Sihon and Og he smote And made their fruitfull Land Fall to his Peoples Lot His Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last He sav'd us when our State Was low and sore opprest Food to all flesh he gives The God of Heav'n be blest Whose Mercies shown To Ages past Eternally Shall spring and last PSALM CXXXVI Another Metre As the 113 Psalm REnder and oft your thanks repeat To God who is as Good as Great To every Age his Meroy's sure To him your chearfull Praises sing Whom Angels worship as their King Whese Mercy always do's endure To him whom highest Princes own By low prostrations at his Throne To every Age his Merey's sure To him whose wond'rous Works declate His Pow'r to be beyond compare Whose Mercy always do's endure His Wisdom when the Heav'ns you view Their Brightness and their Order shew To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who laid the Seas below The Earth which they can ne'er o'erflow Whose Mercy always do's endure To him who out of Night's dull shade To cheer the World great Lights has made To every Age his Mercy 's sure The Sun that gives us quick'ning heat And Light out Labours to compleat His Mercy always do's endure The Moon and Stars when down we lie For our Repose its place supply To every Age his Mercy 's sure To him who by a Vengeance due All the First-born in Egypt slew Whofe Mercy always do's endure Then Isr'el whom they long detain'd In cruel Bondage freedom gain'd To every Age his Mercy 's sure All this by a strong hand was done A Pow'r none could resist or shun His Mercy always do's endure Part II. When after this fear seiz'd their hearts The Red-sea severed into parts To every Age his Mercy 's sure And like a Wall on either hand Till they pass through the Waters stand His Mercy always do's endure Here hardened Phar'oh and his Host That follow'd them were sunk and lost To every Ate his Mercy 's sure His People thro' the Desart led By Miracles were daily fed His Mercy always do's endure He smote great Kings that did withstand Their passage to the promis'd Land To every Age his Mercy 's sure Tho' fam'd for prowess they could gain No Victories but all were slain His Mercy always do's endure Sihon for War of greatest note King of fierce Amorites he smote To every Age his Mercy 's sure And Bashan's Tyrant Og o'ercame For height a Gyant of great Name His Mercy always do's endure To give their Land he did engage For a perpetual Heritage To every Age his Mercy 's sure This Heritage fell to our Lot Who had not then our God forgot Whose Mercy always do's endure Who pity'd our sed State when Sin Might have thrown out whom he brought in To every Age his Mercy 's sure And when subdu'd oft heard our Cries And sav'd us from our Enemies His Mercy always do's endure He satisfies all flesh with food All Creatures wants supplies with good To every Age his Mercy 's sure Then with the highest Notes of Praise Our thanks to Heav'n's great God let 's raise Whose Mercy always do's endure To thee O Father to the Son And Holy Ghost blest Three in one Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad No rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst Sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill Whom we as God alone adore Glory that was of old be giv'n By all on Earth and all in Heav'n Now and till Time shall be no more PSALM CXXXVII At the 100 Psalm AS by Euphrates Streams we sat Reflecting on our Miseries And Sion call'd to mind that thought A Flood of Tears drew from our Eyes Silence became our Sorrows best And so our Harps remain'd unstrung And since our Joys were at an End Neglected on the Willows hung Then those who laid our Cities waste Whose inslav'd Captives now we were To entertain their Mirth requir'd One of our Temple-songs to hear How can we in this Exile State Our Hearts as our Condition sad Anthems of Praises to our God Sing onely for to make you glad Nor rather than profane thy Songs Or I my Harp employ so ill Whilst sion mourns may my right hand Be quite benumb'd or lose its skill May I be dumb and find no voice Unless thy ruines to deplore And find no Joy It 's all prosane Till God Jerusalom restore Forget not then th' accursed Race Of Edom Lord who without pity Rejoyeing o'er its ruines cry'd Rase the Foundations of the City Nor boast too much proud Babylon whose turn to be destroy'd do's hasts O may he prosper who repays What 's done to us and lays thee waste Blest Hand that from their Mother's breasts Spares not to snatch thy little ones And harm from savage Race prevents By dashing them against the Stones PSALM CXXXVIII TO magnify the Lord my Soul Thy best affections raise Angels shall hear my Songs and be The Partners of my praise Within thy Church thy constant Truth And Goodness I 'll proclaim These raise my Wonder and advance The Glories of thy Name In my distress to thee I cry'd And thou my Pray'r didst hear Thou didst support me with thy strength And with thy Comforts cheer Kings shall thy promis'd goodness know And take occasion thence To ptaise thy Mercy and admire Thy ways of Providence God from his high and glorious Throne The lowly views and owns But scorns the proud and on their height With Indignation frowns Thy former Kindnesses prevent My fears when in distress Thy hand shall save me from my Foes Thy Pow'r their wrath repress Thy never-sailing Goodness will Compleat what is begun O never suffer thine own Work Nor me to be undone PSALM CXXXIX As the 100 Psalm LORD when I have to do with thee In vain l seek to be conceal'd Thou know'st me perfectly to thee My very thoughts are all reveal'd Both when I sit and when I rise My walking and my lying down To thee my works and all my words Better than to my self are known On every side within the reach Of thine incircling Arm I lie Whose force I neither can resist Nor scape the notice of thine Eye Whither can I retire
deep One to th' Abyss below might peep All this was at that wrathful blast Which breathing flames his Nostrils cast When dangers compass'd me about Like drowning waves he drew me out He oft my kind Deliv'rer was From foes whose strength did mine surpass Surpriz'd and weak I ' ad been their prey Had not the Lord my prop and stay When brought to straits my Liberty Restor'd because he loved me He did my Righteous cause regard And mine Integrity reward For his prescribed way I took Nor wickedly my God forsook His precepts were my Rule and Guide Nor as I pleas'd were laid aside For sufferings I rather chose Than mine Integrity to lose I felt th' injustice of their hate Whose wrongs I would not imitate Their sins when I could not prevent I kept my self still innocent Tho' charg'd with foulest crimes I 've been I 'll bear 't since God accounts me clean It 's he my Righteous Cause regards And mine Integrity rewards Part III. God's Mercy they shall ever find Who have been merciful and kind He 'll to the upright and the pure Jistice and Faithfulness secure Him that to crooked ways inclines He 'll cross and ruine his designs God with deliverance will crown Th' afflicted and the proud bring down He makes my dimmer Lamp burn bright Turns my dark state to joy and Light A Troop of foes before me falls By him I scale their highest walls God's dealings equal are and just His word so try'd none need distrust He as a shield will those defend Who with firm faith on him depend What God among the Heav'nly Pow'rs Or Rock for safety is like ours Courage he gives when danger 's nigh And clears my way to Victory By him my foes with swiftest pace O'er high and cragged hills I chase He skill in Arms on me bestows And strength to break the strongest bows When Numbers would have made me yield He interpos'd his saving shield His hand upheld me and I grew Great and victorious with a few He ' enlarg'd my steps on every side And suffered not my feet to slide My foes put to a shameful flight I chas'd till I destroy'd them quite The wounded their hard fate deplore And could renew the fight no more The proud that bore their head so high Now at my feet all prostrate lie Part IV. Thee Lord I own and ever bless Both for my Courage and Success That those who hate me to my will Submit their necks to save or kill They cry'd for aid but none was near Men could not help God would not hear Like dust that here and there is blown They fled like dirt I trod them down By thee my peoples strifes all cease In me they all unite in peace Ev'n Heathens own me for their King And unknown Nations tribute bring The mention of my conq'ring Name Such terrour strikes as makes 'em tame They feign old grudges to forget Offer their service and submit Like withered leaves the Aliens fade Their courage daunted and dismay'd Forth from their holds and holes they creep To yield up what they dare not keep Prais'd be the Living Lord from whom My Succours and Salvation come With Vengeance he my foes pursues And Nations to my Rule subdues He sav'd me from mine Enemies And made me to a Throne arise Was my Deliverer and Defence From the known Man of Violence Heathens shall hear me loudly sing How strangely God has sav'd his King And the same Mercies he has known Shall to his seed be ever shown PSALM XIX THE Heav'ns whose beauteous frame we see God's Skill and Pow'r proclaim The Laws by which each Day succeeds The Night declare the same These tho they have no Voice like ours Nor words to them belong Yet they express to all the World Thy praise without a Tongue The Sun has there a glorious Tent No Bridegroom shews his face So chearful and no Champion runs With so much strength his Race Forth from the Eastern Coast he bends His Course unto the West All th' Earth rejoices in his Light And by his Heat is blest God's Law 's a perfect Rule of Life Our Errors this descries Sinners to goodness this converts And makes the simple wise To Reason and our better Pow'rs His Just Commands accord Their Joys are pure and to the Soul Both Food and Light afford Part II. Thy Fear O Lord can cleanse our Souls And keep them pure and bright Thy Judgments are exactly true And altogether right More to be priz'd than Treasures which With finest Gold are fill'd Sweeter than Honey and the drops From Honey-combs distill'd These are my Monitors to whom My prosperous State I own And in observing these shall gain Rewards that are unknown But all the failings of his Life What Man can call to mind Lord let those faults thy pity move And easy pardon find Tho' frail I am let no bold crimes Enslave my Soul to sin So shall I blameless Innocence Maintain and peace within My Pray'rs and Praises then shall be A pleasing Sacrifice To thee my God in whom my strength And my Salvation lies PSALM XX. As the 113 Psalm THE Lord to thy requests give ear When Danger or Distress is near His mighty Pow'r be thy defence And since his Sanctuary's plac'd In Sion with his presence grac'd Support and send thee help from thence Pleas'd with th' Oblations thou dost give May'st thou thy hearts desires receive Thy great Designs all prosper still We 'll Trophies to God's Honour raise Thy Triumphs spread in Songs of Praise When he shall thy requests fulfill Thou Lord wilt save thy King we 're sure Thine aids his Conquests will secure When thy right hand shall interpose Whilst others boast their chariots force The Strength or Numbers of their Horse We set thy Name against our Foes See how they 're from their chariots thrown They and their horses tumble down And on their fall our Conquests rise Lord ever save the King we pray And no less in distresses may God hear his Pray'r than he our cries PSALM XXI O Lord how joyful is the King With thy Salvation blest Thou 'st given him his heart's desire And granted his Request Prevented by thy wondrous Love A splendid Crown he wears The Life he asked was prolong'd T' innumerable Years By thee preserv'd his Glory's great With Majesty array'd By thee He 's ever highly blest And in thy favour glad The King do's on the Lord rely Whose grace will make him stand But those that are thy foes shall know The Terrour of thy hand Thy flaming wrath shall them devour And all their Seed root out Repay the Mischief they design'd But could not bring about These shall be made the Mark at which Thy killing Arrows aim Thus Lord exalt thy Pow'r and we Will sing and praise thy Name PSALM XXII MY God my God why thus withdrawn From me oppress'd with grief Why after loudest Cries to thee So far from my relief Tho' I 'm not heard each day
are Both numerous and great Who is that happy Man That fears the Lord above He 'll ever lead him in the ways That he himself do's Love Possess'd with quiet thoughts His Soul shall dwell at ease His Seed shall after him enjoy Prosperity and Peace By those that fear the Lord His Secret's understood How he by a sure Covenant stands Engag'd to do them good Part III. In all my troubles Lord Mine Eyes are towards thee I hope thy Goodness at the last From all will set me free Lord turn a gracious Eye To me and Mercy show Great are th' afflictions I endure And find no help below My troubles are enlarg'd Lord send me quick relief Grant me forgiveness of my Sins And then remove my grief Consider how my foes In number still increase How they with causeless hatred seck The Ruine of my Peace Preserve and keep my Soul From shame as well as guilt O never disappoint the hopes That I on thee have built Let my try'd Innocence Find sure supports from thee At length thy chosen people Lord From all their troubles free PSALM XXVI PLead thou my Cause O thou that know'st My Soul's Integrity Nothing shall shake my Confidence Whilst I on thee rely Mine Inmost thoughts I offer Lord To thine impartial Eye O try my heart lest any Sin Should there concealed lie The Contemplation of thy Love Gives me the bevt delight This both engages and excites My care to walk aright To false and treach'rous men I have My free converse deny'd To those who under specious shows Designed Mischiefs hide All such Assemblies I detest Which evil things contrive My presence to their lewd consults No countenance shall give My thoughts and actions I 'll preserve Free from Impurity And then th' Oblations I present Shall acceptable be Then I aloud with chearful Voice Thy Goodness will proclaim And tell of all thy wond'rous works To magnifie thy Name Part II. O howl love the place where thou Thy presence dost afford And where thy Glory brightly shines To bless and praise the Lord. Since wicked mens Society And bloody Crimes I hate Let me not in their sufferings share kNor perish by their Fate No mischief they decline to act That serves their vile intent Justice by Brib'ry they 'll pervert T' undo the Innocent But I in uprightness intend God and my self t' enjoy In Mercy save my Life which they Would cruelly destroy Firm and unmov'd by thee I stand And Lord I hope t' appear In the Assemblies of thy Saints To bless and praise thee there PSALM XXVII GOD is my Saviour and my Light Why should I be dismay'd T is he defends my Life of whom Then need I be afraid When my inhumane foes drew near And to devour me gap'd They stumbled ere they seiz'd their prey They fell and I escap'd I would not fear should mighty hosts Encamp'd against me lie Nor if by open force assail'd Despair of Victory One thing I beg of God and hope I shall not be deny'd T' attend his Service in his House And ever there abide Frequent converses with him there Fresh pleasures will create To have my doubts resolv'd I 'll there For his Directions wait In dangers no retiring place Could me so surely hide Nor in a Fortress on a Rock Could I more safe abide As soon as Victory my head Above my foes shall raise Off'rings of Joy I 'll thither bring And there will sing thy praise Part II. Hear my requests and Lord return An Answer full of Grace Thy Face thou bad'st me seek and I Resolve to seek thy Face Lord do not in displeasure hide Thy Face nor me reject Those Succours I have had before From thee I still expect My Parents Love is not so great As thine nor Care so large When they forsake me I become Still more thy Care and Charge Lord let me plainly see the way Where I may safely tread Avoiding all the cunning Snares Mines enemies have laid Leave me not to their will who first My Name with Slanders blast And all the Cruelty they breath Will execute at last How wretched had I been when I With troubles was opprest Had I not hop'd thy Mercy would Secure my Peace and Rest Wait still on God my Soul from him Courage and Strength derive Tho' he delay he will at length Thy fainting heart revive PSALM XXVIII HEar me O Lord my sure defence When I thy Succour crave Else I shall be like them that lie Neglected in the Grave Grant my desires when with loud Cries Thy favour I intreat And spread out my imploring hands Towards thy Mercy-seat 0 let not that sad Fate be mine That waits those Sinners end Who whilst all Mischiefs they contrive Speak like the kindest Friend Let their reward be like their Work Since t'others they design'd Ruine it is but just that such Should their own ruine find God's former mighty Works were done Before their eyes in vain His last shall be their overthrow Never to rise again Blest be the Lord who heard the pray'rs That in distress I made I trusted in his Strength and found His seasonable aid Thy favour Lord has made my heart Exceedingly rejoice In grateful Hymns I will advance Thy praise with chearful voice Those that upon his pow'r rely God will protect and own And his Anointed save whom he Has raised to his Throne Lord bless thy People who to thee Do all their Safety owe Feed thou thy Flock and raise them up When they are fallen low PSALM XXIX As the 100 Psalm ' THE Glorious Empire of the Lord Ye Rulers of the World proclaim And in his Sanctuary give The Honour due unto his Name Heark how his thundring Voice do's run Thro' all the Regions of the Sky The Seas are frighted with the noise So full of Pow'r and Majesty The Lofty Cedars bow their Heads And break before the mighty Sound Mountains that bear them feel the shock And like a frighted Calf rebound Before this Voice the dreadful Flames Of pointed Lightnings tear the air kadesh's wild Inhabitants Think they 're not safe but quake for fear This makes the timorous Hinds to calve Wild Beasts the naked coverts leave But in his sacred Temple all Fearless to God their praises give The Lord's Dominion do's extend To Clouds aboue and Floods below This great Protector of the good Will rest and peace on His bestow PSALM XXIX Another Metre YE mighty Rulers of the World God's glorious Reign proclaim And in his Sanctuary give Due Honour to his Name Whose thundring voice do's run thro' all The Regions of the Sky The Seas start at the Noise so full Of Power and Majesty Tall Cedars bow their heads and break Before the Mighty Sound High Mountains feel the Shock and like A frighted Calf rebound Before this Voice the pointed Flames Of Lightning tear the air Kadesh's wild Inhabitants Quake as not safe for fear This makes the Hinds to calve wild Beasts The naked Coverts leave
flouting ask where 's now Thy God thou wretch forlorn Why should I cherish these sad thoughts Whence nought but trouble flows Since you procure not what I wish Hinder not my repose I 've learnt this Remedy to keep My Passions calm and still I 'm nearer help by hope in God And a resigned will PSALM XLIII At the 100 Psalm THou Righteous Judge of all the world Be thou my gracious Advocate And clear mine Innocence from those Whose craft is equal to their hate Why Lord dost thou with-hold that pow'r On which my soul alone relies And look'st not on my mournful State Opprest by cruel Enemies Thy Mercy and thy Truth display That by the Conduct of thy Light Thy Courts I may attain and there May have of thee a fuller sight T' approach thine Altar would revive My Soul and all my Gladness raise Where I thy Goodness would proclaim With all the Instruments of praise Why should I entertain sad thoughts Whence nothing but Disturbance flows Since they procure not what I wish Why should they hinder my repose I 've learnt this Remedy at last To keep my Passions calm and still I 'm nearer help by hope in God And resignation to his will PSALM XLIII Another Metre GReat Judge of all the world be thou craft My gracious Advocate To plead my cause ' gainst those whose pow'r Is equal to their hate Why Lord dost thou with-hold that On which my Soul relies And look'st not on my State oppress'd By cruel Enemies Thy Mercy and thy Truth display That guided by thy Light I may attain thy Courts and have Of thee a fuller fight 'T approach thine Altar would revive My soul my joys would raise Where I thy Goodness would proclaim With Instruments of praise Why should I entertain sad thoughts Whence nought but trouble flows Since you procure not what I wish Hinder not my repose I 've learnt this Remedy to keep My Passions calm and still I 'm nearer help by hope in God And a resigned will PSALM XLIV As the 100 Psalm THE wonders Lord thou didst of old We 've often heard our Fathers tell To plant thy People in their land How thou the Heathen didst expel Their speedy Conquests were not gain'd By their own Valour or their Sword But by the presence of thy Pow'r And special favour of the Lord. O God my King save Jacob's Seed Whose pow'rful word alone can do t Then shall our foes before us fall And we shall tread them under-foot It is not by our Sword or bow We hope to conquer but by thee By whom so oft we have been sav'd And they oft made with shame to flee In God we glory and we praise Thy Name yet now our case deplore Thy presence is withdrawn that us'd To head our Armies heretofore Cast off by thee our Courage fails Our Enemies with ease us foil We turn our backs and they come on With greedy haste to take the spoil Like Sheep design'd for slaughter some Fall into cruel Butchers hands Others led Captive are dispers'd In far remote and Heathen Lands Disown'd by God by all despis'd Like vilest Slaves they 're sold and bought And being priz'd as little worth Their owners part with them for nought We 're to our Neighbours a reproach To all about a Laughing-Stock The Heathens by-word when they speak When Signs they only make their mock Part II. The Ignominy of our State Confounds me with perpetual shame To hear the Scoffs wherewith our foes Reproach us and blaspheme thy Name Our onely Comfort is tho' all These Miseries are our sad Lot We 've not been false unto our God Him or his Covenant forgot We have not entertain'd worse thoughts Nor thy Religion less have lov'd Nor hitherto our steps have balk'd Thy way nor we Apostates prov'd Tho' broke and shatter'd where not men But Dragons rather fury breath Our state is utterly forlorn And dismal like the shades of Death Had we to Worship God forgot Or pray'd to their false Deities God's Vengeance we had not escap'd Who all our secret thoughts espies That for thy sake we 're daily kill'd Like butcher'd sheep is seen by all When rather than forsake our God We chuse his Sacrifice to fall Awake and rise for our defence Thy long neglected people own No more displeasure show when we Under such sad oppressions groan Lower we cannot lie the ground And we one Body seem to make Rise for our help and raise us up Oh save us for thy Mercies sake PSALM XLV As the 100 Psalm DIvinely now inspir'd I 'll sing The Praises of a Mighty King What I recite shall flow so fast No Scribes quick pen can make such haste O Glorious King thy form divine Created Beauties do's out-shine All Graces on thy Lips are pour'd On thee Eternal Blessings showr'd Gird thy bright sword upon thy thigh The Ornament of Majesty Like an illustrious Prince appear And shew how great thy Glories are Ride on in triumph and maintain The Vertues that adorn thy train Wrong'd Meekness Truth and Equity Look onely for support from thee Thine Enemies amazed stand Struck with the terrour of thy hand Who needs must fall since thy keen darts Will find a passage to their hearts Thy Throne O God is fixed sure Thy Kingdom ever shall endure Thy Laws the Scepter in thy hand Oppress not those whom they command Sin thou dost hate but justice love Therefore thy Glories far above Thy Fellows shine thy God has shed More Oil of Gladness on thy head Part II. None ever did appear so glad In Nuptial Garments richly clad So fragrant from th' Ivory rooms As if made up of mere perfumes Daughters of Kings did not disdain T' attend among the princely train The Royal Bride at thy right hand In purest Gold array'd did stand Great Queen thou wilt be happier yet If thou 'lt thy Country's Rites forget The King will prize thy Beauty more For he 's that Lord thou must adore Rich Tyre and those of greatest port With presents shall thy favour court Thy Mind all graces do's infold More splendid than thy cloth of Gold She to the King in raiment wrought With rich embroid'ry shall be brought Her Maids of Honour after go Attending in the pompous show Whom they with forward joy shall bring Into the Palace of the King Instead of Parents from thy Womb Princes to rule the Earth shall come And this my Song shall make thy Name Survive Great King and spread thy Fame Thee future Ages shall adore And praise till time shall be no more PSALM XLVI TH' Almighty Lord is our defence The Strength whereby we stand When Troubles their approaches make His help is still at hand Our Faith may then remain unmov'd Tho' th' Earth should be displac'd Or tho' into the Sea's vast Gulph The Mountains should be cast Altho' the Ocean's troubled waves A frightful noise should make Should rise and swell unto the Clouds And cause the Hills to shake There is