a quiet stream makes glad The City of the Lord His presence shall secure her peave And timely help afford The Nations rage and threaten War But God is on our side One word of his dissolves their force And daunts their swelling pride See what his hand has done it draws The Sword out of its sheath Which while he gives it leave triumphs In Slaughter and in Death Then by another word he makes Destructive wars to cease He breaks their Arms the Bow and Spear And crowns the Earth with peace Cease then fond man to strive with God Whose Pow'r is over all For fear he should exalt himself In your unpitied fall This is our Glory that the Lord Of Hosts is on our side We in his Care as in a Forts In Safety shall abide PSALM XLVII O All ye people clap your hands And make a joyful noise With Acclamations to your God Declare your inward joys His high Perfections do proclaim Him greatly to be fear'd This King of all the world commands Your Honour and regard By him o'er warlike Nations we Our Conquests do advance And he this happy Land has chose For our Inheritance Here he resides too and in this All People we excell A signal Token 't is of Love When God with us will dwell In a triumphant state our Lord This Holy Place ascends Loud noise of trumpets all the while Our shouts of joy attends Sing chearful praises to our God Sing Praises to our King He 's Lord of all the Earth his praise With understanding sing He makes the Heathen feel his pow'r And him their Sov'reign own He seats himself upon the Ark As on his Holy Throne Rulers and People at set times Do all assemble here And whilst they worship Abr'ham's God From foes no danger fear God who their safety undertakes Superior is to all His Rule extends o'er those whom men The Earth's Defenders call PSALM XLVIII As the 100 Psalm GReat Praises to the greatest Lord Are due from none so much as those Of his own City in that Mount He for his solemn worship chose For Situation the whole Land None so delightful do's afford Seen Northward of Jerusalem The City of our Mighty Lord. As in a Royal Palace there God keeps his solemn Residence His Divine presence makes it safe No Fort can give it such defence The Forces of Confed ' rate Kings Drew near this City to attack They saw it and like men amaz'd In great Confusion hasted back Terrour and fear seiz'd all their Host No child-bed throws come on so fast Such as the Mariners feel whose ships Tost by fierce Tempests break at last God's City has such wonders seen As heretofore our Fathers told His Mercy which has sav'd us now Will still protect and it uphold Part II. Not trusting to our Arms or Forts We to thy Temple did repair Thought on thy Love and waited there What God would do by humble pray'r Thy Name 's the Lord of Hosts we found Thee so in our Deliverance And all the World thy glorious pow'r In chearful Praises will advance Thy hand for works of Mercy Lord As well as Justice is renown'd Let Sion then begin her Songs Follow'd By Judah's cities round Go round the Holy Mount her Tow'rs Her Palaces and Bullwarks view All are intire and with what Care 'T has been by Heav'n preserved shew Record it too that after times May trust in God whom we have try'd Then he who now our Guard has been Will ever be our God and Guide PSALM XLIX As the 100 Psalm LET all the People round the Earth Their Ears with great attention bow To words that equally concern Both rich and poor both high and low Wise and grave Maxims I lay down And with attention quick and sharp My self will listen while they 're sung To the soft Musick of my Harp Why should the Man who trusts in God Affright himself with needless fear In days of evil when Old Age Approaches or when Death draws near Vain men applaud their Stores yet none His Brother can from dying save Life's purchase is too great no wealth Can buy our freedom from the Grave The Ashes of the Wise and Good With Fools together mingled lie The Rich tho' loth to go must leave The World with all their wealth and die Part II. Some think on houses that they build Their Fame eternally shall stand And to preserve their Memory Give their own Names unto their Land Death levels all their State with Beasts Makes all their splendid Titles fade Yet their posterity approves The Follies and Mistakes they made Driv'n to the Grave like sheep their strength And beauty quite consum'd away They in Death's Fold shall lie â—nclos'd Till the great Resurrection-Day A Day in which the Just shall reign And o'er the Bad Dominion have Then I shall be receiv'd to bliss After I 'm raised from the Grave Be not concern'd when one 's made rich Or honour'd here for when he dies Naked he goes away from hence And stript of all his Glory lies Tho' whilst he liv'd he bless'd himself And other Men are apt to praise His prudent Management who strives His Wealth or Family to raise It 's folly all since he must tread The Path his Fathers went before And in the Place where now he dwells Never see Light or Comfort more Man that to Honour is advanc'd And with true Wisdom is not blest Tho' pleas'd with faise and flatt'ring hopes Shall die and perish like a Beast PSALM XLIX Another Metre ALL People round the Earth your ears With needful list'ning bow My words concern both rich and poor Alike both high and low Wise and grave Maxims I compose And with attention sharp My self will listen whilst they 're sung To my Melodious Harp Wherefore should he that trusts in God Affright himself with fear In evil days to see Old Age Approach or Death draw near Men boast their Stores and yet none can From Death his Brother save Life's purchase is too great to buy Our Freedom from the Grave The Ashes of die wise with fools Together mingled lie The Rich tho' loth must leave the world With all their wealth and die Some think on houses that they build Their Fame shall ever stand And that their Names may not be lost They give them to their Land Death levels all their pomp with beasts Makes all their Titles fade Yet their posterity approves All the mistakes they made Part II. Driv'n to the grave like sheep men's strength And Beauty fades away And there shall lie inclosed till The Resurrection Day Then shall the Just men reign and o'er The Bad Dominion have Then I shall be receiv'd to bliss When raised from the Grave Envy not him that 's glorious here Or rich for when he dies Naked he goes away and stript Of all his Glory lies Tho' whilst he liv'd he bless'd himself And men are apt to praise That prudent Management which wealth And Families do's raise It 's
guide me here And hence to Glory bring There 's none in Heav'n or Earth on whom I can rely like thee When my ' heart and hopes here fail my stay And Portion thou wilt be But those that are from Godestrang'd Or unto Idols bow Shall meet thy fierce displeasure here And utter overthrow God is my chiefest good it 's best To keep to him most nigh His Truth and Mercy I shall praise When I on him rely PSALM LXXIV As the 100 Psalm WIll God for ever cast of those Whom for his own we know he For ever shall his Anger smoak Against his once beloved Flock Let not thy purchase Lord thy Lot So dearly bought be quite forgot But thy old dwelling call to mind Sion to which thou hast been kind Visit with Speed and view with pity The lasting ruines of our City Or in thy Holy House alone What mischief th' Enemy has done Where we were wont thy Name t' adore With rage they impiously roar Their Banners there set up we see In Token of their Viotory As men in lopping off thick boughs So here they freely deal their blows Carv'd work in which such skill wasshown An Axe's stroak at once hews down The House by being God's that claims To be untouch'd they turn to flames And level with the Ground thus lain Is made by wicked hands profane They have design'd such is their spight To root out our Religion quite Our Synagogues for this imploy'd Not one is left but all destroy'd And as if God had left us we No tokens of his Presence see No Prophet now to us do's send To tell us when our woes shall end Part II. How long Lord wilt thou bear with those Who Trust in thee to Scorn expose And hear'st what blasphemies they speak That thou to save us art too weak Why Lord dost thou that hand withdraw That kept thine Enemies in awe Exert thy pow'r and all will see Their Folly who contend with thee We thy Protection seem to claim Of old our King and still the same What strange Salvation in times past Has this Land seen that now lies waste The parted Sea retir'd in haste Ope'ning a way thro' which we pass'd On its return th' Egyptian host Stern as Sea-Monsters all were lost Phar'oh and all his Captains drown'd And spewed out no grave they found But in the Bellies of wild Beasts And Fowls which on them made their feasts From an hard Rock cleft by a Rod Streams flow'd and shew'd the pow'r of God Again a flowing Stream do's stop And a great River's dried up Part III. The Reg'ular changes that we see Of Day and Night were made by thee The proper Light that either needs From Sun and Moon by turns proceeds Th' Earth's Limits and its various Climes Diff'rence of Seasons And of times The Summer's heat and Winter's cold That fruitful this decay'd and old These Changes wisely order'd were So ' are those in our Condition here But Fools still prosp'rous grow so proud They now blaspheme thy Name aloud Oh may thy Church thy Turtle-Dove Mournful yet chast thy pity move To Birds of prey expose her not Tho' poor too dear to be forgot Thy Cove'nant made to us respect Can'aan to give and to protect Now all its dwellings doleful lie With rapine fill'd and cruelty O let not the oppress'd complain Their pray'rs and trust in God are vain T' a good estate the helpless poor That they may praise thy Name restore Delay not Lord much less decline To plead our cause since ours is thine For these Fools Scoffs at our distress Reproach thy Providence no less Forget not then th' insulting cries And Tumult of thine Enemies Whose Pride if it unpunish'd go Their insolence will higher grow PSALM LXXV WE 'll never cease to thank our God For his preserving Care For that thy pow'rful help is near Thy wondrous works declare What good men long so much to see When settled in my throne Disorders then shall be reform'd And equal Justice done The Lands Confusions had dissolv'd The people's Hearts with fear The Pillars of the Government By me supported were The Fools I caution'd not to be So madly insolent Nor stifly proud as if t' outbrave Ev'n Heav'n it self they meant Promotion comes not from this Coast Nor that by lucky chance God the great Sov'reign puts one down Another to advance He deals out plagues to men his hand Pours out a dreadful Cup Full of strange mixture and with sad Ingredients made up Some bitter drops the good may tast But God reserved hath For wicked men the bottom dregs And larger draughts of wrath But I will celebrate and sing For ever Lord thy praise And more cut off the wicked's pow'r And that of good men raise PSALM LXXVI As the 100 Psalm NOne knows like Judah God so well Nor his Renown like Israel Jerusalem's his place of rest And Sion's with his Presence blest There lay the Arrows broke the shield The Sword and Arm that did it wield Thou for the Slaughters of that day Art more renown'd than Hills of prey They that with courage us'd t' invade Themselves a prey to us are made Seiz'd with death's sleep which none withstands Their mighty men could find no hands Chariots and Horse their ruine prov'd Both at thy check remain'd unmov'd When God is wroth men think in vain Courage or Conquests to maintain When he from Heav'n his Sentence pass'd And rose to save the meek in haste Th' approach our foes with terrour fill'd And all their rage becalm'd and still'd Thus man's outrageous wrath and spite Raises God's praise t' a greater height All whose remains not yet express'd Shall at his pleasure be suppress'd Vow then to God as well as pray And what you vow with conscience pay Let all around their presents bring T' express their fear of this great King Men's height no privilege can plead He 'll humble them or strike them dead Monarchs that to the world give Law Before him stand with trembling awe PSALM LXXVII As the 100 Psalm IN my distress my pray'rs and cries To God that heard me I renew'd And in the Night when others rest With hands spread out to him I su'd All comfort I refus'd my thoughts Of God how kind h' had been before And what our Miseries now were Disturb'd and overwhelm'd me more Mine Eyes to sleep I could not close Tho' grief had lock'd my Lips up fast All I could do was to recount Thy wonders wrought in Ages past I call'd to mind the Songs of Praise I made from former dangers free'd Debated with my self how well God's past and present ways agre'ed Will God said I quite call us off Nor follow us with one kind thought Are all his Springs of Goodness dry And must his promise stand for nought Has Mercy lain so long difus'd That God to shew it has forgot Or 's so provok'd our Miseries To look on but regard them not This pain'd me sore that such a
pow'r If God will me defend My Feet his paths shall tread my Life I 'll in his service spend PSALM LVII LOrd since I trust in thee alone Mercy to me extend I fly for Shelter to thy wings Till all my troubles end To him whose pow'r is over all In my distress I 'll cry Since thou hast sav'd me heretofore Thy help will still be nigh He will employ his heav'nly aids And save me by his Pow'r Put those to shame who would my Life With greedy haste devour God's Mercy and his Truth 's engag'd For my security Tho' rather among cruel Beasts Than Men inclos'd I lie They breath mere flames their teeth are spears Their tongue a sharpned sword Exalt thy self ' bove Heav'n and Earth In my Deliv'rance Lord. When with the Fowlers treach'rous Arts My ruine was prepar'd Their Pits occasion'd their own fall Their Gins themselves insnar'd My heart O God is now prepar'd And this my Tongue shall raise Which with my Harp shall early sing A Consort to thy Praise The Great Salvation thou hast wrought I 'll to the World proclaim The scattered Nations shall assist My Songs to spread thy same Thy Mercy reaches to the Heav'ns Thy Truth unto the Skies Then let thy Glories Lord above Both Earth and Heaven rise PSALM LVIII As the 100 Psalm YE that administer affairs And Judges in great councils sit Do ye just Sentences pronounce And Righteous Men with care acquit So far from this when all things should In equal Balances be weigh'd You practise open Violence By your corrupt affections sway'd But 't is no wonder since you were Deprav'd almost as soon as born A wicked brood train'd up to lye To flatter and all Truth to scorn Your venom'd Tongues strike at my Life No Serpent deadlier poyson bears To all true Information deaf The Asp it 's said thus stops her ears In vain on that which will not hear Charmers employ their Magick-skill And all reproofs on you are lost Who are unjust by Stubborn will But tho' there 's nothing can correct Yet Lord their wickedness disarm When they like Lions fiercely rage Leave them no pow'r to do me harm Part II. May all the wicked's power fail Like hasty show'rs as quickly spent Their Arrows prove like broken reeds When e'er their Bow 's for Mischief bent Like Snails so let them melt away Or those untimely births begun With painful throes the Mothers feel Which die before they see the Sun You 're ready to devour the poor Like thorns prepar'd to seeth a pot When by a furious Tempest rais'd All 's swept away before it 's hot This Righteous Veng'ance shall provoke The Joys and Triumphs of the Good As o'er the slain with Victory They pass and dip their feet in blood And all that see it will confess That God men's actions do's regard And will not fail as they deserve Either to punish or reward PSALM LIX As the 100 Psalm LOrd save me from mine Enemies From those that now against me rise Workers of Wickedness whose rage Blood must and onely mine asswage Lo how the mighty Men are met And with strong Guards my house beset To take away my Life they wait Who by no Crime deserve their hate Thou see'st how busily they run And Lord thou know'st I 've nothing done Thou who hast oft my helper been Behold what dangers I am in What 's all their force who thus combine Lord God of Hosts compar'd with thine Spare not these Heathens who profess They 're thine but wickedly transgress When I their Malice scape by Day They come at Evening for their prey Which they like growling Dogs do watch And hunt the City round to catch Their Malice bursts out with their words They talk of naught but death and swords For who say they minds what we do Thou Lord and wilt deride them too Expos'd to all men's Scorn they 'll be Who shall their hopes defeated see Tho' strong they are on God I 'll wait Who will defend me from their hate Part II. My gracious God will now prevent My ruine upon which they re bent And by my strange escape compleat My wish in their as strange defeat I wish not they at once were slain This would be soon forgot again If onely scatter'd and brought low Their lasting shame thy pow'r would show Since their audacious Blasphemies Their Execrations Oaths and lyes Are sins whereof their Mouths are full Just Vengeance on their heads they 'll pull Thus wandring let them pine and waste And perish in thy wrath at last That there 's a God then all will know Who governs every thing below Now let them come as heretofore Watch like a growling Dog my door Or hunt me round in every street A plague like to it let them meet Forc'd like a Dog that fain would eat To wander up and down for meat And pass whole nights in sad complaints That none do's satisfie their wants But whilst they make a howling noise I 'll early raise my praising voice Proclaim God's Care and Providence in straits my refuge and defence I 'll praise thee now my danger 's o'er My strength to whom I pray'd before Thy Mercy ever sing and shew To which my Life and Safety 's due PSALM LX. IN just displeasure for our sins Deserted we have lain Our pow'rs all broken and dispers'd Lord turn to us again Our Land by sad Divisions torn Do's strange Convulsions feel The Breaches by our Folly made Thy hand can onely heal So heavy have our sorrows been And such amazement wrought As if of deadly wine w 'had drank A stupifying draught But God his promise to fulfill An Ensign do's advance To which the Righteous may repair And find deliverance That thy beloved may obtain A Saviour in their need In answer to my servent pray'rs Thy timely succours speed Part II. God's sacred promise pass'd now makes My hopes depend on thee The Land that round Samaria lies Submits it self to me The rest of Israel's Tribes unite To own my righteous Cause Ephraim's my chiefest strength for War Judah supports my Laws Moab and Edom as vile slaves To serve me will be glad Philistia meet her conqu'ring Lord And to his Triumphs add Who then will lead me to that Hold On Edom's Frontiers lies So strongly fenc'd ' gainst all assaults Which all my force defies The Lord will do 't who heretofore Refus'd our Arms to bless He 'll undertake our conduct now And crown it with Success Man's weakness helps in vain may we Thine aids in trouble meet Our hands shall do â—reat acts our foes Lie conquer'd at our feet PSALM LXI As the 100 Psalm REgard O Lord my pray'r and cry Tho' fore'd to fly in this distress T' th' utmost corner of the Land Yet thou canst hear and help no less My heart 's with sorrow overwhelm'd Be thou to me a safe retreat Where plac'd above my foes and fears I may enjoy a quiet Seat In all assaults thou
are and to reproach Thy Promise they intend As if with David's ruin'd house His Kingdom now should end But still we 'll hope in thee tho' scorn'd And praise thee tho' opprest And evermore will say Amen Amen the Lord be blest PSALM XC As the 100 Psalm LORD every Age and Race has seen Thou hast our help and refuge been Ere that the Mountains had a Birth Or ever thou hadst form'd the Earth Thou hadst a being long before And shalt abide when time 's no more Thy first Decree ' gainst man was just Bidding him Turn again to Dust A thousand years if we could stay In life so long is but a day Compar'd with thee and in thy sight Like the short watches of the night Death like an overslowing stream Sweeps us away our Life 's a Dream As flow'rs i' th' morning fresh and fair Cut down era night and withered are Thine Anger and our Wickedness Makes the short term of Nature less And thus our years t' an end are brought As swiftly as a Breath or Thought Our Age to seventy years is set If to another stage we get And unto Fourscore years arrive We rather sigh and groan than live Part II. Lord who with due reflection hath Thought on the terrours of thy wrath Wrath that is equal to our dread And strikes so often sinners dead Oh that the sense of our last end Th' uncertainties this Life attend May more excite our fear of thee And a wise care of Piety When Lord shall thy displeasure cease When wilt thou give our troubles ease Now we are humble and repent Shew pity to us and relent Oh let that Mercy come at last We long impatiently to tast And in proportion to our tears Let Gladness crown our future years Since Acts of Grace thy Glory are And please thee most do thou appear In these to us and to our Race Shew us the Beauties of thy Face Afford thy Light to guide our way That we may never go astray All our good undertakings bless And prosper with desir'd success PSALM XC Another Metre LORD every Age and Race has seen Thou hast our Refuge been Ere that the Mountains had a birth Or thou hadst form'd the Earth Thou wast when nothing was before Wilt be when time 's no more Thy first Decree ' gainst Man was just Thou saidst Return to Dust A Life prolong'd t' a thousand years One Day to thee appears As the short watches of the Night Which slept away we slight Hurrid away by Death's swift stream We vanish like a dream Ere Night thus flow'rs i' th' morning fair Cut down and withered are Thine Anger and our Wickedness Makes Life's short term still less And thus our years t' an end are brought Swift as a Breath or Thought Our Age to seventy years is set If forward still we get And unto Fourscore years arrive We rather sigh than live Part II. Lord who with due reflection hath Thought on thy pow'rfull wrath Wrath that is equal to our dread And ost strikes sinners dead O that our Lives that swiftly spend And sense of our last end May more excite our fear of thee And care of Piety When Lord shall thy displeasure cease When give our troubles ease Now we are humble and repent Shew pity and relent O let that Mercy come at last Our longing souls would tast And in proportion to our tears Joys crown our future years Since Acts of Pow'r and Mercy are Thy Glory Lord appear In these to us and to our Race Shew us thy beauteous Face Afford thy Light to guide our way Never to go astray All our good undertakings bless And prosper with success PSALM XCI As the 100 Psalm HE that has God for his Retreat Has gain'd a safe and quiet Seat For God's o'er-spreading Providence Will like a shade be his defence To him as to my Fort I 'll fly On him my pow'rful God rely When noisome Plagues infect the Air He 'll save thee from the secret Snare His Care like Wings shall Safety yield His faithfull Promise be thy Shield So that no dangers of the night Shall seize thee with a sudden fright Plagues that like pois'ned Arrows kill And all a-round with Slaughter fill Walking unseen both night and day Shall miss their aim or balk their way Thousands shall fall on every hand And thou the while unhurt shalt stand And onely with thine eyes shalt see What shall the wicked's portion be Part II. Since thou hast made the Lord most High Thy Refuge and Security No evil shall thy peace molest No plague thy dwelling shall infest Blest Angels charg'd to guard thy way To thee shall kind attendance pay These in their hands shall thee support Lest thou shouldst stumble to thy hurt The Lion thou mayst safely meet Tread th' Asp and Dragon under feet Since he has set his Love on me From danger I will set him free Because he knows and fears my Name I 'll honour him and raise his Fame When he invokes me in his need I 'll hear and answer him with speed When he 's in trouble I 'll stand by To save and set him up on High Give him long Life and when that 's done Will shew him my Salvation PSALM XCI Another Metre HE who makes God his sure retreat Has gain'd a quiet seat For God's o'er-shadowing Providence Will be his safe defence To him as to my Fort I 'll fly On him my God rely He 'll save thee from the secret snare When Plagues infect the Air. His Care like Wings will safety yield His Promise be thy Shield So shall no dangers of the Night Seize thee with sudden fright Plagues that like poison'd Arrows kill And all with slaughter fill Walking unseen both Night and Day Shall miss or balk their way Thousands shall fall on every hand Whilst thou unhurt shalt stand And what the Wicked's fate will be Onely thine Eyes shall see Part II. Because thou 'st chose the Lord most high For thy security No evil shall thy peace molest Nor plague thy House infest Blest Angels charg'd to guard thy way Will kind attendance pay These in their Hands shall thee support From stumbling to thy hurt Safe th' Asp and Dragon thou mayst meet Tread Lions under feet Since he has set his Love on me From harm I 'll set him free Because he knows and fears my Name I will advance his Fame When he invokes me in his need I 'll answer him with speed In straits to save him I 'll be nigh And set him up on high And when a good old age is past Bring him to Heav'n at last PSALM XCII O What a pleasant work it is To praise the Lord above Morning and Evening to proclaim His Faithfulness and Love Sweet Notes of Instruments to joyn With an harmonious voice Thy gracious dealings with me Lord Have made me to rejoice Great are thy Works and thy Designs Contain the deepest sense Tho' wicked men and Fools mistake Thy