his Guide Nor shall his Feet in slippery places slide Men seek his blood but God defends nor shall He by the sentence of the Wicked fall Wait on the Lord nor his straight paths transgress And evermore this pregnant Soil possess But those who in iniquity delight Shall be cut off and perish in thy sight The Wicked I have seen in wealth to flow Exceed in power and like a Laurel grow Yet vanish hence as he had never been I sought him but he was not to be seen Observe the perfect and the pure of heart They die in peace and happily depart But the Ungodly are at once cut down And perish without pity or renown The Lord is the salvation of the Just Their strength in trouble since in him they trust Will those assist who on his aid depend Deliver and from impious Foes defend PSALM XXXVIII NOT in thy wrath against me rise Nor in thy fury Lord chastise Thy Arrows wound Nail to the Ground Thy hand upon me lies No Limb from pain and anguish free Because I have incensed thee Nor rest can take My bones so ake Such sin abounds in me Like Billows they my head transcend Beneath their heavy load I bend My Ulcers swell Corrupt and smell Of Folly the sad end Perplext in mind I pine away And mourning waste the tedious day My Flesh no more Then all one Sore All parts at once decay Much broken all my strength o're-thrown Through anguish of my Soul I groan Lord thou dost see My thoughts and me My Sighs to thee are known My sad Heart pants my nerves relent My Sight grows dim and to augment My miseries All my Allies And Friends themselves absent Who seek my life their Snares extend Their wicked thoughts on Mischief bend Calumniate And lye in wait To bring me to my end But I as deaf to them appear As mute as if I tongueless were My passion rul'd Like one that could At all not speak nor hear Because my hopes on thee relye My God I said O hear my cry Lest they should boast Who hate me most And in my ruin joy For O! I droop with struggling spent My thoughts are on my sorrows bent My sins excess I will confess In show'rs of tears repent My foes are full of strength and pride Who causeless hate are multiply'd Who good with ill Repay would kill Because I just abide Depart not Lord O pitty take Nor me in my extreames forsake Salvation Is thine alone Hast to my succour make PSALM XXXIX I Said I will my wayes observe Lest I should swerve With Bit and Reins my Tongue keep in Too prone to Sin Nor to their Calumnie reply Who glory in Im pi e ty I like a Statue silent stood Dumb even to good My Sorrows boyling in my breast Exil'd my rest But when my Heart incenst with wrong Grew hot I gave my Grief a tongue Of those few days I have to spend And my last End Inform me Lord that I may so My Frailty know My time is made short as a Span As nothing is the Age of man Man nothing is but Vanitie Though thron'd on high Walks like a shadow and in vain Turmoils with pain He heaps up wealth with wretched care Yet knows not who shall prove his Heir Lord what expect I thou the Scope Of all my Hope Him from his loath'd Transgressions free Who trusts in Thee Nor O subject me to the Rule And proud derision of a Fool With silence since thy Will was such I suffered much O now forbear lest instant Death Force my faint breath When thou dost with thy Rod chastise Offending man his courage dies His Beauty wasted like a cloth Gnawn by the Moth Himself a short-liv'd vanitie And born to dye Lord to my Prayers incline thine Ear And thy afflicted Servant hear Nor these salt rivers of mine Eyes My God despise A Stranger as my Fathers were I sojourn here O let me gather strength before I pass away and be no more PSALM XL. FOr God I patiently did look He to my crys inclin'd his Ear And when invironed with fear From that Abyss of horror took Drew from the Mud and on a Rock Establish'd to indure the shock Then did into my mouth convey Songs of his Praise un-sung before Many shall see with fear adore And trusting in th' Almighty say Who on the Lord depend are blest Who Liers and the Proud detest Many and full of wonder are The Works O Lord which Thou hast wrought What Thou to raise our joyes hast thought O who in order can declare 'T were lost endeavour to express Their number that are numberless Thou Gifts nor Offerings dost desire But pierced hast thy Servants ear To Thee Oblations are not dear Nor Sacrifice consum'd with fire Then said I Lo I come thus it Is of me in Thy Volume writ Thy Laws are written in my Heart My Joy Thy Pleasure to fulfil I in the great Assembly still Thy Righteousness to all impart My lips are unrestrain'd by me Which Lord is only known to Thee Thy Justice I have not conceal'd Within the closure of my breast But Thy Fidelity profest And saving health at large reveal'd Amidst the Congregation Thy constant Truth and Mercy shown Withdraw not Lord thy long'd for Aid With Truth and Mercy still inclose For O! innumerable woes On every side my Soul invade So changed with Iniquities That they ev'n blind my fearful eyes In number they my hairs exceed My fainting heart pants in my breast Be pleas'd to succour the Distrest And Lord deliver me with speed Let shame at once confound them all That seek my Soul and plot my fall Be they repulst with Infamy Who persecute with deadly hate Deservedly left desolate Who Ha Ha! in derision cry Let all who seek thy Help rejoyce And praise Thee with a cheerful Voice Let them who thy Salvation love Still say The Lord be magnifi'd Though I be poor and cast aside Yet he regards me from above My Safety my Deliverer No longer thy relief defer PSALM XLI WHo duly shall the Poor regard Hath his Reward The Lord in time of Trouble shall Prevent his fall He shall among the Living rest And with the Earths increase be blest Lord render him not up to those Who are his Foes When he in sorrow languisheth Near unto Death Let him by Thee be comforted And in his Sickness make his bed I said O Lord thy Mercy show And Health bestow For O! my Soul the lothsome stains Of Sin retains My Foes have said When shall he die And yet out-live his Memory â—f any visit they devise Deceitful Lies Their hollow Hearts with Mischief load Divulg'd abroad Who hate me whisper and contrive How they may swallow me alive Behold say they this Punishment From Heav'n is sent He from the bed whereon he lies Shall never rise Yea even my Friend my Confident My Guest his heel against me bent But Lord thy Mercy I
Judgement his great Power affects Yet by Equity directs These celestial Twins imbrace These reflect on Iacobs Race O how holy above all Honour at his Foot-stool fall Moses Aaron heretofore Among those who Mitres wore Samuel by Vow desir'd Among those who were inspir'd These to him their Prayers preferr'd These by him as soon were heard These his Statutes rarely brake Unto these th' Almighty spake In the Pillar of a Cloud To his Service ever vow'd He did their Petitions hear Merciful and yet severe The Holy on his Holy Hill Glorifie and worship still PSALM C. ALL from the Suns uprise Unto his Setting Raies Resound in Jubilees The great Jehovah's Praise Him serve alone In triumph bring Your Gifts and sing Before his Throne Man drew from Man his Birth But God his noble Frame Built of the ruddy Earth Fill'd with caelestial Flame His Sons we are Sheep by him led Preserv'd and fed With tender care O to his Portals press In your divine resorts With Thanks his Power profess And praise him in his Courts How good how pure His Mercies last His Promise past For ever sure PSALM CI. OF Justice I and Mercy sing Which Lord from thee their Fountain spring The Graces that adorn a King Grave Wisdom shall my steps direct No Vice my heart nor Roof infect When wilt thou visit thine Elect No pleasure shall mine eyes misguide Who from the Tract of Virtue slide Just Hate shall from my Soul divide Who mischief in their Hearts contrive Delight in Wrong in Factions strive I from my peaceful Court will drive Who hath his Friend with Slander strook I will cut off nor ever brook A proud Heart and a haughty Look Mine Eyes the Faithful shall observe Those in my Family shall serve Who never from pure Virtue swerve But who are exercis'd in Guile Whose Tongues malicious Lies defile I from my Presence will exile And all the Wicked in the Land Will cut off with a timely Hand Nor shall they in Gods City stand PSALM CII ACcept my Prayers nor to the Cry Of my Afflictions stop thine Ear Lord in the time of Misery And sad restraint serene appear The Sighings of my Spirit hear And when I call with speed reply As Smoak so fleets my Soul away My marrow dry'd as Hearths with heat My heart struck down like withered Hay Through Sorrow I forsake my meat While meagre cares my Liver eat The clinging Skin my Bones display Like Desert-haunting Pelicans In Cities not less desolate Like Screech-Owls who with ominous strains Disturb the Night and day-light hate A Sparrow which hath lost his Mate And on a Pinacle complains Reviling Foes my Honour blast And frantick men my ruin swear For Bread I roll'd-on ashes tast Each drop I drink mixt with a tear For Lord O who thy Wrath can bear Thou raisest and dost head-long cast My Dayes short as the Evening shade As Morning dew consume away As Gâ—ass cut down with Sithes I fade Or like a flower crop'd yesterday But Lord thou suffer'st no decay Thy Promises shall never vade For thou shalt from thy Rest arise Since now th' appointed time draws near And look on Sions miseries Her Walls and batter'd Buildings rear Whose ruins to thy Saints are dear For they her Dust as sacred prise Thy Name then shall the Gentiles praise All Kings thy Honour celebrate For when the Lord shall Sion raise His Glory shall ascend in State So prone to hear the Desolate And succour them in all assaies Unto eternal Memory Our Histories shall this record And all that are created by His pow'rful Hand shall fear the Lord Who doth such Grace to his afford And on the Earth looks from on high To hear the pensive Captives grone The Sons of Death by him unbound His Name again in Sion known That Salem may his Praise resound When in his Service all the Round Of Earth shall there be joyn'd in one Yet Lord amidst these Hopes thou hast Consum'd my strength abridg'd my years Before my Noon of Life be past Let me not die thus drown'd in tears Time wasts not thee which all out-wears Thy happy Daies for ever last Thou mad'st the Earth thou didst display The Heavens in various motion roll'd These and their Glories shall decay But thou shalt thy existence hold They like a Garment shall grow old And in their changes pass away But thou art still the same before The World and after shalt remain You blessed Souls who God adore With Patient Hope your harms sustain For you shall prosper in his Reign And yours subsist for evermore PSALM CIII MY Soul and all my Faculties Jehovah praise sing till the Skies Re-eccho his ascending Fame My Soul O celebrate his Name Nor ever let the memory Of his surpassing Favours die He gently pardons our misdeeds And cures the Wounds which inward bleeds Hath from the Chains of Death unbound With Clemency and Mercy crown'd With Food our Hunger he subdues And Eagle-like our Youth renues His Justice he extends to all Oppressors by his Vengeance fall His sacred Paths to Moses shown His Miracles to Israel known From Him the Springs of Mercy flow Swift to forgive to anger slow For he will not for ever chide Nor constant to his Wrath abide But mildly from his Rage relents And shortens our due Punishments For as the Heavens in amplitude Exceed the Centre they include So ample is his Clemency To all who on his Grace rely As far as the bright Orient Is distant from the Suns Descent So far he sets from his Aspect Their Guilt who him with fear affect And as a Father to his Child So soft so quickly reconcil'd He knows the Fabrick of us all That dust is our Original Man flourisheth like Grass a Flower That blows and withers in an hour By scorching heat by blasting Wind Deflower'd and leaves no print behind But his firm Mercy shall imbrace His Saints for ever and their Race Those who his equal Laws fulfill Remember and perform his Will In Heaven the great Jehovah reigns And governs all that Earth contains You Angels who in strength exceed Who him obey with winged speed You ordred Hosts of radiant Stars O you his flaming Ministers All whom his Wisdom did create Through his large Empire celebrate His glorious Name with sweet accord Joyn thou my Soul to praise the Lord. PSALM CIV MY ravish'd Soul great God thy praises sings Whom Glory circles with her radiant Wings And Majesty invests then Day more bright Cloth'd with the beams of new-created Light He like an all-infolding Canopy Fram'd the vast concave of the spangled Skie And in the Air-imbraced Waters set The Basis of his hanging Cabinet Who on the Clouds as on a Chariot rides And with a reign the flying Tempest guides Bright Angels his attendant Spirits made By flame-dispersing Seraphims obey'd The ever-fixed Earth cloth'd with the Flood In whose calm bosome unseen Mountains stood At his rebuke it shrunk with
only Hope of those Who thee with Holy Zeal adore Whose all-protecting Arms inclose Their Safety who thy Aid implore PSALM IV. THou Guardian of my Truth and me That from these straits hast set me free O hear my Pray'r Be I Thy Care For Mercy lives in Thee You Sons of Men how long will you Eclipse my Glory and pursue Lov'd Vanities Delight in Lies To Man to God untrue Know God my innocence hath blest And will with soveraignty invest His gentle Ear Prepar'd to hear My never vain request Sin not but fear surcease and try Your Hearts as on your Beds you lie Pure gifts present With pure intent And place your hopes on high But Earthly Minds false Wealth admire And toil with uncontrol'd desire With clear aspect Thy Beams reflect And Heavenly Thoughts inspire O let my Joy exempt from Fears Their Joys transcend when Autumn bears His pleasant Wines On clustred Vines And Grain-replenish'd Ears Now shall the peaceful hand of Sleep In heavenly Dew my senses steep Whom thy large wings O King of Kings In shades of Safety keep PSALM V. TO hear me Lord be thou inclin'd My thoughts O ponder in thy mind And let my cryes acceptance find Thou hear'st my Morning Sacrifice To thee before the Day-Star Rise My Pray'rs ascend with stedfast eyes Thou lov'st no vice none dwells with thee Nor glorious Fools thy Beauty see All Sin-defil'd detested be â—â—ars shall sink beneath thy hate â—ho thirst for Blood and weave deceit â—hy Rage shall swiftly ruinate I to thy Temple will repair Since Infinite thy Mercies are And thee adore with Fear and Prayer My God conduct me by thy Grace For many have my Soul in chase Set thy strait Paths before my Face False are their Tongues their Hearts are hollow Like gaping sepulchres they swallow â—â—wn and betray even those they follow With Vengeance girt these Rebels round In their own counsels them confound Since their Transgressions thus abound Joy they with an exalted Voice That trust in thee who guard'st thy Choice Let those who love thy Name rejoyce Thy Blessings shall in show'rs descend Thy favour as a shield defend All those who righteousness intend PSALM VI. LOrd thy deserved Wrath asswage Nor punish in thy burning Ire Let Mercy mitigate thy Rage Before my fainting Life expire O heal my Bones with anguish ake My pensive Heart with sorrow worn How long wilt thou my soul forsake O pity and at length return O let thy Mercies comfort me And thy afflicted Servant save Who will in death remember thee Or praise thee in the silent Grave Vext by insulting enemies My Groans disturb the peaceful Night My Bed wash'd with my streaming Eyes Through Grief grown old and dim of sight All you of wicked life depart The Lord my God hath heard my cry He will recure my wounded Heart And turn my Tears to tides of Joy Who hate me let dishonour wound Let fear their guilty souls affright With shame their haughty looks confound And let them vanish from my sight PSALM VII O Thou that art my Confidence And strong Defence From those who my sad fall intend Great God defend Lest Lion like if none controul They tear my perse cuted Soul If I am guilty if there be Deceit in me If Ill I ever to my Friend Did but intend Or rather have not succour'd those Who were my undeserved foes Let them my stained Soul pursue With hate subdue Let their proud feet in Triumph tread Upon my head My life out of her mansion thrust And lay my Honour in the dust Against my dreadful Enemies Great God arise Just Judge thy sleeping Wrath awake And Vengeance take Then all shall Thee adore alone O King of Kings ascend thy Throne Judge thou my Foes as I am free So judge thou me Declare thou my integrity For thou dost try The Heart and Reins The Just defend The Malice of the Wicked end God is my Shield he help imparts To sincere hearts The Good Protects but menaceth The Bad with Death Nor will unless they change relent He whets his Sword his Bow is bent Dire Instruments prepared hath Of deadly Wrath And will at those who persecute swift Arrows shoot Who wicked thoughts conceiv'd now great With Mischief travel hatch Deceit Who digg'd a pit first fell therein Caught by his Sin On his own head his outrage shall Like ruins fall But I O thou eternal King Will of thy Truth and Justice sing PSALM VIII LOrd how Illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame Thy Glory thou hast set on high Above the Marble-arched Sky The wonders of thy Power thou hast In Mouths of Babes and Sucklings plac'd That so thou might'st thy Foes confound And who in malice most abound When I pure Heav'n thy Fabrick see The Moon and Stars dispos'd by thee O what is Man or his frail Race That thou shouldst such a Shadow grace Next to thy Angels most renown'd With Majesty and Glory crown'd The King of all thy Creatures made That all beneath his feet hath laid All that on Dales or Mountains feed That shady Woods or Deserts breed What in the Airy Region glide Or through the rowling Ocean slide Lord how illustrious is thy Name Whose Pow'r both Heav'n and Earth proclame PSALM IX THee will I praise with Heart and Voice Thy wondrous Works aloud resound In thee O Lord will I rejoyce Thy Name with Zealous Praises Crown'd My Foes fell by inglorious flight Before thy terrible Aspect Thy powerful Hands support my Right Thou Judgement justly dost direct The Proud are faln the Heathen fly Oblivion shall their names Intomb Destruction O thou Enemy Hath now reciev'd a final Doom Thou Towns and Cities hast destroy'd Their memory with them decayes But God for ever shall abide And high his Throne of Justice raise A righteous Scepter shall extend And Judgement distribute to all He will oppressed Souls defend That in the time of Trouble call Who know thy Name in thee will trust Thou never wilt forsake thine Own Praise Sions King O praise the Just And make his noble Actions known Blood sâ—apes not his revenging Hand He vindicates the Poor mans Cause Lord my insulting Foes withstand And draw me from Deaths greedy Jaws That I may in the Royal Gate Of Sions Daughter raise my Voice Thy ample Praises celebrate And in thy saving health rejoice They faln into the Pit they made Are caught in Nets themselves prepar'd The Lord his Judgements hath display'd The Wicked in their works insnar'd The Wicked down to Hell shall sink And all that do the Lord disdain But God will on the Needy think Nor shall the Poor expect in vain Lord let nor Man prevail arise Th' Insulting Heathen judge O then Let trembling Fear their heart surprize That they may know they are but Men. PSALM X. WIthdraw not O my God my guide In time of
with joy shall lead along Eterniz'd in a Nuptial Song And with renew'd Applauses bring Unto the Palace of the King Thou in thy Royal Fathers place Of Sons shalt see a numerous Race Who over all the Earth shall sway While the cleer Sun directs the Day My Song shall celebrate thy Name And to the World divulge thy Fame PSALM XLVI GOd is our Refuge our strong Tow'r Securing by his Mighty Pow'r When Dangers threaten to devour Thus Arm'd no fears shall chill our blood Though Earth no longer stedfast stood And shook her Hills into the flood Although the troubled Ocean rise In foaming billows to the Skies And Mountains shake with horrid noise Clear streams purl from a Crystal Spring Which Gladness to Gods City bring The Mansion of th' eternal King He in her Centre takes his place What Foe can her fair Towers deface Protected by his early Grace Tumultuary Nations rose And armed Troops our walls inclose But his fear'd Voice unnerv'd our Foes The Lord of Hosts is on our side The God by Iacob magnifi'd Our Strength on whom we have reli'd Come see the wonders he hath wrought Who hath to desolation brought Those Kingdoms which our ruin fought He makes destructive War surcease The Earth deflowr'd of her Increase Restores with universal Peace He breaks their Bows unarms their Quivers The bloody Speer in pieces shivers Their Chariots to the Flame delivers Forbear and know that I the Lord Will by all Nations be ador'd Prais'd with unanimous accord The Lord of Hosts is on our side The God by Iacob magnifi'd Our Strength on whom we have reli'd PSALM XLVII LEt all in sweet accord Clap Hands their Voices raise In Honour of the Lord And loudly sing his praise Who from a bove Dire Lightning flings The King of kings Of all that move who le Nations of our Foes Beneath our Feet hath thrown A fair Possession chose For us that are his Own The dignitie Of Israel Belov'd so well By the most High In Triumph God ascends With Trumpet shrill and Shalmes Praise him who his defends O praise our King with Psalms For God is King Of all the Earth With sacred Mirth His Praises sing God o're the Heathen reigns Sits on his Holy Throne All whom the Earth sustains Shall worship him alone His Shield extends In their Defence His Excellence All height transcends PSALM XLVIII THe Lord is most Majesticall Most highly to be prais'd by all Within the City of our God And Mansion blest by his abode Fair Sion hath a pleasant Site Of Earth the Beauty and Delight Upon the North-side bordering The City of the Mighty King God dwells within her lofty Towers Secur'd from all assailing Powers Conspiring Kings her ruin sought Who armed Troops before her brought At once they saw admir'd and fled Their hearts surpriz'd with sudden Dread Such fear such pangs possest our foes As women suffer in their Throws At thy command black Eurus rores And spreads his wracks on Tharsian shores We what we heard our Fathers tell Have seen who in this City dwell The City of our God which Hee Shall ever from destruction free Thy Favours Lord with Thankfulness We in thy Temple still profess As is thy Name thou God of Might So are thy Praises infinite And stretch to Earths remotest Bound Thy Hand for Justice far renown'd O Sion Iudah's Diadem You Daughters of Ierusalem Unite your Joys and glory in His Judgement which your eyes have seen Go walk the Round of Sion tell Her Towers observe her Bulwarks well On her fair Buildings cast thine eye Declare it to Posteritie For God will still our God remain And us unto our Last sustain PSALM XLIX ALL you who dwell upon the foodful Earth Both Rich and Poor of base and noble birth Attend my Tongue deep wisdom shall impart And knowledge from the fountain of my heart I unto light dark Parables will bring And to my solemn Harp Aenigmaes sing In Misery and Age why should I fear When Sin pursues my steps and Death draws near O you who Riches as your God adore And glory in your scarce possessed Store Who can redeem his Brother for one Day Or to the Lord his high-prais'd Ransome pay For O not all the Gold which Streams conceal Or Hills inclose can banish'd Life repeal That he might live unto Eternitie Nor in the Earths corrupting Entrails lye They see the Wise and Fools to Death descend While others their congested treasures spend Yet hoping to perpetuate their fame Proud Structures raise and call them by their name But Man in honour is a Vanitie That fleets away and as a Beast must die In this vain course they circularly move And their Posterity their words approve Death shall as Sheep devour them in the Dust Till that great Day subject them to the Just. Their Strength and Beauty shall to nothing wast All naked from their sumptuous Houses cast But God shall from the greedy Sepulchre My Soul redeem and to his Joys prefer Despair not when a man grows Opulent And that the Glories of his House augment For with his thread of Life his Riches end Nor shall his Honours with his Soul descend Though here he live in luxury and ease And those are prais'd who their own Genius please Yet as his Fathers he shall set in Night Nor ever rise to see the cheerful Light Man high in honour whose ignoble breast No knowledge holds shall perish like a beast PSALM L. THe God of gods Jehovah shall convent All from the Orient to the Suns descent From Sions Towers of Beauty the Divine And full Perfection shall his Glory shine Nor silent comes devouring flames before And round about him horrid Tempests rore The righteous Judge to judge his People shall High Heav'n and conscious Earth to witness call Assemble all my Saints who with one mind My Testaments with Sacrifice have sign'd Then thund'ring Skie shall make his Justice known When he our God ascends his Judgements Throne My People hear Thy God O Israel Will thee convince and thy Transgressions tell I blame not thy unfrequent Sacrifice Nor fumes which rarely from my Altars rise I from thy Stall will take no well-fed Steer Nor from thy Folds a Male-goat of that year For all are Mine that Woods or Deserts breed And Herds which on a thousand mountains feed â— know all Fowl which Hill or Valleys yield And number all the Cattel of the Field Will I if hungry unto Thee complain When all is Mine which Sea and Land contain Will I eat flesh of Bulls or canst thou think That I the blood of shaggy Goats will drink A thankful heart upon my Altar lay And righteous Vows to high Jehovah pay Then call on me in trouble I will raise Thy Soul from Death and thou my Name shall praise But O thou Hypocrite Dar'st thou explain My Law My Covenants with thy lips prophane That scorn'st instruction dost my Word
I Vices should affect Would not He my Prayers reject But the Lord my Prayers hath heard Which my tongue with tears preferr'd Sourâ—e of Mercy be Thou blest That hast granted my Request PSALM LXVII LOrd show'r on us thy Grace Inrich with Gifts divine Let thy illustrious Face Upon thy Servants shine That all below The arched Skie May Thee and thy Salvation know Let all thy Praise rehearse With one united Voyce Sing in melodious Verse Eternally rejoyce Thy Power obey Whose Justice shall Dispose of All All Scepters sway Let all extol thy Worth Then shall the smiling Earth Her pleasant fruits bring forth Nor ever mourn in Dearth We who implore Thy Blessings find And all Mankind With fear adore PSALM LXVIII LEt God the God of Battail rise And scatter his proud Enemies O let them flee before his face Like smoak which driving tempests chace As Wax dissolves with scorching Fire So perish in his burning Ire But let the Just with joy abound In joyful Songs his Praise resound Who riding on the rowling Sphears The Name of great Jehovah bears Before his Face your joys express A Father to the fatherless He wipes the tears from Widows eyes The single Plants in Families Inlarging those who late were bound While Rebels starve on thirsty Ground When he our numerous Army led And march'd through Deserts full of dread Heaven melted and Earths Centre shook With his majestick Presence strook When Israels God in Clouds came down High Sinai bow'd his trembling Crown He in th' approach of meager Dearth With show'rs refresht the fainting Earth Where his own Flock in safety fed The Needy unto plenty led By Him we conquer Virgins sing Our Victories and Timbrels sing He Kings with their vast Armies foils While women share their wealthy spoils You who among the Pots have lain In Soot and Smoak shall shine again Bright as the silver-feather'd Dove Whose wings with golden Splendor move When he the Kings had overthrown Our Land like snowy Salmon shone Gods Mountain Bashans Mount transcends Though he his many Heads extends Why boast you so ye meaner Hills God with his Glory Sion fills This his beloved Residence Nor ever will depart from hence His Chariots twenty thousand were Which Myriads of Angels bear He in the midst as when he crown'd High Sinai's sanctified ground Lord Thou thy Self hast rais'd on high Thou captivat'st Captivity Deck'd with the trophees of his Foes The gifts receiv'd on his bestows Reducing those who did rebell That both might in his Sion dwell O praised be the God of gods Who his with daily blessings loads The God of our Salvation On whom our hopes depend alone The Controverse of Life and Death Is arbitrated by his Breath He on their heads his Foes shall wound Their hairy scalps whose sins abound And in their trespasses proceed Thus spake Jehovah Iacobs Seed I will from Bashan bring again And through the bottom of the Main That Dogs may lap their enemies blood And they wade through a crimson Flood We in thy Sanctuary late My God my King beheld thy State The sacred Singers march'd before Who instruments of Musick bore In order followed Every Maid Upon her pleasant Timbrel plaid His Praise in your Assemblies sing You who from Israels Fountain spring Nor little Benjamin alone But Iudah from his Mountain-throne The far removed Zebulun And Naphtali which borders on Old Iordan where his stream dilates Joyn'd all their Powers and Potentates For us his winged Souldiers fought Lord strengthen what thy hand hath wrought He that supports a Diadem To Thee divine Ierusalem Shall in Devotion treasure bring To build the Temple of his King Break through their Pikes the multitude Of Bulls with savage strength indu'd Till they with gifts sweet Peace invite But scatter those whom Wars delight Far off from Sun-burnt Meroë From falling Nilus from the Sea Which beats on the Aegyptian shore Shall Princes come and here adore You Kingdoms through the World renown'd Sing to the Lord his praise resound He who Heavens upper Heaven bestrides And on her aged shoulders rides Whose voice the Clouds asunder rends In Thunder terrible descends O praise his Strength whose Majesty In Israel shines his Power on high He from his Sanctuary throws A trembling horror on his Foes While us his Power and Strength invest O Israel praise the Ever-blest PSALM LXIX LOrd snatch me from the raging Floud Now in deep Eddies almost drown'd That struggle in the yielding mud There where no bottom can be found The rising waves my head surround And with their terrors chill my Bloud Tir'd with complaining hoarse and sore Sight fails my long-expecting Eyes My Hairs are not in number more Than my uninjur'd Enemies The great in wrong against me rise I what I never took restore My God Thou know'st my Innocence Let not the faithful blush for me Traduc'd by slanderous Impudence Nor O! let those that call on Thee Their shame in my Confusion see Since Thou art our profest Defence For Thee I suffer Calumnies To Men become a general scorn Deserted by my near Allies By children of my Mother born Through zeal unto thy Honour worn While thy reproach upon me lies I fasted wept in Sack-cloth mourn'd My anguish in my looks exprest Yet this to my derision turn'd By Drunkards sung at every Feast Even Judges at my sorrow jest My Innocence by slander spurn'd Yet shall my Prayers and Sighs ascend Even in an acceptable hour Thy Mercy gracious Lord extend And save by thy Almighty Power Let not the swallowing mud devour Preserve from such a shameful end Deliver from th' insulting Foe My strugling Feet from sinking keep Let not the Billows overflow Nor Whirl-pits suck into their Deep O pity Thou the Eyes that weep And thy Transcendent Mercy show Hear and redeem without delay Nor in my trouble hide thy Face Lest I become a wretched prey To such as have my Soul in chase My shame indignities disgrace And all their crimes before Thee lay Reproach my bleeding heart hath pierc'd Was ever Sorrow half so great Compassion hath her Eyes averst My Grief no comfort could intreat They gave me bitter Gall to eat And Vinegar to quench my Thirst. O be their board a snare to those Prosperity it self a Bait Their Eyes in clouds of darkness close And let them fall by their own weight Pour on them thy Eternal hate With vengeance multiply their woes In Ruins let their Houses lie None in their silent Tents be found That would whom thou hast smit destroy And wounded Souls with slander wound Let their Iniquities abound Nor ever in thy Mercy joy Their names out of thy Volume blot Nor with the Just inthrone their Daies Though poor to misery begot Yet Thou shalt my dejection raise Then will I celebrate thy Praise My thankful Heart no time shall spot This will Jehovah more delight Than Bulls prepar'd for Sacrifice Their guilded Horns with Garlands
suddain dread And from his voices Thunder swiftly fled Then Hills their late concealed Heads extend And sinking Vallies to their Feet descend The trembling Waters through their bottoms wind Till they the Sea their Nurse and Mother find He to the swelling Waves prescribes a bound Lest Earth again should by their rage be drown'd Springs through the pleasant Medows pour their drills Which Snake-like glide between the bordring Hills Till they to Rivers grow where beasts of prey Their thirst asswage and such as man obey In neighbouring Groves the Ayr 's Musicians sing And with their Musick entertain the Spring He from coelestial Casement showers distills And with renew'd increase his Creatures fills He makes the food-full Earth her fruit produce For Cattel Grass and Herbs for humane use The spreading Vine long purple clusters bears Whose juyce the hearts of pensive Mortals chears Fat Olives smooth our brows with suppling Oyl And strengthning Corn rewards the Reapers toil His Fruit affording trees with sap abound The Lord hath Lebanon with Cedars crown'd They to the warbling Birds a shelter yield And wandring Storks in lofty Fir-trees build Wild Goats to craggy Cliffs for refuge flie And Conies in the Rocks dark entrails lie He guides the changing Moons alternate face The Suns diurnal and his annual Race 'T was he that made the all-informing Light And with dark shadows cloaths the aged Night Then Beasts of prey break from their Mountain Caves The roaring Lion pinch'd with hunger craves Food from his hand But when Heavens greatest Fire Obscures the Stars they to their Dens retire Men with the Morning rise to labour prest Toil all the Day at Night return to rest Great God! how manifold how infinite Are all thy Works with what a clear fore-sight Didst thou create and multiply their birth Thy riches fill the far extended Earth The ample Sea in whose unfathom'd Deep Innumerable sorts of Creatures creep Bright scaled Fishes in her Entrails glide And high-built Ships upon her bosome ride About whose sides the crooked Dolphin plays And monstrous Whales huge spouts of water raise All on the Land or in the Ocean bred On Thee depend in their due season fed They gather what thy bounteous Hands bestow And in the Summer of thy Favour grow When thou contract'st thy clouded Brows they mourn And dying to their former dust return Again created by thy quickning breath To re-supply the Massacres of Death No Tract of Time his Glory shall destroy He in th' Obedience of his Works shall joy But when their wild revolts his Wrath provoke Earth trembles and the airy Mountains smoke I all my life will my Creator praise And to his Service dedicate my Daies May he accept the Musick of my Voice While I with sacred Harmony rejoyce Hence you profane who in your Sins delight God shall extirp and cast you from his Sight My Soul bless thou this all-commanding King You Saints and Angels Hallelujah sing PSALM CV TO God O pay your vows invoke his Name And to the World his noble Acts proclame O sing his praises in immortal Verse And his stupendious Miracles rehearse You Saints rejoyce and glory in his Grace His power adore for ever seek his Face Old Abrahams Seed you Sons of the Elect You Israelites O you who God affect Report the Wonders by his finger wrought When in your cause th' inferiour creatures fought Jehovah rules the many-peopled Earth His judgement known to all of humane birth He never will forget his Promise past His Covenants inviolable last Which he to faithful Abraham made before And after to the holy Isaac swore To Iacob sign'd confirm'd to Israel That their large Off-spring should in Canaan dwell When they but few in number wandered In unknown Regions and their Cattel fed He did their lives from violence protect And for their sakes even mighty Princes checkt Touch not said he my Anointed fear to wrong Those sacred Prophets who to Me belong When raging Famine in these Climates reign'd He broke the Staff of Bread which life sustain'd But Ioseph sent before them sold to save His Brethren by whose envy made a slave There for th' Accusers guilt in prison thrown With galling fetters bound for crimes unknown Try'd with affliction at the time decreed At once by Pharoah both advanc'd and freed He of his Houshold gave him the command And made him Ruler over all his Land His Princes to his government Subjects The prudent Youth grave Senators directs Then aged Iacob into Egypt came And sojourn'd in the fruitful Fields of Ham. God in that Land his people multiply'd Their Foes which now their greater strength envy'd Hate what they fear he alienates their hearts To seek their ruin by deceitful Arts. Then Moses on a sacred Embassie And Aaron sent th' Elect of the most High There wrought his dreadful Wonders from the Isle Of Sea-girt Pharo's to the Falls of Nile He bade Cimmerian darkness dim the Day Th' assembled Vapours his commands obey He their seven chanell'd Waters turn'd to Blood The Fishes strangled in their native Flood Frogs from the slimy Earth in Millions spring And skip about the Chambers of the King All parts with swarms of noisome Flies abound And Lice like quickned dust crawl on the ground He storms of killing Hail for Showers bestows And from the breaking clouds his lightning throws Blasts all the Vines and Fig-trees in the Land The Woods with Tempests torn or naked stand Innumerable Locusts these succeed And Caterpillars on their leavings feed They bite the tender Herb the bud and flower And all the verdure of the Earth Devour Their Strength the First-born slew which fill'd their ears With Female screeches and their hearts with fears Then He the Hebrews out of Goshen brought In able health with Gold and Silver fraught Th' Inhabitants whose tears augment the Nile At their departure Joy and Fear exile A Cloud to shade them from the Sun was spread And Nightly by a flaming Pillar led At their request he sends them showers of Quails And Bread from Heaven like Coriander hails Cleaves the hard Rocks from whence a Fountain flows And unknown Rivers to those Deserts shows For he his sacred Promise call'd to mind To Abraham his Friend and Servant sign'd Thus he his People brought from servitude Whose long-felt miseries in joy conclude From hence the Heathen by our Weapons chac'd And us his sons in their possessions plac'd That from his Statutes we might never swerve O praise the Lord and him devoutly serve PSALM CVI. WIth grateful hearts Jehovahs praise resound In goodness great whose Mercy hath no bound What Language can express his mighty deeds Or utter his due praise which words exceeds Thrice blessed they who his commands observe Nor ever from the tract of Justice swerve Great God O with benevolent aspect Even with the love thou bear'st to thine Elect Behold and succour That my ravish'd Eyes May see a period of their miseries Who
Thee adore that I may give a voice To thy great Acts and in their joy rejoyce We as our Fathers have thy Grace exil'd Revolted and our Souls with Sin defil'd They of thy Miracles in Egypt wrought So full of Fear and Wonder never thought Thy Mercies than their hairs in number more But murmur'd on the Erythraean Shore Yet for his Honour sav'd them from the Foe That all the World his wondrous Power might know There the commanded Sea asunder rent While Israel through his dusty Chanel went Whom He from Phaeroah and his Army saves The swift-returning Floods their fatal Graves Then they his Word believ'd and sung his Praise Yet soon forgot and wandred from his Waies Who long for flesh to pamper their excess And tempt him in the barren Wilderness He grants their wish and with a Flight of Fowls Sent meager Death into their hungry Souls They Moses gentle Government oppose And envy Aaron whom the Lord had chose The yawning Earth then in her silent womb Did Dathan and Abirams Troops intomb A swiftly-spreading Fire among them burns And thoâ—e Conspirators to Ashes turns Yet they the slaves of Sin in Horeb made A Calf of Gold and to an Idol pray'd The Lord their Glory thus exchanged they For th' Image of a Beast that feeds on Hey Forgot their Saviour all his Wonders shown In Zoan and the Plains by Nile o're-flown The Wonders acted by his pow'rful Hand Where the Red-Sea obey'd his stern Command God hath pronounc'd their ruin Moses then His Servant Moses and the best of Men Stood in the Breach which their Rebellion made And by his Prayer the hand of Vengeance staid Yea they this fruitful Paradise despis'd Nor his so-oft-confirmed Promise priz'd But mutined against their faithful Guide And basely wish'd they had in Aegypt dy'd For this the Lord advanc'd his dreadful Hand To overthrow them on th' Arabian Sand To scatter their rebellious Seed among Their Foes expos'd to poverty and Wrong Besides Baal-Peor they ador'd and fed On Sacrifices offer'd to the Dead Thus their Impieties the Lord incense Who smote them with devouring Pestilence But when with noble anger Phineas slew The bold Offenders He his Plagues with-drew This was reputed for a righteous Deed Which should for ever consecrate his Seed So they at Meribah his Anger mov'd The sacred Prophet for their sakes reprov'd Their Cries his Saint-like sufferance provoke Who rashly in his Souls distemper spoke Nor ever entred the affected Land They still rebellious to divine Command Preserv'd those Nations by his Wrath subdu'd Mixt with the Heathen and their Sins pursu'd Their cursed Idols serve with Rites profane Snares to their Soul and from no Crime abstain Their Sons and Virgin daughters sacrifice To Devils and look on with tearless eyes Defil'd the Land with innocent blood which sprung From their own loins on flaming Altars flung Unto adulterate Deities they pray'd And worshipped those Gods their hands had made These crying Sins exasperate the Lord Who now his own Inheritance abhorr'd Given up unto the Heathen for a Prey Slaves to their Foes who hate them most obey Deliver'd oft as oft his Wrath provoke And with increasing Sins renew their Yoke Yet he compassionates their miseries And with soft pity hears their mournful Cries His former Promise calls to mind relents And in his Mercy of his Wrath repents In salvage Hearts unknown Compassion bred By whom but lately into thraldome led Great God of gods thy Votaries protect And from among the Barbarous recollect That we to Thee may dedicate our Daies And joyntly triumph in thy glorious Praise Blest O for ever blest be Israels King All you his People Halelujah sing Amen Amen A PARAPHRASE Upon the Fifth BOOK OF THE PSALMS of DAVID PSALM CVII EXtoll and our good God adore Whose Sea of Mercy hath no Shore O you by Tyrants late opprest Now from your servile Yokes releast Praise him who your Redemption wrought And home from barbarous Nations brought From where the Morn her Wings displays From where the Evening crowns the Dayes Beneath the burning Zone and near The Influence of the freezing Bear They in unpeopled Deserts straid The Heavens their Roof the Clouds their shade Their Souls with thirst and hunger faint None by to pity their Complaint When to the Lord their God they cry'd His Mercy their extreams suppli'd He led them through the Wilderness And gave them Cities to possess O you his Goodness celebrate His Acts to all the World relate For he in foodless Deserts fed The Hungry with coelestial Bread From wondring Rocks new Currents roul To satisfie the thirsty Soul Those Rebels who his Counsel slight Imprison'd in the shades of Night Horrors of Guilt their Souls surprise When humbled with their miseries They to the Lord addrest their Prayers His Mercy comforts their Despairs From Darkness draws dissolves their Grieves And from Deaths Jaws preserves their lives O you his Goodness celebrate His Acts to all the World relate He breaks Steel-bars and Gates of Brass To force a way for His to pass Those Fools whom pleasing Sins intice Are punish'd by their darling Vice Their Souls all sorts of Food distast Whom Troops of pale Diseases waste When they to God direct their Prayers His Mercy comforts their Despairs His Word restores them from their Graves And from a dreadful Ruin saves O you his Goodness celebrate His Acts to all the World relate Due Praises to his Altar bring And of your great Redemption sing Who sail upon the toiling Main And traffick in pursuit of Gain To such his Power is not unknown Nor wonders in the Ocean shown At his Command black Tempests rise Then mount they to the troubled Skies Thence sinking to the Depths below The Ship Hulls as the Billows flow And all Aboard at every seel Like Drunkards on the Hatches reel When they to God direct their Prayers His Mercy comforts their Despairs Forthwith the bitter Storms asswage And foming Seas suppress their Rage Then singing with a prosperous Gale To their desired Harbour sail O you his Goodness celebrate His Acts to all the World relate His Fame in your Assemblies raise And in the sacred Senate praise He Rivers turns t' a Wilderness â—prings dry'd up by the Suns access To scourge their Sins he makes the Soil Ungrateful to the Owners toil Turns sandy Deserts into Pools And parched Earth with Fountains cools There plants his hungry Colonies Where strongly-fenced Cities rise The Fields their yellow Mantles wear And spreading Vines full clusters bear They infinitely multiply Their Heards of no diseases die â—ut when their Sins his Wrath incense Then Famine War and Pestilence Their miserable Lives devour Their Princes he deprives of Power Who in the Path-less Wilderness Conceal'd themselves from Mans access The Poor he raiseth from the ground Their Families like flocks abound The Just shall this with Joy behold Th' Unjust with fear and shame controll'd The Wise these Changes will
flecks the Skies All power to his Dominion bends His Glory the bright Stars transcends What God can be compar'd with ours Who Thron'd in Heavens superiour towers Submits himself to guide and move All that is done in Heaven above And from that height vouchsafes to throw His eyes on us who creep below The poor he raiseth from the Dust Even from the Dunghill lifts the Just Whom he to height of honour brings And sets him in the Thrones of Kings He fructifies the barren Womb The Childless Mothers now become Hallelu-jah PSALM CXIV WHen Israel left th' Egyptian Land Freed from a tyrannous command God his own People sanctifi'd And he himself became their Guide Th' amazed Seas this seeing fled And Iordan shrunk into his Head The cloudy Mountains skipt like Rams The little Hills like frisking Lambs Recoyling Seas what caus'd your dread Why Iordan shrunk'st thou to the Head Why Mountains did you skip like Rains And why you little Hills like Lambs Earth tremble thou before his Face Before the God of Iacobs Race Who turn'd hard Rocks into a Lake When Springs from flinty intrails brake PSALM CXV WE nothing can of merit clame Not for our sakes thy aid afford But for the honour of thy Name Thy Mercy and unfailing Word Why should th' insulting Heathen cry Where 's now the God they vainly praise Our Lord inthron'd above the Skie All underneath at pleasure swaies Their Gods but Gold and Silver be Made by a frail Artificer For they have eyes that cannot see Dumb mouths and ears that cannot hear Fools on their Altars incense throw Who nothing smell their Feet are bound Nor have they power to move or goe Their throats give passage to no sound Their hands can neither give nor take Unapt to punish or defend As senseless they who Idols make Or to their carved Statues bend Your hopes on God O Israel place He is your Help and strong Defence Be he you Priests of Aarons Race The object of your confidence In him all you that fear him trust He shall protect you in distress The Lord is of his Promise just And will his faithful Servants bless The House of chosen Israel And Aarons holy Family The poor and who in power excel That love and on his aid rely They shall a mighty People grow Their Children happy from their birth He will increase of gifts bestow Whose hands created Heaven and Earth He in the Heaven of Heavens resides And over all his Creatures reigns Among the sons of men divides The Earth and all that Earth contains Who sleep within the vaults of Death No Offerings to his Altars bring O praise his Name while we have breath And loudly Halelu-jah sing PSALM CXVI MY Soul intirely shall affect The Lord whose ears my grones respect In misery He heard thy cry To him thy Prayers direct Sorrows of Death my Soul assail'd The greedy jaws of Hell prevail'd Deprest with grief When all relief And humane pity fail'd I cry'd My God O look on me Thou ever Just th' afflicted free O from the Grave Thy Servant save For mercy lives in thee The Innocent and long distrest The humble mind by wrongs opprest Thy Favour still Preserves from ill My Soul then take thy rest God staid my feet and dry'd my tears Redeem'd from Death and deadly fears That still I might Walk in his sight And number many years Thus with a firm belief I pray'd Yet in extreams of trouble said All on the Earth Of mortal birth Even all of Lies are made What shall I unto God restore For all his Mercies Fall before His holy Throne And him alone With sacred Rites adore I will perform my Vows this day Where they frequent who God obey Right precious is The Death of His He sees and will repay Lord I am thine thy Hand-maids Seed By Thee from raging Tyrants freed My Prayers shall rise In Sacrifice My thanks thy Altar feed I will perform my Vows this day Where they frequent who God obey Even in his Court Within thy Fort Renowned Solyma PSALM CXVII YOu Nations of the Earth Our great Preserver praise All you of humane birth To Heaven his Glory raise Whose Mercy hath No end nor bound His Promise crown'd With constant Faith PSALM CXVIII PRaise our good God that King of kings From whom eternal Mercy springs Let Israel let Aarons Race Let all that flourish in his Grace Confess that from the King of kings Eternity of Mercy springs He in my trouble heard my Prayers And freed me from their deadly snares He fights my Battails then how can â— fear the Power of feeble Man Assists my Friends my Enemies Shall with their slaughter feast mine eyes Far better to have Confidence â—n God than trust to mans Defence On him much safer to relie Than on the strength of Monarchy The Nations all at once assail'd But by his Aid my Sword prevail'd Their Armies had beset me round â— with their Bodies strew'd the ground Though they like Bees about me swarm His holy Name and pow'rful Arm Shall soon consume their numerous powers As Fire the crackling Thorn devours Mad men his Fall you seek in vain Whom great Jehovah's Hands sustain He is my Strength his Praise my Song By him preserv'd from powerful Wrong Our Tents with publick Joy shall ring The Just of their Deliverance sing He with his own Right hand hath fought His own Right hand hath Wonders wrought â— shall not dye but live to praise The Lord who hath prolong'd my Daies He with his Scourge my Sin corrects â—et from the Darts of Death protects You to his Service sanctifi'd The Temple Doors set open wide That I may enter in his Name And celebrate his glorious Fame Those are the Doors at which all they Shall enter who his Will obey His Praise with Hymns immortallize My Saviour who hath heard my Cries That Stone the Builders from them cast Is highest on the corner plac't God hath reveal'd these Mysteries So full of Wonder to our Eyes This is his Day a Day of Joy Of everlasting Memory Great God of gods thy King protect Propitious prove to thy Elect. O blest be he whom God shall send We who within his Courts attend You from his Sanctuary bless And daily pray for your success God even the Lord hath shed his light Into our Souls and clear'd our sight Bind to the Altars horns a Lamb New-weaned from the bleating Dam. Thou art my God my Songs shall praise And to the Stars thy Glory raise Praise our good God The King of kings From whom eternal Mercy springs PSALM CXIX ALEPH. BLest are the Undefil'd who God obey Seek with their hearts nor from his Precepts stray No tempting Vice shall those from Virtue draw Who with unfainting Zeal observe his Law â—â—rd by thy sacred Rule my steps direct â—hose shall not blush who thy Commands affect â—y Justice learnt my Soul shall sing thy Praise â—â—rsake me
not O guide me in thy Waies BETH â—â—ung man thy Actions by his Precepts guide â—â—om these let not thy zealous Servant slide â—y Word writ in my heart shall curb my Will 〈◊〉 teach me how I may thy Laws fulfill â—â—ose by thy Tongue pronounc'd I will unfold â—â—y Testaments by me more pris'd than Gold 〈◊〉 these I meditate admire there set â—â—y Souls delight these never will forget GIMEL â— let me live t' observe thy Laws mine Eyes â—uminate to view those Mysteries â—e a poor Pilgrim with thy Truth inspire â—t whom my Soul even fainteth with desire â—e Proud is curst who from thy Precepts straies â—ess and preserve my Soul which these obeies 〈◊〉 hate of Princes from thy Law deters â—y Study my Delight my Counsellers DALETH â—y down-cast Soul as thou hast promis'd raise â—ou know'st my Thoughts direct me in thy waies form and I thy Wonders will profess strengthen me that labour in Distress â—ew thy clear Paths false Errors mist remov'd â—ave thy chosen Truth and Judgements lov'd To these I cleave O shield me from Disgrace Inlarge my heart to run that heavenly race HE. Teach thou and I thy Statutes will observe Nor from that sacred Knowledge ever swerve My Soul to those delightful Paths confine From Avarice purge and to thy Laws incline Divert from vain desires my darkness clear Confirm the Soul devoted to thy Fear Free from fear'd shame thy Judgements are uprighâ— O quicken me who in thy Word delight VAV His Soul protect who on thy Word relies And silence my reproachful Enemies O thou my Hope in me thy Truth preserve So I thy Laws for ever shall observe Will freely walk in thy affected way Will boldly before Kings thy Truth display For in thy Statutes I my comfort place Those study love and with my Soul imbrace ZAIN Think of thy Promise which my Hopes hath fed All storms appeas'd and rais'd me from the Dead Nor for proud scoffs have I thy Laws declin'd Confirm'd when I thy Judgements call to mind They who thy Laws desert incense my rage Sung in the mansion of my Pilgrimage Thy Name great God I prais'd when others slept This comfort had since I thy Statutes kept CHETH â—ou art my Portion I will thee adore â—â—y Laws observe and promis'd Grace implore â—y Actions by thy sacred Rules direct â—nd thy Commands with forward Zeal effect â—he Wicked rob but I thy Statutes prise â—t Midnight to applaud thy Justice rise Who fear and keep thy Laws such are my Friends â—truct thy Mercy through the World extends TETH â—hou to thy Servant hast perform'd thy Word Discerning knowledge to his Faith afford â—hou Sea of Goodness that my Soul conforms Into thy Statutes by Afflictions storms â—he Proud fat at the Heart base Slanders raise â—ut I will trust in thy affected Waies â—e blest Affliction to thy Courts hath brought â—hy Laws more pris'd than Ships with treasure fraught IOD â—nform me my Creator in thy Laws That thine may see thy Observer with applause Thou ever just in favour dost correct With promis'd Mercy comfort thine Elect. That I may live who in thy Precepts joy Those keep the Proud who causless hate destroy Who fear and know thy Laws to me unite O lest I perish guide me by their light CAPH With Expectation faint and blind yet still My Soul expects Thy Promise Lord fulfill I though a bladder on thy Word depend Confound my Foes when shall my Sorrows end The Proud have pitch'd their toils infring'd thy Laws O sacred Justice snatch me from their jaws They had almost devour'd but I affect Thy Precepts quicken and by those direct LAMED Thy faithful Promises are fixt above Firm as the Poles or Earth which never move By thy eternal Ordinance dispos'd Thy Laws my Life else Grief my eyes had clos'd Nor will I these forget by these renew'd Thy chosen save who hath thy Truth pursu'd The Wicked chase my Soul which thee obeys Thy Word shall last when Heaven and Earth decays MEM. O how I love thy Laws those exercise By them made wiser than my Enemies More than my Teachers know more than the Old With Virtue these inflame from Vice with-hold That they may guide me I have cleans'd my Heart And from thy Preceps never will depart Then Hermons Honey to my taste more sweet By-ways I hate by thine become discreet NVN. â—hy Word my Light a Lamp to guide my way â— sware t' observe thy Truth and will not stray â—ly wounded Soul with promis'd mercy heal â—ccept my offerings and thy Will reveal â—lthough inclos'd with Death though Foes have laid â—nares for my Soul yet have I thee obey'd My comforts my eternal Heritage O may I keep them till I die through age SAMECH â— love thy Law my hate to sin is great O thou my hope my Shield my safe retreat My Will shall thine obey Hence you prophane Lord save my Soul nor let me hope in vain Uphold and I thy Justice shall applaud Thou hast intrap'd thy Foes in their own fraud Cast out like Dross My heart affects thy path Yet trembles with the horror of thy wrath AIN O leave me not to my outragious Foes Nor to their scorn my righteous Soul expose Mine Eyes even fail while I thy aid expect Be merciful and in thy Wayes direct Inlarge my mind thy Wayes to understand 'T is time for they infringe thy just Command Which more than Gold than Gold refin'd I prise In all upright But hate deceitful lies PE. Thy Word the Gate of Life even Babes inspires With Knowledge this my obsequious Soul admires This I with thirsty appetite devour Thy streams of Mercy on thy Servant pour Compose my steps so shall not sin subject Nor man oppress for I thy Laws affect Shine on my Soul thy Statutes teach mine Eyes Shed show'rs of tears when men thy Laws despise TSADDI As Thou thy Self so all thy Laws are just Faithful to those who in thy Promise trust Zeal hath consum'd me for my Foes neglect Of thy pure Laws which I in heart affect Those to observe though mean and scorn'd intend Truth crowns thy Word thy Justice without end These in my grief and trouble comfort give Inform with Knowledge that my Soul may live COPH. O hear my cries preserve his life who will Thy Laws obey and just Commands fulfill My Eyes out-watch the Night my cries prevent The early Morn in due Devotion spent Hear and revive thy Justice execute On lawless men preserve from their pursuit Thy oft-tri'd Mercy ever is at hand Thy Judgements on eternal Bases stand RESCH. Behold my sorrows patronize my cause Thy Word perform to him that keeps thy Laws Death shall devour who thy Commands neglect Thou great in Mercy my sought life protect In all extreams I have thy Will observ'd Griev'd when Transgressors from thy Statutes swerv'd To me who love thy Laws thy