forget my people may 12. Let their mouthes sin themselves confound Themselves their lyes and curses wound 13. Great King consume them in thine ire 14. Let them like dogs at night retire 15. Still wand'ring up and down for meat And grudge when lacking what to eat 16. But to Thy pow'r my lips shall sing Yea long before the day doth spring My thankfull hymnes shall sound aloud The Mercy Thou to me hast show'd Thou art in trouble my defense A refuge for my innocence 17. To Thee O God my strength I le sing For Thou dost help and mercy bring PSAL. LX. 1 LOrd Thou hast scatter'd us abroad We have strange countries troad O turne and let our wand'ring feet In our own dwellings meet 2. The trembling earth is rent by warrs And broke in factious jarrs Heale Thou the breach Thy fury makes For cur foundation shakes 3. With cares Thou hast Thy people fed And to amazement led Thou minglest Thy Revenges cup And we have drunk it up 4. Yet thou thy banner hast display'd To gather those that stray'd Thy truth and wonted pity shall Our banishment recall 5. That therefore Thy belov'd may be From all invasion free Thy right hand for their safety reare And their petitions heare 6. God by his Truth did oft professe He would his servants blesse I will divide faire Shechem's soile And Suecoth's valley spoile Manasseh Gilead both are mine In war shall Ephraim shine But Iudahs Scepter all must awe And give my people Law 8. Moab shall be a dunghill grow'n Proud Edom overthrow'n Philistia's boasted triumphs shall Be buried in hir fall 9. Who me will to the City lead Fierce Edoms strength and head That I may break hir fensed gate And trample on hir state 10. O Thou my God who cast'dst us off And mad'st our force their scoffe Wilt not Thou with our armies go To quell th' insulting foe 11. From trouble save us once againe For help of man is vaine 12. Through God we shall in battail rise And foyle our enemies PSAL. LXI 1. GIve eare O God! unto my cry My Prayer not deny 2. When through the earth in exile throw'n To Thee I make my moane Thou to that rock of strength shalt lead My care oppressed head 3. Who art my shelter and defense Against all violence 4. Within Thy Tabernacle I Will dwell eternally Whilst my unshaken hopes endure Under Thy wing secure 5. For Thou O God hast heard my vow Thou my desire dost know From whom the heritages came To those that feare Thy Name 6. Thou shalt preserve the King in peace And give His yeares encrease 7. That He within Thy gratious sight May dwell in endlesse light Thy mercy and Thy truth prepare Which his preservers are 8. So to Thy Name Ile praises sing And vowes performed bring PSAL. LXII 1. MY soule doth wait on God alone Whence comes salvation 2. He is my Rock firm'd in His love I shall not greatly move 3. How long will mischiefe ye devise Swift death shall you surprise Ye shall be like a bowing wall Or tott'ring fences fall 4. For they consult to cast him downe Whom God lifts to renowne They blessings with their mouth impart But curses from their heart 5. My soule wait Thou on God alone My expectation 6. He is my Rock my safe defense I shall not move from hence 7. In God my health and glory rest My strength and refuge blest 8. Trust Him ye people and implore Your heart before Him powre 9. The sons of men both low and high Are lyes and vanity And all alike in ballance lay'd Weigh lighter then the shade 10. O never in oppression trust Nor robberies unjust If wealth encrease your heart nere set Upon the gaines you get 11. God once hath spoke and oft I heard His pow'r is to be fear'd 12. And that His Mercy doth dispense Each work its recompense PSAL. LXIII 1. O God Thou art my God to Thee My thoughts addressed be And early as the rising day I will before Thee pray My thirsting soule and longing flesh Beg Thou wilt them refresh In that dry land where fruits nere grow Nor streams of water flow 2. That in Thy Sanctuary I May see Thy Majesty And Thy bright glory may behold As I had seen of old 3. Thy loving kindnesse better is Then life or earthly blisse My lips shall therefore praises give 4. And blesse Thee whilst I live Thus unto Thee whose Name is fear'd My hands shall be up-reard 5. My soule is as with marrow cloy'd When thus my mouth 's employ'd 6. I Thee remember on my bed With crosses wearied And in the watches of the night Thy goodnesse I recite 7. Under the shadow of Thy wing To Thee my Help I sing 8. My soule on Thee alone depends Whose Right hand me defends 9. But those that would my Soule enslave Shall sinke into the grave 10. The killing sword their lives shall slay Or make them foxes prey 11. The King in God his joy shall beare With those that by Him sweare When all the mouthes of such as ly Stop'd and confounded dy PSAL. LXIV 1. MY voice in Pray'r O God intend My life from foes defend 2. Me from all wicked counsails shrowd swords And risings of the proud 3. Whose tongues full bent and whet like swords As darts shoot bitter words 4. That fearlesse and in secret they The perfect man may slay 5. In mischeife they encourage each Of snares make private speech Which when in secret lay'd They cry What eyes shall them descry 6. They both contrive and practise ill Most diligent to kill Which in their heart concealed deep Their thoughts in secret keep 7. But God shall with a suddaine dart Wound their malitious heart 8. So their own tongue betray them shall As causer of their fall Then those deride them shall that see And from their vengeance flee 9. All men shall feare and thence declare God's work these judgments are For wisely they consider on And ponder what is done 10. In God rejoyce then shall the just And glory in His trust PSAL. LXV 1. THy praise O God! in Sion flowes Where we performe our vowes 2. O Thou that hear'st our prayers summe To Thee all flesh shall come 3. My misdeeds Lord 'gainst me prevaile Thy mercies though nere faile Who our transgressions from thy sight Remov'st and purgest quite 4. Blest is the man Thou do'st admit Within Thy Courts to sit For with Thy Temples beauty he Shall satisfied be 5. O God of our salvation Thou Wilt dreadfull wonders show Thou hope of all earth's bounds containe Or far dilated Maine 6. Whose strength the mountaines setteth fast On their foundation plac't 7. Who doth the roaring Seas asswage And still the People's rage 8. They in earth's utmost parts that dwell Thy fearfull tokens tell Thou mak'st th' outgoings of the morne And nights thy praise adorne 9. Thou waterest the earth with raine Then giv'st hir store of graine Such plenty Gods
talk Their tongue through earth doth walk 10. Therefore Gods people when they see How prosp'rous sinners be And vexed with their sorrowes sense Incline to their defense 11. So words like these their passion throwes How should we thinke God knowes 12. Who lets the wicked live in health And daily grow in wealth 13. Why vertue then should I retaine I cleanse my heart in vaine In vaine my hands held from offense I wash in innocence 14. For all the daies my life hath seen I have afflicted been My Soule with wants and sorrowes worne Was chast'ned every morne 15. Yet should I not these murmurs check But thus disturbed speak I might thy Children so offend And Thee blaspheming end Second Part. 16. But this I found by flesh and blood Hard to be understood 17. Nor till I to Thy Temple went Could know what these things meant Then I discern'd what they portend And how the wicked end 18. Whom Thou in slippery fortunes plac't Do'st unto ruin cast 19. How are their glories quick as thought To desolation brought They in a moment turn'd to teares Consume by their own feares 20. God as a dreame when one awakes Their Image vanish makes Causing their late admirers eyes Them now as much despise 21. Thus was my heart perplex'd with paines And anguish prick'd my reines 22. So foolish in my thoughts disrest Am I so like a beast 23. Yet I by Thee am still sustain'd Held up by Thy Right hand 24. Thy counsail here shall me direct Then crown with Thine Elect. 25. Whom have I in the heav'ns but Thee Who can my Saviour be And through the spatious earth I none Desire but Thee alone 26. My drooping heart doth daily faile My flesh corrupt and fraile But Thou the strength'ner of my heart And lasting portion art 27. Who far from Thee revolting fly Shall perish utterly For Thou destroy'st and castest low Such as to Idols bow 28. But it is good with holy feare That I to God draw neare To Thee my hopes entrusted are Who will Thy works declare PSAL. LXXIV Sing this as the Lamentation 1. WHy art Thou absent Lord so long Regardlesse of Thy Servants wrong Or wherefore doth Thy kindled ire Thy sheep and Pastures burne like fire 2 O think upon Thy chosen Lot Nor let Mount Sion be forgot And may the tribe thou did'st redeeme Be ever deare in Thy esteeme 3. Lift up Thy feet bring those to nought Who 'gainst Thy Church have evill wrought 4. Thine adversaries roar and shout They hang in scorne their banners out 5. The carved workes whose art and cost Thy Temples building once did boast 6. Are into pitty'd ruin throw'n And with their hammers broken down 7. Thy Holy Place they turne to flame Defile the dwelling of Thy Name And in their wicked hearts designe Hir glories quite to undermine 8. With generall havock let us rase The Sanctuaries hallow'd place Gods Houses thus in ashes lay'd Are wofull heaps of rubbish made 9. We see no Signe nor Miracle No Prophet have who can foretell Not one hath knowledge to forecast How long these miseries shall last 10. O God! still shall the foe blaspheme And make Thy Name dishonours theme 11. Thy vengefull hand no longer hide But stretch it forth to strike their pride 12. For God is my all pow'rfull King From whom earths help safety spring 13. Thou did'st restraine the rising tide And with Thy strength the Sea divide Thou brak'st th' Aegyptian Dragons head And left'st him on the waters dead 14. Leviathan that sports the flood Thou gavest for Thy peoples food 15. Thou from the rock mad'st fountaines flow And swelling Seas dry land to grow 16. Thine is the day the Suns faire light Thine are the courses of the night 17. The borders which the earth confine Are set and bounded by Thy line The Summers heat and winters cold From Thee their yearly seasons hold 18 Remember Lord Thy House defil'd Thy Name by blasphemies revil'd 19 O give not up Thy Turtles life A spoile to adversaries strife Let not Thy Congregation mourne Reproach'd by Them of Thee forlorne 20. Look on the Covenant and see Earth dark'ned by their crueltie 21. Let not th' opprest returne with shame But let the needy praise Thy Name 22. Arise O God! maintaine Thy cause Thy Temples honour and Thy Lawes Remember their blaspheming noise Thine enemies insulting voice 23. Their insolence who Thee despise Doth still encrease and higher rise PSAL. LXXV 1. TO Thee O God with gratefull heart To Thee we thanks impart How neare and helpfull is Thy Name Thy wond'rous works proclaime 2. When I advanc'd to Judah's throne Shall rule the Nation In justice will I take delight And judge the peoples right 3. The earth with hir inhabitants Through feare dissolves and faints Yet of hir loose declining frame The Pillars I sustain 4. I said unto the foolish men Deale not so madly then And unto those Gods precepts scorne Exalt not you the horne 5. Lift not your selves against His check Nor speak with a stiffe neck 6. Promotion comes not from the east Nor South nor from the West 7. But God as Judge our fortune guides Our lot of life divides He one man lifts unto the Crowne And puts another downe 8. He holds a cup whose wine is red Full mixt and tempered For wicked ones the dreg and lee Wrong out to drink shall be 9. I will in Songs of praise declare The God of Iacobs care 10. The hornes of Pride cut off will I But lift the Just on high PSAL. LXXVI Sing this as the Prayer after the Commandements 1. IN Iudah God is know'n His Name The Israelites for Great proclaime 2. His Tabernacles Salem grace And Sion is His dwelling place 3. There He the Bow and arrowes broke And Battailes to confusion shooke The glittering sword the guarding shield Could not resist nor safety yield 4. Thou of more honour art then they Who rove upon the Hills of prey 5. For They whose pride did us embroile Are now themselves become a spoile A lasting sleep shuts up their eyes And all their strength in weaknes dyes 6. At Thy rebuke the barbed horse And armed Chariots loose their force 7. Thou Lord art fear'd who may withstand The fury of Thy pow'rfull hand 8. From Heaven we Thy Judgments heard The trembling earth was still and fear'd 9. When God the meek and humble saves But gives the proud untimely graves 10. He on their fall his fame doth raise And turnes their malice to His praise 11. Vow to the Lord your God and bring To Him your promis'd offering 12. He Princes spirits can restraine And Kings of earth with terrour chaine PSAL. LXXVII Sing this as the Lamentation 1. I Cry'd to God with accents shrill To God that heares my prayer still 2. When into times of trouble brought I unto Him for succour sought All night my anguish did not cease My soule no comfort found nor ease 3. I think on God amidst
tide With Songs of Thy delivery I shall encompast ly 8. I will enforme thy life and teach How thou this blisse shalt reach And with mine eye I thee will guide Least thou should'st tread aside 9. Be ye not like the horse or mule Whom reason cannot rule Whose stubborne mouths the bit and reine From fury must restreine 10. Great plagues and paines that never end For wicked men attend But those in God their trust who place Sure mercies shall embrace Be glad ye righteous and rejoyce Who make the Lord your choice With shouts alowd your joy impart All ye upright in heart PSAL. XXXIII 1. YEe righteous in the Lord delight For praise becomes th'upright 2. Let Harpe and Psaltery's consent The ten-string'd instrument 3. New Songs record unto the voyce With their melodious noise 4. For just Gods promise is to you And all His workes are true 5. He righteousnesse and judgment wills All earth his goodnesse fills 6. The Heav'ns bright host and all beneath He formed with His breath 7. He doth the waters of the deep Heap'd in His store-house keep 8. Let men and all which earth doth beare Of Him then stand in feare 9. He spake and at His free commands The world unmoved stands 10. Mens counsailes and devises wrought The Lord will bring to nought 11. Yet through all ages His decree And thoughts unchanged be 12. Blest is the People He protects And for His Lot elects 13. The Lord from Heav'n His dwelling place 14. Beheld all humane race 15. Their hearts He fashion'd whose each thought And worke to light is brought 16. No King is sav'd by multitude Nor man with might endu'd 17. As vaine for safety is the horse To reskue by his force 18. Who feare and on Gods love relye Are ever in his Eye 19. Their Soule to reskue from the grave And life from famine save 20. Our soule doth wait for God our sheild 21. Glad hopes on Him we build 22. Lord let Thy mercy on us be As we beleive in Thee PSAL. XXXIV 1. I Will at all times blesse the Lord His praises still record 2 And whilst my soule of God makes choice The humble shall rejoyce 3. The Lord with me O magnifie Exalt His Name on high I sought Him who my prayer heard And sav'd from all I fear'd 5. They look'd to Him and light'ned were No shame their faces beare 6. For God did at the poor man's cry Relieve his misery 7. His Angell those environs round Who in His fear are sound 8. O tast and see how good is Hee To such as faithfull be 9. O fear the Lord yee Saints of His For such no blessings misse 10. Young Lions often lacking prey With hunger pine away But those that seek His Covenant No good thing ever want 11. Come children hearken to my speech I you His feare will teach 12. What man is he long life doth crave Or happy dayes would have 13. Keep thou thy tongue from wicked wile Thy lips from speaking guile 14. Depart from ill in good encrease Pursue and seek for peace 15. For on the just God casts His eyes His eares admit their cryes 16. Against the bad He sets his face To cut them from their place 17. The righteous cry and God attends In trouble safety sends 18. He doth in broken hearts delight And saveth soules contrite 19. Great troubles on the righteous fall But He releives in all 20. He keeps the number of each bone Nor broken shall be one 21. Transgressors their own mischeifs slay And with just vengeance pay All such as doe the righteous hate Shall soone be desolate 22. For God His servants soules redeems And deare their faith esteems PSAL. XXXV As Psalme 51. 1. PLead Lord my cause with striving foes Against them fight who me oppose 2. The shield for my Protection weare Draw out Thy all-subduing speare Stop Thou my persecutors way Soule I am thy salvation say 4. Let them drove back with shame retire Who to procure my hurt conspire 5. Like chaffe before the Whirlwinds blast Let them be by God's Angell chas'd 6. Darke be their way their steps untrue And let His Angel them pursue 7. For without cause they hid their snare And for my soule did pits prepare 8. But let themselves surprised all In their contriv'd destruction fall 9. My soule in God shall joyfull be 10. My bones all say who 's like to Thee Who keep'st the poor from suff'ring wrong And help'st the needy 'gainst the strong 11. False witnesse did against me rise And things unknowne to me devise 12. For good they me reward with ill To spoile my soule and life to spill 13. Yet when they lay in sicknesse cast I did for them both pray and fast 14. As for my friend or brother borne Or for my Mother did I mourne 15. But of my trouble glad they joyn'd Yea abjects in my scorne combin'd 16. The mocking hypocrites at feasts By flowting me delight the guests 17. How long wilt Thou looke on O Lord Nor reskue to my soule afford O save me from destructions jawes My darling from the Lions pawes 18. Then in the great assembly I Will thanks and praises multiply 19. Let not insulting foes despise Or wink upon me with their eyes 20. They speake not peace but practise strife Disturbing those of quiet life 21. Their mouth 'gainst me they opened wide Ha ha our eye hath seene it cry'd 22. O Lord Thou their despight dost see Nor silence keep nor absent be 23. Stirre up Thy selfe to judgment wake My cause to Thy protection take 24. O judge me in Thy truth least they 25. With joy We have him swallow'd say 26. But let confounding shame them cloath Who love my hurt my quiet loath 27. Let them that favour my just cause Extoll the Lord with lowd applause Whose goodnes doth his servant raise 28. And still my tongue shall speake Thy praise PSAL. XXXVI 1. MY heart of the transgressor saith No fear of God he hath 2. Himselfe he flatters in conceit Becomming all mens hate 3. His mouth doth fraud and sin devise He is nor good nor wise 4. He mischeife on his bed contrives By wayes abhorred thrives 5. Up to the clouds Thy mercies reach The hills Thy justice teach 6. Thy judgments Lord who all dost keep Are like th'un-fathom'd deep 7. How doth Thy love excell Thy wing Man-kind ore-shadowing 8. Thy house to them full plenty brings Who drinke of Thy pure springs 9. Thou hast lifes springs and in Thy sight We shall behold the light 10. Thy kindnesse Lord and grace impart To the upright in heart 11. Let not the foot of pride prevaile Nor wicked hands assaile 12. Downe are they fall'n who ills devise And never shall arise PSAL. XXXVII Sing this as Psalme 51. 1 FRet not thy selfe nor envious be At those that work iniquity 2. For they shall soon to nothing passe Cut downe and wither'd like the grasse 3. Trust in the Lord be doing good
neighbours scorne Laugh'd at and with reproaches torne 14. We are a by-word all about The Heathen shake their head flowt 15. I ly confounded with disgrace And shame hath covered my face 16. By reason of their vengfull pride Who Thee blaspheme and me deride 17. All this we beare yet have we not Thy selfe or Covenant forgot 18. Our heart revolting turnes not back Nor do our feet Thy waies forsake 19. Though 'mongst the dragons broken sore And with death's shadow cover'd ore 20. If we our God forgotten have Or unto Idols worship gave 21. Shall not his search the sin impart Who knowes the secrets of each heart 22. Yea for Thy sake so ill we fare We all the day-long killed are Counted as sheep for shambles bred Fit only to be slaughtered 23. Awake O Lord why do'st Thou sleep Still wilt Thou us at distance keep 24. Why hidest Thou Thy face from those Who ly opprest and griev'd by foes 25. Our soule unto the dust is throw'n To earth our belly cleaveth downe 26. Arise our life from ruin take And save us for Thy mercies sake PSAL. XLV 1. MY heart good matter doth indite Which of the King I write And like a ready pen my tongue Frames hir triumphant song 2. Thou fairer art then humane race Thy lips are full of grace Therefore thy God on thee doth powre His blessings endlesse store 3. Gird on thy sword O great in might For Truth and Justice fight 4. That all the world may understand The terrour of Thy hand 5. Thy sharp'ned arrowes wound all those Who dare the King oppose Whereby subdued at Thy call The vanquisht people fall 6. Thy throne O God doth still endure Thy Scepter just and pure 7. Thou righteousnesse do'st value best And wickednesse detest Therefore thy God hath Thee preferr'd And by a love unheard The oyle of gladnesse on Thy head Above Thy fellowes shed 8. Myrrhe Aloës and Cassia's smell Upon Thy garments dwell Out of the Ivory Palaces Provided Thee to please 9. King's daughters were amongst Thy traine Nor to attend disdaine The Queen upon Thy right hand plac'd With gold of Ophir grac'd 10. Hearken O Daughter and give eare Forget thy parents deare 11. The King shall prize thy beauty more Whom as thy Lord adore 12. Rich Tyre with gifts and presents great Thy favour shall entreat 13. Who far above Thy beauties seen All glorious art within 14. Shee in a robe with needles wrought Shall to the King be brought The Virgins which upon hir wait Shall add unto Thy State 15. With joy and gladnesse they resort To enter the Kings Court 16. Thou shalt have sons in Father's stead And many Princes breed 17. In all succeeding times Thy Name Shall mention'd be with fame Whilst the glad people Thy renowne With endlesse praises crowne PSAL. XLVI Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. GOd is our refuge our defence Rests wholly on His providence Which still affords a present aid When greatest troubles us invade 2. Therefore we shall not need to feare Though the fixt earth removed were Or though the hills and mountaines steep Lay buried in the angry Deep 3. Although the roaring waters make The Mountaines with their swelling shake 4. Yet calmer rivers do embrace Gods City His faire dwelling place 5. Whose Tabernacles by His love Are kept that they can never move For He when dangers Hir distresse His early succour shall addresse 6. The Nations rage the Kingdomes are Disturb'd with strife and threats of war But He the tempest can allay And cause the earth to melt away 7. The Lord of Hosts doth us direct Great Iacobs God doth us protect 8. Come see on those our mischeifs wrought What desolations He hath brought 9. He maketh strife and wars to cease And crowns the bleeding earth with peace He breaks the bow and crackes the speare In fire the Chariots burned were 10. Lo this is God whose awfull sway Both earth and Heaven must obey 11. The Lord of Hosts doth us direct Great Iacobs God doth us protect PSAL. XLVII 1. O Clap your hands All earth throughout To God in triumph shout 2. His greatnesse rules the world from high With awfull Majesty 3. He Nations under us subdues And will our portion chuse Which doth in glory far excell The Lot of Israël 5. God is gone up with showting voice And sounding trumpets noyse 6. Unto our God loud praises sing Sing praises to our King 7. To Him whose pow'r the earth doth fill With knowledge sing and skill 8. Who on His sacred throne remaines And ore the Heathen reignes 9. The Princes with the People joyne Sprung out of Abra'm's loyne For all are in His care enroll'd Who highly is extoll'd PSAL. XLVIII 1. GReat is the Lord His praise is great In Salem His blest seat 2. Mount Sion beauteous is for site The spatious earth's delight Upon the sides which Northward rise The Great King's City lies 3. God in hir Palaces alone Is for a refuge know'n 4. For lo the Kings assembled were Hir glories downe to teare 5. They saw with marvail hir defense In trouble hasting thence 6. They were surpriz'd with sudden feare Like pangs which women beare 7. Thou break'st the Ships from Tarshish saile With Thy strong Easterne gale 8. In Salem unto God endear'd We saw what oft we heard The Lord of Hosts will hir defend And stablish to the end 9. Lord in Thy Temple to our thought We have Thy mercies brought 10. O God according to Thy Name So endlesse is Thy fame Thy hand is full of righteousnesse Let Sion joy expresse 11. Let Iudah's daughter gladly sing The judgments of their King 12. Walk round about faire Sions Mount Hir stately Tow'rs recount 13. Hir Bulwarks marke and structures well And to your Children tell 14. For here the Lord our God intends Till time expired ends His favours on This place to breath And guide us unto death PSAL. XLIX As Psalme 51. 1. ALl people of the world give eare 2. Low high rich poore togither heare 3. My mouth of wisedome shall dilate My heart deep knowledge meditate 4. To Parables I will encline Darke sayings on the harp divine 5. Why should my end affrightment feel When sin or death assault my heel 6. Who trust in wealth and riches boast 7. Cannot redeeme a brother lost Or bring back life when fled away Or unto God his ransome pay 8. The soule so pretious is no rate Can it recall or expiate 9. That so he might for ever last And not of earth's corruption tast 10. For he perceiveth that the wise Like to the foole and brutish dies And all the wealth which they have got Must then become anothers lot 11. Yet they suppose their dwelling place Shall last through each succeeding race And to their lands their names bequeath To keep them living after death 12. Man nerethelesse to honour brought Like beasts that perish comes to nought 13. Thus their vaine folly ends yet they Who them survive
my paines My vexed spirit to Him complaines 4. My sleeples eyes Thou hold'st awake My tongue perplexed nothing spake 5. The daies of old I meditate The antient times expired date 6. I to remembrance call my Song My wonted mirth omitted long All night I commune with my heart My spirits search to ease my smart 7. Will God for ever us reject Nor by His favour us protect Is His compassion lost and gone His promises not thought upon 9. Hath God His pitty now forgot Or must destruction be our lot Or will His wrath by sin renew'd His tender mercies quite exclude 10. Thus I complain'd And then said I This is mine own infirmity But I remember will the yeares Thy right hand kept from want or feares 11. The wonders which Thou did'st of old Shall with my thankfull tongue be told 12. My heart Thy works Shall meditate My words Thy noble acts relate 13. Thy wayes O God! most holy are Who with Thy greatnes may compare 14. In miracles and wond'rous signes Thy strength among the People shines 15. Thou with that high victorious hand Not all the Nations could withstand The Sons of Iacob did'st redeeme And Iosephs off-spring wilt esteeme 16. O God the waters at Thy sight Unto their depths retir'd with fright The billowes of the troubled maine Shrunk downe and hid themselves againe 17. The melting cloud discharg'd in showres Like to a falling tempest powres Whilst sounds of horrour teare the sky And through the aire thine arrowes fly 18 Loud thunder from the heavens strook Thy lightnings shone earths fabrick shook 19. In the great waters lyes Thy path Which where Thou go'st no footsteps hath 20. Thy people Thou like sheep ha'st led Sav'd from the Sea in deserts fed And brought'st them to their promis'd land By Moses and by Aarons hand PSAL. LXXVIII Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. HEare O my people and encline Your eare unto my Lawes divine 2. I will dark Parables unfold 3. Which we have heard from fathers told 4. We will not from succession hide His works in praises magnifi'd 5. Who gave a Law to Israel Which Parents must to Children tell 6. That generations yet unborne Might know their duty to performe 7. That they their hope in God may set And not His workes or Law forget 8. Nor like their fathers rebells prove With hearts unstedfast in His love 9. Like those revolters Ephraim bred Who armed from the battell fled 10. They Gods command and Pact refus'd 11. His works forgate and pow'r abus'd 12. When Egypts land and Zoans field Such marvailes to their sight did yield 13. For then divided He the deep The floods contracting to an heap 14. By day the Cloud their guide became At night He led them with a Flame 15. He Rocks in barren desarts clave Which drink like swelling rivers gave 16 He caus'd full streams from drought to grow And waters made like torrents flow 17. Yet they by sinning Him forsook And in the desart did provoke 18. They tempted God by asking meat Which they for lust not hunger eat 19. Yea thus against their God they spake Can He in desarts diet make 20. The Rock He did in streames divide But can He bread or flesh provide 21. When God heard this His just mov'd ire 'Gainst Iacob kindled like a fire 22. Because their God they faithles griev'd And His salvation not believ'd 23. Though his command the clouds had try'd The doores of heaven open'd wide 24. He rain'd downe Manna for their meat And gave them corne from heav'n to eat 25. Thus man with Angels food was fed For to the full He gave them bread 26. He caus'd the Eastern wind to blow And made the South His plenty throw 27. He flesh as dust upon them rain'd The fowles like heaps of Sand remain'd 28. They ' midst their Camp with food were cloy'd 29. And all they could desire enjoy'd 30. But whil'st Their mouth the meat in took 31. God's wrath their best choicest strook 32. For all this Israel sinned still His wonders slight neglect His will Second Part. 33. Therefore their daies they vainely spend And all their yeares in trouble end 34. Yet when He slew them then they sought And God to their remembrance brought They turn'd and from their sin retir'd And early after God enquir'd 35. Then God They for their Rock esteem'd Remembring He had them redeem'd 36. Yet with their flatt'ring mouth they ly'd 37. Their heart His Covenant deny'd 38. Though full of pitty He forgave Restrain'd His wrath and Them did save 39. For He remembred They were fraile Whose lusts above His Laws prevaile As passing winds so light and vaine Which breathing out nere come againe 40. Oft did they grieve Him oft rebell 41. Tempting the God of Israel 42. They thought not on His pow'rfull arme Which kept them safe from hostile harme 43. How He His signes in Egypt wrought His wonders over Zoan brought 44. And turn'd their rivers into blood They could not drink the crimsin flood 45. He sent strange flies which them annoy And frogs their plenty to destroy 46. Their fruits the Caterpillars eat And Locusts reap'd the ploughman's sweat 47. With haile their swelling vines were lost Their Sycamores destroy'd with frost 48. Their herds by tempest came to nought Their flocks the furious thunder smote 49 His fiercest wrath on them was spent Bad Angels were among them sent 50. Their soules not spared were from death Disease and plagues depriv'd their breath 51. The first borne He through Egypt slew The chief which Ham or Nilus knew 52. But He His people led like sheep And did His flock in desarts keep Third Part. 53. He brought them safe and free from fear When their pursuers drowned were 54. And to His Sanctuary led The Mount His hand had purchased 55. The Heathen He before them drave Their land by line to Iacob gave And made their tribes in tents to dwell 56. Who tempting God againe rebell 57. They like their fathers backward slide As bowes deceitfull turn'd aside 58. High places Him provoke and prove His jealousie their Idols move 59. When God heard this He waxed wroth And Israel did greatly loath 60. His Tabernacle He forsook And no delight in Shiloh took 61. Their strength He gave to captive bands His Glory to the Heathens hands He left His people to the sword His kindled wrath His Lot devour'd 63. Their young men were consum'd by fire Their maids in marriage none require 64. Their Priests were unto slaughter sent Nor did their widowes them lament 65. Then did the Lord from sleep awake From wine as Giants spirit take 66 Upon His flying foes He came And put them to perpetuall shame 67. He Ioseph's Tent did then refuse Nor would the Tribe of Ephraim chuse 68. But Iudahs Tribe He did elect Mount Sion which His thoughts affect 69. His Sanctuary high He plac't Like earth which stands for ever fast 70 His choyce did then on David looke And
from amongst the Sheepfolds took 71. From following Ewes he made him feed His chosen People Iacob's seed 72. Whom with a perfect heart he fed And by his skilfull conduct led PSAL. LXXIX Sing this as the Lamentation 1. O God the Heathen us invade Thine heritage a prey is made Thy Holy Temple they defile And Salem make their ruins pile 2. The bodies of thy servants ly To gorge the fowles through heav'n that fly The carkasses of Saints are feasts To glut and feed devouring beasts 3. Their bloud like water hath been shed And none would see them buryed 4. We are become our neighbours flowt Reproach'd and laugh'd at round about 5. How long Lord shall thy jealous ire Consume us like unquenched fire 6. Let thy fierce anger those devoure Who neither feare thy Name or pow'r 7 Let those at length thy judgments tast Whose furious rage lay'd Iacob wast 8. Remember not our former sin Nor how rebellious we have bin Let speedy mercies us prevent Who languish through thy punishment 9. Save us God for thy great Name Forgive our sins remove our shame 10. Why should in scorne the Heathen say Where is the God whom we obay O let the value of our blood In thy revenge be understood 11. And let the pris'ners groanes and sighes Up to thy throne of mercy rise Deliver those are mark't to dy By their blood-thirsting cruelty 12. Let seven-fold vengeance them reward Who nor thy Church nor thee regard And may those tongues which thee blaspheme Become themselvs reproaches theme 13 So we thy People and the sheep Which thine own Fold Pastures keep Wil thank thy goodnes all our daies And to succession sing thy praise PSAL. LXXX 1 GReat Shepheard who dost Israel keep And leadest Ioseph like a sheep Give eare and shine with glorious light O thou that dwell'st 'twixt Cherubs bright 2 Before thy Tribes now Captives made Stir up thy selfe and bring us aid Manasses Ephraim behold And Benjamin to bondage sold. 3. Turne us againe O God of might And shew to us thy comforts light Thy favour to thy servants deigne And then we shall be whole againe 4. How long wilt thou displeased be With those who daily worship thee How long thy closed eare exclude Their Prayers who to Thee have su'd 5. Thou feedest Them with sorrowes bread And teares for drink are measured 6. We are through strife and envy torne Our neighbours spoile our haters scorne 7. Turne us againe great God of might And shew to us thy comforts light Thy favour to Thy servants deigne And then we shall be whole againe 8. Thou didst a Vine from Aegypt bring Thy hand which planted made it spring 9. And that it might have room to spred The Heathen were discomfited I'ts root Thou caused'st fast to stand And with faire branches fill the land 10. The Hills were cover'd with Hir shade Hir boughes like goodly Cedars made 11. Hir Armes did from the River reach Unto the Swelling Oceans beach 12. Why ha'st Thou then broke downe hir fense Exposing hir to violence That all who passe along hir place Pluck off hir grapes hir stock deface 13. The Mountaine beasts the Forrest Boare Root up hir plants devoure hir store 14. Returne O God! from heaven shine Visit Thy now despised Vine And what thy right hand once did plant O never may thy blessing want 15. Let all hir branches flourish long Which for thy self thou mad'st so strong 16. For though cut down and burnt she lyes Thy beames of love shall make hir rise 17. Thy people strengthen and protect Whom for thy self Thou did'st elect 18. So will we not goe back from Thee Whose name shall still invoked be 19. Turne us again O God of might And shew to us Thy comforts light Thy favour to thy servants deigne And then we shall be whole againe PSAL. LXXXI 1. TO God our strength lift up your voyce And make a joyfull noyse 2. Let Timbrell Psalme the pleasant Lyre With Psaltery conspire 3. The Trumpet in the New Moone blow In solemne triumph goe 4. Which God did as a Law ordaine For Iacob to retaine 5. This He to Ioseph did command In the Egyptian land Where I a language heard unknow'n And understood by none 6. His shoulder I from burthens eas'd From making bricks releas'd 7. Thou didst on me in trouble call Who ransom'd thee from thrall In thunder from the breaking cloud I answer'd thee alowd And at the waters where you strove In Meribah did prove 8. Heare O my people I will tell To Thee O Israel 9. No Heathen Gods shalt Thou adore Nor worship them before 10. I am thy God who freedome wrought And Thee from Egypt brought Thy mouth enlarg'd and open'd wide By me shall be supply'd 11. But they my precepts did neglect And Iacob Me reject 12. So left I them to lusts unknow'n And counsells of their own 13. O that my people would have hear'd And from my wayes not errd 14. Their foes then had I soon subdu'd And with my hand pursu'd 15. No place God's haters should secure But they should still endure 16. I fed them had with finest wheat And hony for their meat PSAL. LXXXII Sing this as the Prayer after the Commandements 1. GOd in the great assembly sits To Kings and Judges judgment fits 2. How long the right will ye reject And persons of the bad respect 3. The poor and fatherlesse defend Justice to men opprest extend 4. Deliver those in need that stand And save them from the wicked's hand 5. They will not understand nor know But in the mists of darknes go Earths bases all are out of course Whil'st justice failes and Law wants force 6. I said that Kings are Gods on earth And sons deriv'd from highest birth 7. But ye like other men shall dy And with the fallen Princes ly 8. O God! whose pow'r doth all comprise In judgment on the earth arise For all the nations scatter'd far Thy lot and Tributaries are PSAL. LXXXIII 1. DO not O God Thou silence keep Nor let Thy vengeance sleep 2. Thy hatefull foes lift up their head In tumults gathered 3. With craft and counsailes of deceit They plot and ly in wait How they Thy People may annoy And Thine elect destroy 4. Come let us say this furious rout Their Nation quite root out And let the name of Israel be Lost to all memory 5. In consultations full of hate 'Gainst Thee confederate 6. Edom with Ishmael combine Moab with Hagars line 7. Gebal and Ammon 'gainst us fight With the Amalekite The Philistines arm'd bands conspire With those that dwell at Tyre 8. And Ashur runs in to their aid Prepared to invade They strengthen Lots incestuous race Our dwellings to deface 9. But Thou like Midian them confound Whose sword themselves did wound Like Sisera O make them all Who did at Kishon fall 10. Be they as Iabin swoll'n with pride Whose dreadfull Armies dy'd Their carkasses in Endor flung Were
Who God their refuge make 10. No evill hap shall Thee distast Nor plague thy dwelling wast 11. For He his Angels shall command Thy Centinells to stand 12. In all thy wayes they shall thee keep Whither thou wake or sleep And least a stone thy foot should hurt Their hands shall thee support 13. No Basilisk nor Adders sting Thy life in danger bring Thou shalt upon the Lion tread And bruise the Dragons head 14. Because his love is set on me I will his guardian be Since he acknowledg'd hath My name I will exalt his fame 15. When ere he calls I will him heare In trouble and in feare I will to honour him advance And send deliverance 16. With length of life and happy daies I will his comforts raise And when his time on earth is done Give him salvation PSAL. XCII Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. IT is a good and blessed thing Praise to Thy Name most High to sing 2. Thy kindnes 'fore the morning light To shew Thy faithfulnes each night 3. Upon a ten-string'd instrument With Psalteries well-tun'd concent And on the solemne-sounding Lyre Where all harmonious notes conspire 4. For Thou O Lord my heart hast made Through all Thy hands atchieuements glad Who in Thy works which earth do fill Rejoyce and alwayes triumph will O Lord how great Thy actions are Deep are Thy thoughts and hidden far The brutish doe not this attend Nor will the fooles it apprehend 7. When like the Grasse or flow'rs which spring The wicked men are flourishing Ev'n then their quick destruction hasts 8. But Lord Thy glory ever lasts 9. For lo throw'n downe and scatter'd all Thine enemies before Thee fall 10. How ere Thou wilt exalt my horne Like to the stately Unicorne With freshest oyle and balme new shed Thou wilt annoint my conqu'ring head 11. Mine eye shall see its just desire On those who 'gainst my life conspire And for those wicked enemies Who to my safeties hazard rise Mine eares shall heare them come to nought By Thy revenge to ruin brought 12. The righteous like the Palme shall grow Or Cedars on the mountaines brow 13. Who in Gods House emplanted be Within His courts we prosper see 14. In their old age they fruit shall bring Continue fat and flourishing 15. To shew the Lord my Rock is just With whom no wicked harbour must PSAL. XCIII 1. THe Lord our God doth reigne on high Cloathed with Majesty He vested is with glorious light And girds Himselfe with might The world created by His hand Established doth stand So fast and firme upon its base It moves not from the place 2. Yet far more stable and more old Thy Throne O Lord shall hold Which when earth's fabrick melts and wasts Like Thee for ever lasts 3. The floods O Lord lift up their voice In uproare and in noyse The swelling waves up-lifted rise To band against the skies 4. Yet is the Lord more mighty far Then those proud waters are And stronger then the Oceans wave Which winds enchafed have 5. Thy Testimonies true and sure Eternally endure And holynes becomes O God! The house of Thine aboad PSAL. XCIV 1. O God! who just revenge dost take Now let Thy vengeance wake 2. Great Judge of earth arise from hence The proud to recompence 3. How long Lord shall their wicked host How long triumph and boast 4. How long shall their insulting tongue Joy in Thy servants wrong 5. They break Thy people Lord in rage Afflict Thine heritage 6. They widowes slay the poor oppress And kill the fatherless 7. Yet hard'ned in presumption they The Lord not sees us say Great Iacobs God doth not regard Nor will the sin reward 8. Take heed yee brutish and unwise Who thus your crimes disguise Yee foolish people of the land When will yee understand 9. Think ye that he who plants the eare Unable is to heare Or shall not he who form'd the eye Your wickednes descry 10. Shall he who Nations overthrew Not know to punish you 11. To whose all-searching view is brought The vainnes of mans thought 12. Blessed O Lord and happy he Who chast'ned is by Thee Whom Thou in mercy do'st correct And in Thy Law direct 13. That though with crosses over-prest He may in patience rest Till for transgressors ruin he A pit prepared see 14. For God his people not rejects Nor his own choise neglects 15. But judgement all their wrongs shall right And comfort the upright 16. Who will with me against those rise Who work iniquities 17. But from the Lord my help was seen My soule had silenc'd been 18. When I my slipping foot complain'd Thy mercy me sustain'd 19. When thoughts my grieved soul excite Thy comforts hir delight 20. Wilt Thou support the wicked's throne Or joyne it with Thine owne Who under Laws and Reason's name Their acts of mischief frame 21. Whose meetings and whose plots are bent The just to circumvent Who fit in Counsaile soules to kill And guiltles blood to spill 22. But yet the Lord is my defense God is my confidence My Rock my refuge and my tow'r To save me by His pow'r 23. He on their heads the ills shall bring Which from themselves did spring And in their sins God's vengfull hand Shall cut them from the land PSAL. XCV 1. O Come and let us to the Lord Our cheerfull Songs record Unto our Rock lift up our voice And make a joyfull noyse 2. Let us with praise sent up on high Approach His presence nigh With Psalmes and Anthems glad expresse Our bounden thankfulnes 3. He is the God and King whose hand The spatious earth hath spann'd 4. By Him steep hills and seas were made 5. The dry land by Him lay'd 6. Come let us worship and adore Kneel downe the Lord before 7. For He our God is we His care His sheep and people are To day if ye His voice will heare 8. No hard'ned heart bring neare Like that provoking in the day You in the desart lay 9. When your fore-fathers tempted me Who did my wonders see 10. And forty yeares you Tribes did pass Wherein I grieved was I said my people err in heart And wilfully depart My wayes prescrib'd they have not know'n Nor in my precepts gone 11. To whom my just incensed wrath By oath protested hath Those murmurers should nere be blest Or enter to my rest PSAL. XCVI Sing this as Psalme 51. or 100. 1. A New Song to the Lord rehearse Sing to him all the Universe 2. O blesse his Name in Songs display His saving mercies every day His glory and his wonders tell 3. To Nations who far distant dwell 4. This great Lord must be greatly prais'd Whose feare above all Gods is rais'd 5. For Heathen Gods are Idols vaine But 't is the Lord doth heav'n sustaine 6. Honour and awe are him before His sanctuary strong in pow'r 7. Ye kindreds then on earth that live Unto the Lord due honour give 8. Ascribe all glory to his
fill 22. They may His name and praise declare When all the people gather'd are 23. He hath my strength to weaknes brought My Short'ned dayes are come to nought 24. So that to God I thus did pray O take me not as yet away Nor cast me off from this lifes stage In prime of youth and mid'st of age For though My dayes be few and fraile Thy yeares O God will never faile 25. Thou Lord hast earth's foundation lay'd And by Thy hand the Heav'ns were made They all shall perish and decay And in their time consume away Like to a garment when grow'n old They shall nor use nor motion hold But though the world and they must fall Thy Being is perpetuall 27. Yea as a vesture worne and chang'd Is from it's gloss and forme estrang'd So Shalt Thou change this massy frame Yet still Thy selfe abide the same 28. And like Thy selfe from changes freed Thou wilt prolong Thy servants seed Whose children shall remaine with Thee And in Thy sight establisht be PSAL. CIII As Psalme 51. 1. MY Soul thy best devotion raise To bless the Lord and sing His praise 2. O never unremembred be The benefits He powr'd on thee 3. Whose pardon doth all sins release And keep thy body from disease 4. Who thee redeem'd to death cast downe And doth thy life with mercies crowne 5. Who with good things shall fill thy mouth And eagle-like renew thy youth 6. He by right judgment hath redrest All such as are by wrong opprest 7. His wayes have know'n to Moses been The Israelites His works have seen 8. All which His will and nature shew To mercy swift to vengeance slow 9. He will not alwayes with us chide Nor let His anger long abide 10. Nor deales according to our sin Nor have our crimes rewarded bin 11. For high as Heav'n is earth above So large so boundless is his love 12. Removing all our sins as far As East and West divided are 13. Yea like a Father 's to his Son To us is his compassion 14 He knowes our frame too weak to trust Remembring that we are but dust 15. The daies of man like to the grass Or fading flow'r to nothing pass 16. Which blow'n and shaken by the wind Leave neither place nor print behind 17. His goodnes though confirm'd and sure To childrens children doth endure 18. Ev'n unto such whose cleare intents Walk after His Commandements 19. The Lord in heav'n prepares His throne And governs all the world alone O therefore bless that pow'rfull Lord Who made and rules us by His word 20. Ye Angels that in strength excell And never 'gainst His word rebell 21. Ye winged Ministers who still Prepared are to act His will Ye Heav'nly hosts and creatures all 22. Bless Him and at His foot-stool fall Lastly my Soul thy Maker praise And bless His goodnes all thy daies PSAL. CIV As Psalme 51. 1. MY Soul the Lord for ever bless O God! Thy greatnesse all confess Whom Majesty and honour vest 2. In robes of Light eternall drest He Heaven makes his Canopy 3. His chambers in the waters ly His Chariot is the cloudy storme And on the wings of wind is borne 4. He Spirits makes His Angels quire His Ministers a flaming fire 5. He so did earth's foundations cast It might remaine for ever fast 6. Then cloath'd it with the spatious deep Whose wave outswells the mountaines steep 7. At Thy rebuke the waters fled And hid their thunder-frighted head 8. They from the mountaines streaming flow And downe into the Vallies go Then to their liquid center hast Where their collected floods are cast 9. These in the Ocean met and joyn'd Thou hast within a bank confin'd Not suff'ring them to pass their bound Least earth by their excess be drown'd 10. He from the hills his Christall springs Down running to the vallies brings 11. Which drink supply and coolnes yield To thirsting beasts throughout the field 12. By them the fowles of heaven rest And singing in their branches nest 13. He waters from his clouds the Hills The teeming earth with plenty fills 14. He grass for Cattle doth produce And every Herbe for humane use That so He may His creatures feed And from the earth supply their need 15. He makes the clusters of the vine To glad the Sons of men with wine He oyle to cheere the face imparts And bread the strength'ner of their hearts Second Part. 16. The trees which God for fruit decreed Nor sap nor moyst'ning vertue need The lofty Cedars by His hand In Lebanon emplanted stand 17. Unto the birds these shelter yield And Storks upon the fir-trees build 18. Wild goats the hills defend and feed And in the Rocks the Conies breed 19. He made the changing Moone appeare To note the seasons of the yeare The Sun from Him his strength doth get And knows the measure of his Set. 20. Thou mak'st the darkness of the night When beasts creep forth that shunn'd the light 21. Young Lions roaring after prey From God their hunger must allay 22. When the bright Sun casts forth his ray Down in their Dennes themselves they lay 23. Man's labour with the morne begun Continues till the day be done 24. O Lord what wonders hast thou made In providence and wisedome layd The earth is with Thy riches crown'd 25. And Seas where creatures most abound 26. There go the ships which swiftly fly There great Leviathan doth ly Who takes his pastime in the flood 27. All these do waite on Thee for food 28. Thy bounty is on them distill'd Who are by Thee with goodnes fill'd 29 But when thou hid'st Thy face they dy And to their dust returned ly 30. Thy spirit all with life endues The springing face of earth renewes 31. Gods glory ever shall endure Pleas'd in His works from change secure 32. Upon the earth He looketh downe Which shrinks trembles at His frowne His lightnings touch or thunders stroak Wil make the proudest mountains smoak 33 To Him my Ditties whil'st I live Or being have shall praises give 34 My Meditations will be sweet When fixt on Him my comforts meet 35. Upon the earth let sinners rot In place and memory forgot But thou my soul thy Maker bless Let all the world His praise express PSAL. CV 1. O Thank the Lord invoke His Name His deeds to all proclaime 2. With Psalmes His praises eelebrate His wond'rous works relate 3. Glory in Him ye whose desires And heart for God enquires 4. Seek ye the Lords all-pow'rfull might His faces glorious light 5. The works of wonder He hath done And Judgments think upon 6. Ye who from faithfull Abraham And chosen Iacob came 7. He is the Lord whose judgments show'n Through all the earth are know'n 8. He Cov'nant keeps in word and deed To thousands that succeed 9. To Abraham and Izaak both He promis'd with an oath 10. And for a Law His sacred pact To Iacob did enact 11. In which He vow'd that Israel
and counsaile fell 12. Therefore their heart by labours broke Found none to ease them from their yoak 13. Then they their cries to God address Who them deliver'd from distress 14 He them from death and darknes brought And freedome from their bondage wrought 15. O then that men would praise the Lord Who such great goodnes doth afford Recording both by tongue and pen His wonders to the Sons of men 16. For He the gates of brass hath broke The iron barres in sunder strook 17. The foolish for their acted sin Have by His hand afflicted bin 18. So that their soul in sicknes cast Abhorring meat could nothing tast 19. Then they their cries to God address Who them deliver'd from distress 20. His word He sent them which reveal'd Their sorrowes and dejections heal'd 21. O then that men would praise the Lord Who such great mercies doth afford Recording both by tongue and pen His wonders to the Sons of men 22. And let their Songs of gladnes rise To pay their thankfull sacrifice Second Part. 23. They that in ships their trafick keep 24. Behold Gods wonders in the deep 25. For he commands the storme to blow 26. Whose billowes them to heaven throw Then downe they fall as if their graves Were made beneath the gaping waves 27. They stagger to and fro and reele And like a drunkard rowles the keele 28. Then they their cries to God address Who them delivers from distress 29. He calmes the storme whose rage gives ore 30. And lands them on the wished shore 31. O then that men would praise the Lord Who such great goodnes doth afford Recording both by tongue and pen His wonders to the Sons of men 32. In great assemblies bless his Name And 'mongst the Elders speak his fame 33. Who rivers like a desart dryes Makes parched sands where springs did rise 34. He barren makes a fruitfull ground For sins which in the Land abound 35. Then to a poole the desart brings And turns dry grounds to water springs 36. There He the hungry soules hath fill'd That they may live and Cities build 37. To plant the vine and sowe the field Which may hir fruits with plenty yield 38. He multiplies and gives them peace Their flocks not suff'ring to decrease 39. Againe they few when sinfull grow His punishments then brought them low 40. He mighty Princes put to scorne Makes them like wanderers forlorne 41. Yet setteth He the poor on high And spreads like flocks his family 42. The righteous will rejoyce to see When envies mouth shall stopped be 43. Who so is wise will hence record The loving kindnes of the Lord. PSAL. CVIII 1. O God my heart is fix'd and bent Prepared my intent I will Thy might in songs of praise And glorious ditties raise 2. Wake Psaltery and harp awake The morning I will take 3. That through the world my early verse Thy praises may disperse 4. Thy mercy 'bove the Heaven extends Thy truth the clouds transcends 5. Be Thou exalted 'bove the skies 'Bove earth in glory rise 6. That Thy beloved still may be From all invasion free Thy right hand in their safety reare And their petitions heare 7. God by his truth did oft profess He would his servants bless I will divide faire Shechems soile And Succoths valley spoile 8. Manasseh Gilead both are mine In war shall Ephraim shine But Iudah's Scepter all must aw And give my people Law 9. Moab shall be a dunghill grow'n Proud Edom overthrow'n Philistia's boasted triumphs shall Be buried in hir fall 10. Who mee will to the City lead Fierce Edoms strength and head That I may breake hir fensed gate And trample on hir state 11. O Thou my God who cast'dst us off And mad'st our force their scoff Wilt not Thou with our armies go To quell th' insulting foe 12. From trouble save us once againe For help of man is vaine Through God we shall in battaile rise And foyle our enemies PSAL. CIX Sing this as the Lamentation 1. GOd of my praise nor silent be Nor unattentive unto me 2. For wicked mouths me falsely wrong And wound me with their lying tongue 3. They compass me with words of hate And causeless vex me with debate 4. For all my friendship they are foes But I my grief in pray'r disclose 5. My good with evill they requite And my affection pay with spight 6. Let wicked rulers him command And Satan stand at his right hand 7. Let him when judg'd receive his doome And let his pray'r his sin become 8. His daies both few and irksome make His office let another take 9. May fatherless his children live His wife forlorne a widow grieve 10. Like vagrants let them want their bread And where they beg it not be fed 11. Let him be made extortions spoyle And strangers reap his harvests toyle 12. None him their pitties object make Nor on his seed compassion take 13. His name from earth and Off-spring blot In the succeeding age forgot 14. And ever let the Lord retaine His Fathers sin and Mothers staine 15 Still let them stand before His ey To cut from earth his memory 16. Who merciless the poor pursu'd And wounds of broken hearts renew'd 17. Feele he those curses which he lou'd All blessings be from him remov'd 18. As curses cloath'd him round about So seize they him within without Like water through his bowels flow'd Or oyle into his bones bestow'd 19. So let them cloath and gird him fast Returning on himself at last 20. Thus let the Lord reward my foes Who to reproach my soul expose 21. But for the mercies of Thy Name Deliver me O Lord from shame 22. For I am poor and prest with need My wounded heart doth inward bleed 23. I like the falling shadow go As puffs of wind the Locusts throw 24. My feeble knee through fasting failes And faintnes ore my flesh prevailes 25. I am their scorne and laughter bred They looking on me shake their head 26. Help me O Lord who mercy crave 27. That they may know thy hand can save 28. Bless when they curse their pride confoūd But let me live with gladnes crown'd 29. Lord let my shamed enemy In sharp confusion cloathed ly 30. So shall Thy praises with my tongue Be in the full assembly sung 31. For God will at the poor's right hand By His protection ready stand To save his innocence from them Who wrongfully his soul condemne PSAL. CX 1. THe Lord whose pow'r all things doth sway Unto my Lord did say Sit at my right hand till thou see Thy foes Thy foot-stool be 2. The Lord Thy Scepter shall extend And strength from Sion send That all Thine enemies below May to Thy Kingdome bow 3. The people in great numbers shall That day before Thee fall Whose glorious Birth and youthfull hue Is as the morning dew 4. The Lord hath sworne who not repents His long decreed intents Thou do'st from great Melchisedek Thy Royall Priest-hood take 5. God
at Thy right hand Kings shall wound And Nations strong confound 6. Whose countries shall be overspread With Bodies of their dead 7. He of the River in the way Shall drink his thirst to stay And his victorious head advance In our Deliverance PSAL. CXI To the usuall Tune 1. PRaise God with heart and tongue The Quire of Saints among His praises shall be sung 2 The works of God are great All those will them repeat Whose thoughts on Him are set 3. His actions glorious are Renown'd and honour'd far Nor can His truth empaire 4. His wonders fill our thought Who hath compassion wrought And pitty shewes when sought 5. He hath His servants fed Giv'n those that fear Him bread His Cov'nant stablished 6. His pow'r to them exprest And made His people rest Where Heathen late possest 7. What ever wrought His hands In truth and judgment stands And sure are His Commands 8. They all for ever last By His decree kept fast Till fleeting time is past 9. He did His people save Whom Tyrants did enslave His sacred Cov'nant gave Renowned is His fame And reverend His Name Which all the world proclaime 10. God's fear true wisdome brings The knowledg of good things From that beginning springs They understand aright Who make His Lawes their light And still His praise recite PSAL. CXII 1. BLest is the man that feares the Lord Delighting in His word 2. His seed on earth shall mighty be Blest his posteritie 3. His house with riches shall abound His life with plenty crown'd His righteous dealing clear as sure For ever shall endure 4. In shades of darknesse to th' upright There riseth up a light He gratious is and free from hate His heart compassionate 5. A good man mercy shewes and lends Nor in his words offends 6. He shall not move but placed be In lasting memorie 7. He of ill tidings not afraid Hath God his refuge made Thus fix'd his heart shall never faile 8. But 'gainst his foes prevaile 9. With liberall hand unto the poor He hath disperst his store His righteousnesse shall still remaine And lasting honour gaine 10. The wicked man when this he seeth For spight shall gnash his teeth And melted by his envies fire Perish in his desire PSAL. CXIII To the usuall Tune 1. THe Lord O ye His servants praise To His great Name your ditties raise 2. Which blest and sacred be alwaies 3. Ev'n from the rising of the Sun Till to the West his course be run Nis Name is to be prais'd alone 4. The Lord above all Nations high Is seated in great Majesty And in the Heav'ns His glories ly 5. What pow'r created parallells The Lord our God who thus excells And far above the Heaven dwells 6. Who humbling downe himselfe doth bow Not only things in heaven to know But what is done in earth below 7. To him that did in dust deplore He joyfull comforts doth restore And from the dunghill lifts the poore 8. That set with Princes of the earth And persons of a Royall birth His sorrows may be chang'd to mirth 9. The barren woman when implor'd His bounty hath with children stor'd O therefore praise this gratious Lord. PSAL. CXIV 1. WHen Israel from Egypt went Free from his banishment And Iacob came from that strange land Conducted by God's hand 2. The house of Iudah which did passe His Sanctuary was And Israel the chosen throne Of His dominion 3. The Sea saw that and did disperse Iordan his course reverse 4. The Mountaines skip'd like sporting rams The little hills like Lambs 5. What ay'ld thy waters O thou Sea That they so fled from thee Iordan what did thy current lack That thou wast driven back What Miracle did then prevaile That both your streams should faile 6. You Mountaines that ye skip'd like rams Yet little hills like Lambs 7. Tremble thou earth when Iacobs God Commands thee with his rod 8. Who from the Rock did waters bring And made the flint a spring PSAL. CXV Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. NOt unto us O Lord but Thee Thy Name Thy Truth the glory be 2. Why should the heathen Thee defy Whilst Where is now their God they cry 3. Our God in heaven doth remaine And acts what ere he did ordaine Their Idols Silver are and Gold The work which hands of men did mould 5. Mouths have they yet they speechlesse be And they have eyes but cannot see 6. They ears possesse which nothing heare And noses not for smelling beare 7. Their hands not touch their feet not walk Nor through their throat resounds their talk 8. Who make them are as vaine as they And so are all that to them pray 9. 10. O Israel O Aarons line 11. O yee that in His feare combine Trust ye in God who is your shield Protection He and help doth yield 12. He mindfull still of our redresse Will Israel and Aaron blesse 13. Who feare Him small or great are blest 14. And in their race shall be encreast 15. You are the blessed of the Lord Who heaven fram'd and earth hath stor'd 16. He in the Heav'n of Heavens lives But earth unto mans children gives 17. The dead Thy praises cannot shew Nor those who downe to silence go 18. But we the Lord through all our daies Will blesse The Lord for ever praise PSAL. CXVI 1. I Love the Lord and am well pleas'd He hath me heard and eas'd 2. Whilst therefore life continue shall I will upon Him call 3. The snares of death about me dwelt And paines of Hell I felt Disturbed thoughts and heavinesse My conscience did oppress 4. Then to the Lord my plaint I made And thus unto Him said O Lord my soule from falling save And lift me from the grave 5. The Lord is gracious and just To those His mercy trust 6. His Hand the simple doth protect When crosses them deject 7. Turne then my soule unto thy rest God's favours have thee blest He bountifully doth reward And thee from dangers guard 8. Thou keep'st my soule from death's pale feares My drooping eyes from teares And did'st my wand'ring steps recall When I was apt to fall 9. My feet before the Lord shall stand In His eternall land 10. I therefore pray'd and thus believ'd Yet still my heart was griev'd For in my foes successe I fail'd Till faith at last prevail'd 11. Then I all men for Lyars knew And God alone for true 12. What retribution shall I give To him by whom I live Or what acknowledgment apply For His benignity 13. Salvations sacred Cup I 'le take And humble prayers make 14. Before His people shall be pay'd The vowes which I have made 15. For those that live like Saints upright And in the Lord delight Are living dear unto His eye And pretious when they dy 16. Lord I Thy faithfull servant am And still adore Thy Name Thou loosed hast my heavy yoak My bonds in sunder broke 17. Therefore my praises unto Thee Shall daily
times each day my tongue displayes Thy righteous judgments praise 165. Great peace have those Thy Law attend Nothing shall them offend 166. Lord I in Thy salvation hope And make Thy will my scope 167. My soule Thy testimonies loves And them 'bove all approves 168. And constantly Thy Law obeyes Who searchest all my waies TAV 169. Accept O Lord my lowd complaint And knowledge to me grant 170. Let my request admission crave And in Thy promise save 171. So shall my lips Thy praises reach When Thou my heart dost teach 172. My tongue Thy statutes shall recite For Thy commands are right 173. O let Thine hand bring help to me Whose choise Thy precepts be 174. My thoughts for Thy salvation long My cheifest joyes among 175. Let my soule live Thy Name to praise Whose judgments me shall raise I like a lost sheep went astray O Lord my wand'rings stay PSAL. CXX 1. WIth troubles prest and drown'd in grief I called for relief When God unto my help appear'd And my Petition heard 2. Lord save me from their cruell lies Who would my life surprize Make not my soule their envies bait To perish by deceit 3. What vengeance doth to Thee belong O false and perjur'd tongue 4. Sharp arrowes and a quenchlesse fire Shall one day be thy hire 5. Wo unto me constrain'd to dwell So far from Israel That I in Mesech sojourne must And Tents of Kedar trust 6. My Soule this long time doth converse With dispositions fierce Who shunned have like some disease The happy fruits of peace 7. To quench wars flame and lessen strife I labour'd all my life But They when Treaties were my care For lasting war prepare PSAL. CXXI Sing this as the Prayer after the Commandements 1. UP to the Hills I lift mine eyes From whence my help and comfort rise 2. My safety from the Lord doth spring Who made the world and every thing 3. Thy foot from falling He protects Nor Slumbers He nor thee neglects 4. Behold that Lord who Israel keeps Unweary'd is and never sleeps 5. God is thy Keeper like a shade Which on thy right hand is display'd 6. The Sun by day thee shall not smite Nor vapours of the Moon by night 7. The Lord shall Thee preserve from harme Thy soule against temptations arme 8. Thy going out and comming in For evermore His care have bin PSAL. CXXII 1. I Was right glad and joyfull made When They unto me said Let us unto God's House repaire And worship Him with pray'r 2. Oblest Ierusalem our feet Within Thy Gates shall meet 3. Who builded like a City art United in each part 4. To Thee the Tribes of God ascend Their praises to commend And by their zeale the rest enflame To blesse their Makers Name 5. There are the great Tribunals plac't By publick justice grac't There is the Palace and the Throne Which David sits upon 6. O pray for Salems lasting peace That it may nere decrease They still shall prosper from whose love These happy wishes move 7. With peace thy wals encircled be Sweet concord dwell in Thee And let thy Palaces abound With fullest plenty crown'd 8. I for my brethrens sake will pray Peace may within thee stay 9. And for the House of Gods aboad Will ever seek Thy good PSAL. CXXIII 1. I Unto Thee lift up mine eyes O thou who rul'st the skies And in the highest Heav'ns dost dwell Whose brightness none can tell 2. As servants wait their Lords command And Maids their mistresse hand On God so do our eyes depend Till He his mercy send 3. O Lord some pity on us shew To end our painfull woe For we reproached and unpriz'd Are utterly despis'd 4. Our soule afflicted daily mournes Fill'd with excessive scornes Whil'st those who live in ease and pride Our wretched state deride PSAL. CXXIV To the proper Tune 1. NOw Israel This truth may gladly tell But that the Lord Did help to us afford 2 If He our side With strength had not supply'd When banding foes Against our safety rose 3. Their kindled ire Had swallow'd us like fire 4. The angry flood Had then above us stood Who by the streame Quite overwhelm'd had been 5. And swelling waves Become our timeless graves Whil'st ore our soule The billowes proudly rowle 6. Blest be His aid Who us their prey not made 7. Our resku'd soules Like late-entangled fowles Escaped are Out of the deadly snare Broke is the net And we at freedom set 8. In His great Name Who Heav'n and earth did frame Our ruin stay'd And help on Him is lay'd Another of the same 1. NOw Israel may truly say In honour of this day Had not the Lord our quarrell took All help had us forsook 2. Yea had not God our battailes fought When men our ruin sought And when our close conspiring foes Against our safety rose 3. The wrath which in their breasts did strive Had buried us alive Consuming both our Place and Name In their revenges flame 4. Our Life and what we most esteem Had perisht in this stream 5. And in the furious billowes womb Beheld our glories tomb 6. But let our God be alwayes prais'd Who thus from death us rais'd Nor made us subject to their pow'r Who sought us to devour 7. From danger resku'd is our soule Like some net-scaping fowle So broken is the bloody snare And we deliver'd are 8. Our present help and hopes of aid In God alone are lay'd 'T is He who made both Heav'n and earth That gave our comforts birth PSAL. CXXV 1. WHo God their hope and trust account Are like faire Sions Mount Whose head unmoved and unshook Abides the tempests stroak 2. As rising Mountaines Salem's fense By their circumference So God His people guards throughout And circles them about 3. The wicked shall not by their pow'r The righteous Lot devour Least they the heathens sins partake Who them their vassall make 4 Do good O Lord unto the just Who in Thy goodnes trust And those that are in heart upright Continue in Thy sight 5. But as for such who turn'd aside To crooked waies back-slide The Lord their judgments shall encrease But Iacob blesse with peace PSAL. CXXVI 1. WHen God did cast a gratious eye On Sions misery And did his captiv'd Peoples state To liberty translate This unexpected safety wrought On us such wonder brought Our freedome like a vision seem'd And we like them that dream'd 2. Joy fill'd our mouth triumphant Songs Did exercise our tongues That Heathens with amazement said God hath This gladness made 3. The Lord who crownes His servants faith Great things effected hath And makes us publish through the earth The causes of our mirth 4. Lord turne our bondage end our woe Let Thy full me cyes flow As waters from the fountaines mouth Or Rivers in the South 5. They who before in teares have sow'n And only sorrowes know'n Shall so their future hopes employ That they may reap in joy 6. He who good
1. YE servants of the Lord Bless Him with one accord You in His House who nightly wait His praises due relate 2. With lifted hands adore And daily Him implore Within His Sanctuary bless The Lord of Holiness 3 The God that Heaven made And earth's foundation lay'd Out of His Sion thee defend And blessings endless send PSAL. CXXXV Sing this as Psalme 119. 1. PRaise ye the Lord His praise proclaime All ye that love His Name 2. Ye in His House and Courts that stand Attending His Command 3. O praise His goodness bless His Name From whom all mercies came 4. He Iacob chose and on his race Did all His treasure place 5. Our God is great and in His deeds All other Gods exceeds 6. In Heav'n or earth or deepest Seas He acts what ere He please 7. He makes from earth the vapours rise Which cloud the dark'ned skies From whence He raines and light'ning flings And winds there treasur'd brings 8. He man and beast in Egypt smote 9. And plagues on Pharaoh brought 10. His arme did vanquish Nations great And mighty Kings defeat 11. Sihon and Og and Canaan fell 12. In lot to Israel 13. Therefore Thy pow'rfull Name O Lord Succession shall record 14. Thy iudgments are on sinners bent But tow'rds Thine owne relent 15. The Gods in Heathen Temples sought Are gold and silver wrought 16. Speechless they be and blind and deaf 17. Nor in their mouths have breath 18. Like them the Makers are and those Who trust in Them repose 19. His praise O ye from Iacob spring O house of Aaron sing 20. O house of Levi who profess His feare your Maker bless 21. From Sion let your blessings sound Your thankfull Songs abound Praise ye the Lord His mercies tell Who doth in Salem dwell PSAL. CXXXVI To the usuall Tune As Psalme 148. 1. GIve thanks unto the Lord Who doth all good afford 2. The God of Gods who swaies 3. Those Lords whom earth obeyes 4. Who hath alone Great wonders done His mercy sure Doth still endure 5. To Him who Heavens made 6. Earth 'bove the waters lay'd 7. To Him who form'd great lights To rule our daies and nights 8. The Sun at noone The Stars and Moone 9. Whose mercy sure Doth still endure 10. Who Egypts first-borne smote 11. 12. And Iacob from them brought 13. The Red Sea parted was 14. For Israel to pass 15. But Pharaoh's host In it was lost His mercy sure Doth still endure 16. Who His through desarts led 17 18. Great Kings discomfited 19 Sihon the Amorite 20. And Og with Bashan's might 21. And gave their land 22. To Iacob's hand His mercy sure Doth still endure 23. Who our low state esteem'd 24. And from our foes redeem'd 25. Who to all flesh gives food His creatures fills with good 26. Your thanks O bring To Heavens King Whose mercy sure Doth still endure PSAL. CXXXVII Sing this as Psalme 119. 1. BY Babylons swift streames we sate Sad and disconsolate The teares as fast ran from our ey For Sions memory 2. Our harps untuned and unstrung Upon the Willowes hung 3. When those who did us captive bring Bid us in scorne to sing They who us spoil'd with sword and fire Did mirth of us require Sing us say'd They one of the Songs To Sion which belongs 4. But how shall we sing the Lords Song His Enemies among Or tune His Notes in strangers Land That cannot understand 5. O deare Ierusalem when I Forsake thy memory May my skill faile my right hand let Her cunning quite forget 6. Cleave to the roof O may my tongue When I not mourne thy wrong Or if I not preferr thy mirth Above all joyes on earth 7. In thy remembrance Lord retaine Proud Edoms fierce disdaine Who 'gainst Ierusalem did cry Mocking hir misery Now she is fall'n nere may our eyes Againe behold hir rise Down with it their rude clamours sound Rase it ev'n to the ground 8. O Babylon which did'st us wast Thy self our woes must tast And in thy finall ruin we Sions revenge shall see Happy are They who to requite The measure of thy spight 9. Without all pitty 'gainst the stones Shall dash thy little ones PSAL. CXXXVIII 1. I Thee will praise with my whole heart My thankfull hymnes impart Before the Gods of Earth I 'le sing My praise to Heaven's King 2. I towards Thy Temple worship will And praises utter still Thy word and Name shall loudly sound Whose love and truth abound 3. When in my plaints to Thee I cry'd Thy love as soon reply'd My fainting spirit was renew'd With strength my soule endu'd 4. The Kings of earth Thy praise shall beare When they Thy words do heare 5. They in the waies of God shall sing The glory of their King 6. For though the Lord be very high Yet He cast's downe His eye The meek and lowly He respects But all the proud neglects 7. Though I in mid'st of trouble live Yet Thou wilt me revive Thy stretch'd out hand my wrathfull foes To ruin shall expose 8. The Lord my comforts will assure By mercyes which endure Cease not of me regard to take Nor Thine own works forsake PSAL. CXXXIX Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. LOrd thou hast throughly searched me I open am and know'n to Thee 2. My sitting downe and my up-rise Are not concealed from Thine eyes Thou understand'st my distant thought Ere it to forme my self had brought 3. Thou circlest in my path and bed And hast my waies discovered 4. Thou hear'st each whisper from my tongue And ere 't was utter'd knew'st it long 5 By Thee I fashion'd am and made Thy hand each part in order lay'd 6. Yet can I not the knowledge gaine How I this being did attaine Which doth in wonder so excell 'T is easier to admire then tell 7. How shall I from Thy spirit fly Or Thy all present pow'r deny 8. If I climbe Heav'n 't is Thine own Shere If stoop to Hell lo Thou art there 9. If borne upon the mornings wing Far as the Sea doth swell or spring 10. Thy Right hand shall protect and lead Where ere my weary footsteps tread 11. If I pretend the darknes shall Upon me like a cov'ring fall Those heavy fogs those mists of night Will quickly cleare and turne to light 12. The thickest shade or blackest cloud Can nothing from thy knowledg shrow'd For darkness doth like Noon-tide shine Light'ned by brighter beams of Thine 13. My reines are Thine Thou mad'st the womb My bodies cloathing to become 14. I will give thanks to Thee O Lord Who was enlived by Thy word With awfull art and wond'rous forme Thou did'st Thy workmanship adorne My soule Their marvels must confess And for Thy favours daily bless 15. Though I was fashion'd in the dark Too secretly for man to mark There is no curious joynt or bone But was to Thy inspection know'n 16. Thou did'st upon my substance look And wrot'st each member in Thy book Thou saw'st how