pierc'd Rock should yield But living Honey from the Flinty Hive should flow Psalm LXXXII Deus stetit in Synagoga c. I. YOU Judges of the World and Gods below Who at your pleasure sentence all And never think to whom that Power you owe By whose Decree your selves must stand or fall The Mighty God do's all your Counsels view And as you others judge He judges you II. He sees how partially you sentence pass And will you alwayes wrong your trust By looking through a false and flattering glass Acquit the Wicked and condemn the Just In your own scales those rise and these sink low But whom their virtue weighs down you keep so III. Rather defend the Poor and Fatherless And hearken to the Orphans cry Instead of helping do not more oppress Least God himself bestow what you deny Deliverance for the Needy Soul command And give them not your Ear alone but hand IV. But all in vain their duty they 'll not know Nor what they might will understand Hating the day in darkness love to go And bring to ruine with themselves their Land If its Foundations shake and totter thus No wonder if the World be ruinous V. Y' are Gods I said and Sons of the Most High His Child'ren who in Heav'n do's reign Who therefore cloath'd you thus with Majesty That among Men you should His Pow'r maintain Y' are Gods but must to death your Scepters bow Nor of your Titles will the grave allow VI. Immortall only is the God above That equall Judge and glorious King Like whom none is so just or full of Love Who to the Barr shall every secret bring Arise O God The World to Judgement call No Judge so fit as Thou who'art Lord of All. Psalm LXXXIII Deus quis similis erit tibi ne taceas c. I. ENough My God Thou hast been still Now give the Word and raise Thy Voice Their Ears with the amazing Thunder fill Who think they have o'recome Thine with their noise See how they rise and lift their heads on high Make tumults and deep plots contrive To ruine those Thou hid'st to save alive And not Heav'ns seed alone but Heav'n it self defie II. Come say they on them let us fall We are too easie thus to spare Let the whole Nation perish Name and all And make Our purple with their blood more fair The Motion all embrace and to the Al-arm With one consent together come Some Troops from Edom and from Moab some All whom or rapine can perswade or envy arm III. With them are joyn'd the Ishmaelites Ammon and Amaleck and Tyre The bold Assyrian in the Quarrell fights And executes the Treasons they conspire But let them plot and fight and conquer'd fly By their own fears like Midian fall Let Jabyn's Fate and Sisera's wait them all And by a Womans hand first routed be then dye IV. At Kisons Brook the Army fell And with their slaughter stain'd the Flood The torrent did with crimson waters swell And Earth's great body had true veins of blood Endors fat fields became more fresh and gay And its crown'd head aloft did bear Proud of the Canaanitish Spoils and there In living Monuments of grace th'Unburied lay V. Oreb and Zeb Thy hand did feel And could not save their lives by flight Zeba and Salmana scap'd not his steel Who fought Thine and whose Battles Thou didst fight So let them fly and so be overthrown They who have said Come let 's oppress The Holy Seed Our Fathers Lands possess And what from us they took make once again our own VI. But like a wheel Lord turn them round And giddy made lend them no stay Then with a whirlwind snatch them from the ground And having rais'd it blow the dust away Make them a Wood on fire chac'd by the Wind Whose Flame above the Hills do's rise Leaping from tree to tree and grows as 't flies Before pursuing storms which follow close behind VII Be Thou that Wind and make them fear Till every Face with dread and shame Till they to expiate their sin draw near And what before they curst adore Thy Name That when the World their change or ruine see It may look higher and above Find the First Cause at whose great Will they move And know One God rules Heav'n Earth Thou art He. Psalm LXXXIV Quà m dilecta Tabernacula tua c. I. TRriumphant General of the Sacred Host Whom all the strength of Heav'n and Earth obey Who hast a Thund ring Legion in each Coast And Mighty Armies listed and in pay How fearfull art Thou in their head above Yet in Thy Temple Lord how full of Love II. So lovely is Thy Temple and so fair So like Thy self that with desire I faint My heart and flesh cry out to see Thee there And could bear any thing but this restraint My Soul do's on its old Remembrance feed And new desires by my long absence breed III. The Sparrows there have found themselves a nest And there their untun'd notes the Swallows sing A place where undisturb'd they all may rest And have some gift which they to Thee may bring Their young ones which they on Thy Altar lay And may not I as happy be as they IV. Thrice happy Man who in Thy House resides For He Thy glorious Name shall ever praise For whose necessities my God provides And is the Faithfull Guide of all his Wayes Though through the Vale of Baca he do's go My King who guides his Way will bless it too V. That thirsty Vale where scorching drought do's reign Shall in New streams and Rivers overflow Their tears shall help to water the sad Plain And make the Mulberies more fruitfull grow See how in troops they march till all at length To Sion come and there renew their strength VI. Triumphant Generall 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 Let not the noise of War so fill Thine Ear But that Thy Love through it my Prayers may hear VII Great God of Battles Thou who art my Shield Jacob's strong God on Thy Anointed shine If Thou encamp'st I 'me sure to gain the field And overcome because the Vict'ry's Thine I long to see Thy Glory as before And by this Absence learn to prize it more VIII For one day in Thy Temple to attend Before an age of Pleasure I preferr And might I in that Place my Life but spend The meanest Office is advancement there There should I count I had more honour won Charg'd with a Dore than here to wear a Crown IX My God would there upon His Servant shine And when that Sun is or too hot or bright Become a shield against the rayes Divine And on Himself reflect the glorious light Himself would interpose and be my Screen And nothing but Himself should come between X. Grace Now hereafter Glory
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
to be ador'd in fight Who thus canst arm Thy self with light But Lord what are Thy Hands if thus Thou kill'st at sight IV. When from above Thou mak'st Thy voice be heard The Sea stands still and Earth do's shake Even Heav'n it self unloos'd do's quake God thundred from above and they all fear'd The Clouds to make Him way asunder rent An hideous shriek the Mountains sent When God to judge the Meek by them in person went V. Nor do these only Lord Thy Power declare But the fierce wrath of Wicked Man Which Thou dost punish or restrain Whence to get praise amongst thy Wonders are Vow to the Lord and what you vow see pai'd For Vows are debts when once they ' are made And none deserves your praise like Him to whom you prai'd VI. Adore Him all ye lands and tongues around And to Our God your praises sing To Him alone your presents bring And thus with fear seek Him whom Wee have found With God the greatest Kings cannot compare They Crowns but at His pleasure wear And when He Frowns they and their Honours turn to air Psalm LXXVII Voce mea ad Dominum c. I. IN my great trouble to the Lord I cried I cri'd aloud And He was pleas'd to hear And when the night His Face did hide With stretch'd out hands I felt it He was near I prai'd and was resolv'd to pray Refus'd all Comfort but my tears Whose streames I thought my Feavour might allay And as they forc't my heart for passage move His Ears II. Sometimes in groans sometimes in Words I pray'd And fluent as my griefs my sorrows spake But suddenly my speech was stay'd And interrupting sights its order brake And then I could nor speak nor sleep Thou Lord didst hold my eyes and tongue Only my mind its even frame did keep And with weak hands and muttering lips became more strong III. Then of Thy Wonders did I meditate Our Fathers dayes and what their age did see How Thou upheld'st the Tottering State And in their troubles mad'st them trust in Thee Fresh to my mind then came a Song Which heretofore I did reherse An Anthem which had been forgotten long Where my Soul with me joyn'd and thus began the Verse IV. And can it be that God will thus reject Be always angry and ne'r pleas'd again Will He His Flock no more protect But let us ever as this day complain Has He forgotten to be good Or shall His Promise ever cease Who has His Pleasure or His Power withstood That where He shuts up Warr He should imprison Peace V. Hold Soul I said 't is Thy infirmity Makes Thee thus judge of God whose Will shall stand Immovable as it is High Where Thou Thy wings should'st guide to his right Hand Of that think with me and His Power The Wondrous Works which He has done They shall my talk and study be each hour To shew Our children what Our Fathers Us have shown VI. Thy Wayes O God are far above my sight And where Thou hid'st Thy self in Heav'n lie hid Ther 's none like Thee so full of might Whose Power I fear by what Thy hand once did When from above Thou mad'st it bare Israel and Josephs Seed to save When their Redemption did Thy strength declare And Egypt took the Chain to be her Captives slave VII The Waters saw Thee and the Waters fled The Depths were troubled and ran back for fear The Clouds rain'd Seas Heav'n Darkness spread From whence there came a voyce which rocks did tear Th' Earth trembled and the Mountains shook Egypt it self abhor'd the light Which from the flashes came and horror strook More terrible than when three days they felt their night VIII Thou for Thy People didst prepare the way And through those Floods a safe retreat they have Which Thou Thy Glory to display Resolvd'st should after be proud Pharaohs grave Along they went by Thy Command Who of the Sacred Flock took'st Care Moses and Aaron only shew'd Thy Hand For the Great Shepherd Thou and they Thy Heards-men were Psalm LXXVIII Attendite Populus meus c. I. ISrael Gods own Inheritance draw near And what He did to make Thee so now hear Of Ages long since past and armes I sing And to Thy dayes their ancient glories bring Acts which with sound belief would never stand But that all done by the Almighty Hand Our Fathers witness to their Truth did bear And what we hear with wonder saw with fear They told them Us that we might publish down To Childrens Children how His Power was known Such was His charge that late Posterity And Generations which should after be People as yet unborn might know His Wayes And what they learnt their children teach His Prayse That they in Him their Hope might alwayes place His statutes keep and alwayes seek His Face Never forget His Works but still improve His former Favours and His present love That like their Fathers they rebel no more Unless they 'd feel the Wrath their Fathers bore Base stubborn Nation who their God withstood Most cross to Him who alwayes did them good His Wrath this kindled first then made it burn Th' enraged fire on Ephraims Tribe did turn Ephraim which durst the stoutest Foe assail And never of the certain conquest fail But us'd to Come and See and so Prevail So terrible His bow so sure his hand Th' unerring shaft did death at will command Ephraim turn'd back but strove in vain to flie By His own shafts o'retook did wounded lie Worthy thus signally in Warr to fall Whom Peace with all Her Charms could ne'r recall The law they brake that Covenant which they took And without cause that and their God forsook Forgot His Works and their own Worthy Stemm Their Fathers Trust and what He did for them Marvellous things He did in Pharaohs land Zoan still witness of His Plagues do's stand When Israel saw His Wonders all about How He preserv'd them there and brought them out When He no Common Road did make them keep But like His Own their wayes were in the Deep The Deep amaz'd stood up as they pass'd o're Admir'd their suddain fix'd-ness and new shore How in a moment they were rais'd so high And fell not when they saw no storm was nigh By day a Cloud did their great journies hide At night a Sacred Flame the Host did guide Before them pass'd and where their passage lay Not only shew'd but also made their Way Hard Rocks as they went by pierc'd through did groan That fire which dri'd the Deep did melt the stone Out gusht new streams so constant and so strong They made their Channels as they ran along Yet still they sinn'd and tempted Him the more Lack'd meat who only Water begg'd before Nor did they closely think but speak their Sins And with vile Mouth the Murmurer thus begins Can He give Bread too sure if He be God That may as well as streams obey