ear Forget Thy Father and Thy Countrey too What was theirs once is now a Sovereigns due Who merits all Thy honour love and fear The Kings who shall no less make Thee to reign And to Thy Rule Himself submit To th' Empire of Thy Eyes and Wit Become their slave and take the Chain And what Thy hands presented Him to them resign again IX Tyre with a Present shall her daughters send To seek thy favour and thy love entreat 'T is thy Alliance which shall make them great And not their own wealth though it knows no end Not that their gifts and store can add to Thine The rich embroydery of Thy Vest Where all the Needles art 's exprest To Beauties which are more Divine And all within unseen by mortal eye far brighter shine X. Thus shalt Thou be conducted to the King Whil'st all the Virgins who Thy Pomp attend In shouts to Heav'n their acclamations send And as they follow to the Palace sing Hail Fairest Queen forget Thy Fathers land Nor let His Throne disturb thy mind For Thou instead of them shalt find Children who with the Soveraign Wand More Empires than He Cities govern'd shall the World command XI My Verse shall praise Thee too and Thy great Name Shall in its lasting Monument survive My Verse Eternity to Thee shall give And thus it self perpetuate in Thy Fame For when the Age to come by that shall know These wonders and renew Thy Praise In Altars which their Zeal shall raise Thou then shalt make my Verse to grow And what to Thee it gave Eternity on that bestow Psalm XLVI Deus noster Refugium c. I. TO Armies some for refuge fly Others to Walls which they must first defend But God's our help and when to Him we cry Or He our troubles soon will end Or to a City where they come not us will send II. We will not fear though tempests roar And one storm mingle Sea and Earth and all Though reall Mountains torn from the loose shoar To Heav'n be tost and Heav'n quite fall The God who is our help will then be near our call III. Fly ye swift winds tempests be gone Be still proud Seas there is no need of you We have a stream which though it softly run Can more than all your billows do Both cleanse the Holy City and refresh it too IV. Slow Siloah which so gently glides As if 't were unresolv'd to go away And passing where the Most High God resides To view the place so long do's stay The enamour'd River one would guess forgot its way V. It Sion views where God do's dwell Sion His Throne which like the Earth remains Heav'n is her guard and all the Powers of Hell Shall ne're move her for there He reigns Who is the God o' th' Hills and layes on Vales His Chains VI. The Heathen Kings began to rage And all their strength against her did command But God Himself to save her did engage Utt'red His Voyce and shew'd His hand And though the Earth did melt Sion unmov'd did stand VII The God of Battles fights for us On whom the Hosts of Heav'n and Earth attend Through Him our arms shall be Victorious And when our Prayers to Him ascend He that is Jacobs God His Israel will defend VIII Come and behold what He has done The mighty works which His right hand has wrought How on their Foes He turn'd destruction But to His own deliverance brought And made them Conquerours when He for them fought IX All the World o're He ends all Warrs And in their room brings plenty mirth and ease He hides with Laurel the Triumphers scarrs And all but in their Pomps makes cease The Trumpets noyse and turns the broken arms to Peace X. Be still said He and see my Power Only be still that 's all you need to do For on your Enemies I 'll vengeance shower Exalt your heads but lay their low And they as well as you That I am God shall know XI The God of Battles fights for us On whom the Hosts of Heaven and Earth attend Through Him our Arms shall be Victorious And when our Prayers to Him ascend He that is Jacobs God His Israel will defend Psalm XLVII Omnes gentes plaudite manibus c. I. REjoyce O World and you who dwell therein This Solemn day your mirth commands Rejoyce for the great Show will now begin And lift your voice up with your hands Let them both joyn whiles you His Praises sing Who only is the Universal King II. Mighty and terrible the Lord of all His entrance those who will not meet Too proud to kiss his hands shall lower fall And yield their necks unto His feet So Jacobs seed He will make glorious And what Himself has done ascribe to Us. III. God is gone up ascended with a shout With sound of Trumpets risen on high And having put His enemies to the rout Upon their Trophies up did fly Sing praise to God your Praises to Him sing Who only is the Universall King IV. God only is the Universall King His Name with understanding praise And in the Services you to Him sing Let that inspirit all your layes The World around His just Commands shall own For Holiness is the Throne He sits upon V. See how the Tributary Kings croud in And one united People make Their Crowns to deck His Victories they bring And from His hands all new ones take Each in His Temple Homage to Him yields And there hang up their Consecrated Shields Psalm XLVIII Magnus Dominus c. I. GReat is our God and greatly to be prais'd Upon that Hill which He himself has rais'd Sion which He His City made Beautifull Sion whom the World obey'd And for whose Peace as for their own all Countreys prayd Which on the North Jerusalem do's guard Safer than gates most surely barr'd Which on the North do's on Jerusalem shine So that around it has the Sun or Naturall or Divine II. Within her Palaces the Lord is known For not hers more He counts them than His own The Kings perceiv'd it marching by But thither they no sooner cast their eye But from the conquering sight as soon they strove to fly Away they hasted thence but all in vain Their fears pursu'd them with fresh pain Like Child-bed throes till there is born a Son A greater pang succeeds as soon as e're the present's gone III. In Ships they thought their Spoyls to carry home But Thou at Sea their Navy didst o'recome All this O Lord we heard before And now believe because we see Thy Power But who that had seen half so much would not do more God will establish Sion and command The Sacred Pile unmov'd to stand Thither wee 'll come for help in our distress And where he has bid us bless him expect he us should bless IV. Lord as Thy Name is so shall be Thy Praise And to adorn it wee 'll invent
new wayes To the wide Earths extreamest end From East it shall unto the West extend And when it has fill'd all below to Heav'n ascend That goodness which Thy hand around do's throw Like fruitfull seed shall upward grow Solyma to Thy Courts her gifts shall bring And all her Cities shout forth Acclamations to their King V. Walk about Sion all her Bulwarks count The humble Vallies and the Holy Mount Her lofty Towers up to the Skie To which the Heav'ns desire to be more nigh And their own heights to kiss her sacred Spires deny Round it again and her great Wonders see To tell the Age which is to bee And that Her God will Ours till death abide And through the Graves dark gloomy way to Heav'n our passage guide Psalm XLIX Audite haec omnes gentes auribus c. I. ATtend O World and bid thy Nations hear Those who ly furthest off and those more near Both rich and poor and high and low My Song no diff'rence makes and none do's know But those who serve and those who rule The Souldier Statesman and the Fool The young the old the great the small It do's without distinction call And like the grave alike concerns and equals All. II. With God my Song His Wisdom moves the Lyre And makes the chords in lofty sounds conspire With Him will I begin my Song His Wisdom shall conduct the strains along Shall life and breath and motion give Make them and they my Voice to live Then the stops chang'd on the same string I will in mighty Numbers sing Triumphant Death which next Him is the greatest King III. What profit's it to hoard up endless store Of wealth for others and my self be Poor Prevent my evil day with Cares To leave a Curse and sorrow to my Heirs Since he who has most chains of Gold The Pris'ner life can never hold Can never pay a ransom down For the fleet Soul away once gone And from the grave redeem his Brothers or his own IV. Death throwes an heavier Chain than that o're all And proudest Monarchs at His Footstool fall Look how the Wise the Brutish dye And in one Urn their lots and ashes lye The longest livers only have A tedious journey to the grave Whil'st most a short way thither find And have their Pass-ports sooner sign'd Whither all come at last and leave their wealth behind V. In vain by Monuments men hope to live And their fond Names to Lands and Houses give In vain they huge foundations lay For Tombs which have their Fate as well as they No Honours bayl in this arrest But the same death waits Man and Beast And though enough the Children know Their Fathers folly choose to go With them and count those greater fools who do not so VI. They follow close their steps their sayings hold Like Sheep they follow to th' Eternal fold Where till the Morning they are penn'd The Morning of that day which ne're shall end Which Titles shall again renew And diff'rences the Grave ne're knew From some all beauty take away In greater Iustre some display Raising them Gold who buryed were but only Clay VII Then shall I rise too and with glory shine From the Graves power kept by the power Divine It shall no longer trouble mee Nor know I why the Wise should troubled bee To see anothers stores encrease Since they disturb His present ease And must be left all when he dyes Then heavy gold begins to rise And with his breath away an empty Honour flies VIII His former pleasures then avail him not But are by him as he by his forgot Nothing remains of all he did When with his Fathers he in night lyes hid That Wisdom only do's abide Which for the future did provide 'T is Wisdom sets the Man on high Wisdom the badge to know him by Without which like a Beast he lives and all must die Psalm L. Deus Deorum Dominus c. I. 'T Is past and by irrevocable doom Decreed that all the World to Judgment come Out from the East let the great summons go Swifter than Morning light In it's first undisturb'd and lusty flight When on the Western Hills it hasts to show It's Conquests and drives thence the Captive Night Then let the West to th' voice give ear And all the scatt'red winds which ly between Be ready on the wing And o're the Earth the dreadfull Message bear Make the deaf North and South to hear Proclaim it in the open Sky That the last day is nigh A day which none e're yet did see And which but few till it comes believe will bee When God the hearts of all shall open lay And bid the World to make room for the Session hast away II. When Sion was the Residence Divine God empty'd all his glories there Sion did with refulgent beauty shine And only what was lovely durst appear The Air was calm Heav'n seem'd more bright As if from thence it had receiv'd new light Before hand would officiously come down And take the forward Sacrifice E're it began to rise And with a sacred flame the Victim crown Or if it gath'red in a Cloud 'T was but some greater Majesty to shroud No cryes were heard there or sad grones Nothing that could disturb the quiet of the place But joy and mirth were seen in every Face And left their traces on the stones The very walls were glad Mourn'd not in breaches nor in Yawns lookt sad But the bright Liveries of Peace did wear The walls look'd gay the Altars fair And with perpetual throngs Of those who came to worship there The Courts were ever fill'd with Incense or with Songs Nay God Himself attention seem'd to give And held His own the Homage of their Voices to receive III. But now that time is past nor as before Will he in love draw neer But all in Flames appear Will in the charming murmurs be no more But up Hee 'l lift His voyce and roar And those flames which the Victim burnt the Altar shall devour A tempest shall before Him ride And forward post the sluggish winde With thousand Captives running by His side Of Lands which he has empty made Clearing the way for Plagues which come behind And of the following Thunder be it self afraid Along the Heav'n the Thunder like a Sea shall roll And make its noyse be heard to either Pole With all the Fears which horror can invent With lightnings not to purge the Air And its decays repair But to make greater and disturb it sent To riot there without controll And synge what it e're long shal burn that beauteous Scroll IV. Then shall God come and with a dreadfull voyce Which layes those storms checks that Thunders noise Making the Dead who heard not them awake And Heav'n and Earth and Sea affrighted quake When thus He cites them to appear And bids them to the Barr draw near His Pleasure and their Charge to hear Return Hee 'l to
Prayers may make amends for the defects of my Numbers To my dear Friend Mr. Samuel Woodford upon his Paraphrase of the Psalms I. HAppy the first and harmless dayes When the young World like Children bred at home Though froward still and troublesome Was by its careful Parent taught the ways Of easy Duty and of natural Praise When every cheap Delight and every pleasant Art And all that Wit and Fancy could impart Like the first Issues of each vital thing Of all the stock the Pledge and King Which the glad Owners either did redeem or bring Were freely given up and Consecrate The great Creator's Praise to Celebrate When the chast Numbers of the Pipe and Voice And all the Instruments that Art could show The very Musick of the Feet and Body too And whatsoever could delight And feast the various Appetite Were us'd as well to Worship as Rejoyce And every Mask and ev'ry Ball And ev'ry solemn Festival The publick Triumphs and the Holy days The very Pastimes and the Plays Were legal Rites of Honour and of Praise Of ev'ry clean and spotless Beast The most delicious and the best That Nature for man's use or Pleasure did afford Was at God's board One part was Sacrifice and all the rest a Feast II. So uncorrupted then so chaste and White Were all the Daughters of Delight But none of all the Family So innocent and so divinely bright As the fair Virgin Poesy The earliest and the strictest Votary Dwelt at the first in holy ground In sacred Groves and Temples only could be found Still at the Altar did appear Brought her First-fruits and Perfumes there Of all Gods Priests and without blame Her Office will allow the Name Though scarce her Sex 't was she alone That offered up to God Devotion Did the pure Incense of the Fathers praise And holy Vows to Heaven raise And like a faithful Vestal kept the Fire That did nor Day nor Night expire Whoever a true Worshipper would be Was taught his Duty first by Poesy Of Heman and of Asaph learnt the wayes Of Penitence and Praise By which Gods anger to appease and Glory raise III. This was her first Choice and Desire In Gods House to retire In which she took her Vow and solemnly Profest And happy had she been and blest If she had kept the rest As well as the least needful of the Three Unhappy Poverty But in the compass of this Privacy She was not alwaies at her Beads and Book But did her bended Thoughts with various Arts release Whether in Shepheards Guise with Reed and Hook The Nuptial Song she do's express Of mighty Solomon and by his side The comely black Egyptian Bride A wondrous Song but said to be Not for their fakes alone but holy Mysterie Or else with bold and skilfull hand Works the known Story of the promis'd Land How God the People went before And brought them from th' Egyptian shore By the two Brothers brought them thence That is by Power and by Eloquence Two things which seldom fail Over the mightiest Adversary to prevail Or when she pleases Nature draws and Wars Pens the Heroick Acts of famous Conquerers And Sayings of Philosophers Rich are the Works of Nuns but none so rich as Hers. IV. So grave and hopeful was her youth So dear a Friend she was to Piety and Truth That God himself who did bestow Number and Measure to each Thing And in whole Nature living Poetry did show Of Her took care from whom she first did spring And for her Guardians did assign The mighty Men of Valour and Renown Whom he had trusted first with Conquest and a Crown Or did in peaceful Arts and Wisedom shine All full of Vertue and of Power divine He would not such a ripe and vertuous Wit As Jacob would not Benjamin commit To any hand that was unfit Only to Judah did the Trust ascribe Judah the Royal and the Valiant Tribe To you saies God whom by my spirit I raise To fight my Battailes and my Works to praise Wonders to perform and see And publish Laws and Mysterie And find out Nature and Philosophy Princes and Prophets and the Sons of War To you this Charge I give and to your Care Commit this bright and beauteous Heire Bright and beauteous is she now And by your Guidance may improve If the vain show And Breeding of her Sex you not allow And keep her but from idleness and wanton Love V. So wise a Care one would have thought Might serve however to prevent the worst In one so well inclin'd at first Though by the powerfull'st Charms and Courtship sought But Oh the treacherous Arts of Wit Arts which upon the Sex too often gain To which even Poesy herself do's still submit And bear the pleasant Tyrannies of it Although sometimes in bitter language She complaine Wit was her Friend and her Companion still Did chalenge and imploy her skill But was so wanton and so wild With every painted Thing and every Shew beguil'd Did such pleasant Sports devise And such fantastick Resveries Bewitch't th' unwary Lovers Eyes Out of her Cell the Votaress then would go And loosly wandred into every Show Would needs herself resign Unto the Female Government of Nine And the mad Inspirations of the God of Wines To whose wild Revels She was born And did his Triumphs and his Groves adorn Did nor the Stage nor the Piazza scorn But like a wandring River flow That visits every Land and every City views But with the Travel do's th' impurer grow And the bright Nymph still more abuse She did no filthy Lust refuse Nor whatsoe're could come Or from th' Excess of Greece or Wantoness of Rome VI. But all along the time of this Apostacy Some mighty Men arose Whom God in mercy chose These wandring Follies to oppose And to redeem her Fame and native Liberty That fertil Land of all the rest With Pleasure and with Poets blest Where Wit and Nature still are fresh and green And Tiber's golden streams are seen Has to the world in every Age set forth Some Phoenix of immortal worth Whose Monuments of noble Verse Posterity shall still disperse Which the bold Fame of wanton Wit asswage And expiate the Follies of the looser Stage Nor is the Brittish glory less The Brittish Poets with a ripe success The weightest Arguments express Like a deep Chrystal stream Spread a pure spirit through the manly Theam One of each Sex this fruitful Age has shown And fruitful had she been if none But that immortal Paire were known Though she has many more to boast Cowley and bright Orinda do adorn it most VII Cowley and bright Orinda shall for ever live And you my Friend who with them strive Of best and greatest Things to write And the rich Monuments of Eastern wit revive Wit that does like the Sun there first in sight Serve the Worlds profit and delight And like the Sun too with the World shalllast Your Memory shall with theirs
will He give Nothing that 's good will He from His with-hold He only looks they should uprightly live And for returns expect a thousand fold Lord since to Thine All for the Best shall be Not only give but choose what 's fit for me XI Triumphant General of the Sacred Host Whom all the Pow'rs of Heav'n and Earth obey Who hast a Thund'ring Legion in each Coast And Mighty Armies listed and in pay Blest is that Man who on Thy Pow'r do's trust Others may only conquer but he must Psalm LXXXV Benedixisti Domine terram c. I. AT length O God Thy People are return'd And now Thy Land enjoyes her Peace For emptiness before she mourn'd And that her rest produc'd no rich encrease Israel to His inheritance is Come And Jacob from Captivity brought home II. Thou hast their sins forgiven and past by Those sins with which they stain'd Thy Land And having hid them from Thine eye Unless it were to help with-held'st Thy hand Thy wrath whereby they were consum'd before Chang'd all to Love ha's flames but burns no more III. Great God who hast been so propitious And made Thine anger thus to cease As Thou hast turn'd Thy self turn us And let this Truce conclude in Happy Peace A Peace which none may dare to violate And from this very day let it bear date IV. Will God be alwayes angry ever chide With them who daily seek His Face And though a while He turn aside Shall not one look revive us and Our Race Shew us Thy Love and Thy Salvation grant Our fulness shall exceed Our former Want V. Attentively what God shall speak I 'll hear And listen what He 'll please to say 'T is just His Saints incline their Ear To that which none can claim so much as They Peace to His People and His Saints He 'll speak If they by Sin do not their Cov'nants break VI. To such His help is nigh and power 's at hand And those who fear Him He will love His Glory shall o'reflow Our land And Truth and Mercy kiss here as above Mercy and Truth never to part shall meet And Peace Her old friend Equity shall greet VII Truth from the Earth shall spring the best increase Our land e're hop'd for or did yield And as it grows up Righteousness The fruit of Heav'n shall meet that of the Field Justice which has the Earth so long forsook Shall dwell where she of late durst hardly look VIII A thousand Blessings God to these shall joyn And only of All Goods the Best The generous Olive and the Vine And recompence with fruit their former rest Righteousness here shall make her constant stay Nor go to Heav'n till she prepare Our Way Psalm LXXXVI Inclina Domine aurem tu am c. I. O Thou who dost th' Afflicted hear From Heav'n O God bow down Thine Eare Never such need as Now Never was I so low Or Thou though never out of call less near II. Preserve the Soul which Thee adores And out that Soul unto Thee poures Thy Servant trusts in Thee In vain let it not bee But let Thy Son O God break through these showers III. Be Merciful to Me O Lord For I depend upon Thy Word To Thee alone I cry To Thee for help I fly Rejoyce Thy Servants Soul and help afford IV. I know O Lord that Thou art Good Thy Mercy is a plenteous Flood The dead Thou mak'st to live And sinners dost forgive May not Thy Pow'r be by my Sin withstood V. But to that Prayer O God attend Which from unfeigned lips I send When troubles compass mee Then will I call on Thee For Thou wilt to those troubles put an end VI. I knew Lord Thou wilt answer Mee And that none else can do but Thee Amongst the Gods there 's none That one can trust upon Nor can their Works to Thine compared be VII Therefore to Thee all lands shall come And to Thy glorious Name fall down For Thou dost wondrous things And art above their Kings Art God alone and all must waite thy doom VIII Teach me the way where I should go The Way of Truth unto me show To that unite my heart That it may never start From Thee Lord as 't is wont with me to do IX Then will I praises to Thee sing And to Thee all my service bring Thy Word for ever more Shall still supply new store Nor will I ever end when I begin X. Thy Mercy to me Lord is great For me from Hell it free has set That Hell which lies so low Where I did hast to go And didst not Thou restrain me should do yet XI The Proud O God against me rise And I have many Enemies But be not Thou my Foe I fear not what they do Who never have set Thee before their eyes XII For of Compassion Thou art full Though I am heartless Lord and dull Gracious Long-suffering Whose Truth and Mercie Spring And with their Streams o're flow my very Soul XIII Dear God at length unto me turn Look how I for Thy absence mourn Srengthen Thy servant Lord According to Thy Word To Thy Hand-maid and Thy Hand-maids Son return XIV Shew me some token of Thy love That shame may in my En'mies move Make hast to succour me And comfort bring with Thee And of Thy servant thus my God approve Psalm LXXXVII Fundamenta ejus in montibus c. I. T Was God himself the ground survey'd Compass'd the Mountains round about Among the Mountains chose This out In Holy Sion His Foundation lay'd And for His service took the Place His Pleasure made II. Glorious City Sacred Place Where God Himself delights to be Glorious things are told of Thee How much Thou dost all Cities else surpass And how the Worlds Great God Thy Mighty Founder was III. Philistia to the Lord is known He reckons up who was born there But none with Sion may compare Nor Ethiopia Tyre nor Babylon For Sion God above all lov'd and made His Own IV. God has establisht Sion fast Himself is both Her Towers and Wall Such and so strong as ne're shall fall Such and so strong as none shall ever waste Till He who was their Builder throw them down at last And when the Grand Inquest is made And God shall write the Nations down First beginning with His Own This Man was born at Sion 't shall be sai'd And for a Bearing to His other Honours lai'd VI. From Sion springs His Pedigree I both His Name and Office know What place He serv'd me in below But by His Birth place He shall numbred bee Where e're mine was let me O Lord belong to Thee Psalm LXXXVIII Domine Deus salutis meae c. I. GReat God whence my Salvation comes alone And who that Great Salvation art Thou day and night hast heard me groan O let Thine Ears at length affect Thine heart To Thee I pray let my Prayer come to Thee Or if that
IV. Like a lost sheep from Thee I went astray Nor to the fold again should come But seek me Lord and bring Thy Servant home For He do's yet Thy great Commands obey Around me let Thy Judgements shine And thus from danger sav'd the Praise shall all be Thine Psalm CXX Ad Dominum cum tribularer c. I. IN my distress unto the Lord I cry'd And though my troubles made me fear That God His Face would from me hide Even then my God was pleas'd to hear And then inclin'd His Willing ear And answer'd me when I most lookt to be deny'd II. Thou heardst me and Thy self didst set me free My Enemies saw their swords were vain And with their tongues did strike at me With lyes my Innocence sought to stain Lord on them turn their lyes again And let their tongues weak as their swords to hurt me be III. But what reward false tongue dost Thou desire Or who to give 't Thee dares come nigh Thou woundest when Thou dost retire As Parthians fight most when they fly Thy Words then kill when thou runn'st by Like Juniper Coles are sweet but burn worse than their fire IV. Unhappy Man who thus am forc'd to stay Exil'd from Him I love most dear From Thee my God O Come away Let me not be without Thee here But where Thou art let me appear Any where Lord so Thou wilt but Thy self display V. Than Mesech can a place more savage be Where all to Peace sworn Enemies are And for Her sake are so to me Kedar with Mesech may compare I cry up Peace They call for Warr Yet that were nothing Lord could I but there have Thee Psalm CXXI Levavi oculos meos in Montes c. I. UNto the Hills I rais'd my drooping eyes And look'd if any help were there Loaded with tears I made them rise To watch and give the sign when help drew near I rais'd them up but all in vain I could not keep them so Their own weight press'd them to the Earth again On high they would not be when I was sunk so low II. Up to your tops O Hills I 'll look no more An unexpected help is nigh I overlook'd this help before Look'd when I thought not high enough too high For lo my God my part do's take On my side do's appear God whos 's great word both Heav'n and Earth did make And what need other help when the Almighty's near III. Thy Foot He said it all times fixt shall stand And He shall watch about Thee keep The Lord shall lead Thee by the hand And never though thou slumbrest fall asleep For Israel He is still awake His eyes still open be And He who of an Israel care can take Fear not but He can well enough provide for Thee IV. Twixt Him and Thee no cloud shall interpose But He shall be Himself Thy shade To break the Malice of Thy Foes The Eternall God shall be Thy refuge made The Lord shall be Thy sure defence Thy guard both night and day Shall sweeten every Planets influence And to serve Thee make both the Sun and Moon obey V. God shall defend Thee and Thy life shall be Secur'd from danger by His love And all things which belong to Thee The Care which He has of Thy Soul shall prove Without He shall direct Thy Way Within shall bless Thy store And all the while from Him Thou 'rt forc'd to slay Shall what Thou hast make serve Thy turn or give Thee more Psalm CXXII Laetatus sum in his qua c. I. T Was the best news I wish to hear My very Soul stood ravisht at my ear Let 's go they say'd Come Let 's away Already we have tarried long enough Now let our speed declare Our love Why should we thus from Sion stay And only be unhappy by our Own delay II. Let 's go see at the City gates How God Himself to greet Our coming waits We Come O God nor will we rest Till we the place have in Jerusalem found Till we have trod that Holy ground Which Thou of all the World lov'st best Which Thou of all the World hast with Thy Presence blest III. Jerusalem is strong and fair Glorious above what other Cities are The Seat of the Eternal King Whose lofty Palaces approach the skies And to be near their God to ' Heav'n rise Thither the Tribes their Offerings bring And from their scattred Cities come His Praise to sing IV. There are the Thrones of Judgement set Her Power is large and Her Dominion great The Thrones of David there stand fast The Lord Himself in Sion founded them Has fixt them in Jerusalem Subject to neither change or Wast But such as shall by Him upheld for ever last V. Triumphant City Mayst Thou be Happy like Him who first establisht Thee May He from Warrs Thy gates secure And like Thee Thy well-wishers ever bless Give Thee a long and certain peace Make all His blessings to Thee sure And may Thy Peace as constant as His Power endure VI. For Israels sake Thou hast my love Second to none but His who rules above For Sions sake I 'll happiness On all Thy Palaces and Borders pray Thy Palaces shall ne're decay Within Thy Borders Warr shall cease For He who is Thy Guardian is the God of Peace Psalm CXXIII Ad te Levavi oculos meos c. I. TO Thee O Lord I lift my careful eyes To Heav'n where Thou sitst cloath'd with light And though I hopeless am to reach Thy sight I cannot choose but let them thither rise Tow'rds Heav'n they look and seek Thee every where And though they see Thee not know Thou art there II. As Servants on their Masters sign depend Know what to do what to forbear From thence though they no other language hear And with quick eyes unto their hands attend Wayting on Thee we more dependance show And though Thou art in visible do so III. We wait and waiting never will give o're Till Thou to us Thy Mercy show O on us Now Thy Mercy Lord bestow And what we long have lost again restore Thy Mercy Lord and since Thou 'rt Just and strong Repeal Our miseries and revenge Our wrong IV. Revenge the wrong which we endure from those Who at us scoff because We 're Thine Against us only for Thy sake combine And are Our envious and malicious foes Their sloth and ease make them Our pains deride And all Our grief 's the Triumph of their pride Psalm CXXIV Nisi quia Dominus c. I. HAD not the Lord our Cause maintain'd The Lord Himself may Israel say Had not the Lord the Victory for us gain'd Instead of getting We had lost the day And Captives been to them who now are made Our prey II. On us they came and like a flood Which would within no banks be held They fiercer grew the more they were withstood Increas'd in rage when we their force repell'd And by