despise Their God is otherwise imploy'd Then to regard their Cries For sure thy all surveying Eye Their Tyrannies beheld Severely marking open Wrongs And Malice most conceal'd Since therefore it remains in Thee The Feeble to defend To Thee the Poor commits their Cause The Orphans only friend Break thou the Strength of evil Men O God whom we adore Pursue their bold Impieties Until they be ho more Then shall thy rescu'd Poor confess Thy everlasting Reign While deep Perdition swallows up The Ungodly and Prophane But the Petitions of the Poor Thou wilt in Mercy hear With thankful Hearts by thee prepar'd To reap the Fruits of Prayer Then shalt thou judge the Fatherless And give the Poor his right Nor shall the haughty Tyrant more Oppress him With his Might PSALM XI GOD is my Hope then to my Soul Why speak ye bitter words And say fly to the desert Hills Like the affrighted Birds Behold the Wicked bend their Bow And ready is the Dart With fatal Aim directed still To pierce the Righteous Heart All the Foundations of his Hope Are quite cast down they cry Lord what have good Men done that they must thus forsak'n dye But high in Heav'n the Immrotal God Has fix'd his Azure Throne And thence on poor afflicted Souls In pity will look down Thence he beholds the Ways of Men With a discerning Eye Approving Right detesting Works Of bold Impiety On them will He rain all his Plagues Together summoned up Brimstone and Fire in dismal Storms The Portion of their Cup. For God the God of holy Truth Will Righteous Men embrace And to the Just with Favour shew The brightness of his Face PSALM XII HElp Lord Oh help for godly Men Chac'd from the Earth are fled The Faitful seem to lye conceal'd 'Mong the forgotten dead The common Talk of Neighbours now Is all but Vanity For what their double Hearts intend Their flattering Tongues deny But let Dissemblers perish Lord From the corrupted Earth And the triumphing Boaster find The folly of his Mirth Who say that by such Tricks of State We will our Names extoll Are not our Lips and Tongues our own Who shall our Pride controul When moved with the loud Complaints And Sighings of the Poor I will arise saith God and them To quiet Peace restore Nor are thy Promises O God Dispersed in the Wind More pure then Silver are thy Words Tho' many times refind Now therefore keep thy Promise Lord Amd save thy chos'n Race For now Impiety prevails And potent Wrong takes place And well thou know'st when violent Men Are lofty in command The godly languish ill prepar'd Their fury to withstand PSALM XIII HOW long wilt thou forget me Lord In this afflicted plight How long wilt thou conceal from me Thy all-restoring Light How long shall I in deep suspence Consult my weary Soul How long shall my insulting Foes Thus lawlessly controul Consider Lord and hear the Cries Which my loud Sorrows make And least I sleep the sleep of Death Keep thou mine Eyes awake Least in their Triumphs thus they sing We have prevail'd at length Least their proud Trophies they advance I hat have pull'd down my Strength Yet are my Hopes in God my King His Fame will I advance And tho' forsak'n sing of Him For past Deliverance PSALM XIV THE Fool has said there is no God For Men are all now grown Abominable in their Works Not one upright not one The Lord look'd down from Heav'n and view'd Man's all-corrupted Race To see who would seek after Him Or Holiness embrace But Lord they blindly all obey'd Blasphemous Ignorance There was not one that gave his mind Thy Worship to advance Vain workers of Iniquity That will not understand How they like Bread my People eat And have my Laws prophan'd But Fear shall soon surprize 'em all When dreaming least of fear For in defence of the Upright Th' Almighty will appear For they have proudly laught to scorn The Counsels of the Just And in derision held the Poor That make the Lord their trust Oh that the Lord to Israel His promise would fulfill And send Salvation to his Church From Sion's holy Hill Then when thy People shall return From heavy Thraldom free Triumphant Jacob shall rejoyce And glad shall Israel be PSALM XV. WHO shall inhabit Lord of Hosts Thy Holy Place s0 pure Or whom shall Sion's sacred Towrs In fix'd repose secure The Man whose Life is uncorrupt And blameless in thy sight Who from his Heart the Friend of Truth Continues still upright Whose Tongue ne'r vented vile Reproach His Neighbour to defame Nor ever harbour'd false Reports To prejudice his Name Who lowly in his own esteem Does wicked Men despise While they that truly fear the Lord Are pretious in his Eyes Who always faithful to perform His Vow and Covenant both Tho' to his harm he sometime Swears yet changes not his Oath He that tormenteth not the Poor With griping Usury Nor to defeat the Innocent E'er took accursed Fee The Man thus blameless in his Life Of Heaven's great King belov'd Shall prsoper in his holy Hill And never be remov'd PSALM XVI THou great preserver of my Life Continue my defence For in thee only Oh my God I fix my Confidence My quiet Soul to God has said Thee only I adore Not all my heaps of treasur'd Wealth Can add unto thy Store But my Relief I give to them That are on Earth upright To them in Vertue that excel Who are my chief Delight They shall heap sorrow on their heads Whose giddy Ignorance Thy Truth forsakes of Idol Gods The Worship to advance I will not of their Sacrifice In any sort partake Nor yet so much as of their Names The smallest mention make The Lord is my Inheritance The Portion of my Rest My sacred Lot shalt thou maintain First by thy Aid possest In places far for Pleasure fam'd My Lot is measur'd forth I have a goodly Heritage The Garden of the Earth Prais'd be thy Name thy Grace inspir'd My Knowledge of thy Will Teaching my Slumbers in the Night Thy Precepts to fulfill The Lord I set before me still On whom my Hopes rely'd While he directs my wary Steps My Feet shall never slide My Soul rejoic'd from Tyrant Death To be for ever free My Flesh in hopes of future Life Likewise depends on thee For sure thou wilt not leave my Soul Within the Grave asleep Nor let thy Holy One abide Corruption in the Deep Rather instruct me how to find That fair and goodly way Which leads me to those blissful seats Of never-setting Day There in thy Presence to behold Th' Eternal Stores os Bliss And all those Pleasures that surround The Throne of Paradise PSALM XVII COnsider well my case O Lord And to my Cause give ear And with thy wonted Grace attend To my unfeigned Prayer Yea let thy own avenging Wrath The Sentence execute And with an equal Eye regard The Right of my Dispute For thou by Night
Despis'd of all Mankind Thou hast preserv'd me in despite Of my contending Foes That still with eager Violence My Honour did oppose And thou hast made the Heathen stoop To my subduing Sword Strangers that knew me not before Now serve me as their Lord. When they but hear my Name they yield Not able to withstand And distant Kings their proffer'd Realms Submit to my Command Tho' far remote in dread of Me Their fainting hearts sink down They tremble in their Lurking holes In fear of my Renown Jehovah lives Blest be the Rock Of my Deliverance And let the God of my defence His Glorious Name advance Thou Great Preserver of my Life Even Thou hast set me free From those that prest my injur'd Soul The Sons of Cruelty Therefore O Lord o're all the World Will I extol thy Fame And study still new Songs of Praise In Honour of thy Name Most tenderly dost Thou preserve Thy dear Anointed King And wilt shew mercy to his Throne For ever flourishing PSALM C. To the Proper Tune Clangite Jehovae OH all the Earth sing loud to God And every Region Praise his Name Serve him with Gladness and with Songs Extol his everlasting Fame For know ye that the Lord is God He made us and our days decreed We are his People and the sheep That in his goodly pastures feed Oh enter then his Gates with joy And fill his Holy Courts with Praise Give thanks to him and bless his Name That Name which Heav'n and Earth obeys For the free Mercies of the Lord Endure to all Eternity Nor does his Truth e're fail the Hopes Of them that on his Truth relye Another way VVIth shouts of Joy let all the Earth The Praises of the Lord Proclaim With chearful Hymns and Odes resound The Adoration of his Name For he the Parent of the World First made us and our days decreed We are his People and the sheep That in his goodly pastures feed Enter his Gates with praise and fill His Holy Courts with chearful Songs Extol applaud and celebrate His Power to whom all Power belongs For still in an Eternal Stream His Goodness and his mercy flow His Truth endures from Age to Age The same o're all things here below PSALM CI. Misericordiam Judicium MErcy and Judgment are the Theams I hat wake my tuneful strings Of them I sing and sing to thee Great Soveraign of Kings Wisdom and justice are the Props That my soft Rule sustain Behold since thou didst fix my Throne The Method of my Reign For in th' Uprightness of my heart To Privacy restrain'd A true Example there I walk't Of Soveraign Command No wicked Deed my Regal Power Did meanly Countenance Nor fawning Falshood in my Court Did her proud Head advance They that with sullen Envy muse Disturbances of state I still abhor'd their vile Converse Chief Objects of my Hate He that with baneful slander sought His Neighbour to enthral Like to the Proud without Remorse Did by my Justice fall But to the Virtuous of the Land My favour still was shewn Religious Officers did shine Like stars about my Throne The fraudulent contrives of State My Councils never knew Them that by lyes their Pomp upheld My Anger did pursue Betimes will I exterminate The Wickeds growing Race No Harbour shall th' Ungodly find Within thy Holy Place PSALM CXXXVII WHen from our Country Captive led Upon the Banks we sate Of Babylons remoter streams Bewailing our hard fate Then lofty Sions ruin'd Walls Our thoughtful woes survey'd Those Walls no more for us to see All now in Ashes laid Streight from our Eyes grown big with tears A Briny Deluge fell Our Sobs and Sighs supprest the words That sought our Griefs to tell Upon the pensive Willow Boughs Our Lutes untuned hung And our neglected Harps lay by As carelesly unstrung Come Captives leave your fruitless Moans Our taunting Spoylers cry'd And Sing us one of Sions Songs But sadly we reply'd Ah! who can now those Airs repeat With which our Temple rang Who so distrest as we can sing As our blest Fathers sang Shall Babylon our songs deride So charming to the Ear Shall a Prophane and Forreign Land Our sacred Musick hear No dear Jerusalem no no If ever I forget Thy vast Affliction and thy share Of misery so great First let my nimble joynts benum'd Forget their Active Skill No more let tuneful Lute or Harp Their Artful Touches feel First to my dry and Parched Roof My useless Tongue be glew'd Unless thy joys and Songs of Praise Be once again renew'd Lord curse thou Edoms traiterous Race That in our ruin revell'd Sack burn destroy and kill they cry'd Let all be lowly levell'd And thou Fierce Babel when thy Tide Of Tryumph once shall turn Oh mayst thou then a Victor now Thy sadder ruin Mourn Full happy He who spoils thee then As thou hast laid us wast And makes the tast those bitter woes Which thou hast made us tast Who from the wailing Mothers Breasts The tender Babes shall tear And with their Blood the rugged Stones And Pavements all besmeare PSALM CXLVIII To the Common Tune and Measure LET Highest Heav'n extol The Praises of the Lord And all the seats of Bliss Melodiously accord Let Angels Praise Him with sweet Hymns And numerous Hosts of Seraphims Praise him both Sun and Moon That govern Day and Night Praise him ye lesser Stars In number infinite The Sphears above And Sphears below And waters that Beyond 'em flow Praise ye the Lord all These Praise ye his Holy Name The supream Architect That rear'd the wondrous Frame He said the Word And all was made From times decay Securely laid And as in Heaven above So Praise the Lord on Earth All Monsters which the Land And which the Sea bring forth All Dragons fierce And Whales that sweep The Vast Abys ses of the Deep And all ye Meteors The wonders of the Air Fire Snow and ratling Hail Jehova's Name revere Tempests and Storms And Hurricans Performing still What He Ordains Mountains and lesser Hills Valleys and Fertile Glades Trees happy in their Fruit Or yielding useful shades Cedars that mount To pompous height And variously The Hills delight All Creatures Flocks and Herds That People the wide Fields And every creeping thing That copious Nature yields The larger Fowl And lesser Crouds That Chirp and Sing Among the Woods All Monarchs of the Earth All Nations far and near Princes and Rulers too That swelling Titles wear Beauty and Youth With all their Charms Declining Age And Babes in Arms. Praise ye the Lord all these And magnifie his Name For only He alone Can our just Praises claim So great his Fame His Power no less That Heav'n and Earth Do both confess He has advanc'd in Fame The Strength of Israel His chosen People They Who in his Favour dwell Therefore to Him Your Voices raise To Him alone Sing Praise sing Praise PSALM CL. Hallelujah PRaise ye the Lord Praise him within His Holy Residence Extol him for the Boundless fame Of his Omnipotence Extol him for his mighty Deeds That fill the World with Wonder And for the Triumphs of his Power That Numbers cannot Number With lofty Trumpets Martial Sounds Extol his Puissance While the Far-ecchoing Drum Unites The Chorus in a Dance Praise him with Harps and Harpsichords With Flutes and Violins While the Majestick Organ joyns To grace the Vocal Hymns Praise him with Cimbals softly sweet Praise him with Cimbals loud Let every Creature that has Breath Extol the Living God FINIS 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in Judicio aut loco judicii 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in Coetu Justorum 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Osculamini filium ne irascatur Some of the Rabbins atttibute the ne irascatur to God the Father and so turn it this way Osculamini filium ut sedet Iram putris Simile est hoc Regi qui ira percitus est in cives Iuerunt igitur Cives rogaverunt filium Regis ut sedaret iram patris 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Gena Maxillas 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Dentes 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Segregavit sibi Benignum seu potius sanctum for the word signifies both Gnalab Gneschan be Affo Ecsh Miffiou Tokel Gechalim Baguacou mimmennou Ascendit famus ah excandescentia tua Ignis consumet ex ore ejus pruinae arserunt abâ—e 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Laetitia 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Canticum laetum sive cum clamore 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Clangite voeifermini These three Words denote a chearful Service of God and nâ—t that morose Devotion which some are pleas'd to affect 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Comprehends all those Words 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Dissipabit allidendo which can never be done but that the Blood must sprinckle and scatter about 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Celi Celorum which includes the whole structure of the Heavens 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Aque quae sunt superne vel super coelos The Rabbins observe the Derivation of Shamaim from Shem Illic and Maim Waters because they say that Waters are there and that the Heavens are Compos'd of Fire and Water
didst prove my Heart And saw st my Innocence For I resolv'd my wary Lips Should utter no Offence Whate'er the wicked did advise Thy Precepts guided me For led by them I ever shun'd The Paths of Cruelty Preserve me in thy Holy Paths O thou most faithful Guide That while I walk the ways of Truth My Feet may never slide I call'd upon thee for said I My God will surely hear Hear me O God and to my words Bow down thy Gracious Ear. Shew us thy wondrous Mercy thou The World 's great Governour And save thy People from the Proud That spurn against thy Power Keep me O Lord as thou wouldst keep The Apple of thine Eye Under the Shadow of thy Wings Let me in Safety lye Protected from the Hate of men That would my Life confound From those that greedy of my Soul Each Day beset me round Second Part. In their own Fat and Plenty clos'd They boast their high Success And pamper'd with their cursed Wealth Their Scorn of thee express Way-laying us on every side With restless toyl they lye Fixing their Eyes upon the ground Our private Steps to spie So hunts the Lyon all the Night His hunger to allay So hunts the eager Lyon's Whelp For his unwary Prey Up Lord and disappoint their Rage And my sad Soul set free From thy consuming Sword the Sword Of them that evil be From Men the fatal Instruments Of thy avenging Ire From Men that in this World possess Their cruel Heart's Desire For whose supply the secret Earth Her treasures opens wide From whence their pamper'd Appetites Are duly satisfy'd Whose Offspring greatly numerous Yet have their ample Shares And their divided Substance leave In plenty to their Heirs But as for me in Righteousness Let me behold thy Face And waking of thy Glory full Let me thy Love embrace PSALM XVIII THee will I love O Lord my Strength My Rock and my Defence My Soul's support my God my Might My only Confidence The Shield that doth preserve my Life From frequent Dangers free My saving Health and Refuge still In all Adversity The Pangs of Death environ'd me On every side distress'd The wicked like the rowling Waves To my Destruction press'd The Chains of Death about my Life Were like a Circle thrown Entangl'd in the Snares of Death My hopes were almost gone Then did I cry unto my God And call upon his Name He heard my soon-admitted Voice That from his Altar came Then trembl'd the amazed Earth As with an Ague shook Their deep Foundations the high Hills With suddain fear forsook His kindled Wrath sent forth a Cloud Whose substance brightly burn'd And in his Fury Coals of Fire The Hills to Ashes turn'd Then the wide Arch of Heav'n he bow'd And gloriously came down While Darkness hover'd underneath The Footstool of his Throne High mounted on the Cherubims He pranc'd the lofty Air While on their Wings th' obedient Winds Th' Illustrious Chariot bare Second Part. Then in the Region of the Clouds He pitch'd his gloomy Tent And as a Curtain round him drew The watry Firmament But when he purpos'd that the World His Brightness should admire Those Clouds to wondrous Meteors turn'd Of Hail and Coals of Fire The ratling Thunder loudly then Brake through the vaulted Sky And through the spacious Air was heard The Voice of the most High He sent his Lightnings and dispers'd His Foes of Succour void Nor ceas'd he to increase those Flames Till they were all destroy'd Th' affrighted Sea at his Rebuke Her Channel then display'd And where the World's Foundations were In vast Abysses laid His Angels from their starry Seats Came down by his Command And from the Surges of the Deep They drew me safe on Land He sav'd me from my strongest Foes That bare me deadly Spight Depriv'd of other Force to shun The Pressure of their Might Prevented by their crafty Hate I saw my Ruin near But my Upholder was the Lord Who led me out of fear He brought me to a spacious Place A place of Liberty He brought me forth to shew the World How much he favour'd me According to my Righteousness The Lord did me reward And to the pureness of my Hands His Mercy had regard Third Part. Because I walked in the ways Most pleasing to the Lord Nor in contempt of his Commands Forsook his Holy Word For every Day and every Hour His Laws before me lay His Statutes did I not contemn Nor vainly cast away And in my Duty to my God I kept my self upright Shuning those Pleasures whose soft Charms My Frailty did invite Therefore according to my Truth The Lord did me reward And to the cleanness of my Hands His Favour had regard To them that Holy are will He As pure and Holy prove And be upright to the Upright That labour for his Love He will be likewise justly true Unto the pure in Mind But to the Froward and Perverse As dangerously unkind Thus to the Humble and the Poor His favour shall be shown But as for proud and Haughty looks They shall be soon cast down The Lord shall make my Taper yield A clear and distant Light My day redawning shall no more Give way to irksome Night For I assisted by my God Have mighty Hosts subdu'd And mounting Walls of dreadful Height Have slain a Multitude The ways of God are Uncorrupt His Faith is purely try'd To Mortal Men a sure defence Who in his Faith abide For who is God besides the Lord Our King and Governour And who is mighty save our God The Fountain of all Power Fourth Part. 'T is God that Girds me round with Strength And lades me with renown While all my dangerous Attempts Desir'd successes Crown He made me for the Race of War Then is the Roe more Fleet And on the Highest places set My soon Victorious Feet My hands he teaching how to fight Gives courage to my skill And He enabling my strong Arm Can break a Bow of steel The shield of thy All-saving Might Thou gav'st me from on high And thy Right Hand preserves me still Among the Troops that dye When Thou in Battel for my steps Mad'st room among the slain In Heat of all Incounters safe My feet thou didst sustain Then I pursu'd my Enemies And took'em in the Chace Nor would retire till they were all Consum'd before my face The wounds I gave them soar and deep Disabl'd 'em to rife Under my feet their sullen Pride Now in dishonour lyes In Battel girded with thy strength I fought my daring Foes And by thy Aid fubdu'd they fell That did my power oppose With Broaken Limbs they groveling lay Submissive to my will That all my stubborn Enemies I then might save or kill For succour loudly then they cry'd But there was none to save Ev'n to God they made their Moans But He no Answer gave Fifth Part. Then did I pound'em small as dust That flies before the Wind And trod 'em on the Ground like Clay