it broken there in peices lay Gods secret path was Israels Great High Way Through which as through the Wilderness they pass Only these sands were wall'd about with glass Thus from their Enemies He set them free Whilst the admiring waves stood up to see But when the sacred Army was gon o're The seas no longer own'd their new made shore But o're it leapt as friends return'd to greet And in their old embraces hast to meet Th' Egyptian Troops which scattred lay between And thought to tell at home what they had seen Swift as that thought were buried in the waves And not one left to shew their empty Graves Then Israel fear'd His Word and sang His Praise But soon forgot that and His Wondrous wayes Did in the Wilderness His Power distrust And for full Tables in the Desert lust He gave it them but therewith leaness sent Into their very Souls the Poyson went Next against Moses they in tumults rise And Aaron the Almightys choyce despise But God Himself from Heaven His Choice approv'd And from His sight the Murmurers remov'd The Sea before the Earth do's now obey And frighted at His presence ran away Loosned its hold and as apart it fell Let Dathan and Abiran quick to Hell And those who to the Priesthood did aspire And off'red Incense were consum'd by Fire At Horeb they had griev'd him long before When there they did their molton god adore At Horeb where they that great Voice did hear Which fill'd the most rebellious breast with fear And strook the Soul as it surpriz'd the Eare. Thus to an Ox their glory they compare And these cry they Thy Gods O Israel are Not because they the true one did not know But their old love to Egypt thus would show Forgetting what in Egypt He had done Both for their Nations honour and His own And all His Wonders in the Mighty Deep Making a Causey there that they their way might keep Wherefore about destroying them He spake And that He Moses a great Name would make Moses who in the breach before Him stood And would have given His Own to save their blood That pass'd the Happy Canaan they contemn But more the God who promis'd it to them To Egypt they again had rather go Than serve new Masters whom they did not know Therefore in wrath He rais'd His vengefull Hand To Strike and swear they should not see the Land And that all those who fell not by His own Should by their En'mies swords be overthrown Sure they will try it and to Peor turn'd Before dumb Idols ate and Incense burn'd Thus were they only constant in their sin And knew no measure till the Plague brake in Had some new solly to enflame His Ire And set the Mine He lay'd so deep a fire Till Phineas stood up and with dextrous skill Three En'mies at one happy blow did kill Zimri and Cosbi and the Plague did stay Which weltring in their gore and breathless lay An Act whose Memory God Himself would save And for reward to His House the Priest-hood gave Another time at Meriba they strove And their meek Guide did with their murmurings prove Full ill it went with Moses for their sake Who unadvis'dly in His Passion spake And with them both in sin and judgement did partake The Nations of which God in charge did give Should be destroy'd they were resolv'd should live And come to Canaan to preserve their seed Were mingled with them and did by them breed Learn'd all their works their Idols did adore Curs'd to Them now though for their sakes before Idols that Devils were yet unto whom All smear'd they in their Childrens blood must come No other Sacrifice but that will please Nor any blood but the Innocent appease Their childrens blood with which their Gods were stain'd They and their Gods and with their own the land Thus justly plagu'd for their impiety That Gods of their own making should so cruel bee This blew the Heav'nly wrath up to a Flame Turn'd love to hatred Mercy rage became Up to the Heathen He His People gave And Israel in His own land was a slave Those who most hated them for Lords did reign And those they conquer'd conquer'd them again When God delivered them they yet sinn'd more Tempting new plagues they never felt before Yet to their cry He gently bow'd His Ear And though they would not Him their grones did hear According to His Cov'nant Mercy sent And taught them by His oft once to Repent Made their proud Lords resent their Miseries And shew less cruel hands and more indulgent eyes Save us O God and bring Thy Captives home That we with prayse may to Thy Temple come To Israels King let thanks be ever pay'd And let Amen by all the World be say'd Hallelujah The end of the Fourth Book of Psalms THE FIFTH BOOK OF PSALMS Psalm CVII Confitemini Domino quoniam c. Chorus Omnium ALL you who on th' Almighty Love depend And by His liberal hand improve Let with your voice your thanks ascend And here begin what you shall do above His Mercy like His Truth is ever sure And so your Praise should be as constant and as pure Versus I. Let His Redeem'd say so that Israel whom Their Enemys Captive led but He brought home Then brought them home when from the farthest East They were dispers'd and scattred to the West When North and South their weary steps did know But they nor where they went nor where to go Now in the Desart an untrodden way Where they could hardly pass yet durst not stay Where they no City found and none to tell Which road to take or in what Place to dwell Hungry and thirsty doubtful in their mind Scarce knowing what they sought or what they 'd wish to find Chorus Minor Then to the Lord in their distress they cry'd They cry'd aloud and He did hear And though His Face He seem'd to hide By His great Hand declar'd that He was near For when in vain they had look'd round about And saw no help tow'rds Him they look'd were brought out Versus Respondens He led them forth Himself by the right way Their passage made as their great journey lay And City founded for them and did tell Not only where but made them in it dwell Chorus Omnium Let all the Earth th' Eternal Bounty praise And talk of all that He has done How Truth and Mercy are His wayes To the whole World as well as to His Own For to the longing Soul He grants His Will And with that Goodness which He is do's th' hungry fill Versus II. Those who in darkness and in Horror sit And so near death 't is in the shade of it Bound in Affliction and in heavy chaines In prison where there noyse and silence reignes Feeling their sins in all they suffer there Whose weight more rings â—han th' Irons which they bear Their hearts sink lower than
at Thy Feet their Scepters down And do their homage to Thee as their King V. God over all whose Throne is set on high Above the Circle of the sky The humble and their proud Oppressors knowes The difference only lies in this Though well known to Him either is When He delivers those He these o'rethrows VI. No! I 'll ne're fear though trouble me surround Most fixt when I shall feel no ground Thou wilt revive me and with Thy Right hand Thy poor afflicted Creature save My Enemies wrath an end shall have And on his ruin I shall firmer stand VII The Lord will perfect what He has begun And finish what is yet undone Thou whose Compassions all Thy Works transcend Care of the Issue also take Nor me Thy handy-Work forsake But with eternal Triumphs crown the end Psalm CXXXIX Domine probasti me c. I. IN vain O God my folly and my pride Make me in vain persume to be By all my shifts conceal'd from Thee When from my self my self I cannot hide Thy day still breaks into my night Still gives me of my self the sight For Thee to see me by shall it not be more bright II. Thou ' hast search'd me Lord and all my life hast known Know'st every Action of my life When with my self or Thee at strife Thou know'st my rising up and lying down My thoughts and heart to Thee are clear Thou art their Judge and alwayes near Do'st see and sentence both before I know what 's there III. Where e're I go in what place e're I stay Whether I wake whether I sleep Thy Spirit by me watch do's keep Is my Companion in the closest way If I but whisper that stands by And though unseen by Mortall eye Takes from my Lips the word and to Thine ear do's fly IV. There 's no avoiding Thee behind before On all sides Thou hast girt me round My God Thy Wisdom's too profound Too deep to fathom higher than I can soar Thy hand first made and fashion'd me Thy Will commands me now to be Being or life I cannot have unless in Thee V. Then whither shall I from Thy Presence fly If up to Heav'n my Way I take Thou Heav'n Thy Residence dost make And to get further off I come more nigh If down to Hell the Devils there Tell me Thou 'rt present by their fear They tell me what I merit by the pains they bear VI. Quick as my thought could I remove me hence And in the furthest East remain Below the Sea some covert gain Thy Sun would shew me as he rises thence If I say darkness and the night Which shut out all shall barr Thy sight That Darkness which is so to me to Thee is light VII Thou art within me too close as my heart Within my heart unknown to me For when that first was made by Thee Thy breath Lord was my best and chiefest part Thou threw'st Thy self in and in vain To fly from Thee my self I pain For ever since Thou dost within my heart remain VIII I know I am Thy Master-piece and all I in the greater World admire Find in my self and something higher Am Heav'n in Perspective and Earth in small By Thee was wonderfully made Nor is Thine Image so decay'd But when I view my self I am of Thee afraid IX Nothing of me not my least part 's unknown Then when I first was wrought below Thy eyes and hands dispos'd me so My Members in Thy book were entred down Entred before all time they were When none of them did yet appear And what Thou then design'dst them now in time they are X. This as I thinkof and what Thou hast done The wondrous pledges of Thy love By whom I live in whom I move My heart is struck as silent as my tongue They pass the Sands upon the Shore And had I told their Number o're Those would more numerous seem than they appear'd before XI But as Thou 'rt gracious Thou art also just And wilt the Wicked Man o'rethrow Teaching him by Thy Power to know How great that God is which he would not trust Down with them Lord destroy them all Let their own Curses on them fall Who on Thy Name but in their Oaths did never call XII Do not I hate them Lord those who hate Thee And are not they my Enemies Who in their rage against Thee rise Thou know'st I hate them and they 're so to me Search me and try me sound my heart It s most retir'd and deepest part And lead me to that life whose Way and Guide Thou art Psalm CXL Eripe me Domine ab c. I. LOrd from the evil man my life defend Nor let his Treasons or his violence His open force or close pretence Work ill to him who do's on Thee depend His thoughts Thou know'st are ever set on Warr And now to give me battle ralli'd are II. Instead of sword he sharpens a false tongue More venemous than that which serpents bear The poyson from an Adders spear Wounds not so mortally nor kills so long O by Thy Power may I his plots withstand For if his tongue 's thus cruel what 's his hand III. The ginns are lai'd and all the toiles are set They are resolv'd my Footsteps to o'rethrow And where they guess I needs must go In the mid-way the proud have spread their net Most Holy Lord Thou art my God I said And now 's Thy time to help since I have pray'd IV. When thousand dangers had begirt me round And all my Foes were ready in the field Thou wer 't my helmet and my shield And sav'dst that head which Thou before hadst crown'd May the desires of all the Wicked fail Lest when I slip they think their hand prevail V. Let them not by my ruin higher rise And judge by the success their cause is good But stain their swords with their own blood And be aveng'd on Thy false Enemies Let burning coals fall on them in Thine Ire And let their own lips help to blow the Fire VI. Then throw them down into the Flame nor more Unless it be to Judgement may they rise And after bear fresh miseries Sharper than all which they endur'd before Let vengeance hunt the violent man to ' his grave And so much earth may he for ' his portion have VII I know the Lord will to the poor do right And plead Himself as well as judge their cause Trying them by such equal laws That their clear'd Innocence shall look more bright So that the Righteous on their God shall stay And in His sight enjoy Eternal Day Psalm CXLI Domine clamavi ad te c. I. MY God when in distress I cry And on my long-wing'd sighes unto Thee fly Make haste to meet me Come away Ah do no longer from me stay But by Thy Presence shew Thou hearst me when I pray II. Let my requests like incense rise Not to o're-cloud but to perfume the skies And when the
they wish were high With fat their eyes are clos'd around And though still fastned on the ground No conscious marks of guilt do bear Nor view it as their own desert but wish me there VII Just like a Lioness that wayts her prey Urg'd by her young whelps hunger and her own All threatning force aside she seems to lay And try's new plotts when that is useless grown Unto some shady Covert flyes And there as dead or dying lyes That if her scent infect the wind She may her self appear the prey she there would find VIII But rise O God and disappoint his rage And where himself has vow'd there let him fall May he no longer Thy great power engage Nor against Thine with Thy own arms prevail The Sword he brandishes is Thine Thou guid'st his hand and mak'st that shine Without Thy help he could not be Or thus Thy seeming friend or thus my Enemy IX This portion here below the Wicked have The World and all it 's boundless stores are theirs Though when they once descend into the grave They All behind them leave and Children heirs But my great Portion is to come When happy death shall bring me home When I shall in Thy sight appear And to Thine Image chang'd be with Thy Son Coheir Psalm XVIII Diligam te Domine Fortitudo c. I. LORD I will love Thee and Thy mighty praise My humble Song to Heaven shall raise Thou art my Rock my strength my Power My God my Help and ever just My Buckler Fortress and strong Tower Who hast been always and shalt always be my trust To Thee the Spoyls I consecrate Which by thy hand I from my Enemies took That when in time to come I on them look Thinking how in their ruin Thou preserv'dst my state And those remains of Trumph see I may new Trophies dress to Thee Who only sav'dst and only worthy of my praise canst be II. 'T was the most gloomy day I ever saw And Death in all its horrid shapes stood by Trouble without within dispair did ly And not content by drops my blood to draw And leave when glutted it my heart did gnaw That sensibly I could perceive my self to die Hell compass'd me with all her waves Enlarg'd her mouth and thence did throw In pitchy streams her terrors and the graves That by its train death might more dreadfull show And I before hand all its cruelties might know Before it lay devouring cares Envys distrusts and bands of snares Suspicious jealousies and fears Chains and imprisonment a wretched life Beyond the reach of fancy or belief With which around 't was block'd so fast That thousand deaths must first be past E're one could touch the Blest and Happy One at last III. What to resolve or what to do Which way to turn or where to go I had no friend to tell me nor my self did know At last to Heav'n I look'd and there A passage for my flight did see The Coast all empty wide and clear But who on high my Soul could bear Or give me wings that I might thither flee And then aloud to God I cry'd And in my trouble made a noyse Anguish did help to raise my voyce And heard I would be though I were deny'd Lord bow Thyne ear said I to mee Or suffer that my prayers ascend to Thee And up I sent them with a gale of sighs That sooner than my thought had pierc'd the skyes And entrance found or made to His ears Whil'st I too slow to follow with mine eyes Reflecting ever on my fears Could only their desir'd return expect in tears IV. I lookt not long e're th' Earth began to shake The Rocks to tremble and the Hills to quake And to attest the presence of its God Who to the Judgment on a Cherub rode The World its fixt foundation did forsake Out from His nostrils a thick smoak did go And from His mouth devouring fire Which more impetuous as it large did grow And made the Heav'ns almost with th' heat expire He bow'd the Heav'ns and then came down Under his feet chain'd Darkness lay And tempests that no will but His will own In hast flew on before to make Him way He follow'd close and their slow pace did chide Bid them with greater speed and swiftness ride And that He dreadfull might appear Yet not consume till got more near Dark waters and thick clouds His face did hide V. Such His Pavilion such the secret place To which His Glory did retire But yet how thick so e're the covering was The waters could not quench nor clouds conceal the fire But it through both did force its way And all the louder thunders calls obey In thunder God aloud from Heav'n did call And made His voyce o're all the World be heard Hayl-stones and coles of fire did at it fall Hail-stones coles of fire which those who slighted thunder fear'd These were the poyson'd arrows which He threw In vain with Heav'n they saw it was to fight And since so swift it did their guilt pursue As vain thought all their flight And it was truly curse enough to see the light VI. Then were the Channels of the Ocean seen And Earths foundations did appear Never so low before the Sun had been Or saw the wonders which he met with there And down he stoopt his watry bed to view Which he till then ne're truly saw or knew And scarce behev'd that what he saw was true At thy rebuke O God it open stood And the same breath which made did part the Flood To Heav'ns high Vault the waves did rise And threatned all to break upon my head But I prevented them with shrieks and cries And from that deep Thou didst thy servant lead Which as the billows saw more fraid thau I away they fled VII God from my Enemies my life did save And those who were too strong for me subdu'd No sooner could I his assistance crave But with my prayers I saw my help renew'd That weakness which my foes did most enrage And to the certain prey did call Was my best argument His power t' engage Who did unlook'd for on them fall And found a way to conquest when they thought they 'd stopt up all To a large plain he brought me our Where I might see His wonders all about And by new tryalls His sure mercies prove He rescu'd me because I was His love The Justice of my Title did defend And on my head set fast the Crown His wonted goodness to me did extend And recompensing what my hands had done Their innocence both witness'd rewarded with His own VIII He saw how constantly I kept His way And ne're to th'beaten roads of sin withdrew How I His Judgments did obey And all His Laws before me lay To be my guides least I should stray And when I fail'd how I my Cov'nants did renew From my own sin my self I kept And found acceptance in His sight He rais'd me up
and held me when I slipt And I before Him counted was upright So that forgetting what I did My Sins He only not His Mercies hid My righteousness did recompense And both approv'd and crown'd my Innocence For like Thy self O God Thou dost impart Most just rewards to every mans desert And what he is to Thee to Him again Thou art Mercy dost on the mercifull bestow And with the Righteous art upright Thy purity the perfect know For thou alone first mad'st them so And to perfection by Thy strength they grow But those who scorn Thee Thou as much dost slight Bring'st down high looks the Poor dost raise And Thy afflicted land to save Hast helps as different as Thy ways And those as many from it as Death has to the grave IX 'T was Thou who mad'st my darkness bright And from the pit did'st bring me back Restor'dst what I despair'd to see the light And that I should no beauties lack Did'st add new glories from Thine own great sight By Thee I Nations have subdu'd Conquering when I their troops but only view'd And Victory as much as them pursu'd Through arms I follow'd her o're Forts and Walls Nor till possess'd would give her o're Her flight but forc'd me on the more And anew made me help implore Of Him who gives it those whom he to battle calls The mighty God whose way is just And Word like Silver try'd But more than silver puriry'd The Widows and the Orphans trust Who never aid to them who wanted it deny'd The mighty God who only is the Lord And as a Rock on high has set His Word From whence He has made bare His Arm and flaming sword With that I girded was to th' fight More fatal than Goliabs and more right For 't was in war my Sword surer than Parthian shaft in flight X. For flye I did but 't was like them to overcome My feet were Hinds both to o'retake and bring me home I saw and wounded from afarr God taught my hands the subtle arts of Warr And gave them strength a bow of Steel to draw And brake a barr of Iron as if it were but straw His Shield protected me His Discipline Both held me up and guarded round my head Above me made new glories shine And for my footsteps Palms and Laurels spread Which having thence a larger compass gain'd O're all the plains secure from sliding reign'd And then once more to th' Camp I went And with new heat my En'mies did assail Their flight could not my hand prevent But certain death it after sent That both pursu'd o'retook and did prevail Down to the Earth but never more to rise I by Thy strength did hurle them to the ground My own could not their force confound But Thine did guide and bless my Victories And now my Song Thy praises shall resound To Thee I will Thy right resign And since Thou didst my Triumphs meet And put my En'mies necks below my feet Those Laurels which Thy conduct has made mine By Thine own purchase my present shal again be Thine XI Small as the dust I to the empty wind Them and their pride together did expose A while they mounted but fell where they rose Again with mire and common dirt were joyn'd Like dross cast out and never more with fire to be refin'd They cry'd for help but none would save To God but He attended not Whil'st to my prayers He gracious answers gave And for me kept those Honours He had got In Civil Warrs preserv'd me safe at home Made me abroad fierce Nations overcome Who heard no sooner of my Name But to submit their Empires came And by accepting me to be their King encreas'd their Fame With them came people quite unknown And from my hand each Prince receiv'd a Crown Which he more gloried in and valued than his own When those who yielded not yet hop'd by flight To scape the shame they got in fight My lustre only made more bright And like thick darkness scattred at th'approach of morning light XII Blest be that God who this has done My shield my Rock whose mighty hand At once aveng'd me and subdu'd my En'mies land And when to Hell He threw them down My head not only rais'd but did with mercy crown Who from the violent man deliver'd me And from his Throne made me the subject Nations see My Laws and their own Kingdoms take upon the knee Therefore to Him alone my Verse I 'l raise And what I sing the Heathen teach His praise That They as well as I may know and fear His ways I 'l tell the glories which to Him belong How great His Power His arm how strong And this shall be the bearing of my Song 'T was He that gave deliv'rance to our King Who did to David mercy show And from that never failing Spring Will cause new blessings on his seed to overflow Psalm XIX Coeli enarrant gloriam Dei c. I. THat boundless space we see above The Heav'ns where all the Stars their courses run Where greatest Stars have room enough to move And seem but points to th' vast Expansion The Heav'ns whose Arms the World embrace Which o're our heads under our feet do go And alike neer themselves make every place Their great Creators glory show The mighty God who by His powerfull hand At first did make and with His Word does bid them stand II. His Will gives Laws unto the day Makes darkness in its turn succeed the Light Both light and darkness His commands obey And by alternate powers rule day and night Through the whole World their Line is gone All Nations do their language understand Nor was there ever savage Nation known Who in them could not read His hand In their own tongues all read what 's written there For Heav'n alone 's the Universal Character III. From thence God makes His Sun to shine Which like a Bridegroom from his bed does rise Blushes at first but then looks gay and fine And with his lustre dazles our weak eyes At first he gently seems to move And Heav'ns steep hill in state walks up but when Mid-day is toucht like 's own beams from above To th' Earth he shoots himself again From East to West round the whole world does wheel And makes dull minerals unseen his influence feel IV. These Works of Thine we see below And in them Thy great Wisdom all adore But by Thy Law we come our selves to know And what we oft have heard t' experience more Just as Thy self are all Thy Wayes Thy Statutes and Commandments pure and right Teaching us how we should exalt Thy praise One gives us joy the other light To Thee they all direct our Leaders are And where Thou art not only bring but fix us there V. The Fear of God true pleasure is Is always clean is always full of love Opens the way to an eternall bliss And by its constancy its truth does prove Unjust that sentence cannot
my Prayer Least if Thou art now Seas are high The Floods away my confidence should bear And I beswallow'd up by the next wave My God be not a Rock to hear though Thou art one to save II. The voyce of my Petitions hear When I for help to Thee shall cry Let my hands feel that Thou art near Though I unable am Thy Face to spy Hear me when tow'rds Thy Oracle I pray And as I thither look be pleas'd to cast one glance this way III. Number me not with the Unjust And those who study to do wrong On whom if any poor man trust Their heart is warr though peace be in their tongue Let equal punishments pursue their sin And may their just rewards be as their base deserts have been IV. They never mind what Thou hast done Nor what Thy mighty hands can do What wonders Thou hast for me shown And for me wilt continue still to show But they shall see them and consum'd with pain Into the lowest pit descend to view it thence more plain V. Blest be that God who bow'd His ear To those requests I to Him made He is my shield my strength my spear And was my help when I unto Him pray'd On Him I trusted and in Him rejoyce My Heart that 's gone before to Heav'n I 'l follow with my Voice VI. He is their Shield His strength their Spear Who on Him for those Arms depend The Lords Anointed need not fear For God who is His King supplies will send O save the People who indeed are Thine Feed them and Lord lift up their head as Thou hast rais'd up mine Psalm XXIX Afferte Domino Filii Dei c. I. YOu whom your birth for Scepters has design'd Whom God has blest with wealth to guard your birth From Sons has made you Lords of th' Earth And on yours stampt the Portraict of His minde Your Scepters to Him yield they are His due Who only to serve Him first gave them You. II. He is your King and though you reign below You are but Vassals to His Throne above Your fear do's your dependance prove And when He speaks before Him you all bow When from above He thunders all your Powers Scatter like Clouds and melt away in showers III. He thunders from above and with the noyse Whether they will or no makes Seas to hear For at His Word they all croud near Exalted up to Heav'n by His great Voyce A voyce which sure is full of Majesty When sluggish Seas are by it rais'd so high IV. Affrighted Libanus begins to heave Like his own Cedars trembles they all quake Their roots as much as branches shake And both look which should first the other leave Like a young heifer Syrian starts away But do's through fear what that is wont at play V. From Heav'n it came a Fire before it went Consuming Fire behinde brought up the rear That all might see as well as hear And by the Message know from whom 't was sent Kades did at the Clap bow down his head And whom all fear'd his frighted Lions fled VI. The fearfull Hinde hearing the thunder roar Cast her untimely Calf with speed to fly And thinking by this shot to dy Forgot the Dogs her only dread before The Lightning made the gloomy Forest bright And what the Sun could not display'd at night VII The whole World is Gods Temple all things bow Before His Footstool and recount His praise All in their place His glory raise And unto man by theirs his duty show Lightning and Thunder to serve Him contend And His great charge proclaim to th' Earths wide end VIII Upon the Floods He sits Floods to Him bring Their gifts and humbly at his feet lay down Their Spoyls as Customs to His Crown And worship Him as their puissant King He stills their noyse and God who raging Seas Stills with a word shall give His people Peace Psalm XXX Exaltabo te Domine c. I. MY God I will to Thee give praise Because Thou hast exalted me Thou from the grave my life did'st raise And now my Song shall honour Thee When against me my foes did come And shar'd the prey and in their minds led home Their Captives Thou appeard'st and would'st not let them overcome II. 'T was then that to my God I cri'd And He who wounded made me whole All other helps which I had try'd Did but afflict not ease my Soul Even then He me did keep alive My ransom'd life did from the grave reprieve And a new Lease when I had forfeited the old did give III. O ye His Saints sing to His Name His Holiness with thanks record Thence take new fewel to your flame Sing Holiness unto the Lord His wrath a moment may remain But love shall make the storm a calm again And give a life as free from danger as it is from pain IV. Trouble and grief may last all night And to its dismal shade add theirs But when the morning brings the light Darkness shall scatter and my fears And as the Sun which guilds the day Out from the briny Ocean makes his way My Sun which breaks through tears shall brighter shine and look more gay V. Fixt on my Throne with mercy crown'd Unmov'd like some huge Rock I stood Me thoughts with pleasure I look'd round And saw my feet kiss'd by the flood Sure now I 'm past all fear I said Thy favour Lord my Rock so strong had made Others may well of me but I of none can be afraid VI. But as I thus express'd my pride Forgetting Him who made me so Thou Lord Thy face didst from me hide And then I came my self to know Trouble and pain no certain ground Which way so e're I look'd new griefs I found And the same floods which kiss'd my feet before my head surround VIII Then to Thee Lord again I cry'd What profit is there in my blood If in the pit I must abide Can Thy praise there be understood Shall the grave praise Thee or declare Thy Truth and Mercy what their glories are The grave which is as senseless as the dust that 's buryed there VIII Hear me O God and mercy show Unto my Help Thy self come down My God has heard me and I know Bv this He will His servant own To laughter He has turn'd my tears With gales of joy has blown away my fears And He who mourn'd now a Triumphant Robe and Laurel wears IX For this I will Thy praises sing And never in them silent be My glory shall its Anthem bring And faint not while 't is praising Thee Thy Mighty Power the ground shall give My noblest skill to manage it shall strive And when I cease my God to praise Thee let me cease to live Psalm XXXI In te Domine sper avi non confundar c. I. THou art my hope O God in whom I trust Let not my confidence procure me shame But save me in Thy Truth for
are IX As one past hope they of me speak And think by that to make me fear But all their words nor can my silence break Nor them convince that I so much as hear Without reproofs as dumb patient as without ear X. But Thou O God art my great trust And unto Thee my heart do's pray Hear me My God lest they who so much boast Seeing me fall presumptuously inveigh 'T was caus'd by theirs when Thou but took'st Thy hand away XI I know I have deserv'd to fall And even to Hell to be cast down But let my tears Thy help and pardon call I grieve Thou see'st and my transgressions own Forbear Thine Lord where sentence has already gone XII For this my Enemies encrease My sins I know have made them strong For this all thoughts of former kindness cease And my just deeds they recompense with wrong Yet still I 'll follow Thee though th' way be rough long XIII Forsake me not but be my guide And lead me that I never stray For should'st Thou go too fast before or hide Thy gracious sight I should benighted stay And still the more I sought the more should lose my way Psalm XXXIX Dixi custodiam vias c. I. LEt him go on for me I said And into his rude passions break I'll keep the resolutions I have made And though he urge me to it will not speak Will not of all his injuries complain For though his words are Spears his sight shall be a rein II. This while the wicked was in sight I with my self resolv'd to do My stubborn mouth was silenter than night Grief strook me dumb before his presence now Not one good word did from my lips once fall Least I should speak amiss I would not speak at all III. But as a wild unruly fire The more 't is checkt the more't do's burn My heart inflam'd by vchement desire To answer him did on it self return And there it rag'd and there it burnt so long Till it brake out at last and set on fire my tongue IV. Lord said I then make me to know What bound is set to my few dayes How long from thee I must remain below Strange to my own but stranger to Thy wayes How frail I am how near unto my end That what 's Thine own I may before hand to Thee send V. I know I 'm frail and if with Thyne I my uncertain life compare That age which I may truly say is mine And all my dayes to Thy years nothing are Mans best estate is but an empty strife And if there can be less than nothing found 't is Life VI. The faint resemblance of a shade That scarce can in conception be And yet how great a slave poor Man is made Whom God at first appointed to be free An airy thing that only lives by Fame And whom unweildy passions ruin give and Name VII He loves and hates and hopes and fears And with fresh wounds renews his pain Troubles himself at every thing he hears And scarce recovered slips and falls again Erects vast Piles and endless wealth do's save Yet knows not who the fruit of all his cares shall have VIII What then my God can I expect Truly my hope depends on Thee May'st Thou Thy Servant from all wrongs protect And from my sins worse Foes deliver me Not that they were unheard I dumb did stand But when they spake upon my self I felt Thy hand IX When Thou dost man for sin chastise And with Thy judgments on him fall No beauty in his own less in Thine eyes Is left of that which he did beauty call But like a garment which the Moth has fret Just such a thing is Man though ne're so high and great X. Remove Thy hand for Lord I faint Thy wrath I can no longer bear From Heav'n bow down and hear my sad complaint Speak Lord that I may know I have Thine ear O from my tears turn not Thy face away They on Thee call and be not Thou more dumb than they XI Thou know'st I have no resting place I nor my Fathers here below They 're gone and I must follow them apace Spare me before I that great Journey go Lord spare me who e're long shall be no more Forgot by mine as I have those who went before Psalm XL. Expectans expectavi c. I. IN my great trouble when all hopes did fail I patiently for God did wait And found my Prayer then to prevail When all means else or useless prov'd or came too late II. The Lord unto my voice inclin'd His ear And from the pit deliver'd me A pit whose sight strook me with fear And only as my dungeon could more dreadfull be III. There stuck my feet and thence He brought me out And on a rock to fall no more But to view Him and look about As high He rais'd me as I was cast down before IV. Where as I stood I sang with chearfull Voice His praises who deliver'd me Whil'st those who fear'd before rejoyce A certain Providence in all events to see V. Blest is that man who makes the Lord his trust His firmest stay and confidence Unbyass'd by anothers lust And keeps his own from having any influence VI. Many and fearfull things Thy hand has done And whose can with Thy works compare But could Thy thoughts to us be known Numberless Lord and like Thee infinite they are VII I heard Thee say Thou dost not blood desire No Off'rings or Burnt-Sacrifice That Altars smoak with daily fire And with the clouds they upward send obscure the skies VIII Instead of them my self I bring to Thee And in Thy Roll if Thou but look 'T is written there concerning me Nor is my Name alone but Office in Thy Book IX 'T is entred there what my delights have been And that I more to Thee might draw How I Thy Righteousness have seen And what I knew and kept to others preach'd Thy Law X. Thou know'st O God my tongue has not been still And that Thy Word I ne're conceal'd But as I knew what was Thy Will Its Truth and Faithfulness have in Thy Church reveal'd XI Thy wonted Grace ah do not then withhold But in Thy mercies Lord draw near Those mercies which have been of old And in my help with greater lustre will appear XII For thousand evils have begirt me round And all my sins upon me seise With pensive eyes fixt on the ground I dare not upward look their numbers so encrease XIII If to the sky I in the sky behold Stars which one yet may sooner count My hairs could every hair be told Compar'd with them are lost and to no summ amount XIV Wherefore my God be pleas'd to come away And to my rescue make more haste My troubles call O do not stay Nor let Thy help be slow when they come on so fast XV. Now come and with Thy Presence Lord confound My proud and cruel Enemy Level his greatness
His Rod Let Him now strike more Rocks and make them Bread That we may hope Our Armies shall be fed Nothing but Manna Can He flesh provide Here in the desert let His Power be tri'd And if He do's this we 'll distrust no more But all Our murm'rings as we ought give o're God heard them from above and in a flame To see and be reveng'd upon them came Down came the fire and like that Mighty Power Which gave Commission did uncheckt devour The trembling Camp could not but say 't was just And that no other flame could purge their lust Thus were they punish'd for their unbelief Who only in a plague knew Fear or Grief They would not trust Him though they all had seen How constant to His Word and them He ' had been Though from the Clouds He did their bread command And Heav'n did th' Office of a fruitful land Whole fourty years once a day open stood And at their dores they gath'red Angels food Made by an Angels hand for them to eat But still they discontented would have meat And so they shall A strong East Wind did blow And o're the East th' Allmighty Word did go They heard it rustle but without all fear And never dreamt another plague was near It blew all night and at morning along with the day Brought shoales of Quales which round the Army lay The Murmurers saw them but yet scarce believ'd The Miracle and wisht they were deceiv'd They saw them lie in heaps the Camp around So thick they seem'd a burthen to the ground Enough a greater Host than theirs to feed Would but th' event like the beginning speed But while the flesh was in their Mouths that God Who can of every Blessing make a Rod Scourg'd them with this and though they saw it not In dressing Death was truly in the Pot. And down their stomachs with the Quales it went And thence unto the Heart its poysons sent So swift they found it was in vain to flie And still eat on that they might sooner die The Rebel Princes in that plague did fall And God was Gracious not to ruin all Yet still they sinn'd and would not yet believe And only when He slew them thus would grieve Wherefore in vanity their years He spent Waiting to see if thence they would repent For when He slew them they ador'd His Wayes And unto God their Rock gave all the praise Only to flatter Him for still their heart Was only constant from Him to depart Yet He sorgave them and destroy'd them not And both His anger and their Sins forgot He knew they were but flesh a suddain Wind Which passes by and leaves no trace behind How did they tempt Him in the Wilderness Many their plagues their Sins were Numberless When in straight bounds they would that God confine Whose boundless Power beyond all bounds do's shine And measuring by themselves the Holy One Because they saw no help thought there was none How little did they mind His Mighty Hand Then conquering when He only bid them stand What signs in Pharaohs coast He for them wrought And gave deliverance e're He scarce was sought When with deep gore He stain'd the Chrystal flood And Egypt could not drink though thirst for blood Infinite swarms of flies did fill the air Through whose thick clouds the Sun could scarce appear Armies of Frogs did the whole land invade And active lice of nimble dust were made Then martial Locusts came and bore away What the Hayl left untoucht for their rich prey For th' Hayl before had torne the sturdie Oak And what scap'd that fell by the Thunders stroak Cattle and Flocks smote down together lay And scattered limbs of Men strew'd every way No Common Thunder 't was the Prince of th' Air With all the powers of Hell were ralli'd there God let them loose and bid them nothing spare Murrain on beasts Ulcers on men did rage An hand unseen against them did engage Darkness upon their Palaces did rest A too faint Emblem of that in their breast They would not see though God from Heav'n came down And killing their First-born chose Israels for His Own Then like a Flock they were through Kadesh led By Moses hand but God himself their Head Through Seas He lead them which more scar'd then they Rose up in hast and open'd them a way But when gone o're they look'd upon the Main Pharaoh lay drown'd their way was Sea again Through thousand dangers thousand Enemies past To th' Promis'd Canaan they were brought at last The Heathen conquer'd He gave them their Land Houses and Towns stood ready built to hand The Sacred lot did for each Tribe divide And what God gave was not by Man deny'd Yet here they sinn'd and did their God provoke And all His laws and their Own Cov'nants broke So hard it is to fix a Crooked bow And make that strait which Nature made not so High places now they seek and shadie Groves And to foul Idols prostitute their loves This when God heard and saw His laws abus'd By them whom He so tenderly had us'd He Israel hated Shilo did forsake And left that Ark which made His Foes to quake Who with Triumphant layes did bring it home After it had so often overcome 'T is taken and the Captive People fall And one small fire gives troops a Funerall No Marriage Songs are heard in all the Coast But Amorous Harps are in shrill Trumpets lost And every Virgin may before she die Unsworn bewayl her sad Virginitie Wives hear their husbands death without a groan And Preists unmourn'd for die now th' Ark is gone 'T was then God like a Gyant rous'd from sleep Whom Wine beyond His hour did Pris'ner keep That shouts and fights fell on and made them flie And on their backs reveng'd their curious eye The Ark returns but Shilo now no more Shall be its Residence as it was before Ephraim to Judah Shilo to Sion yields And to the Sacred Mount their fruitful fields So God would have 't who chose Himself the Place Sion the Habitation of His Grace 'T is there He 's known there He His Temple made Whose ground work stable as the Worlds was laid Davids design when from the Ewes with young By Him he was anointed to the Throne His Fathers flocks he carefully did keep And therefore made Chief Heardsman of Gods sheep Where all his time he fed them with such Care They never were so strong nor ever lookt so fair Psalm LXXIX Deus venerunt gentes in c. I. LOrd see the Miseries which we undergo And how with us Thy Temple suffers too Thither at length the Enemy is come And Solyma on heaps has layed Sion is but one Mighty Tomb And the Worlds glory now the scorne of all is made II Thy murd'red Saints in th' feilds unburied lie A prey to beasts and fowl which vengeance crie Their blood before was round Jerus'lem shed Increast its brooks and
wast its stones Yet death cannot secure the dead But those that took their lives again expose their bones III. Living or dead one shame attends us all Nor with less rage Our neighbours on us fall Their mirth do's only by our pains increase And such deep wounds their mercies give That death it self we think were ease And our slain friends more happy count than us who live IV. When shall Thy wrath and jealousie expire Quench'd by that blood which now but feeds the fire Lord on the heathen pour the tempest down Whole nations which ne'r pray to Thee Kingdoms where yet Thy Name 's unknown And let not what 's their due Thy servants Portion be V. And when their Sins to Thy remembrance come Let this be added to compleat the Sum That they have wasted Jacob and Thy land But let not Our iniquities Our former Sins new load Thy hand Lest when to rescue us to ruin Thou arise VI. Prevent us Lord for we are very low And let us now Thy strong Salvation know Now save us for the glory of Thy Name And for its sake Our Sins blot out Upon Our foes return the shame That though in scorn they ask none may Thy presence doubt VII Appear O God and let us witness be They know and fear Thy Name as well as we Revenge the guiltless blood which they have shed And hear Our chains how loud they cry Upon the living right the Dead And by Thine Arm save those who sentenc'd are to dy VIII Reproach which they design'd to cast on Thee And its increase their just reward shall be And then Thy People Lord Thy sacred Fold Shall make the Plains with joy to ring The Lambs shall all Thy Acts be told And their Great Shepherds praise both learn and ever sing Psalm LXXX Qui regis Israel intende c. I. GReat Shepherd of the Hebrew Race Whose numerous Flock all Israel was For Thou dist guide them with Thy Hand They knew Thy Voyce and follow'd Thee Th' Invisible between the Cherubins did see And thence receive th' Oraculous command Between the Cherubins again appear And give Our chains Thine eye and prayers Thine ear II. Shew us Thy Glory Lord once more As thou didst Ephraim heretofore When all the Tribes from bondage led Thy Presence chas'd their Enemies For if again Thou make Thy Ark and strength to rise Ours shall flie too as theirs before Thee fled Turn us again and cause Thy Face to shine We shall be sav'd and all the praise be Thine III. How long wilt Thou be angry thus Both with Our Prayers Great God and us Thou know'st how tears have been our food The mixture of Our meat and drink Whilst Our insulting Neighbours laugh in scorn to think That when those streams shall cease the next is blood But turn us Lord and cause Thy Face to shine We shall be sav'd and all the praise be Thine IV. A Vine God into Canaan brought And having thrown the Heathen out A proper soyl did for it find From Aegypt He the plant did bring Where it was bruis'd and torn when it began to spring By men trod down and broken by the Wind But when it could not there securely stand In Canaan it took root and fill'd the Land V. The Sun-burnt Hills it cloath'd around Their heads were with it cool'd and crownd Above the Hills its branch did rise And vy'd with tallest Cedars there As gay it look't and full as high its top did bear And its rich clusters touch'd the neighbouring Skies With one it laid hold of the Western Strand And touch't the River with its other hand VI. But why hast Thou her hedge broke down And her enclosures open thrown So that the stranger who rides by Though nothing there he ha's to do Comes rudely in and tears both fruit and branches too Thither the Wild Bore from the Wood do's fly And after bids his fellow beasts to haste To'a Vineyard which they may more safely waste VII Return O God and on us shine From Heav'n look down and see Thy Vine This Vineyard which Thy right hand made By thus transplanting fair and strong And under which it spred and flourish't ha's thus long For if Thou frown 't will be to th' Common laid 'T is burn't already but may yet bear fruit If though the branch be gone Thou spare the root VIII May Thy right hand preserve Our King And to an end His troubles bring Let Him again be great and strong As by Thy help He was before And then nor He nor we shall ever leave Thee more But freely joyn in one Eternal Song Turn us O Lord and cause Thy Face to shine We shall be sav'd and all the praise be Thine Psalm LXXXI Exultate Deo Adjutori I. TO God our strength let Israel sing Triumphant Songs to Our Victorious King Awake the Harp the Psaltery and Flute And fill the Air with an harmonious noise Call in the Sackbutt Cornet and the Lute And as He rais'd His hand for you t' Him lift your voice II. In the New Moon the Trumpets blow His antient Law makes it your duty Now When He at first ordain'd this solemn day And bid Our Fathers keep the Pompous Feast Israel and Judah did His word obey And thus His praises duly sang who gave them Rest. III. 'T was then when Israel left that Land Whose Language they could never understand A speech as barbarous as its Nations were When from the weights and pots I set them free From cruel tasks sayes God no more to bear Aegyptian burdens but my light ones and serve me IV. I saw their trouble heard their Cry And my quick Hand took Light ' ning from my eye From Heav'n I thund'red made my voice be heard And there I prov'd and there I Israel try'd But whom at thund'ring Sinai Israel fear'd Israel at Meribah with murmurings deny'd V. Yet to my Law again give ear Once more I 'le publish it if Thou wilt hear No other God but Me shalt Thou adore For I alone am God and none beside I broke the Chains which you in Aegypt bore And now can fill your mouths though op'ned ne're so wide VI. But all in vain they would not hear And though I bow'd mine down deny'd their Ear So up I gave them to their loose desires Their brutish Lusts and no destruction sent No flames but what were kind'led by those fires That what they made their choice might be their punishment VII O had they heard Me and been wise Those Wayes to follow which they did despise To Victory their Armies I have led My Hand their Enemies should have o'rethrown And forc't to yield their necks but on their head Had put a never fading and Eternal Crown VIII Plenty and Peace should all Their dayes Have shew'd fresh Palms and Roses in their Wayes And open'd all the Treasures of the Field Even I my self new Miracles would show Not water only the
said O God and thus hast sworn How comes it then His Kingdome is all torn That Thou hast cast off and abhor'd Thy King As if he never had anointed been Made voi'd Thy Cov'nant and to th' Earth flung down Snatcht from His Royal Head the Sacred Crown Destroi'd his Pallace and his ramparts broke And on his neck and Sions lai'd the yoak No more that Sion which she was of old Who in her hands the reins of th' Earth did hold Queen of all Cities Glory of the World But in one ruine with her Captives hurl'd Dismantled sack'd with rubbish hid all o're And now their scorn whose fear she was before Our Sov'reign too Himself is forc'd to fly Despoil'd of all the Robes of Majesty Whil'st his strong Enemies by Thee made so Load him with fetters and in Triumphs go In vain He conquest from his Sword expects When God the threat'ned head from harm protects And when it should most execution do Turns it on him whose hand did make thee blow And back he yields and all his Glories cease And with Him fall Prosperity and Peace I' th' mid'st of 's dayes he do's untimely fall By an inglorious Death and Funeral Shall it be ever thus and will Thine eyes Those Mis'ries which they see us bear despise For ever shall Thy Wrath devour like fire And in it's flames Thy ancient Love expire Remember Lord the Number of our dayes How few they are to celebrate Thy Praise Nor let it be in vain Thou life did'st give But whil'st we have it let us truly Live For no man long his ransom'd head can save From death or the inexorable grave Where then are all Thy former Mercies Lord And Oaths whereby Thou did'st confirm Thy Word Behold our wrongs and that reproach we bear For making Thee Our Trust Thy Word Our care And what malignities Men on Thee throw Because Messiah's Coming is so slow But We believe and in His day rejoyce And whom We look for hasten with our voice Amen and Amen The End of the Third Book of Psalms THE FOURTH BOOK OF PSALMS Psalm XC Domine Refugium factus es c. I. LOrd We have been Thy ancient Care And Thy experienc'd helps all times have known Though Time it self to Thee no Age do's bear And in comparison would seem but Young For e're Thy Fertile Word had made the Earth And the World travail'd with the Mountains birth Thy Days Lord with Thy Being first begun With that which no Beginning had And when an end of all things shall be made Only with that which has no end shall they be done II. Such is Thy Care and such Thy Age Whil'st on Thy breath Poor Man hangs all his trust And soon ha's run his last and longest stage If whence He rose Thou sentence him to Dust That fond thing life which he by years do's count Should to a Thousand Suns the summ amount And all to come to Thee as yesterday When it is past and gone appears So looks the numerous train of coming years Or as a Watch which on Sleeps Wings ha's flown away III. In times swift torrent down they roll Whose stream no sluces spend or banks can stay In vain by Art we would its course controll And stop that Flood which shall bear all away Like a fleet aiery dream Our Age do's fly Which springs from Fancy and deludes the eye Like Flowers which in the Morning gay and fine Rise with the Sun and mount their heads But Noon once past look down upon their Beds And tow'rd the Earth their grave with him at night decline IV. Our very pleasures haste our end And with ten thousand snares beset us round But when to these Thou dost Thy Armies send What scarce was felt now gives a Mortal Wound Sickness and pains the dire effects of Sin Which makes their way at the wide breach rush in Our secret sins before Thee open lye And this Just punishment we bear The Tale of Life is done e're we 're aware And those Thy wrath consum'd in Thy displeasure dye V. Our Life to seventy years we count And that he 's Old who thither do's arrive But if through Strength it should to Fourscore mount Age is a Sickness and 't is Death to live The swift wing'd years will soon be numb'red o're And overtake their fellows gone before Which though we see and know and each day hear As unconcern'd we still look on Till in the Common ruine we fall down And find too late Thy Wrath is equal to Our Fear VI. May We at last True Wisdom gain And having seen how much of life is spent And how uncertain's all that do's remain Be on Eternity and Heav'n intent Return O Lord for we have born Thy hand And Now expecting the dread Sentence stand Repent Thee then Lo how Thy Servants bow And to Thee all their sins confess Which more by tears than Words they would express And shall Thy Servants Lord repent and wilt not Thou VII For all that we have undergone Those years of our few dayes in troubles past Now make Thy Mercy and Thy Pow'r be known And let the Joy we wait for come at last Let it proportion to our sorrows bear As constant in its course as e're they were Let us behold the beams of Love and Grace Making our darkness disappear And having made Our Heav'n with glory clear Their kindest Influence Lord bestow upon our Race VIII Let us uninterrupted see On all Our wayes Thy choicest blessings shine Make those our guides to bring us up to Thee And with Thy Holy Flame our dross refine To Thee we look and Heav'n esteem Our Home But only through Thy Strength can thither come Thy Hand alone Our journeys must direct First shew then lead us in the Way Uphold us that we never fall or stray And what Ours cannot let Thy Hand for us effect Psalm XCI Qui habitat in Adjutorio c. I. HE who do's with th' Almighty God reside And in His secret place abide Under those feathers safe shall lye With which he thither first did flye Where trouble dares not come near the Most High II. Thither I 'll fly my God I 'll thither come No other place shall be my Home Thy Pow'r I will my Bulwark call My Fortress and my Brazen Wall Which shall unmov'd remain though Heav'n should fall III. Then fear not Soul for Thou preserv'd shalt be From all the Snares design'd for Thee The Plague that All-consuming ill Which do's the Air with Poysons fill Near Thee shall lose its force and cease to kill IV. For as the Eagles wings protect her young Till they have pinnions of their own Under God's wings shalt Thou abide And either there securely hide Or from Thy Fears away upon them ride V. His Truth shall be Thy Battle-Ax and Shield Both to maintain and get the field Neither the Terrors of the Night Nor dangers of the Mid-day light Unseen shall touch or seen
look o're their bounding sands And see what 's done at Land though they cannot come there V. Let them see how the Mountains glad as they Look from their tops when God will come away He comes But who His Presence can abide That the Great Judge of all shall be Yet who would not His entrance see When He with equall Justice shall each cause decide Psalm XCIX Dominus regnavit irascantur c. I. THE Lord do's reign let the Earth fear And tremble till its old Foundations shake For though Mount Sion He His Court do's make His Empire reaches every where Let the whole World before His Name fall low For it is Holy and most rais'd when they do so II. He Righteousness and Truth do's love Is the Kings strength as they His glory are Jacob His Judgements had and was His Care Exalt our God who reigns above The Holy God and at His Footstool bow For then you raise Him most when there you fall most low III. Moses and Aaron and the Quire Of Priests which alwayes in His Court attend Samuel with those whose praises there ascend And from His Altar have their fire In their distress when they did to Him fly He who their troubles saw as freely heard their cry IV. He heard them and that very Flame Which to His Presence did their Prayers conveigh No less for His return prepar'd the way Which through the Cloudy Pillar came He answer'd them and as He heard forgave And though reveng'd the sin yet did the sinner save V. Thus He of old their Faith did prove And unseen by them through the darkness saw How they observ'd His Word and kept His Law Exalt our God who reigns above The Holy God and in His Temple bow For then you raise Him most when there you fall most low Psalm C. Jubilate Deo omnis terra I. YOU who thrâ—ughout the World that Power adore Which first made it and then made you Give to the Lord what is His due And what Man ha's usurpt His Praise restore II. 'T is God alone who by His Word made All And by His Word that All sustains And Nothing by the Wonder gains Except to save and hear us when we call III. We are His People He Our Maker is Our Shepheard He and we His sheep Whom He secure do's ever keep And praise is all that He expects for this IV. Approach His Courts and enter them with praise And of His Mighty Power rehearse Make that the subject of your Verse And up to Heav'n with it His Goodness raise V. Who most shalt bless Him let 's together strive His Mercies have been ever sure His Truth for ever shall endure What can we less when He so much do's give Psalm CI. Misericordiam Justitiam c. I. I Will of Judgement and of mercy sing The greatest Praises of the greatest King And since mine 's nothing worth His own unto Him bring II. 'T was He discover'd to me first the Way I 'll follow where He shew'd the passage lay O come and lead me Lord that I may never stray III. With my integrity I 'll never part But be my Seed's as Thou my Pattern art And as Thy Way is perfect so shall be my Heart IV. No wicked thing will I with pleasure see My Innocent eyes no more shall guilty be Or look so low since they have once been rais'd to Thee V. I 'll hate the work of him who turns aside His way from life and happiness lyes wide And as he shuns me from him I my face will hide VI. The Privy slanderer I will ore'throw Reject the Proud nor with the froward go Their great heights when they fall shall make them sink more low VII But he in mine shall be as in Thy sight Whose heart and wayes Thy Laws have made upright To Thee a Servant but my Friend and chief delight VIII He in my house shall dwell but never there Shall the deceitful or false Man appear Destruction cannot be far of when they are near IX Early I will destroy them and my hand Shall cut them off and guiltless make the Land And on their spoils Gods City shall triumphing stand Psalm CII Domine exaudi orationem c. I. MY dearest God let my Pray'r come to Thee Nor at my sighes and cry offended be Dart through these pitchy clouds one ray Divine And make Thy glorious Face appear If Thou art pleas'd again to shine I will no longer fear But hope that He who sees my Pain will bend His ear II. But hear me then and answer speedily ' Ere 't is too late and I no more can cry For as dry wood do's in the fornace burn And vanishes in smoak away So all my strength to smoak do's turn And feels its own decay Whil'st on my bones and heart a fire unseen do's prey III. So fierce it rages that I quite forget Through pain and grief my very bread to eat The tears I shed do but the flame encrease My bones and flesh become more dry And all the while I held my peace Less burnt then now I cry And grass the Sun ha's toucht is not so scorch't as I. IV. And as the solitary Pelican And widdow'd Turtle for their mates complain Just like the Owle which do's in desarts dwell Hating and hated of the light That to the Rocks her moans do's tell So shun I every sight By day and weary with my mournfull cryes the night V. Both night and day I 'm made the common scorn And those who hate me are against me sworn Ashes and Tears have been my meat and drink Whil'st I continually did grieve Of Thy Just wrath and hand to think What mortal wounds they give Lifting me up a greater fall but to receive VI. And as the shaddow with the Sun declines And disappears when that no longer shines As with the Summer heat flowers pine away So pass my years e're well begun But an Eternal Now do's tay On Thyne ne're to be done When thousand Ages shall their several Race have run VII The mis'ries of Thy Sion Thou hast seen How great Her Sorrows what her Cares have been To save Thy Sion Lord at length arise Her mighty Jubilee is come And now her very dust we prize Her rubbish and Her lome And humbly begg Thou would'st return her captives home VIII So shall the heathen fear Thy Holy Name And all their Kings Thy Kingdomes rule proclaim When thus again Thou Sion shalt rebuild And in Thy glory there appear When all Her Courts with Vowes are fill'd And Thou inclin'st Thine Ear The Prayer of the Forsaken and their groans to hear IX For the next age this story we 'll record That they as well as We may praise the Lord Who from the height of Heav'n His Throne look'd down And did from thence the Earth behold Thence heard the dying Pris'ners grone Saw Justice chain'd with gold And sav'd both Her and them for