozed in the time of Antiochus the persecutour by som descendant of the famous ASAPH and who bare also his name which in that Tribe was frequent conteineth a most lamentable complaint unto God of the ruins of Ierusalem the defilements of the Temple and massacre of Gods faithful servants Then praying first for propitiation for the sins of the people the true cause of that calamiti he presseth on with most fervent suit for speedi deliverance and large revenge upon their Hethen enimies THE HethÄ•n ô God who fear not no nor knowe Thy glorious name into thy land are com And in thyn House whence blessings pure did flowe With hands impure polluting facts haue doon DEFYLD thy sacred seat thy rites profanÄ•d Thy treasures robd thy Citti set on fire Ierusalem earths ioy which earst was namÄ•d Throwne doun on heaps sits now in lothed mire THY servants slain for loial love to thee Their bodies dead heăvens fouls cast out to feed And flesh of Saints whose faith thyn eys did see To earths wyld beasts ingluvious throats decreed THEIR bloud as torrent streams about the wals Of sad Ierusalem no burriÄ•r found Opprobrious scorn us grievous lot befals And laughings proud in neighbours mouths abound HOW long ô Lord shal ever flame thyn ire Can no distress once moove to pitti take Thy iealous wrath and shal it rage like fire Which water none no tears may e're asslake AH turn it first gainst those who nor invoke Thy name great Lord nor knowe or seeke thy face Gainst Hethen kingdoms who with mortal stroke Thy Iacob wound lay wast h s resting place REDUCE not Lord to thyn offended eys Those falts forepast which still unthankful wee And fathers our have doon let grace arize Our soules from gilt of sorroed sins to free AND thou arize and with thy mercies deer Prevent our instant deaths Ah case extreme Denys delay Help source of goodnes meer And save vs thow whence safeties all doo stream RESPECT great Lord the glori of thy name Which wee revere our enimies proud despize Insulting HethÄ•n to say they doo not shame Where 's now the God on whom their hope relys BVT let our God make noble in our sight To Hethen eys his high revenging hand That giltles bloud pourd out and not in fight Of servants thyn may full revenged stand AND let the sighs and moornings of thy Saints Who grone in chains to thee access obtain And mighti arm excited by their plaints Them rescue ' who now to death consignd remain THUS neighbours scorns wherewith they thee reproach SevÄ•nfold to them in bosom Lord restore We then thy folk and flock thyn acts shal broach With thanks and praise will evÄ•r our God adore PSALM 73. The Prophet ASAPH by the sence of his owne afflictions and by contrari vieu of the exulting prosperiti of godles persons who pass on a pleasant time blaspheming God and oppressing his servants having endured like as other of the people of God a sore temptation of calling into question the veri Omniscience of God and his government over this loweër world at length getting the victori by Gods especial assistance he sheweth that out of the Sanctuari of God where his Oracles were delivered he had learned that it was not the condition of this transitori life but the end it self whereby the state of the good and bad was to be esteemed Seeing then the end of the wicked to be utter destruction and everlasting happines to attend the righteous he betaketh himself wholy to the conduct of divine direction with great assurance to be guided by Gods counseil in this life and afterward to be received by God into eternal glori In expectance whereof his soule repozeth YET surely God benign to IsraÄ•l stands To pure in hart But I was sore declynd Griev'd vieu of fools of wicked prospering hands Had welnigh sapt my weak unwari mynd FROM bands of death by sicnes force or snare They free pass on live lusti puft with ioy With humane toils and cares untroubled are Yea publick plagues them least and last annoy THIS makes with pride their out-stretcht necks like chein With violence fierce as robe they lims attire Their plentÄ•ous fare red strouting eys proclaim While heaping wealth surmounts evÄ•n harts desire FROM poizÅning filth their lothsom talk they change Oppressions proud with lofti stile to sound Their tongs through earth in wronging men doo range And hellish
who thee attend abasing shame depress Depress it those thy law who causeles ah transgress INLIGHTEN Lord my soule so with thy guiding grace That I thy trueth may fynd and found may firm embrace Revele thy paths divine ô thow my SaviÅur deer To thee perennal hope eternal love adhere THOSE gracioÅs mercies Lord which from thy goodnes spring And ay thy woorks orespred to myndful presence bring And from thy sight remoove the wyldnes of my youth The sins age more mature with sad remorse presÅeth O thow who goodnes art evÄ•n for that goodnes sake With merci mee behold so soules iust grief asslake MOST righteÅus gracious Lord He sinners shew'th his way To humble mynds myld spir̆its his iustice will display All trueth yea merci all his paths to them remain His witnest will who seek and covÄ•nant great maintain Then for thy gracious name propitiÅus mee behold My sin ah Lord how great in merci great upfold THRISE happi man whose hart Gods sacred fear endues For him shal grace direct to bliss right way to chooze And here his soule at ease midst blessings rich shal sit And goods wel got secure to childrens seed transmit These heavÄ•nli leaug partake yea misteries high conceald From worldli wits to them from heavÄ•n shal be reveald O THEN my waiting eys on God stil fixed bee For hee from snaring net my feet wil rightÄ•ous free Turn then at length thy face in bliss who sitst on high Since poor abandond wretch to onli thee dooth fly Ah Lord as wave dooth wave so wo dooth wo pursue As day dooth day fresh griefs so griefs forepast renue But thow my streits my pain my labours Lord respect And on my sins their cause ah merci Lord reflect BEHOLD my raging foes how thick their musters growe Whose poisÄ•ned gals uncausd with bittÄ•rest hate oreflowe But thow Preserver great my soule from force uniust My face from shame protect who livÄ•st my onli trust My onli trust and hope on safegard none I build Save what myn upright cause and goodnes thyn shal yield These then my gardiăns stand And thow benign with mee Thyn IsraÄ•l deer great Lord from pressures all enfree PSALM 32. DAVID here out of the sence of his owne experience teacheth that he is happi to whom God in merci imputeth not his sins which merci is obteined by seazonable confessing them must be continued by thankfully reforming our lifes which shall be accompanied with true ioy of spirit THE blessed man whom spring of boundles grace With mercies ey a Father-iudge dooth vieu Whose crimes and guilt with pardon free efface Foul stains orehele so pristin shape renue Yea thrice he blest whom who Creatour kynd All perfect framÄ•d declynd dooth not forsake Dooth not his sins impute and darkned mynd DischargÄ•d of guile to iustice dooth awake I WHILST my sin in silent brest conceald Benumbd asham'd at length with sicnes scurgÄ•d My bones consum'd and roars sharp grief reveald Which tiring pain my strength now tired urgÄ•d Thy grievous hand stil presd me day and night Nor Sun could cheer nor darknes rest prezent On faded face deaths name seemd palenes write So native iuice unnative heat had spent ADVIS'D I then to thee my sins confesd In vain conceald bade idle vail adieu I said Be now to God my falts expresd Who guilt from soule strait plague from corps withdrew OGRACIOVS Lord therfore our hopes abound And godli men excited by these fruits In time accepted when thou maist be found With faithful harts shal bring their needful suits And thow benign from worlds tempestÅous seas Wilt them remoove and mee my hiding place PreservÄ•d from wrack dischargÄ•d of streit unease Withioious crys of freedom round embrace THEN I who e're Gods service doost profess Wil make thee sciÄ•nt what paths thou must ascend What dounfals shun how errors to redress And guiding ey thy cariage shall attend BVT men by kynd transform not into guise Of sturdi horse or more unthankful mule Whose brutish brests no mutÅal duties prize Sole sharpest bits their mouths from mischief rule THE wicked hart whole swarms of woes shal seaze Of help without within of rest deprivÄ•d While faithful soule who gracious Lord shal pleaze With mercies fencÄ•d with ioys shal be revivÄ•d THEN rightÄ•ous mynds divorce your careful fear Gods woord who trust shout out with sounds of ioy His ways who walk your hopeful heads vprear Your light appears sad darknes to destroy PSALM 34. The Prophet DAVID to escape the cruel hands of King Saul beeing forced to fly to a neighbour King of the Philistims where the qualiti and woorth of his person beeing to his great danger discovered he counterfeited himself distract and so was driven from thence and closely returned to the confines of his countri whether his frends and other distressed persons assembled to him here he yieldeth to God solemn thanks for this strange deliveri encouraging withal and instructing his associats to serve God who never faileth to protect his Righteous servants from mischief neither yet to destroy their persecutours By the way is interlaced a prophâ—…ci of the not breaking of ani one Bone of our Sauiours who was the veri pattern and perfection of Righteousnes THE Lord for evÄ•r with humblest ioy my thankfulst thoughts shalbless In him my soule triumph my mouth his glorious praise express Let myld righteÅus mynds earths Saints with gladnes hear this praise Yea all vnite harts spir̆its and sounds to heăvens his name to raize When chasÄ•d from home in strangers land midst Hethen crue I moornd And sought my God my sighs he heard and safely mee returnd That mee his Saints example great shal cheerful ay recite This poore man cryd the Lord him heard and freed from hostile spite O THOUGHT-surmounting grace to earth from heăvenli host descends Gods Angel great and servants his as rampire round defends Then tast and see how good the Lord how sweet his merci flowes How blest the man who trusts in him on him vow'd love bestowes And ye Gods Saints his fear maintain when liÅns through hunger wast Yet scarsenes none of no thing good sour want his servants tast O COM deer children listen well while Gods true fear I teach How life to win how length of days in happiÄ•st state to reach Thy tong from venÅmed woords refrain thy lips let shun deceipt Decline from evÄl doo good seek peace this this be thy retreit The eys of God with pleazing vieu the rightÄ•ous race behold Their suits his gracious ears attend ful deer their lifes are sold But countÄ•nance stern the mighti Lord gainst proud malfactors bends And cursed names corrupted seed from earths fair bosom rends TRUE servants plaints â—…ust Lord dooth hear their tears and fears dicharge Their contrite harts enanguisht spiâ—…its from pressures streit enlarge Afflictions great it 's true ful oft most righteÅus Man endures God rids them all and in their midst his bones from brack assures No bone of His shal broken be
slander wait THUS slave to passions vyld thou livÄ•st and I have silent been Whence yet more impious like thy selfe evÄ•n mee thou didst esteem But I not like to thee at length thy iust reproof have sent And ougli sins to fearful eys wil all aray prezent Consider this ô ye who God and Gods pure law neglect Least unrepenting harts I rend when none can them protect Who incense sweet of thankful praise sends up me right adores And rightÄ•ous life who leads from fall to bliss my grace restores PSALM 51. King DAVID reprooved from God by the Prophet Nathan for his grievous sin with Bathsheba leaveth in this Psalm an excellent pattern of an hart truly repentant returning to the service of God and care of his people MY sinful soule arraind of twofold gilt Of Spouse-bed wrongd of bloud ah fouly spilt With saddest grief in tears imbrynd repents And wailed crimes at mercies feet prezents O sourse of grace whence seas of mercies flowe Release my gilt and love returning shewe MY gilt releasd then clenze my soule from stain From stain which sin behynd stil makes remain And nue sin breeds But since my pensiue sight Sin gilt and stain stil wound by day by night With sour remorse since them I Lord deplore Ah cure them Lord and rightÄ•ous grace restore NO mortal law dooth me transgressour make Thy law divine whose iustice heăvens dooth shake Thee supreme Iudge sole thee my sin offends Whose piercing vieu to secretst thoughts extends Ah evÄl I Lord in thy pure eys have doon So iust reproof so iudgement right is com WHAT shal I plead of sin defiled mass From sin who com through sin to death must pass From mould deformd lo form I first receiv'd And mother frail in sin warm life conceiv'd But thow in soules thyn owne true form dezirÄ•st And wisdom deep it to restore inspirÄ•st AND thus I stood but now orethrowne by sin Deformd defyld ah Lord let grace begin Recure to woork with spring with hysop thyn So scour this soule more white then snowe to shyn And comfort Lord ô ioy now make me hear That bruz̆ed bones returning strength may cheer REMOOVE my sins from thy offended ey And cancel all my falts Hear once my cry Clean hart crëate right spir̆it in mee renue Then wavÄ•ring mynd with heăvenli stay endue Ah cast not off griev'd breaker of thy law Nor HOLI SPIRÄT soules sovÄ•rain life withdraw Restore the ioy of thy sweet saving grace And sins bond powÄ•r with thy free spir̆it displace THEN erring soules my thankful zele shal burn Thy ways to teach who glad to thee shal turn And then my song but bloud keep Lord away My saving Lord thy iustice shal display Sole thou my lips once open Lord again And ioiful mouth shal sacred praise proclaim IF sacrifice thy powÄ•r divine might please If offrings burnt thy burning wrath appeaze What would I spare but nought in heăven obtains Beasts life in man while beastlike mynd remains Man 's owne griev'd spir̆it is Gods best sacrifice His sighs his tears doost ne're iust Lord despize THEN ô return ô bless stil Sion deer Ierusalems stil lingring wals uprear With cleered harts then wee in legal rites Iust sacrifice wherein great God delights Shal bring yong buls at altars side shal bleed And offrings burnt th'undying flames refeed PSALM 67. A praier of the Church unto God to be gracious unto mankynd and to enlarge his blessed Kingdom over all the world whence happines both earthli and celestial shall ensue as hath been fulfilled by the coming of Christ. BE gracious Lord Let cleerly shine The beauties of thy blisful face That earth may see thy ways divine And nations all thy saving grace Let people bless thy sacred name Let people all renoum the same ALL wo exil'd let ioy return For thow who right doost still protect Shalt iudge them who for iustice moorn And erring nations here direct Let people praize thy glorious name Let people all adore the same THEN shall the earth as fild with love Hir gifts in great abundance poure And God our God from heavÄ•n above His choisest blessings richly shoure God shall vs bless and vtmost lands Shal all submit them to his hands PSALM 68. King DAVID having assembled the flour of all Israel to conduct the Ark of God with solemniti to mount Sion the chozen place of rest which was the occasion and is the argument of this Psalm beginneth his march with those sacred woords uzed by Moses alwaies at the remooving of the Ark in the wilderness Then with great exultation celebrateth both the Maiesti and the Goodnes of God as toward mankynd in general so especially toward his peculiarly elected race drawn from servitude and placed in great prosperiti Afterward prosecuting the occasion he setteth foorth the great honour of Sion thus chozen to be the onli seat of Gods aspectable presence amongst his people And upon the consideration of this triumphant ascending of Gods Ark beeing his Sanctuari upon earth he breaketh out into a prophetical description of the Ascension of our Saviour the Lord of that Ark into the celestial Sanctuari whereof that terrestrial was a shado and figure from thence to pour blessings of deliveri from death and of salvation upon mankynd to subdue all his enimies and once again to reduce that selected people from dispersion and miseri Lastly touching by the way the manner of the marching of the Ark he concludeth with a praier to God for the preserving of his people and repressing of their enimies that so forain lands may assubiect also themselfs to God whom finally he exhorteth all the kingdoms of the world to woorship LET pleaze our God to ărize that enÄmies his disband And hating foes in hated flight be chas'd by mighti hand As smoke strong wynds doo drive as fire dooth wax consume So shalt thou sweep them from thy face so wast them all to fume Then shall the rightÄ•ous mynds whose hopes on God depend Reioice in him and thankful shouts to heavÄ•ns high coort upsend SING ô sing praise to God advance that glorious name Th' Eternal SelfbeÄ•ing Lord who mounts on heavÄ•ns high arched frame Prepare make plain his way who o're alpestrious place Coms marching towărd his seat elect triumph before his face Not hee neglecting man despizing mortal care In sacred throne resides not so but chyld of parents bare Him Father fynds him wido Iudge he prison̆er frees To sole an house to rebel race dry parched soil decrees WHEN Captain thow ô God thy troops from PharaÅs thrall Victorious ledst through deserts wyld when march'dst before them all The mooving sea stood still th'unmooving earth it shakÄ•d The heavÄ•ns at presence thyn dropt sweat fore thee mount Sinai quakÄ•d All IsraÄ•ls God did dread Thow then with bountÄ•ous rain Didst chozen land enrich didst strength exhaust repair again HERE thow a seat for thyn thy poor despized bands A seat preparÄ•dst where ioious dwell and rule should neighbour lands
right thy servant still esteem For evÄ•n afflictions all I now thy favours deem Which straying soule reducÄ•d who since beleeves thy law Thow good and good who doost still me to goodnes draw THE proud with conscious gilt have lys gainst mee devizÄ•d I careful kept thy woord that kept their lys despizÄ•d Their harts hath tallo ' obdurÄ•d thy hests are my delight And since thy chastning hand my humbled soule aright In wisdoms school hath framÄ•d more deer thy laws I hold Then streams of silver fine then hils of purest gold IOD THY hands me made and formd reform thy servant Lord And understanding give which sin may make abhor'd Thy iudgements all are iust I knowe in faithful trueth And for my good thy love thus scurged hath my youth But now let promis'd grace with comfort shine that they Who fear thee knowÄ•ing my case thy praise may glad display YEA let thy mercies shour and weariÄ•d soule refresh That withÄ•ring hart revivÄ•d may life from thee confess Let pride ashamÄ•d remain to seek my causeles bane Whose harmles thoughts thy law their sole delight doo frame Let zelers of thy hests to mee themselves adioin And clenze my hart that shames sad scandal none eloin CAPH MY long erected soule stil looking for thy grace Thy woord stil trusting now bends doun hir fainting face Consumed are my spir̆its consumÄ•d my waiting eys Like bottle parch'd with smoke my self now self despize Yet still beleeve thy woord thy precepts still apply How mani rest my days when draw thy comforts nigh AND when shal I my Lord see swoord of iustice draw Gainst proud persuing foes who pits not so thy law For righteÅus steps have delvÄ•d Ah hate the most uniust Thow then whose hests are trueth my life neer trod to dust If still thy law I love if mercies thyn attend In merci keep which kept I 'le in thy service spend LAMED THY woord forevÄ•r great Lord in heavÄ•ns enthronÄ•d remains Thy woord which all did make and all things made sustains Thy trueths through age to age with stedfast coorse proceed Stands peized earth ne mooves by thee so Lord decreed Thus lo as thow ordainÄ•dst they all this day persist Thy servants all to act what e're thy iudgements list MY woes had mee consumÄ•d had solace in thy law Not cheerd that hart which nought can e're from thence withdraw For thyn I am ô thyn preserve from wicked swoord Which dogs my life who live in studyÄng Lord thy woord In tracing Lord thy ways O ways of widening ioys When else perfections all see fretting time destroys MEM. VVHAT Lord what heat my soule with sacred love inspires Of law divine what powÄ•r thus rapts my strong desires All day to quicned cares to pozed thoughts at night It self prezents stil shines high mynds admired light A light whose rays infuzÄ•d more sciÄ•nt me make and sage Then teachers books wit foes or gray experience age O LAW my thoughts delight desire those mandates pure Lawgiver great to pleaze dooth wari feet inure All sinful ways to shun thy woords high paths to hold Makes iudgements thyn observe which sacred rols have told Yea sweetest iuice my tast not so with sweetnes feeds As woord which wisdom true vyld falshoods hate imbreeds NVN. THY woord a lamp divine fair star that leads the day To paths obscure dooth shine and guids to heavÄ•nli way And I by sacred vow a vow in heavÄ•ns enrold Stand bound and rest resolv'd that woords iust rules to hold Afflictions mee extreme bere doun let promis'd grace Revive me ' ô then I pray poor lips frank gifts embrace MY soule see still in hand stands prest away to fly Such snares my life beset yet still thy hests I ey Can not thy Law forget O teach me Lord thy ways Thy woord since all my state sole ioy my hart to raize And thow my sovÄ•rain good since soule entire I bend Thy will to doo in this lifes breth extreme to spend SAMECH THY Law I deerly love mans vain conceipts despize Thow refuge myn and shield whose woord my waiting eys Stil holds in hope Avant avant then crue profane Gods mandates iust I 'le keep sole thow my hope from shame The hope thy speach hath raiz'd with life persuÄ•d defend SavÄ•d lifes so whole delight I 'le in thy statutes spend AND lo transgressours proud whose fraud shal self deceive Thyn earths inutil load of grace whom doost bereave As basest mire doun trod as dross with purging fire ConsumÄ•d shal sole remain sad marks of heavÄ•nli ire Therfore thy woord I love in love yet quake with fear When iudgements thyn I vieu yea hair dire horrours rear HAIIN IRIGHT and iust have wrought thy law hath been my guid Abandon then me not t'uniust oppressing pride But intercede with help my sureti ' and witnes true And failing eys with strength of rightÄ•ous speach renue Thy servant I deer Lord thy servant not forsake Give sciÄ•nce thy hests me teach and to thy favour take THUS I thy will shal knowe But time for thee great Lord For thee to woork whose laws of lawles mynds abhord Quite now they would displace I Lord so much the more Bove finest gold them prize thee fountain iust adore Their vertues high admire in all things alwaies right And falshoods ways perverse all spurn with iust despite PE. SO mervÄ•ilous shines thy woord in powÄ•r in wisdom high In goodnes that my soule with wingd desire dooth fly And pant it to attain Lo then thy sacred light I folo Lord with ioy since understanding bright DisclozÄ•d evÄ•n simple mynds it gives Thow mee with grace Aspect as those who thee in highth of loves doe place AND first my steps so guid in path of heavÄ•nli woord That sins dark powÄ•r decay Then mee with Iustice swoord From mans oppression free free man thy ways I 'le trace O thow thy servant teach And with thy gracious face Cheer up my grieved eys whence streaming tears doo thrill To see unthankful man neglect thy saving will TZADE HIGH Iudge of worlds from whom pure Iustice doun dooth flowe Whose law worlds perfect rule whose woord hid trueth makes knowe And iudgements all are right thou these with charge severe Hast man enioind to keep that mee griev'd zele dooth wear To see my foes forget thy speach proclaim'd above Thy speach which pure as heavÄ•ns drawth up thy servants love I SMALL and am despizÄ•d thy precepts yet apply Which mirrour true of thee which rule derivÄ•d from high Of iustice firmly pitcht of never changing right In toils in grasping griefs stil yield me sweet delight Sole thow my dazeling mynd pure lights eternal spring Illuminate which light shalt life eternal bring KOPH PROSTRATE with ardent hart with tear-distilling eys I call I cry ô thow who iust complaints despize Nor doost nor canst thou hear and save him who thy hests And witnest will wil keep if undefilÄ•d requests Morns dawning oft if oft my waking thoughts prevent Nights watches towărd thy woord
their hope in muzing bent LO fainting voice to thee my still unfainting hart Sends up send doun thy strength and Prince of grace who art Revive me ' as is thy wont See neer towărd me they draw Who mischief dire pursue far they from Lord thy law But thou art neer whose hests for never-changing trueth Long since thy teaching woord assurÄ•d my learning youth RESCH. AT length let pityÄng ey respect afflicted wight And thow mans hart who seest art conscious of my right And pressing fo observÄ•st plead thow my cause and free Soule cheered through thy woord addicted whole to thee Thy mercies Lord are wide yet far from godles crue Who seek not thee nor way to bliss that leads pursue BUT mee thy doom revive whom now persuing foes Not faithles to thy woord with swarming troops encloze O grief myn ey to see men break thy rightÄ•ous law Despize celestiăl bliss in lines of love which draw Thy servants soule see Lord and quickÄ•n them with thy grace Who iust eternal woord trueths sum with ioy embrace SCHIN VVITH causeles hate ô Lord and not unwronging swoord Have Princes mee persuÄ•d yet aw of heavÄ•nli woord My hart restraind from sin O woord whose ioys more draw My ly-detesting mynd and mynd that loves thy law Then ioy which Princes gifts or foes rich spoils can bring SevÄ•n times yea daily I thy righteÅus iudgements sing IN throng of worldli waves which sweet of life devour Their mynds stil calm abide no scandal there hath powÄ•r Where love of thee directs Lo then thy saving grace My hoping eys attend sole thow his love embrace Whose pure affection seeks thy pleasure to fulfill I fain not Lord my ways yea hart thou vieust at will THAV THEN let at length approach ô Lord my fainting cry Vouchsafe my suit access sole understanding I And riddance from my foes which promized hast require Thus taught thy will and free towărd thee my quick desire Shal spring my lips thy praise glad tong thy woord shal sound Where trueth where wisdom pure where statutes iust abound LET then thy hand now help if not with cold pursuit Salvation thyn I seek Vouchsafe me Lord this fruit Of making thee my hope thy law my choise delight O let my soule yet live preserv'd from tyrants might And it shal praize thy name Seek then thy straying sheep Who wandring now as lost yet strives thy law to keep PSALM 122. King DAVID having reduced the three parts of Ierusalem that of Iuda that of Beniamin and the Mount held by the Iebusites into one entire Citi and there in Sion seated the Ark of God having also according to the Law established there supreme Coorts iuridical for administration of Iustice to all Gods people taking a vieu of this woork performed by divine grace and of the peoples alacriti in frequenting Gods service he expresseth in this Psalm his religious ioy for the same and blessing Ierusalem and all them that bless hir concludeth with a promise on his owne behalf both for the peoples sake his brethren in race and religion and espeally for the Temples sake of God to procure studiously the good of that chozen Citi. MY longing hart deer ioy assaid As gracious sound strook grateful ear Religious mynds Each neighbour praid In Gods fair house let 's all appear Ierusalem our peaceful feet Now frequent in thy gates shal meet IERVSALEM the earths delight A Citie three compact in one To thee the Tribes in legal rite Gods chozen Tribes ascend alone Sole here shines out heavÄ•ns glorious King Here Israel all his praises ring RELIGION Iustice dooth embrace Who doubled bliss through land derive For iudgement thrones here hold their place And wronged right with aid revive Iudicial thrones the Kingdoms powÄ•r Of Davids croun most glorious flour O THEN Ierusalem respect Hir peace with vows to heavÄ•n commend Ierusalem who thee affect Them ioy them bliss stil prest attend O peace ay in thy towÄ•rs reside In houses plenti ay abide I FOR my frends my brethrens sake Whom race whom rites in love combine Shal alwaies pray Earths peace partake And heavÄ•ns rich light upon thee shine For Gods fair house my ioy I 'le sure Stil studious still thy good procure PSALM 128. The prosperous and happi estate both publick and private of the man who fearing God leadeth a life full of integriti OBLESSED they whose humble harts True fear of powÄ•r divine endues Religious soule that ne're departs From way which blisful life renues O BLESSED man thy ioys abound Thyn house thy cheerful hands shal rear And labours iust with blessing cround Shal feeding fruit stil plenteÅus bear THY wife a vine on wall disspred In fruitful love hast ioious met Thy children sweet in vertu bred Fair olive plants thy boord beset LO thus Gods fear thus gracÄ•d shal bee From Sion deer thee God shal bless And quiet home shal plenti see And life contented long possess THAT all thy days delighted ey Ierusalems great weal may vieu And wasting life it self espy In childrens children to renue O THANKFUL then Gods love alure Stil rightÄ•ous life with care maintain So happi long maist thou endure So peace with Isrăel long remain PSALM 130. The Psalmist in the continuance of som great publick calamiti wherein he had his part not unlikeli in the wearisom captiviti of Babilon sendeth up his humble cryâ—… unto almighti God not to call their falts to a strict account which the frailti of humane nature is not able to endure but to express now at length that merci of his which draweth men to fear and serve him with comfort So professing his hope in God and exercizing his patience in that hope yet continuing still his fervent desire in this patience he exhorteth all Israel to persevere in like attending trust assuring them that God would redeem them from all their sins and afflictions OUT from the deep to thee ô Lord I cry From place far off yet thow good Lord be nigh Lord hear my voice and with attentive ear Receive the plaints which humbled soule dooth rear IF strictly Lord transgressions thou shalt ey Lord who shal stand in sad despair we dy But Iustice thyn stil mercies thoughts displays That Greatnes fear and Goodnes love may raize WITH patiÄ•nce then on God my soule attend His woord my trust Hee 'le give thee ioyful end As morning rays rere sentinal desires So so and more towărd thee my soule aspires And patiÄ•nt ô await him Isrăel deer His great redemption now wil soon appear He merci is His merci from their thrall Yea from their sins shal ransom Isrăel all TREBLE O Ut from the deep to thee ô Lord I cry From place far off yet thow good Lord be nigh Lord hear my voice and with attentive ear Re-ceiue the plaints which humbled soule dooth rear If strictly Lord transgres But iustice thyn stil mer sions thou shalt ey Lord who shall stand in sad cies thoughts dis plays That great