wisely heeds to understand them all O cleanse mee from my close misdeeds my secret faults let fall 13 And let thy servants pride-swolne sinnes get no predominance Thus innocence perfection wins made cleane from much offence 14 What I by word of mouth record or meditate in mind My Rocke and my Redeemer Lord with thee let favour find PSAL. 20. Exaudiat te Dominus Ad Praestantem Psalmus Davidis THe day that troubles thee assaile the Lord to thee replie The Name of Jacobs God prevaile to set thee up on hie 2 Help from the Sanctuary send thy strong up-holder stand And out of Sion thee defend from thy distressors hand 3 Remember all thine offerings past thy sacrifices burne His fire upon thy fatlings cast and them to ashes turne Selah 4 He give to thee thy hearts desire accomplish't at thy will Thy counsell with his Spirit inspire thy purpose all fulfill 5 In thy salvation will we shout triumphant Banner spread And of our God the Name set out Thy suits the Lord bestead 6 Now will the Lord himselfe I know for his Annointed stand Heare from his holy Heavens let flow health from his strong right hand 7 Some men their trust in Chariots frame on Horses some to set But of the Lord our God the Name we never shall forget 8 They fall'n are with the earth laid even we rais'd stand upright all Save Lord and heare us King of Heaven what day on thee we call PSAL. 21. Domine in virtute Ad Praestantem Psalmus Davidis LOrd of thy strength with cheerfull voice the King shall gladly tell And in thy saving health rejoyce with joy that shall excell 2 The fulnesse of his hearts desire to him thou hast suppli'd And what his lips could but require thy love hath not deni'd Selah 3 With blessings dost thou him prevent thy goodnesse to unfold And to empale his head hast sent a Crowne of purest gold 4 He ask't thee lifes and thou didst give above before his vow Beyond the length of daies to live for ever didst allow 5 In thy salvations sure supply great is his glorie growne High Honour Soveraigne Majestie hast thou upon him throw'n 6 Of blessings ever-flowing streames to him thou didst impart And with thy countenances beames rejoyce his royall heart 7 For to the Lord the King is nighest by settled trust approv'd And through the mercie of the Highest he shall not be remov'd 8 For all thy foes soever where thy hand shall search about And them that hate against thee beare thy right hand shall find out 9 Make like a fierie oven their pow'r what time thy face shall fume Them shall the Lord in wrath devoure the fire shall them consume 10 The fruit of their untimely breed from earth thou shalt destroy That with the sonnes of men their seed no memorie enjoy 11 For mischiefe they against thee meant with purpose to prevaile And evill was their slie intent but they shall not but faile 12 For thou shalt set them as a Butt and backe with shame them send And on thy string thine arrowes put against their faces bend 13 Lord in thy strength thy selfe up-raise whose strength is all thine owne So shall our songs extoll thy praise and make thy power be knowne PSAL. 22. Deus meus Victori super Cervam Aurorae Psal. David MY God my God my strength alone Why dost thou mee forsake And from my health so farre art gone from these loud moanes I make 2 My God by day to thee I call by day thou answerest not By night no ceasing silence all my groanings have forgot 2 But thou continu'st Holy still thy Holinesse doth dwell Where praises on thy holy Hill are sung by Israel 4 On thee their hopes our Fathers cast and thou hast made them good In thee they trusted and thou hast their safe-deliverer stood 5 To thee they cri'd and at their cry by thee delivered were In thee they trusted stedfastly and no reproach did beare 6 But I a wretched worme forlorne a name from men exempt Of earthly men becom'n the scorne the peoples base contempt 7 All they that see mee thus bestead in mock'rie on mee play Shoot out the lip and shake the head and in derision say 8 He to the Lord did recommend his trust to be redeem'd Let him to him deliverance send whom his delight esteem'd 9 Forth from the wombe thou didst me draw where cloistred I did rest Thou to my hopes becam'st a law upon my mothers brest 10 I was commended to thy hands cut from the navils hold Thou art my God since me in bands my mothers womb did sold. 11 O goe not therefore farre from hence for troubles neere mee presse And none there is in my defence to stand for my redresse 12 Whole heards of bullockes hoofe and head are round about me set Strong Bulls in Bashan highly fed to compasse mee are met 13 Their throates tooth-weapon'd two-leav'd doores upon mee straine their jawes Right so the Lion ramps and roares on prey to seaze his pawes 14 Like waters am I shed and sunk my bones disparted all My heart amidst my bowels shrunk like molten waxe doth fall 15 Dri'd like a pot-sheard is my strength my tongue and jawes fast glew'd And thou hast brought mee downe at length where dust and death conclude 16 A wicked crew of dogges compos'd did round about mee meet And Lion-like they me enclos'd They pâ—ere't my hands and feet 17 My bones I tell how many are sharp lookes at mee they shot 18 My garments they among them share and for my coat cast lot 19 But doe not thou farre off at need thy selfe O Lord absent To help me from their hands with speed them O my strength prevent 20 My soule whom deadly foes withstand let not the sword devoure Redeem my dearling from the hand whereof the Dogge hath power 21 O from the Lions mouth now then my humbled head set free From hornes of Unicornes as when thou heardst and answeredst mee 22 So then my brethren all among thy Name will I declare Amidst the congregations throng to sing thy praise prepare 23 O praise him ye that feare the Lord ye seed of Jacob tell His glorie â—all his feare record ye seed of Israel 24 For he hath not despis'd nor loath'd the needy unsuppli'd Nor with a veile his visage cloth'd but heard him when he cri'd 25 The great Assemblies solemne day my praise shall sing of thee My vowes to him that I will pay shall they that feare him see 26 The meeke shall eate and be suffic'd praise they to him shall give That seeke the Lord thus exercis'd your heart shall ever live 27 All coasts on earth their hearts call home and to the Lord restore â—nd all the Nations kindreds come his presence to adore 28 For in the Lord the soveraigne power of Royaltie remaines â—nd he the Lord and Governour among the Nations raignes 29 The fat on earth shall eate and bend before the
thy bosome void Why this while thou withdrawne dost stand Destroier undestroi'd 13 For why God is my King of old by whom Salvations wrought Doe we amidst the earth behold as from their fountaine brought 14 Through standing seas divided walls thy power thy peoples leads And with thy batt'ring water-falls thou break'st the Dragons heads 15 Leviathans great heads more great thy surges swept away Thou gav'st him to be peoples meat the Desert-dwellers prey 16 Thou mad'st out of the stony rocke whole flouds and fountaines flie And through their laps to lead thy flockes drew'st mighty rivers drie 17 Thine is the day the night is thine thou hast prepar'd the light By day the golden Sunne to shine the silver Moone by night 18 The seas shut up within their shores thou quarter'st out the coasts The Summers and the Winters flow'rs thou lay'st with fires and frosts 19 Remember Lord how this reproach the Enemie did frame How foolish people did encroach that durst blaspheme thy Name 20 Thy Turtles soule commit thou not to be the wild beasts prey Nor thine afflicted flocke forgot for ever cast away 21 Unto thy Covenant have respect for all the earth is darke And here her roofes hath rapine deck't oppression set her marke 22 O let not thine opprest depart repuls't with brand of shame But let the poore afflicted heart and nâ—edy praise thy Name 23 Arise O God thy plea proceed to plead without delay Remember how the foole-mad breed reproach thee all the day 24 Forget not of thine enemies the voice that thee offends Their tumult that against thee â—ise continually ascends PLAL 75. Confitebimur tibi Ad Praestantem Ne corrumpas Psalmus Asaphi Canticum TO thee O God our thankes confesse thy praise we celebrate And neere to us thy Names accesse thy wondrous workes relate 2 When time shall bring about the day that I the Rule receive With Justice will I guide the way and righteous Judgement give 3 The earth and earths in-dwellers all dissolv'd and downe are cast Her shaken fabricke from to fall her pillars I set fast Selah 4 To mad-proud fooles I said Beware let folly be forborne And to the wicked Have a care ye lift not up the Horne 5 Fooles heave not up your Horne on hie lest Heaven your Antliers checke Your words on lowly wing let flie not with a stiffe-borne necke 6 For neither from the East nor West nor Hills high-callings come But God the Judge Some humbleth best Exalteth other some 7 For in his hand the Lord doth beare a cup whose wine is red And full of mixture is the Mere by him distributed Of indignation in this cup on earth the wicked all Wring-out the dregs and drinke them up depriv'd of mercy shall 8 But I for ever will declare and Hymnes of gladnesse bring Which I for praises shall prepare to Jacobs God to sing 9 And of the wicked every horne I from their heads will rend When high shall every beame be borne that forth the Just shall send PSAL. 76. Notus in Iudea Ad Praestantem in Neghinoth Psalmus Asaphi Canticum IN Judah God is knowne his Name is great in Israel 2 His Tent in Salem He the same that doth in Sion dwell 3 The burning arrowes there he brake shot from the bow-mans hand The sword and shield made field forsake and warlike bands dis-band Selah 4 Much brighter shines thy Glories Crowne than brightnesse shines by day Thine Excellence of more renowne than are the Mounts of prey 5 There mighty-hearted men lay foil'â— and falling slept their sleep The men of power of power found spoil'd which none found hands to keep 6 O God of Jacob thy reproofe sent many a daring head Chariot and Horse with thundring hoofe to sleep among the dead 7 Thou thou art to be fear'd alone for thy resistlesse might And in thy wrath from then what one shall stand before thy sight 8 From Heaven to have thy Judgement heard it was thy dreadfull will And at thy thundring voice afeard earth trembled and was still 9 When God in Judgement rose to save the meeke on earth un-slaine Selah Praise of mans rage thâ—â— sure shalt have the rest thou shalt â—â—straine 10 Vow to the Lord your God and pay all round about him neere Your present in the presence lay of Jacobs Fathers Feare The spirit of Princes rank-growne pride his gathering spirit shall prune That is on earth an awfull guide to keep their Kings in tune PSAL. 77. Voce mea ad Dominum Ad Praestantem super Ieduthun Asaphi Psalmus I With my voice to God did crie so loud that he might heare My voice to God I rais'd on hie and he to me gave eare 2 While day to my distresse gave light unto the Lord I mourn'd My restlesse sore ran out by night my soule from comfort turn'd 3 I thought on God My troubled thought betooke me no reliefe My spirit complain'd but over-wrought was my complaint with griefe Selah 4 Thou heldst my heavie eyes awake while I with watching weake Would rest but rest I could not take astonish't could not speake 5 I thought upon the daies of old their compleat summe to cast And of our fathers ages told what yeeres in number past 6 I call'd to mind my song by night I commun'd with my heart And throughly out to search my spirit bare every part a part 7 For ever will the Lord displeas'd cast off and not restore And will his anger unappeas'd adde no acceptance more 8 For ever is his Mercy done his Word to ceasing put 9 His Grace hath God forgot so soon in wrath his Bowells shut Selah 10 Or is my sicknesse this said I that I so late began Of his right hand that is Most-Hie the changing turnes to skan 11 To my remembrance will I call what workes the Lord hath wrought What wonders did of late befall will ponder in my thought 12 Of all thy workes will I advise and as I meditate Make my discourses exercise thy doings to relate 13 Most Holy is O God thy way thy Sanctuaries seat Thy Second whom can any say as God as God so great 14 Thou art the God that Strength thou art that strange designes hast showne And of thy power hast made thy part among the people knowne 15 Thy peoples generations thine arme redeem'd of old Thy Jacobs and thy Josephs sons whom Josephs brethren sold. 16 Thy face O God the waters saw the waters saw thy face The trembling waters stood in awe the groaning deeps gave place 17 The clouds on earth their tempests powr'd the skies gave out a sound Thine arrowes from the quiver showr'd made seas on seas rebound 18 Thy thunder-shot roar'd round about the world with lightnings shone The earth was stirr'd and shooke in doubt her day-light lamp was gone Yea even this dreadfull glimm'ring light glad comfort gave their eie That in this darknesse-double-night yet let them see to die 19 Thy way is in the sea aside on
therefore bowe downe your selves and fall PSAL. 100. Iubilate Deâ— Psalmus ad Confessionem SIng loud unto the Lord a song that all the earth may ring 2 With gladnesse serve the Lord among before him come and sing 3 Know that the Lord is God that he not we our selves did make His pasture-sheep his people we from him our being take 4 Goe in his gates your thankes proclaime his praise within his Courâ—s To praise him and to blesse his Name make thither your resorts 5 For good and gracious is the Lord his Mercy never ends The truth of his eternall Word to Age and Age extends PSAL. 101. Misericordiam Iudicium Davidis Psalmus WHat Mercy and what Judgement say Lord I will sing to thee 2 And wisely take the perfect way when thou shalt come to mee 3 My selfe will good example give to walke with upright heart And others as I live to live amidst my house convert 3 I will not in mine eyes abide a word of Belial I hate their worke that turne aside nor cleave to me it shall 4 A froward heart an evill man from me unknowne depart 5 Detractors tongue nor beare I can proud looke nor large of heart 6 The faithfull of the Land mine eyes soâ—t out with me to sit In perfect way whose walking lies for me is servant fit 7 Within mine house deceitfull wight there shall not any dwell Nor be establisht in my sight whose lips doth leasings tell 8 The wicked all out of the land my morning search shall shut That from Gods City may my hand all evill doers cut PSAL. 102. Domine exaudi Oratio afflicti cùm obruitur efâ—undit coram Domino meditationem suam IN my distresse to comfort me yet heare O Lord my praier And let the crying unto thee of my complaint repaire 2 Hide not thy face from me this day when trouble tells my need Incline thine eare and heare me pray to answer me make speed 3 For here my daies consum'd on earth away like smoake are gone My bones are burnt up lie an hearth of fire-out-eaten stone 4 My heart is smitten downe for dead and withred as the grasse That I to eate my daily bread forgetfull overpasse 5 My breast my sorrowes uncouth Inne breathes forth such broken groanes My flesh but knits up with my skinne a sacke of saplesse bones 6 So mournes the Wildernesses Foule the Hermit-Pellican In Deseâ—t shades so shriâ—kes the Owle portending spells of bane 7 I watch the widow'd Sparrowes watch on houses ridge alone That of her better halfe her match bewailes the comfort gone 8 Reproaches bitter gall my foes cast daily in my dish And in their madnesse make my woes the measure of their wish 9 For I when faintnesse would be fed and thirst no longer beares Have eaten ashes as my bread and blent my drinkes with teares 10 Thine angry threat so sore doth lie so fierce thy wrath doth grow Thy hand but heav'd me up so hie to hurle me downe as low 11 The shadow of my daies declin'd my light in darknesse spends Like withred grasse my breath resign'd the house of death attends 12 But thou O Lord one and the same for ever dost reside And this Memoriall of thy Name shall age and age abide 13 Thou to thy mercies seat shalt climbe and bring thy Sion home For now of mercy is the time the time appointed come 14 Now though thy servants nought relieve delight her stones yet move To see her in the dust they grieve and yet her dust they love 15 Thy Name O lord the Heath'ns shall feare to find what thou hast done And all the Kings on earth to heare what glory thou hast wonne 16 When Sion up the Lord to build in glory shall appeare 17 He to the lowlies praier shall yeeld nor them despise to heare 18 This writing shall remaine un-worne when after-age shall live And praise the people yet un-borne unto the Lord shall give For from his Sanctuaries height he downe did cast his looke The Lord from Heaven did vaile his sight when earths survey he tooke 20 To heare the heavie groanes of those that draw imprison'd breath From chimes of iron chaines to loose the eldest sonnes of death 21 That of the Lord their tongues the Name in Sion may declare And in Jerusalem proclaime his praises what they are 22 When Nations from their farthest home together gathred meet To serve the Lord when Soveraignes come and Kingdomes kisse his feet 23 My strength when able strength began he weakned in my waies Cut off my pilgrimages span and shorter made my daies 24 I said my God post not my Sunne at noone to mid-nights stage My race of daies is halfe to runne thy yeeres are Age and Age. 25 The earths foundations on their weight thou Lord hast laid of old Those lamps of Heaven their orbes their height thy fingers did enfold 26 When they shall perish thou shalt hold the Centre of thy yeeres They as a garment all waxe old as chang'd a vesture weares 27 But thee for evermore the same no compasse comprehends And of thy yeeres eternall frame the circle never ends 28 Thy servants children shall succeed to stand before thee fast And last-succeeding times their seed succeeding shall out-last PSAL. 103. Benedic anima Dâ—vidis MY soule and every secret part within my bodies frame To praise the Lord assist my heart to blesse his holy Name 2 To blesse the Lord let nothing let my soule thy ready way No benefit of his forget with praises to repay 3 Which pardoning all thy sins fore-past wâ—â—h thee in mercy deales To cure thy frailties doth fore-cast and all thy sicknesse heales 4 Which frees thy life from going downe into corruptions Pit His mercies and Compassions Crowne upon thine head doth fit 5 With good things to thy hearts desire which satiates thy mouth And Eagle-like renewes the fire in embers of thy youth 6 To Justices the Lord gives light he guides the ballance best And Judgements executes aright to all that are opprest 7 His waies he made to Moses knowne the limits of his Law His wondrous actions all his owne the sons of Israel saw 8 Compassion from the Lord doth flow for clemencie none such Of suffrance long to anger flow his tender mercy much 9 His censure checkes not each offence he will not alwaies chide Nor keep his anger in suspense for ever to abide 10 He hath not as our sins require with us severely dealt Nor our iniquities like hire to our deserts have felt 11 But as the Heavens unmeasur'd height above the earth is hie Such is his Mercies matchlesse might to them that feare him nie 12 As far as whore the Sunne begins to where he sets the day So farre hath he remov'd our sins and rid his wrath away 13 As with compassion on his sons a fathers bowells melt So in the Lord compassion runs by them that feare him felt 14 For to the mold he knowes we
Heath'n are sunke downe in the pit which they themselves prepar'd â—â—t secret net which they did fit their foot hath fast ensnar'd 16 His judgement done the Lord is knowne to execute aright Caught in the handy-workes his owne mark well the wicked wight Higgajon Sel. 17 The wicked shall returne to Hell where their abode is set â—re Heath'ns Heav'ns-contemners dwell and all that God forget 18 For alwaies shall not be forgot the grievance of the poore Of needy soules the hopes shall not be lost for evermore 19 Rise Lord let none of mortall race prevaile against thy hand But let the Heath'ns before thy face to heare their judgement stand 20 Dismaying-feare upon them throw that Lord confounded then The haughty-hearted Heath'ns may know they be but wretched men Selaâ— PSAL. 10. Ut quid Domine WHy standst thou Lord so farre aside when dangers draw so neere Thy helpfull face why dost thou hide when troublous times appeare 2 The wicked in his heat of pride pursues the heart-lesse poore In those selfe-toiles let them be ti'd by them contriv'd before 3 The wicked boasts his soules desires beyond his wisht successe The covetous what he admires blasphemes the Lord to blesse 4 On God so proud the wicked is he takes no care to call Nor God in any plot of his hath any place at all 5 His travell all times well succeeds thy Judgements where he goes Above his sight he never heeds but puffes at all his foes 6 For in his hearts consent he said ' Mov'd shall I never be â—n me shall evill none be laid my fall no age shall see 7 His mouth is full with curses arm'd deceit and guile among â—niquitie and mischiefe swarm'd hive underneath his tongue 8 In villages to stands he gets there close in ambush lies The innocent and poore besets and murthers when he spies 9 In secret he from sight of men lies waiting neere the way â—nd Lion-like lurkes in his den to snatch the poore for prey 10 The poore into his net he drawes till he hath caught him thrall â—toops low into his powerfull pawes that poore by flockes may fall 11 In heart he saies tongue durst not say All this hath God forgot Or heedlesse hides his face away for ever sees it not 12 Arise Lord God lift up thy hand for them that help implore Without thy strength too weake to stand be mindfull of the poore 13 Why hath the wicked heart a tongue though words for feare retire â—o speake in spitefull thoughts This wrong thou God wilt not enquire 14 Thou seest for wrong and wickednesse thine eye and hand perceive â—â—dresse the poore and fatherlesse to thee their helper leave 15 Of wicked and malicious men brâ—ake thou the harmfull arme Seeke out his wickednesse and then find neither arme nor harme 16 The Lord is King and Governour for ever and beyond The Heath'n opposers of his power are perisht from the land 17 The meek-afflicted soules desire thou Lord art pleas'd to heare Their heart confirm'd dost thou inspire attentive mak'st thine eare 18 To judge the pupill and the poore that sorry man may find His daunting threats to be no more but earth and empty wind PSAL. 11. In Domino Ad Praestantem Davidis MY trust doth on the Lord relie how say ye to my soule Soule to thy mountaines safetie flie as swift as feathred fowle 2 For loe the wicked bend their bow on string their arrow fit A shoot in darknesse to bestow the upright heart to hit 3 When wicked plots are over-past that stedfast ground have none When their foundations downe are cast the just what hath he done 4 The Lord from holy place above the Lord from Heav'n his Throne His eyes will view his eye-lids prove how Adams sonnes have gone 5 The just and wicked ones estate the Lord will prove and trie 6 But selfe hate soules his soule doth hate that love malignitie 7 Upon the wicked will he showre snares fire and brimstone downe And breath of burning tempest powre their cup this lot shall crowne 8 For just the Lord and just designes are lovely in his sight His face discerns and right defines of men and meanes upright PSAL. 12. Salvum me fac Ad Praestantem super Octavam Psalmus David SAve Lord for godly men are gone and goodnesse none that mind Of Adams sonne a faithfull one example rare to find 2 With faign'd discourse and fawning style each one his neighbour holds But of his flatt'ring lips the guile in heart and heart he molds 3 All flatt'ring lips of fraud the traine the Lord cut off betimes And tongue that strikes no lower straine but lofty language chimes 4 Our tongue say they shall sure prevaile these lips of ours must walke Our lips their Masters must not faile what Lord shall taxe our talke 5 Now for the needy soules reprize and poore mans groaning cares Up will I saith the Lord arise and save him from these snares 6 Thy words O Lord are words as pure as silver seven times tri'd In Test of ashes by the cure of fire repuirifi'd 7 Thou shalt O Lord preserve the flocke of thy selected sheep And ever from this wicked stocke the soule that serves thee keep 8 The wicked compasse every coast their quarter keeps no bounds While Adams 〈◊〉 are valew'd most where vilenesse most abounds PSAL. 13. Usque quò Domine Ad Praestantem Psalmus David HOw long Lord wilt thou me forget for ever shall it be How long no eye upon mee set but hide thy face from me 2 How long shall I in soule advise and daily vexe my heart How long my foes above me rise against me that take part 3 Behold O Lord my God and heare from clouds of darknesse deep With thy pure light mine eye-sight cleare lest in the death I sleep 4 Against me lest to have prevail'd my foe give out the voice For when my feeble foot hath fail'd my troublers will rejoyce 5 My trust yet on thy mercie staies thy saving health shall be My joy of heart my song shall praise thy bounty Lord to mee PSAL. 14. Dixit Insipiens Ad Praestantem Davidis THere is no God the fooles heart sayes in his ungodly mood 2 Corrupt and odious are their wayes none no not one does good 3 The Lord look't downe from heaven to see what Adams sonnes desir'd Of understanding who was hee that after God enquir'd 4 Together all departed are all loathsome-sented grow'n Of doing good that hath the care or conscience none not one 5 Are wicked workers all mis-led so ignorant are all That eate my people up like bread on God they never call 6 There did their feare confesse distrust whose guilt they could not hide â—he generation of the Just hath God to be their guide 7 The counsells of the poore to blame your blame-full counsells rend â—nd shamelesse of his hopes speake shame that on the Lord depend 8 Salvation who to Israel shall out of Sion give When
they that now in bondage dwell no longer captives live When home-return'd the Lord shall bring the people of his choice O then for joy shall Jacob sing and Israel rejoyce Isti tres versus non sunt in textu Hebraeo Graeco Chaldaeo vel in Carmine Apollinarii In Biblâ—â— emendatis relicti sunt ob antiquetatis venerationem sed absque arithmetica notae qua ut proprii distinctique hajus Psalmi versus habeantur A Paulo recitantur hoc ordine THeir throat an open sepulchre the forge of fraud their tongue Their lips more deadly poyson beare than where the Aspe hath stung 2 Their mouth of cursing is a spring of bitternesse a floud Their feet as fowle of prey on wing are swift in shedding bloud 3 Their waies are for vexation made and to destruction load The way of peace is not their trade nor know they how to tread Which knowing not needs must they fall where endlesse horrour lies Of God that have no sense at all no feare before their eies PSAL. 15. Domine quis Psalmus Davidis WHo Lord shall sojourne in thy Tent Inhabit who thy holy Hill Who perfect walkes is working still 2 The workes of Justice to fulfill In heart means truth truth speakes as ment 3 Whose tongue to slander cannot frame Doth to his friend no evill thing Nor gives nor takes reproaches sting From mischiefes venom'd mouth to fling Against his neighbours honest name 4 Whose eye all kind respect forgot Holds in contempt a person vile But rankes them high in honours file To feare the Lord that set their while Sweares to his hurt and changeth not 5 Gives not to biting Usurie For sordid gaine his silver lent Sells not for bribe the innocent To do these things whose mind stands bent Shall stand unmov'd eternally PSAL. 16. Conserva me Michtam Davidis ON thee my safeties hope is staid O God preserve thou me 2 Thou Lord my Lord my soule hath said My good is not to thee 3 Upon the Saints on earth that dwell soules gracious in thy sight Soules that in serving God excell set is my sole delight 4 Their sorrowes shall be multipli'd that after off-gods runne That other god have deifi'd and left thy dues undone Of bloud the offerings they propine I will not once partake Nor of their names these lips of mine shall ever mention make 5 The Lord is of mine heritage the portion of my cup The over-flowing beverage my lot thou holdest up 6 Within a faire and pleasant land the lines for mee are laid A goodly heritage in hand I hold to mee convai'd 7 Thankes to the Lord will I returne for his advertisement Whose fire within my reines doth burne with mighty chastisement 8 The Lord before mee alwaies set my object un-reprov'd On my right hand so him I get I shall not be remov'd 9 My heart therefore thus heartned sung for joy within my brest Glad was the glory of my tongue My flesh in hope shall rest 10 Nor wilt thou leave my soule in hell nor give thy Holy One Where death and shades of darknesse dwell to see corruption 11 The path of life thou mak'st mee know full joyes before thy face From whence perpetuall pleasures flow thy right hand is the place PSAL. 17. Exâ—udi Domine Oratio Davidis HEare justice Lord exactly heed what my loud cries entreat Attend my praier that doth proceed from lips without deceit 2 My judgement from before thy face let come in open sight Let thy pure eies discerne my case and give the Rights their right 3 My heart by night thy search did sound yet nothing didst thou find That with my mouth I did propound to sinne against my mind 4 By workes that earthly man concerne I find what course they runne By thy lips word the pathes I learne of breakers-through to shunne 5 Beat thou my waies and make them plaine my feeble steps fore-guide My feet within thy pathes containe my footing shall not slide 6 On thee I call thou God wilt heare and answer mee againe â—o my request incline thine eare attend how I complaine 7 Thy wondrous mercies set apart from thy insulting foes Saviour of them whose hope thou art that thy right hand oppose 8 O keep me as those chrystall globes the eyes black darling keep And spread thy wings wide covering robes where shadow'd I may sleep 9 My head from wicked faces hide the heads of my decay That compasse me on every side to make my soule their prey 10 Enclos'd in their owne sat they smoake with surfeits doubtfull sweat And with their mouth have proudly spoke their haughty hearts conceit 11 To snare our footsteps in our walkes they now beset us round With eyes as treason closely stalkes to undermine our ground 12 His likenesse is a Lion bold that greedy is to teare So keeps the Lions whelp his hold that lurkes in secret where 13 Rise Lord prevent his sharp fore-sights to stop my foe begin And with thy sword wherewith he fights my soules deliverance win 14 From men the scourge Lord of thy hand from mortall-worldlings will Upon this life whose portions stand whose gorge thy treasures fill Sonnes have they store and of their store when death shall them bereave Then all too much what they have more they to their children leave 15 Now of thy face a view to take shall Justice be my guide In mee when shall thine Image wake I shall be satisfi'd PSAL. 18. Diligam te Domine Ad Praestantem Servi Domini Davidis qui loquutus est Domino verba Cantici hujuâ— in die quo eripuit cum Dominus de volâ omnium inimicorum suorum de manu Saul Et diâ—iâ— O Lord whose strength in mee doth move and all my strength beget The strong impression of my love on thee is wholly set 2 The Lord my rocke whereon to build my fort my Saviour My God my hopes strong hold my shield horne of my health my towre 3 Upon the praised Lord I call'd to him for help I prai'd Mee from my foes he dis-enthrall'd and gave mee saving aide 4 Of death the sorrowes succourlesse were round about mee laid Of over-bearing wickednesse the flouds made me affraid 5 The cords of Hell about mee bent on every side tooke hold The snares of death did mee prevent that I could not unfold 6 Opprest the Lord my God I prest he from his Palace heares Before him came my loud request and entred at his eares 7 Then shook the trembling earth for feare the hills foundations mov'd And at his presence troubled were because his wroth reprov'd 8 A storme of smoake before him came which from his nostrils fum'd And fire out of his mouth did flame that where it came consum'd 9 He bow'd the Heav'ns and made his Throne with earth his foot-stoole meet Beneath the dreadfull light that shone lay darknesse at his feet 10 A Cherub-chariot did him beare whose plumes he made his saile The winds his winged-coursers were
and darknesse was his vaile 11 Darke his pavillion darke the skie darke waters duskie clouds Compose an aërie canopie wherein himselfe he shrowds 12 The brightnesse of his presence tooke the melting clouds in chace With haile and coales hot-burning strooke they fled before his face 13 The Lord from Heav'n in thunder spoke his voice that is most-Hie With stormes of haile made earth to smoake and coales of fire to flie 14 His sheafs of arrowes forth he sent which at the scatt'red flew Of lightning-shot his vollies spent downe his resisters threw 15 The channels of the Maine appeare the worlds foundations vast At thy rebuke discovered were Lord at thy nostrils blast 16 He sent his hand from Heav'n above to bay the waves that flew He tooke mee and from out the drove of many waters drew 17 He freed mee from my strongest foe to whom my strength was small And from my mighty haters moe than I could match withall 18 When I with woe was over-gone they mee fore-laid that day But mee then helper having none the Lord my staffe did stay 19 Where I was bound he brought mee forth enlarg'd and set mee free For of mine owne none other worth but his delight in mee 20 According as my justice stands the Lord did mee reward And to the purenesse of my hands my recompence he shar'd 21 Because what waies the Lord did goe therein my feet have trod And have not as the wicked doe departed from my God 22 For all his Judgements in my sight my guides before mee lay And from mee his Decrees upright I did not turne away 23 So thus with him was I sincere and held integritie Restrain'd my selfe with hand severe from mine iniquitie 24 Just therefore as my Justice stands the Lord to mee supplies Rewards the purenesse of my hands in his pure-sighted eies 25 Thou to the mercifull wilt shew how mercifull thou art Thy strong perfections make him know that is of perfect heare 26 So with the pure to be as pure thy selfe thou wilt reveale And with the froward wilt be sure as frowardly to deale 27 Thus wilt thou save from overthrow poore peoples miserie And strike the eyes of pride as low as they have look't too hie 28 My candle thou shalt surely light this darksome night of mine The Lord my God shall make as bright as lightsome day to shine 29 By thee have I dismai'd an host and broken through them all And by my God where danger most might skare mee scal'd the wall 30 The way of God is perfect ground the Word of JAH is tri'd To all a shield of safetie found whose hopes on him reside 31 For who is God the Lord except Who is a Rocke of Might Say ye that have to Idols crept and give our God his right 32 The God that girdeth mee with strength is he that is my stay And he through all my journles length that perfect gives my way 33 He makes my feet as swift as Hinds to follow or to flie He makes me stand as â—it he finds upon my places hie 34 My hands to warre he doth frequent and weapons learnes to feele These armes of mine to bend and bent to breake a bow of steele 35 On me the shield of saving health thou hast vouchsaf'd to â—eat Thy right hand hath upheld my wealth thy meeknesse made mee great 36 Beneath my feet thou didst enlarge my pathes on every side And of my footsteps took'st such charge my ankles should not slide 37 Mine enemies have I pursu'd and overtooke in flight And not return'd till I subdu'd and ruin'd them outright 38 With wounds I stunn'd them in such wise that now to stand unmeet Nor ever able more to rise they fell beneath my feet 39 For thou with strength hast girt my â—â—de in battell to oppose And under foot to tread their pride against mee that uprose 40 Thou of my foes to mee hast brought the neckes that under yoke I might cut off and bring to nought my haters at a stroke 41 In their distresse for help they cri'd but none there was to save Even to the Lord but none repli'd and he no answer gave 42 Small as the dust before the wind them did I peace-meale beate And them like out-cast rubbish grinde that strewes the myrie street 43 From people with contentions fed thou hast delivered me And of the Heath'ns hast made me head by strangers serv'd to be 44 To mee at hearing of the eare obedient shall they sit And to my power dissembling feare the forraigne shall submit 45 The strangers sonnes shall shrinke away their falsers hearts shall faile And in their holds affraid to stay their closets make their Jaile 46 Let live the Lord my Rocke be blest He that my head did raise The God in whom my health doth rest exalted be with praise 47 My praise of God the Powerfull sings avenger of my wrongs That under my subjection brings the headlesse peoples throngs 48 He from my foes in safetie led and left mee free to stand Above my Rivals rais'd my head rid from the Tyrants hand 49 To thee therefore will I give thanks O Lord and praises frame Among the Heathens thickest rankes to sing unto thy name 50 His Kings salvations great he makes for ever to succeed On his Annointed mercie takes on David and his seed PSAL. 19. Coeli enarrant Victori Psalmus David THe glorie of the God of Heaven the Heav'ns of God declare The Firmament firme proofe hath given his handy-worke they are 2 Day unto day delivereth speech in times alternate lines And night to night doth knowledge teach whose light in darknesse shines 3 No speech no language like their owne to make their meaning found Their voicelesse voice all eares have knowne all heard their soundlesse sound 4 Through all the earth their line is runne their words the world about A Tabernacle for the Sunne in them hath he set out 5 Which like a Bride groome brightly clad leaves his retiring place And Giant-like with gesture glad sets forth to runne his race 6 His beames from Heavens each Signe Syde their oblique round repeat And none there is himselfe can hide from his life-breathing heat 7 Much more the Law 1 of JAH 2 is pure 3 the soule 4 re-purifies 5 Of JAH 6 the Testimonie 7 sure 8 and makes the simple 9 wise10. 8 The Statutes 1 of the Lord 2 upright 3 the heart 4 with joy 5 suffice The Lords 6 Commandment 7 pure 8 gives light 9 to soule-dark-sighted eies10. 9 The reverend feare 1 of JAH 2 from staine 3 stands chaste 4 and cleane for ever 5 Of JAH 6 the Judgements 7 truth 8 containe just 9 are they altogether10. 10 To be desired more than gold than much fine gold they are No honey-drops the combe can hold for sweetnesse may compare 11 Moreoever is thy servant taught by their admonishing Observing them but as they ought how much reward they bring 12 His errours who so
And make my mouth continually his praises instrument 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 Be thou O Lord my soules sole choice my glories soveraigne head The meeke shall heare it and rejoyce by my example led 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 Greatly extoll the Lord with mee such praise together frame As with his greatnesse may agree to magnifie his Name 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Desirous that the Lord should heare I sought him and he heard And sent mee out of all my feare deliverance un-deferr'd 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 Him to behold to him they flow'd his light did them inflame 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Upon their faces fell no cloud no blush the brand of shame 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Zealous this poore man cri'd and crav'd so loud for some redresse That soon the Lord him heard and sav'd from all his deep distresse 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Hovering about them in pitch't field JAH'S Angel spreads his wings To them that feare him for a shield to them releasement brings 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Taste but how good the Lord and see what blessings downe he sends O blessed blessed man is he whose trust on him attends 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 In feare ye Saints that serve the Lord to serve him set your mind All plenty doth his feare afford no want his fearers find 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 10 Courageous Lions hunger-pin'd how poorly seeke they food But they that seeke the Lord shall find no want shall want no good 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 11 Learne sons come listen unto mee my doctrine with you beare Your faithfull teacher will I be how ye the Lord shall feare 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 12 Man who art thou that wouldst live long and see good dayes the while 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 No evill-teller keep thy tongue thy lips from speaking guile 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 13 Shun evills out-side-falsers face the in-side-foule eschew Occasion to doe good embrace seeke peace her steps pursue 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 14 His eares as to the Just to heed so bends the Lord his eies His eyes observers of their need his eares to heare their cries 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 15 Put against them that evill doe firme sets the Lord his face That out may their memoriall goe cut off from earth their race 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 16 True sorrowes guests the poore they cry the Lord their crying heares His aide to them doth he apply and all their troubles cleeres 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 17 Care-broken hearts to them that have the Lord is ever neere And he the contrite spirit will save his care with comfort cheere 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 18 Redundant evills many fall and on the Just encrease Yet soon delivered from them all the Lord will him release 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 19 Summ'd up he safeguards every bone their number and their state That broken of them goes not one to deaths returnlesse gate 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 20 The passage home shall mischiefe thrust the wicked man to slay Just hand on them that hate the Just a guilty death shall lay 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 21 His servants soule the Lord redeemes so deare to him esteem'd And none whose trust of him esteemes as guilty shall be deem'd PSAL. 35. Iudica Domine Davidis MY right O Lord against them plead that plead against my right My powers to fight against them lead whose powers against mee fight 2 Upon thy dart-despising shield and buckler lay thy hand In my defence to fight the field and up to help mee stand 3 Charge lance and sword and stop the way where any mee pursu'th Soule I am thy salvation say say to my soule for truth 4 Confusion let them never lacke that seeke my soules surprize Their branded faces shame send backe my evill that devise 5 Driven as the chaffe before the wind let breath their burthen beare The Angel of the Lord behind them scatt'ring here and there 6 Let darke and slipp'ry be their way and let that they may fall The Angel of the Lord dismay and persecute them all 7 For closely they their net have rigg'd corruptly to entoile And causlesly a pit have digg'd to make my soule their spoile 8 Let desolation unawares and head-long him forestall And caught in his owne secret snares selfe-mischiefe make him fall 9 And let my soule her solace sing that in the Lord I find What joy doth his salvation bring what musicke to my mind 10 Which were my tongue enforc't to stay and silent-strooke in mee My bones would all breake forth and say Lord who is like to thee That bringst deliverance to the poore from hand for him too strong The poore-afflicted from the doore where rapine dwells and wrong 11 False-witnesse did against mee rise avouching termes untrue And they to charge mee did devise with what I never knew 12 My good with evill they repaid and for my recompence My barren soule by them fore-laid berest of all defence 13 But as for mee when sicke they were in sack-cloth weed I mourn'd My humbled soule did food forbeare my bosom'd-praier return'd 14 I walk't as if I had been one had lost a friend or brother I bow'd downe sadly as a sonne that sorroweth for his mother 15 But in my halting glad together the abject-scourges got In spite or scorne I knew not whether to rend mee resting not 16 With flatterers flouting Parasites at riotous Revells met To feast their feasters with delight their teeth against mee whet 17 This Lord how long wilt thou behold my soule from tumult free My dearling from the Lions hold let safely rescu'd be 18 So in the great Assembly thankes to thee will I present And through a mighty peoples rankes will make thy praise be sent 19 O make not my false-hearted foes triumphers over mee With causlesse hate their eyes which close and sleering will not see 20 For why they speake not peace as friends but beare us faire in hand To crosse with their deceitfull ends the quiet of the land 21 Their mouth on mee they opened wide and full of scorne and ire Aha Aha Our eye hath spi'd said they our hearts desire 22 Thou Lord hast seen all this excesse then hold not thou thy tongue From mee O Lord in this distresse depart not farre nor long 23 Arise and make no longer pause to judge my right awake My God my Lord to plead my cause of mine thine owne it make 24 As Justice is thy touch to trie judge Lord my God of mee And let not their unrighteous eie my fall their triumph see 25 Let them not say within their heart Ha this our soule would have Let them not say We for our part have made our throat his grave 26 Abash't confusion cloud their face that at my hurt rejoyce Shame be their shrowd to my disgrace that magnifie their voice 27 But joyfull shouting raise their spirit and give their gladnesse way That in
hunt by troupes condemne the guiltlesse blood 21 My refuge yet the Lord my hopes my God their Rocke makes good 22 On them the Lord shall cause to fall their painfull wickednesse Suppresse them in their malice shall our God shall them suppresse PSAL. 95. Venite exultemus COme to the Lord sing joyfully let us together flocke And shout aloud triumphantly in our Salvations Rocke 2 His face with praise let us prevent in him with Psalmes rejoyce Triumphant shouts to him present and make a cheerfull noise 3 For why the Lord our God is great a mighty King he is Above all gods the Soveraigne seat the power Imperiall his 4 The deeps of earth are in his hand his is the strength of Hills The shore-bound sea the dry-laid land his hand that form'd fulfills 5 O come and let us then adore due worship yeeld him all And prostrate on our knees before the Lord our Maker fall 6 For in his folds and fields is he our God that doth us keep The pasture his his people we we of his hand the sheep 7 To day his voice if ye will heare then harden not your hearts In Meribah like them that were in Massah's Desert parts 8 That day your fathers faulty were shooke off their former awe 9 To tempt Me fell to prove Me there and yet my workes they saw 10 To whom said I with griefe de ferr'd full forty yeeres of daâ—es This people in their heart have err'd and have not knowne my waies 11 To whom I swore it in my wrath hot boiling in my brest If ever witnesse this mine oath they enter not my rest PSAL. 96. Cantaâ—e Domino SIng to the Lord a new set song that all the earth may sing That all that to the Lord belong his praise aloud may ring 2 Sing to the Lord and blesse his Name where-ever day doth dwell Good tidings day by day proclaime of his salvation tell 3 Among the Heath'ns his glory shew to Nations farre and neere His wonders let the people know with wondrous gladnesse heare 4 For great the Lord his greatnesse more than can by praise be prais'd All other gods above before his feare is to be rais'd 5 For all the gods among the Heath'ns are off-gods Idols vaine The Lord is he that made the Heav'ns of Heav'ns that holds the reine 6 Before him beames of glory bright and Majestie bowe downe His Sanctuary marchlesse might and beauteous glory crowne 7 Ascribe unto the Lord ascribe of every line that live Of all the people every tribe all power and glory give 8 Give to the Lord the honour'd Name that with his glory sorts Take up an offring to the same and come into his Courts 9 In honour of his Holy place before the Lord appeare Bowe downe your selves and at his face stand all the earth in feare 10 The Lord so tell the Nations raignes establisht by his might That he the world unmov'd containes shall judge the people right 11 Let Heav'ns the havens of joy rejoyce and let the earth be glad The sea set forth his roaring voice in all his plenty clad 12 Field and what ever clothes the field shout out in speechlesse noise All trees that Frith or Forrest yeeld before the Lord rejoyce 13 Because he comes because he comes with Judgement in his mouth To judge the world with righteous doomes earths people with his Truth PSAL. 97. Dominus regnavit REjoyce let earths whole Continent it is the Lord that raignes Be glad ye many Islands pent within the Maines demaines 2 About him clouds and darknesse round obscur'd the light that shone With Justice Judgement laid the ground the Bases of his Throne 3 Consuming fire before him goes that flaming from on hie On every side pursues his foes them following where they slie 4 His lightnings at the world shoot light which bright but dreadfull shines The earth lies trembling at the sight and from her hinge declines 5 In presence when the Lord appear'd like waxe the Mountaines melt The Lord of all the earth they fear'd his presence trembling felt 6 His Justice as the Heavens declare whose Ministers they be On earth how great his glories are so all the people see 7 Graven Images all they that serve confusion stands before That boast of Idols whom they carve him all ye gods adore 8 This Sion heard and joy'd to heare that such successe they had Thy â—udgements Lord with reverend feare made Judah's daughters glad 9 For thou O Lord â—ar higher art than all the earth is hie No height to thy heights lowest part of all the gods comes nie 10 Hate evill ye that love the Lord who for his Saints doth stand His servants favour'd-soules restor'd to free from wicked hand 11 A light is for the Just one sowne whose crop shall come to light From whence shall sheaves of joy be mow'n by men in heart upright 12 Ye â—ust then in the Lord rejoyce your musicke make his praise His Holinesse with thankfull voice remembring to up-raise PSAL. 98. Cantate Domino SIng to the Lord a new-set song for wonders hath he done With holy Arme whose right hand strong hath his Salvation wonne 2 His saving health the Lord made knowne the Nations eyes beheld His Justice to the people shewne hath he himselfe reveal'd 3 His Truth and Mercy mindfull friends to Israels house have been And of the earth have all the ends our Gods Salvation seen 4 Shout to the Lord a cheerfull cry let all the earth up-raise Shout out rejoyce triumphantly in joyfull Psalmes sing praise 5 Sing Psalmes with Harp with Harp Voice Psalmes to th' Eternall sing 6 With Trumpets sound with Cornets noise before the Lord the King 7 Roare sea and all that sea full fills world and world-dwellers all 8 High-rising rivers high-borne Hills clap hands to shouting fall 9 Before the Lord for he in â—ight to judge the earth is come To give the world his judgements right the peoples equall doome PSAL. 99. Dominus regnavit THe Lord is King though peoples sits his raigne in rage reprove Between the Cherubims he sits let earths foundations move 2 The Lord is great in Zions fame above all people hie 3 Great fearfull holy is his Name let their confession crie 4 Strength-strengthning Judgement loves the King of Righteousnesse his Throne With Justice Judgement stablishing in Jacob hast thou done 5 The Lord our God as it is meet exalt and prostrate all Before the footstoole of his feet for he is Holy fall 6 With Moses Aarons Priests enstall'd and Samuel on his Name With them that call on JAH they call'd the Lord then answer'd them 7 He from the cloudy Pillar spoke they in obedience have His Testimonies kept unbroke the Law to them he gave 8 Thou Lord our God didst answer make their pardoning God thou weâ—t Yet did thy vengeance overtake and their inventions thwart 9 Exalt the Lord our God before his holy Mountaine all For Holy is our God
must whereof our masse was made Remembers that we be but dust our Harbinger the spade 15 The daies of man as of the grasse attend the sithe of death As flower in field his flower doth passe and withreth with a breath 16 A blast of wind upon it blew and then it ceast to grow Then ceast to be and where it grew the place no more did know 17 To them the Lord is ever kind that to his feare doe cleave Them shall the childrens children find his Justice shall not leave 18 On them that to his Covenant bind their hearts observance strait And his Commandments beare in mind to practise Mercies wait 19 The Lord hath firmly for his stall in Heav'ns prepar'd his Throne His Kingdomes Scepter over all hath Soveraigntie alone 20 O ye his Angels blesse the Lord yâ— that in strength excell That doe his Word and of his Word attend the voices spell 21 Blesse ye the Lord all ye his Hosts his Armies at his will His Cursitors in all his coasts his pleasure to fulfill 22 All ye his workes that where he reignes all places may afford To blesse the Lord employ your paines may soule blesse thou the Lord. PSAL. 104. Benedic anima SIng to the Lord my soule sing praise Thou Lord my God art wondrous great Whose vestures golden-circled raies With beauteous glory crowne thy seat 2 Which deck'st thy selfe as with a robe With light that never eye attain'd Which for thy vaile about earths globe The Canopie of Heaven hast strain'd 3 His roofes with starre-set seas he seeles Their beames in plates of waters binds Ascends the clouds his chariot wheeles And walkes upon the long-wing'd winds 4 He makes his Angels messengers And with his Spirit their spirits inspires Sends forth his Judgements ministers The lightning-fooâ—ed flames of fires 5 The earth upon her Bases laid To one so equall point he drove To one so stedfast Center weigh'd As never weight her weight might move 6 As with a garment with the deep Thou coveredst earth the Maine 〈◊〉 Maine sea above the Mountaines steep Above the Mount of Ararat 7 At thy rebuke the waters fled Thy thunders voice them rid away 8 The Hills un-heald held up their head The Vallies where thou laidst them lay 9 The Waters bound didst thou ordaine Bound which they should not dare to passe Nor ever more returne againe To drowne the earth as once it was 10 He into Vallies sends his springs To dye their dusty mantles green From Rock-rent heads their current brings To walke the Mountaine veines between 11 Whose channels having cheer'd the field And to the earth given moisture first To all the wild Beasts beaverage yeeld There breake the Onagers their thirst 12 The Foules of heaven their housholds bring And there in notes of Natures choice Their Makers Halelu-jahs sing Between the branches give the voice 13 Upon the Mountaines garden-land His deawes are from his Limbecks still'd With store without mans helping hand Fruit of thy workes the earth is fill'd 14 For cattell makes he grasse to grow And herbe for use of earthly man Whose simples who so wise that know As well for meat as medicine can 15 The earth to bring forth bread and wine The wine with joy that swells the veines With oile that makes mans face to shine And bread that strength of heart sustaines 16 The trees of God are fill'd with sap The Cedar trees of Lebanon Which he hath planted on the lap Of earth for them to feed upon 17 That there their nests the Birds may build The kind-love Storke in Pine-tree grove 18 High Mountaine cliffes the Roe-deere wild Safe-sheltring Rockes the Conies love 19 The Moon ne made for certain tides Constant in her inconstant face The Sun that daily progresse rides Of his dismounting knowes the place 20 Thou puttest darknesse darknesse night Then all the woods wild Beasts forth creep By prey that live and love not light Then harmfull wake when harmlesse sleep 21 Fierce Lions roaring for their prey Their food of life from God request 22 The Sun gets up they get away And in their dens couch downe to rest 23 Then out goes man to take in hand His worke till night his travell end With toiling Beast from labour'd land Till evening home him weary send 24 Thy workes O Lord how many are In wisedome hast thou made them all The earths abundance is thy care Whose riches thee Creatour call 25 This sea so great wide-handed deep Thou foundedst fathom'st fillst the seat Where kinds innumerable creep Lords of the sinne both small and great 26 There ships their course by compasse can And cut the Maine to make their way There walkes the vast Leviathan Whom thou therein hast form'd for play 27 These all on thee attentive looke That thou in season give them food 28 Thou giv'st they take and having tooke From thy free hand are fill'd with good 29 Thou hid'st from them thy faces day They at so sudden trouble mourne Their spirit thou tak'st their breath away They to their dust againe returne 30 Againe thou sendest forth thy Spirit Whence they created take their birth Which by traduction they inherit As thou renew'st the face of earth 31 The glory of the Lord shall shine For ever in eternall light Which length of time shall not confine The Lord shall in his workes delight 32 The earth stands trembling at his looke Unable to endure his sight Let him but touch the Mountaines smoake And clothe the earth in clouds of night 33 Sing to the Lord will I so long As life in mee leaves any breath Sung to the Lord shall be my song Untill my being be in death 34 My Muse on him shall sweetly call And in the Lord rejoyce with me 35 Consum'd from earth let sinners fall And wicked men no more let be PSAL. 105. Confitemini Domino COnfessing to the Lord give thankes and call upon his Name Make knowne among the peoples rankes his powerfull acts proclaime 2 Sing ye to him to him sing praise a Psalme that shall excell His praise-excelling workes up-raise of all his wonders tell 3 His holy Name your glory make and let their heart rejoyce That for the Lord all joy forsake to seeke him set their choice 4 O seeke the Lord with zealous mind his Oracle of grace His Arke of strength enquire to find seeke evermore his face 5 His marvels done his wonders heed his mouths expressions 6 O ye his servant Abrams seed his chosen Jacobs sons 7 He is the Lord our God whose care in us hath speciall right In all the earth his Judgements are in every Nations sight 8 His Covenant he doth ever mind his words command fore-past That childrens childrens seed should find a thousand ages last 9 This Covenant he with Abram strooke to Isaac swore to pay 10 To Jacob for a Law betooke to Israel for aye 11 Thine off-spring saying to advance I Cana'n land will give The line of thine Inheritance
him to allay His head he therefore shall up-lift PSAL. III. Confitebor tibi Domine Acroflichon Halelu-jah 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ALl hearty praise and hearts-complaints to thee Lord will I bring 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Be 〈◊〉 in secret with the Saints of in the Qâ—ire I sing 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 Great are the actions of the Lord and greatly after sought 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Desir'd of all in whom his Word a true delight hath wrought 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 His glory and his honours praise his worke all workes obscures 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Unto beyond the length of daies his Justice firme endures 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Summes of his marvels left to be memorials on record 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 How full of clemencie is he how mercifull the Lord 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 To them that feare him hath his hand an un-bought portion given 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Is mindfull with his Covenants band for ever to make even 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Conquests of power proud Nations spoiles he let his people see 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Left them and theirs of Heathen soiles Inheritors to be 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Made all of Truth and Judgement are the actions of his hands 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 No lesse as faithfull past compare are all his Precepts bands 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Set stedfast are they every one beyond the length of daies 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 How truly how sincerely done how upright in their waies 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 9 Precovenanted Redemption came his people to restore 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Sent in his holy dreadfull Name 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 commanded evermore 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 10 Right entrance wisedomes ports into to feare the Lord first lay 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 So wisely doe they all that doe 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 their praise shall stand for aye PSAL. 112. Beatus Vir. Acroflichon Halelu-jah 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 ALl blessings blesse the man that stands of God the Lord in feare 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 But of delight in his commands of no delight can heare 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 2 Grow mighty shall on earth his seed about his dwelling place 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Daily shall blessings blessings breed to blesse the righteous race 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 3 His house of wealth and treasures heap't shall be a house of store 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 What with his Justice he hath reap't shall stand for evermore 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 4 Such light in darknesse shall arise as lightens hearts upright 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Him Grace and Mercy magnifies his lamp shall Justice light 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 5 The good man graciously proceeds and bountifully lends 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 In sound advisement weighs his deeds his words with Judgement spends 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 6 Certainly his foundations frame no adverse storme shall straine 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Lasting for ever shall his Name In memorie remaine 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 7 Make him to feare the fowle event none evill heare-say shall 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Not so his heart is fixt and bent â—o trust the Lord withall 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 8 Set stedfast holds his heart his hold from feare of perill free 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 His enemies to ruine sold till he in safetie see 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 9 Poore soules among his Almes are thrown 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 such Justice daies and daies 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Continue shall by bounty growne his Horne shall honour raise 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 10 Repining shall the wicked see this sight and pallid ire 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Shall gnash the teeth shall melted be 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to nought with his desire PSAL. 113. Laudate puerâ— Halelu-jah PRaise ye that serve the Lord proclaime sing to the Lords Name praise 2 Blest be the Lords eternall Name beyond the length of daies 3 The Lords eternall Name be prais'd throughout this Sun-race Round From where the Easterne beames are rais'd to where the Westerne bound 4 The Lord is high above the Heathens Commander in all lands His glory is above the Heavens and all their Host commands 5 Who with the Lord our God compares whose dwelling is on hie And yet on Heaven and Earth he cares and daignes to cast his eie 6 From dust the down-cast rais'd he takes from dung the needy cleeres The poore with Princes Peeres he makes his peoples Princes Peeres 7 He makes the barren dweller breed and house-build-issue bring A joyfull mother of her seed her Halelu-jah sing Halelu-jah PSAL. 114. In exitu Israel WHen Israel out from Egypt went from Pharaohs heavie hand And Jacobs house from bondage sent had left that strange-tongu'd land 2 His Sanctuary Judah led his Scepters Israel 3 The sea that saw gave way and fled and Jordan backward fell 4 The Mountaines leap't like high-fed Rams among the flockes of sheep The little Hills like wanton Lambs like-wanton revells keep 5 What ail'd thee O thou sea to flie and leave thy corall bed That Jordan backe thou turn'dst and why revolted to thy head 6 Ye Mountaines that like Rams ye leap't among the flockes of sheep Like Lambs ye ravish't Hillocks heap't like-raptur'd revells keep 7 The presence of the Lord compell'd the earth beyond her law Of Jacobs God the presence held the trembling earth in awe 8 Which from the veines of Rockes let bloud his water-lakes doth bring And makes into a mighty floud from flint the fountaine spring PSAL. 115. Non nobis NOt unto us Lord not to us give glory to thy Name Proclaime it for thy Mercy thus thus for thy Truth proclaime 2 And wherefore should the Heathens crie Where is their God forsooth 3 Our God is in the Heavens most hie and what him pleaseth doth 4 Their Idols silver are and gold whose melted masse they serve Worke which the hand of man doth mold and curious is to carve 5 A mouth they have but speech none there and eyes but casements blind 6 And eares but eares that cannot heare nor scent their noses wind 7 Hands where no sense of feeling found feet that foot never went Their senslesse trunkes at all no sound nor lungs or throat to vent 8 Like stuffe to them their makers are like drosse of divers dust Like Saints like Servitors compare are all that in them trust 9 Trust in the Lord O Israel on him their hopes who build Their hopes are sure to speed them well he is their help and shield 10 Upon the Lord O Aarons house your hopes foundation build Such hopes find him auspicious he is their help and shield 11 O ye in holy reverence to feare the Lord that yeeld In whom ye feare put confidence he is their help and shield 12 The Lord to us remembring well his blessing to expresse Will blesse the house of Israel the house of
is for ever 2 Praise him that is of gods the God whose mercy faileth never 3 Praise him that is of lords the Lord whose mercy is for ever 4 His sole done wonders great record whose mercy faileth never 5 The Heavens that by his wisedome made whose mercy is for ever 6 The earth above the waters spread his mercy ceaseth never 7 Which made great lights for severall place his mercy is for ever 8 The Sun by day to runne his race his mercy failing never 9 The Moon and Starres to governe night his mercy lasting ever 10 In their first-borne did Egypt smite his mercy failing never 11 And Israel from amidst them brought his mercy is for ever 12 With mighty hand and arme out-rought his mercy failing never 13 The red sea into parts did lay his mercy is for ever 14 And through the midst made Israel way his mercy failing never 15 There shook off Pharaoh and his Host his mercy lasting ever 16 His people led through Desert-coast his mercy failing never 17 Great Kings he smote and overthrew his mercy is for ever 18 And mighty Kings in battell slew his mercy failing never 19 As Sehon King of Amorites his mercy lasting ever 20 And Ghog the King of Basanites his mercy ceasing never 21 Their land in heritage to have his mercy is for ever 22 To Israel his servant gave his mercy failing never 23 Which of our humbled state esteem'd his mercy is for ever 24 From our distressors us redeem'd his mercy failing never 25 Bread to all flesh by whom is given his mercy lasting ever 26 Confesse ye to the God of Heaven whose mercy ceaseth never PSAL. 137. Super flumina Babyl DOwne sate we by the rivers side that waters Babels wall To raise whose streames a springing tide of teares our eyes let fall Remembring Sion in our vowes our uselesse Harps we hung 2 Upon amidst the willow boughes as slightly tun'd as strung 3 For they that led us captives there requir'd of us a song A Sion-song said let us heare these moanes some mirth among 4 O no! nor harp we have nor hand nor voice to straine nor string Our Sion-song in Shinar-land song of the Lord to sing 5 If O Jerusalem I set no more by thee than so Let my right hand her skill forget my voice her song forgoe 6 My tongue fast to my palate cling aâ—d never tune employ If ought I doe but Salem sing the Soveraigne of my joy 7 Be mindfull Lord of Edoms sons who said on Salems day Raze Raze to her foundations with earth her levell lay 8 Thou Daughter Babel laidst us waste thy selfe shalt wasted be O happy that as done thou hast to us shall doe to thee 9 O happy that thy little ones from mothers breasts shall rash And pitilesse against the stones their braines in pieces dash PSAL. 138. Consitebor tibi Davidis I Will confesse thee to their face with all the heart in mee Were Princes Angels Gods in place Psalmes will I sing to thee 2 Prostrate before thy holy Seat thy Name will I confesse Thy tender mercies there repeat and sing thy faithfulnesse For all thy powerfull deeds proclaime and ample proofe afford That thou hast magnifi'd thy Name above all Name thy Word 3 The day I cri'd to thee I cri'd thou heardst and answerdst mee My soule with vigour was suppli'd and strengthned much by thee 4 Kings of the earth shall all confesse and make thy praise appeare When of thy mouth the faithfulnesse the words O Lord they heare 5 Their songs shall of the waies entreat that to the Lord belong For of the Lord the glory great is subject of their song 6 For though the Lord be thron'd on hie yet are his eies below The lowly-hearted ever nie the proud afar to know 7 Amidst distresse although I went reviv'd by thee I stand Thy hand against my haters sent to save me thy right hand 8 This worke the hand that wrought me this the Lord accomplish will Thy mercy Lord for ever is thy handy-worke fulfill PSAL. 139. Domine probisti Ad Praestantem Davidis Psalmus THou hast O Lord me searched out and knowne 2 My sitting downe and my up-rising are Within thy knowledge cleerer than mine owne My thoughts un-thought thou understandst afarre 3 My path my pallet winnow'd with thy fan And all my waies thy custome is to scan 4 For in my tongue there teem's not any word The breathlesse infant of my pregnant thought Bucloe un-borne thou know'st it wholly Lord Though with the organs of my speech un-wrought 5 Behind before thou hast beset me straight And of thy hand upon me put the waight 6 It is too wonderfull for me to know To itâ— cannot it is set so hie 7 O from thy spirit whither shall I goe And whither shall I from thy presence flie 8 If I ascend the Heavens the Heavens thee beare Make I my bed the Hell loe thou art there 9 Take I the early-rising mornings wings And utmost seas my uncouth dwelling make 10 Even thither me thy hand my leader brings And thy right hand fast hold on me shall take 11 Yet sure shall darknesse shrowd me if I say The night about me shall be light as day 12 For light-lesse darknesse darkneth not from thee But as the day before thee shines the night Where seeing sees not thou hast eyes to see As darknesse is to thee so is the light 13 My reines are but the texture of thy loome Thou coveredst me within my mothers wombe 14 For casting me in such a covert mold My praise shall of thy fearfull wonders tell How marvellous thy workes are to behold My soule cannot expresse yet knowes right well 15 No bone of mine from thee is hid to know Though close embroidred in the earth below 16 Thine eyes did on my shapelesse substance looke And fram'd my members from a formlesse masse Each one of them is written in thy booke What day they formed were when none there was 17 How precious are O God thy thoughts to mee Of their increase what mighty summes I see 18 To number them to number were the sand As oft as I awake I am with thee 19 That thou O God wouldst slay the wicked band And men of blouds Depart ye all from mee 20 Which speake of thee what mischiefe can devise And but lift up in vaine thine enemies 21 And doe not I Lord them that hate thee hate And grieve at those that up against thee rise As if with me thy haters held debate As if they me despis'd that thee despise 22 In hatreds full perfection them I hate And in the number of my foes relate 23 Search me O God my secret angles sound And of my heart exactest knowledge take Examine mine intentions from their ground Of all my thoughts a perfect audit make See whether I in sorrowes by-path stray And lead me in the everlasting way PSAL. 140. Eripe me Domine Ad Praestantem Psalmus Davidis
THe evill man the violent from me O Lord keep farre 2 Whos 's heart on mischiefe wholly bent they daily gather warre 3 They like a Serpent whet their tongue beneath their lips beare stings With Aspes fell poyson to be stung lesse deadly danger brings Selah 4 Lord keep me from the wicked hand and from the violent To thrust away my feet which stand and study to prevent 5 For me the proud have hid a snare with cords wide spread a net Way-laid my path at un-aware their grins for me have set Selah 9 Thou to the Lord my God I said to heare this voice of mine A suitor to thy grace for aide thine eare O Lord encline 7 Lord God my strength my strength to lead my saving health from harmes Thou sett'st the Helmet on my head upon the day of Armes 8 Lord wicked men encourage not nor grant them their desire O further not his crafty plot lest further they aspire Selah 9 Upon my chiefest haters head that compasse me about A covering of their lips to spread let mischiefe maâ—ke them out 10 Let burning coales on them descend hot fire on them let fall And into dungeons deep them send whence rise they never shall 11 A man of tongue shall never grow establish't in the land But evill to his overthrow shall hunt the griping hand 12 I know the Lord will Justice frame the poore opprest to quit The Just shall sure confesse thy Name the right before thee sit PSAL. 141. Ad te Domine Psalmus Davidis TO this complaint O Lord of mine thy speedy help apply Thine eare unto my voice encline when unto thee I cry 2 As incense let my praier be sent and right before thee rise Let mine up-lifted palmes present an evening sacrifice 3 Set Lord a watch my mouth before my wandring tongue to tie And of my lips keep fast the doore whence words have wings to flie 4 To evill further not my heart pretences to pretend Their dainties let me eate no part whom wicked deeds commend 5 But smite me let the Just in love his hand up-lifted lights Compassions his reprovings prove his Mawle in mercy smites Such balme none such the wicked powre shall never breake mine head For in their evills evill houre my praier for them shall plead 6 Their â—udges though by hands of rockes lie fell'd beneath our feet To heare my sayings swarme by flockes for they are pleasing sweet 7 Our scattred bones together put the mouth of Hell receives As stone on earth from Quarry cut as chips the cleaver cleaves 8 But unto thee O God the Lord mine eyes attendant looke When help thou wilt my hopes afford leave not my soule forsooke 9 Preserve me from the handed-snare which they for me have laid And grins for which their wicked care with cost and paine hath paid 10 But let the wicked downe be cast his toile his taker be While I together over-past his fall my safety see PSAL. 142. Voce mea ad Dominum Maschil Davidis cùm esset in spelunca oratio MY voyce up to the Lord I strain'd and shew'd my wofull case My voyce unto the Lord complain'd and humbly su'd for grace 2 My meditation I prepar'd before him to expresse Before his face have I declar'd and powr'd out my distresse 3 When sunk my spirit within me lay my path then didst thou know A snare to walk on in my way they closely did bestow 4 On my right hand I lookt and saw to know me there was none All refuge did from me withdraw to seeke my soule not one 5 To thee ô Lord I cry'd and said to thee my hopes arrive My lot before me thou hast lay'd the land of them that live 6 Consider my complaint to thee attend my low-brought cry From my pursuers rescue me they stronger are than I. 7 My soule out of close prison bring I shall confesse thy Name The just about me in a ring thy bountie shall proclaime PSAL. 143. Deus exaudi Psalmus Davidis HEare Lord my prayer my fuits entend which I for grace to thee And to thy faithfulnesse commend in justice answer me 2 And enter not by judgements right thy servants sins to sound For justifi'd shall in thy sight not one that lives be found 3 My soule is by my foe pursu'd my life to earth lies smit Among the dead for ever mew'd in darknesse set to sit 4 My spirit within me spent hath left my understanding craz'd My troubled heart of rest bereft amidst me lyes amaz'd 5 I call to mind the daies of old on all thy worke I muse Thy deeds my serious thoughts behold what passe thy hands peruse 6 To thee I stretch forth either hand thy help to entertaine My soule â—or thee as weary land thirsts after welcome raine Selah 7 Haste Lord and heare my spirit is done hide not thy face from me Like them that downe the pit are gone lest else made soon I be 8 Thy morning mercy make me heare in thee I trust to mee The way I am to walke make cleere I list my soule to thee 9 From my pursuing enemies O Lord deliver me That where my safeties shelter lies for covert flie to thee 10 Thou art my God to doe thy will O make me understand To guide me thy good Spirit instill where right commands the land 11 And for that Names sake of thine owne thou Lord shalt quicken mee As for thy Justice thou art knowne my soule from pressure free 12 Against my foes thy power employ make strong thy Mercies arme My soules distressors all destroy that me thy servant harme PSAL. 144. Benedictus Dominus Davidis BLest be the Lord my Rocke of Might my Fortresse never farre By whom my hands are taught to fight my fingers fram'd for warre 2 My Mercy my strong Hold my Towre my Saviour and my Shield In whom I trust and by whose power to me my people yeeld 3 Lord what is man that thy respect to know him takes such care Why on the sons of man reflect and reckon what they are 4 Man is of vanity a masse made up on earth to creep Whose daies as slides the shadow passe to death the house of sleep 5 Thy Heav'ns O Lord bow and come downe with tempests warning stroke And with thy clouds the Mountaines crowne but touch and they shall smoake 6 Lighten thy lightnings fi'ry darts to scatter them withall Send home thine arrowes to their hearts and troubled make them fall 7 Thy saving hand send from on hiâ— for my deliverance stand Rid from the many waters nie freed from strange childrens hand 8 Whose mouth of vanitie the mold dissembles in their stile On falshood whose right hand takes hold a right hand full of guile 9 To thee O God prepare will I a new-set song to sing On ten-string'd Lute and Psalterie with sound of voice and string 10 His gift it is whereby Kings stand salvation that they have Doth from the sword in mischiefes hand