to be ador'd in fight Who thus canst arm Thy self with light But Lord what are Thy Hands if thus Thou kill'st at sight IV. When from above Thou mak'st Thy voice be heard The Sea stands still and Earth do's shake Even Heav'n it self unloos'd do's quake God thundred from above and they all fear'd The Clouds to make Him way asunder rent An hideous shriek the Mountains sent When God to judge the Meek by them in person went V. Nor do these only Lord Thy Power declare But the fierce wrath of Wicked Man Which Thou dost punish or restrain Whence to get praise amongst thy Wonders are Vow to the Lord and what you vow see pai'd For Vows are debts when once they ' are made And none deserves your praise like Him to whom you prai'd VI. Adore Him all ye lands and tongues around And to Our God your praises sing To Him alone your presents bring And thus with fear seek Him whom Wee have found With God the greatest Kings cannot compare They Crowns but at His pleasure wear And when He Frowns they and their Honours turn to air Psalm LXXVII Voce mea ad Dominum c. I. IN my great trouble to the Lord I cried I cri'd aloud And He was pleas'd to hear And when the night His Face did hide With stretch'd out hands I felt it He was near I prai'd and was resolv'd to pray Refus'd all Comfort but my tears Whose streames I thought my Feavour might allay And as they forc't my heart for passage move His Ears II. Sometimes in groans sometimes in Words I pray'd And fluent as my griefs my sorrows spake But suddenly my speech was stay'd And interrupting sights its order brake And then I could nor speak nor sleep Thou Lord didst hold my eyes and tongue Only my mind its even frame did keep And with weak hands and muttering lips became more strong III. Then of Thy Wonders did I meditate Our Fathers dayes and what their age did see How Thou upheld'st the Tottering State And in their troubles mad'st them trust in Thee Fresh to my mind then came a Song Which heretofore I did reherse An Anthem which had been forgotten long Where my Soul with me joyn'd and thus began the Verse IV. And can it be that God will thus reject Be always angry and ne'r pleas'd again Will He His Flock no more protect But let us ever as this day complain Has He forgotten to be good Or shall His Promise ever cease Who has His Pleasure or His Power withstood That where He shuts up Warr He should imprison Peace V. Hold Soul I said 't is Thy infirmity Makes Thee thus judge of God whose Will shall stand Immovable as it is High Where Thou Thy wings should'st guide to his right Hand Of that think with me and His Power The Wondrous Works which He has done They shall my talk and study be each hour To shew Our children what Our Fathers Us have shown VI. Thy Wayes O God are far above my sight And where Thou hid'st Thy self in Heav'n lie hid Ther 's none like Thee so full of might Whose Power I fear by what Thy hand once did When from above Thou mad'st it bare Israel and Josephs Seed to save When their Redemption did Thy strength declare And Egypt took the Chain to be her Captives slave VII The Waters saw Thee and the Waters fled The Depths were troubled and ran back for fear The Clouds rain'd Seas Heav'n Darkness spread From whence there came a voyce which rocks did tear Th' Earth trembled and the Mountains shook Egypt it self abhor'd the light Which from the flashes came and horror strook More terrible than when three days they felt their night VIII Thou for Thy People didst prepare the way And through those Floods a safe retreat they have Which Thou Thy Glory to display Resolvd'st should after be proud Pharaohs grave Along they went by Thy Command Who of the Sacred Flock took'st Care Moses and Aaron only shew'd Thy Hand For the Great Shepherd Thou and they Thy Heards-men were Psalm LXXVIII Attendite Populus meus c. I. ISrael Gods own Inheritance draw near And what He did to make Thee so now hear Of Ages long since past and armes I sing And to Thy dayes their ancient glories bring Acts which with sound belief would never stand But that all done by the Almighty Hand Our Fathers witness to their Truth did bear And what we hear with wonder saw with fear They told them Us that we might publish down To Childrens Children how His Power was known Such was His charge that late Posterity And Generations which should after be People as yet unborn might know His Wayes And what they learnt their children teach His Prayse That they in Him their Hope might alwayes place His statutes keep and alwayes seek His Face Never forget His Works but still improve His former Favours and His present love That like their Fathers they rebel no more Unless they 'd feel the Wrath their Fathers bore Base stubborn Nation who their God withstood Most cross to Him who alwayes did them good His Wrath this kindled first then made it burn Th' enraged fire on Ephraims Tribe did turn Ephraim which durst the stoutest Foe assail And never of the certain conquest fail But us'd to Come and See and so Prevail So terrible His bow so sure his hand Th' unerring shaft did death at will command Ephraim turn'd back but strove in vain to flie By His own shafts o'retook did wounded lie Worthy thus signally in Warr to fall Whom Peace with all Her Charms could ne'r recall The law they brake that Covenant which they took And without cause that and their God forsook Forgot His Works and their own Worthy Stemm Their Fathers Trust and what He did for them Marvellous things He did in Pharaohs land Zoan still witness of His Plagues do's stand When Israel saw His Wonders all about How He preserv'd them there and brought them out When He no Common Road did make them keep But like His Own their wayes were in the Deep The Deep amaz'd stood up as they pass'd o're Admir'd their suddain fix'd-ness and new shore How in a moment they were rais'd so high And fell not when they saw no storm was nigh By day a Cloud did their great journies hide At night a Sacred Flame the Host did guide Before them pass'd and where their passage lay Not only shew'd but also made their Way Hard Rocks as they went by pierc'd through did groan That fire which dri'd the Deep did melt the stone Out gusht new streams so constant and so strong They made their Channels as they ran along Yet still they sinn'd and tempted Him the more Lack'd meat who only Water begg'd before Nor did they closely think but speak their Sins And with vile Mouth the Murmurer thus begins Can He give Bread too sure if He be God That may as well as streams obey
One Be joyn'd with them who set up mischief by a Law Shall Justice and Oppression share the Throne Or rapine to its party conquer'd virtue draw Against the Just together to conspire And doom the Innocent and guilty to one fire IX But God's my help the Rock whereto I fly My Fortress and high Tower where darts in vain are sent Their feathers cannot bear them up so high But on the Caster they shall turn in punishment And falling thus in wrath be so hurl'd down That wounded every man shall say the Dart's his Own Psalm XCV Venite exultemus Domino c. I. COme let us sing unto the Lord And all His deeds with thankfulness record Unto Our God Come let us sing And to His Courts with shouts Our Presents bring He is Our Rock to Him Our Verse we 'll raise And He who heard Our Prayers shall now attend Our Praise II. Great is Our God and rules o're all Above all gods who at His Footstool fall The Earth is His and all its Deeps His Word the Hills on their Foundation keeps He made the Sea and bounded it with Sand And bid the heavy earth above the waters stand III. Come let us worship and fall down And as we ought Our Great Creator own He is Our God His Flock we are The Sheep of 's hand the People of his Court Look how He calls look how He bends His ear Thus by inclining His to see if Ours will hear IV. To day let 's hear nor be like them Who in the desert did His Power contemn That hardened there did God provoke And though He still kept His their Covenant's broke 'T was then saies God they prov'd and tempted me When all around I had my Wonders made them see V. Forty years long their sins I bore And from destroying them as long forbore Fond People said I thus to stray And when I shew'd it not to know my way Therefore in wrath I did against them swear Since they despis'd my Rest they never should come there Psalm XCVI Cantate Domino Canticum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to the Almighty sing And to Him let the World their Offerings bring Sing to Our God and bless His Holy Name From day to day His Acts declare How wondrous and how great they are And let the Nations joyn to celebrate His Fame II. Great is the Lord and worthy of all Praise Above the Trophys we can to Him raise No Pow'r like His we can adore or fear For those to whom the Gentiles bow Are Idols and an empty show But He made Heav'n and all the Hosts which serve Him there III. Honour and Majesty attend His Throne Beauty and Strength His Temple 's built upon Therefore to Him alone ye People bow His Praise with daily thanks renew Restore to Him what is His due And at His Altar pay what there you first did vow IV. Let the Earth tremble and its Kingdoms fear And all unto the Mighty Word give ear Among the Heathen say That God do's reign Who made the World and bid it stand Till He shall judge it whose Command To its first Nothing shall return it back again V. Be glad O Heav'ns and Thou O Earth rejoyce And to your Consort take the Seas Deep Voice Let the huge Sea in dancing billows rise And though confin'd within its Shore By Sands which barr the Mighty Door Send up to Heav'n its shouts and force the yielding Skyes VI. Let joyfull Songs be heard in every Plain And Hills reflect the Voices Face again Then let the Trees the Glories of the Wood In mutual Murmurs all conspire And joyn with Birds to fill the Quire As if like Men they Parts and Musick understood VII At their Own Numbers let them come away And where their God shall pass lead on the way He comes But who His Presence can abide That the Great Judge of all shall be Yet who would not His Entrance see When He with equal Justice shall each cause decide Psalm XCVII Dominus regnavit exultet Terra c. THe Lord do's reign let the whole Earth rejoyce The Isles be glad and lift on high their voice Louder than Seas which all around them roar And with their shouts shake Heav'n and rend the Shore In the thick darkness God His Glory shrouds And o're His Brightness throws a veil of clouds Justice and Righteousness uphold His Throne And their firm Basis it do's rest upon In vain for Him their Toils His Enemies lay That Fire consumes them which prepares His Way For on the Nations He His Lightning threw And o're the World the swift-wing'd Terrour flew The Earth beheld it and began to fear The Hills complain'd that Heav'n approach'd too near And melted with the heat like Wax flow'd down Whilst in the Plains ran streams of burning Stone At the Almighty Presence they did flow Whose breath the Fire His eye had made did blow The Heav'ns His Justice and His Power declare And to His Truth the Earth do's witness bear May then all perish who to Idols bow And boast of Gods which they make only so Worship Him all ye Gods Angels fall down And at His Feet cast every One His Crown Sion with joy shall hear Jerusalem Shall send her Daughters to improve the Theam For He above all Gods is rais'd so high To Him we only by Our Praise can fly Praise Him ye Righteous who advanc't above Would have you thus express and send your Love Your Love upon Himself alone bestow And Hatred only to what 's evil show So with deliverance He shall surely come And having here preserv'd you take you home To Heav'n in whose large fields refined Light Sown for the Just looks against Harvest white Harvests which as they reap the Righteous sing And with Eternal shoutings carry in Be glad ye Righteous and in God rejoyce For what His hands have done deserves your Voice Psalm XCVIII Cantate Domino Canticum novum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to the Almighty sing Triumphall Songs to our Victorious King Whos 's own right Hand ha's got Him Victory And for us mighty Wonders done Has mighty En'mies overthrown And by its Holiness has made the Wicked flye II. The Lord ha's sav'd us and His Power display'd His Righteousness made all the World afraid Th' amazed World stood and admir'd His hand And when poor Israel seem'd to be Hopeless of ever getting free Wondred how He could then such miracles command III. Praise Him O World and fear His Mighty Name From whence all that at which Thou wondrest came Call all Thy forces up the Song to raise With Trumpets and with Harps rejoice The Sackbut Clarion and the voice And with shrill Cornets up to Heav'n send all Thy praise IV. Let the Sea roar and all that dwells therein Joyn in His praise when thus the Shores begin Let the Floods too their parts in answering bear Lift up their heads and clap their hands Rise and
my Life are both defil'd And Thee by both Lord have I griev'd Truth in the inward parts is Thy delight That I may please Thee make me know then do what 's right VI. Purge me with Hyssop and I shall be clean Let through my Soul Thy waters flow My blackness shall be chang'd to purest Snow And all my stains no more be seen The Snow with me compar'd shall seem less white And look as fairest colours do for want of light VII No sooner shalt Thou make me hear Thy voice But all my pains shall flee away The bones which on the rack all broken lay Then knit more firmly shall rejoyce Lord as a Sinner look no more on mee Or if as such whom Love has reconcil'd to Thee VIII Give me an heart Thou canst ungriev'd behold And a right Spirit in me renew 'T is full as easie Lord for Thee to do As undertake to mend the old Cast me not from Thy gracious sight away But let Thy Spirit with mine renew'd thus ever stay IX Make it my Comforter with me to ' abide And all my Joyes again restore And that I ne're from Thee may wander more As I to others be my Guide Who shall by my example learn Thy wayes And chang'd like me in Songs recount Thy wondrous Praise X. Let not the guiltless blood which I have shed And all its waves upon me roll But when thy sprinkling shall make clean my Soul Let thy Salvation crown my head Then shall my Harp of all thy love reherse And thy Salvation be the subject of my Verse XI Open my mouth Thy praise I 'll speak aloud For didst Thou Bulls or Rams desire A cruell Offring and perpetual fire I blood would expiate then with blood But God all Sacrifice for that withstands Only a bleeding heart attones for bloody hands XII Be good to Sion build her Cities wall That all the Vows which she has made With mine may be upon thy Altar laid And Hecatombs before it fall No cloudy darkness then shall veil the Skies But day all night break from the Evening Sacrifice Psalm LII Quid gloriaris in malitia c. I. INhumane Beast more treacherous than strong For Treason only makes thee so And by perfidiousness Thy Power dos grow Why boast'st Thou thus in doing wrong And arm'st weak hands with a malicious tongue The Almighty Goodness ever dos remain More firm and stable than thy threats are vain II. Sharp as a Lancet which is newly whet Thy tongue dos pierce and touch the quick Wounds mortally before 't is felt to prick Discovers plots fram'd by deceit In thy designs and malice only great Who sin before the chiefest Good dost love And lyes more than the Truth that 's from above III. Bitter and cruel Words are thy delight And all the joy of thy base tongue But neither thou nor it shall prosper long For God on thee shall turn its spight Destroy thee from this Land and His own sight And in reward for all your bitter fruit Both cut thee down and pluck that up by th'root IV. The Righteous shall behold it and afraid Shrink at thy plagues but laugh at thee And say when They thy suddain ruine see Lo this Man on his riches staid And sought help from the Gods his gold had made Neglecting Him who should have been his Trust For them who thus deceiving him are just V. But like an Olive-tree still fresh and green I in Gods House shall ever stand Planted and watered there by His own hand And on my boughs have fruit be seen Where He may shine and no cloud come between On Him I 'll wait whose Mercies have no end And as they fall my Praises shall ascend Another Version of the same By M. M. B. I. MOnster of Men who canst such mischiefs act And proudly triumph in the bloody fact Must this thy power declare That they who at Jehovahs Altar stood The Priests themselves all stain'd with their own blood The guiltless Victims of thy Fury were Yet not even this was able to asswage Thy own curst malice or thy wicked Masters rage II. But though my ruine thou didst most design And that no blood should quench thy thirst but mine Know wretch that God is good And has been alwayes so in ages past Nor shall Eternity His love exhaust Wherefore 't is not thy force though like a flood Nor all thy secret Plots which shall avayl Unless thou canst against th' Almighty first prevail III. Within thy heart ly hid those poysonous seeds Of treason which thy tongue provokes to deeds So piercing are thy words They seem the Razours dulness to upbraid As if unfit for action or afraid And have more edge than all my Enemies Swords By these thou dost the just ensnare and slay And low as earth their hopes and lives together lay IV. But who think'st thou these actions will admire Since thou' rt inspir'd by an infernal fire A flame which strongly moves To lying mischiefs and unjust deceit And all the false delights which on them wait Or sin presents to excite and raise new loves Hence 't is that Justice seems so mean and low Nor longer fit for great men than to make them so V. Devouring words do thy best love command And to them thou hast joyn'd a bloody hand But the Almighty God In thy destruction shall His Power make known Which in eternall torments thou shalt own When he makes bare His Arm and shakes His Rod Removing thee from thy beloved place And from the Earth roots out thy trayterous name and race VI. The Righteous when they see the overthrow Shall fear His Power who has brought thee so low And shouting at thy fall Cry out Lo where 's the man who fixt his trust Not in our God but his own glittering dust Which useless now can yield no help at all Look how that strength which he in fraud once plac'd Is by the breath of the Eternall Word defac'd VII But whil'st this wretch deplores his dolorous state My God who on him threw the mighty weight Will me assign a place Within His Courts where like an Olive-tree With fruit and blossoms I shall loaded bee And feel the kindest Influence of His Grace 'T is in His Mercies I 'll for ever trust Whose Love and Wrath thus shown declare that He is just VIII Then will I of some nobler subject sing And to exalt my God fresh praises bring Then like my Sacrifice In flames of purest Love I 'le mount on high To Him who sav'd me from my Enemy And in my passage perfume all the Skies To Heav'n nor short of His dread Presence stay Whil'st the admiring Saints rise up to make me way Psalm LIII Dixit insipiens in Corde c. I. THere is no God the Fool in 's heart do's say And that his life may not his heart betray He like one that believes it Lives Doth with blasphemous mouth deny The very Being of the Deity And in
Our opposition higher only swell'd III. God on the banks in view did stand And when the floods did Lowdest rore Mov'd o're the floods His All-commanding hand They stood awhile and gaz'd then backwards bore And chid their fellow waves which came too slow before IV. The Lord Himself has made Our Way And from their snares has set us free The snares are broke which they for us did lay And when they look'd that we should taken be God who first loos'd the net did give us wings to flee V. God is Our refuge and in vain Frail Man against Him thinks to stand His Word made all things all things do's sustain And He deliverance for us will command Has past His Word to do it and will use his Hand Psalm CXXV Qui confidunt in Domino c. I. ALL those who on th' Almighty God rely On God who do's o're all command Unmov'd shall like Mount Sion stand Shall stand as firm and bear their heads as high And what Mount Sion's to Jerusalem The Rock of Ages shall Himself be made to Them II. Thrice happy City girt with Mountains round On whom acknowledging Thy state The lesser Hills rise up and wait By God Himself Queen of all Cities crown'd Impregnable and steep rocks defend Thy Coasts But would prove vain were not their guard The Lord of Hosts III. He only is Thy Strength and not those Hills Yet as those Hills girt Thee about The Lord surrounds and finds His out Is alwayes near since every Place He fills God shall fight for them make their Enemies fly Lest seeing them still prosper They should Him deny IV. Arise O God and shew Thy Mighty hand Let not the Righteous be oppres'd Do good to Them but for the rest Let them Thy Wrath by bearing understand On Israel Peace and Thy Chief Blessings shower But on their Enemies floods of Fire and Brimstone poure Psalm CXXVI In convertendo Dominus I. WHen God a Miracle for Sion wrought And home Her exil'd Captives brought Exiles whose long Captivity Made them forget they e're were free And almost wish but as they were to be Th' Almighty did the Work so fast We thought it but a pleasant dream Yet wisht that dream might ever last It did so pleasant to us seem A Dream which though we did not homewards go Made us believe we did and hope 't was so II. But when Fruition had Our hopes o'recome And we indeed awak'd at home A Dream Our sufferings then seem'd more Than Our deliverance did before A Dream we thought what we in bondage bore And cheer'd at Our arrivall there Like men rous'd by some suddain fright Who in suspence 'twixt joy and fear Wake and speak of it when 't is light We whom Our feares struck dumb His praises spoke Who first Our chains and then Our silence broke III. The very heathen as We past along Joyn'd with us in Our cheerful song The Lord has done great things they sai'd Great things for us we answer made The Lord has done great things whereof we 're glad Like us may He the Remnant bring Bring back the whole Captivity And since there 's Water in the Spring O may not long the streames be dry But Lord like Rivers in the parched South Make these o'reflow as Thou suppli'st their drougth IV. He who his future hopes in grief do's sow And makes them with his tears to grow With joy shall see a fruitfull spring With joy His harvest home shall bring And all his sheaves with showting carry in As when the Carefull Husbandman His seed into the ground has thrown Rejoyces at a soaking rain To water that which he has sown Plenty distills from Heav'n with every drop And a moyst Seed-Time makes the fairest crop Psalm CXXVII Nisi Dominus aedificaverit c. I. DOwn to the very Centre of the Earth Let the foundations sink as low As its proud Towers in height do go To Heav'n above and touch Hell underneath If God the Mighty Pile do's not sustain The weaker buttresses are all in vain Either an Earth-quake to the ground Shall overthrow and levell all Or God Himself the Babel shall confound And then the difference is but small Whether it stand a Babel or a Palace fall II. Bring all the Forces of the Citie out Guard every port and every street A double guard upon them set And girt the Walls as they girt you about Yet after all to Heav'n you open ly Heav'n the best friend but the worst Enemy No guarding against that can save But without help from thence is lost And those who would from Heav'n protection have Must keep their hearts more than their Coasts Must keep there what must them preserve the Lord of Hosts III. The Sun's already up and I must rise How soon the day has chas'd the night But when that has expell'd the light How soon 't is Night the painfull labourer cries With care he rises and with care lyes down Anothers makes the profit Care his Own This though unbid is his sure guest Unseen into his bed do's slide And alwayes hinders or else breaks his rest Poor Man who thinks by this false guide To find that Ease which God from all but His do's hide IV. God ease and Children to His Own do's give Crowns all their Cares with this encrease Makes their great care their greatest ease Children in whose Posterity they live For by these shafts beyond the grave they fly And triumph o're their greatest Enemy The Man whose quiver loaded is With such as these need fear no shame Some may reach home though some fall short or miss Happy Man who has to guard His Fame More than great Kings a life-guard of his blood and Name Psalm CXXVIII Beati omnes qui timent c. I. BLest is the Man whose fear do's prove Only his guide in the Right Way Whose fear makes him the Lord obey And is the best incentive to his love He of the Labour of his hands shall eat The Lord shall alwayes bless his store His blessings alwayes shall flow o're And God who makes him good will make them great II. His Wife like to a fruitful Vine Shall into breadth and clusters run To him shall look as to her Sun And still have fruit on which that Sun may shine Like Olive plants his children round his board With spreading branches garnished Shall with their blossoms crown his head And thus shall he be blest who fears the Lord. III. The Lord shall bless Thee shew Thee good And all Thy dayes shall let Thee see Jerusalems Prosperity And wonder how so long unmov'd it stood Thou into Childrens Children shalt increase Shalt see them into Children grow And what will make it Heaven below Shalt Israel all the while behold in Peace Psalm CXXIX Saepe expugnaverunt c. I. UP from my Youth may Israel say From my Youth up I have great troubles seen Trouble and life did at a time