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Mr. Richard Baxter's paraphrase on the Psalms of David in metre with other hymns / left fitted for the press by his own hand.
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Baxter, Richard, 1615-1691.
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Wing B2580; ESTC R43060
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In our sight Now let his God deliver him If he in him delight 9 Thou took'st me from the womb Thou wast my hope and rest When I a seeble Infant hang'd Upon my mother's breast 10 I was cast on thy care Even from my birth till now And from the womb that did me bear My God and Guide art thou 11 Be not far off for grief Is near and no help found 12 Many Bulls compass me fat Bulls Of Bashan me surround 13 Their mouth they open'd wide Upon me gaped they Like to a Lion's ravening And roaring for his prey 14 My bones are out of joynt Like water I am spilt Among my pained Intestines My heart like wax doth melt 15 Like a potsherd my strength Is dry'd My tongue cleaveth Unto my jaws and thou hast brought Me to the dust of death 16 For dogs have compass'd me And the assembled bands Of wicked men enclosed me They pierc'd my feet and hands 17 I may count all my bones On me they look and stare 18 Upon my Vesture they cast lots My Cloaths among them share 19 Be not far from me Lord My strength to help me hast 20 My soul deliver from the sword Do not to Dogs me cast 21 Save me from lying mouths For thou hast oft heard me Even from the horns of Unicorns I have been sav'd by thee 22 Unto my brethren I Will yet declare thy name And with the Congregation great I 'le joyn to praise the same 23 Ye that fear God praise him His great name glorifie All Jacob's seed and fear ye him Israel's posterity 24 For he hath not despis'd Th' afflicted's misery Nor hid his face from him but heard When he to him did cry 25 In the Assemblies great My praise shall be of thee And before them that do thee fear My Vows perform'd shall be 26 The meek shall be suffic'd With food All praise shall give To God who him do truly seek Your hearts shall ever live 27 All lands remember shall And turn unto the Lord And by all kindreds of the earth Our God shall be ador'd 28 The Kingdom is the Lord's He governs Nations all All that on earth by him are fed Before him down shall fall 29 All shall before him bow That down to dust descend None can of all the sons of men His life from death defend 30 But still a holy seed The Lord shall truly serve And God will them his chosen flock Account and still preserve 31 They shall come and his work Of righteousness make known Unto a people yet unborn That this the Lord hath done PSALM XXIII 1 THe Lord himself my shepherd is Who doth me feed and safely keep What can I want that 's truly good While I am one of his own sheep 2 He makes me to lie down and rest In pleasant pastures tender grass He keeps and gently leadeth me Near the sweet streams of quietness 3 My failing soul he doth restore And lead in safe and righteous ways And all this freely that his grace And holy Name may have the praise 4 And though my daily walk do lie Through death's dark vale yet thou art there All being managed by thee Therefore no evil will I fear For in my lowest darkest state The Lord of Love is with me still Thy Rod and Staff shall comfort me And keep me from all deadly ill 5 Thy bounty doth my Table spread In presence of my envious foes My head refreshing Oyl anoints My plenteous cup still overflows 6 Goodness and mercy all my days Shall surely keep and follow me And in the house of God always My joyful dwelling-place shall be The same by Mr. George Herbert 1 THe God of Love my Shepherd is And he that doth me feed While he is mine and I am his What can I want or need 2 He leads me to the tender grass Where I both feed and rest Then to the streams that gently pass In both I have the best 3 And if I stray he doth convert And bring my mind in frame And all this not for my desert But for his holy name 4 And in death's shady black abode Well may I walk not fear For thou art with me and thy rod To guide thy staff to bear 5 Thou makest me to sit and dine Even in mine enemies fight My head with Oyl my cup with Wine Flows over day and night 6 Surely thy sweet and wondrous love Shall measure all my days And as it never shall remove So neither shall my praise PSALM XXIV 1 THe earth is all the Lord's Its fulness all is his The world with all that are therein His own creation is 2 For he the liquid Seas Hath its foundation made And it upon the water-floods Hath stablished and staid 3 Into God's sacred mount Who 's he that shall ascend And in his place of holiness Who shall accepted stand 4 Whose heart 's pure and hands clean And unto vanity He who hath not lift up his soul Nor sworn deceitfully 5 This man a blessing great From God shall surely have Righteous and gracious usage from The God that will him save 6 Of them that seek the Lord This is the holy race Such are the men of Jacob's God Who seek thy pleased face 7 Lift up your heads ye gates You lasting doors make way That so the great desired King Of Glory enter may 8 Who is this Glorious King Who may this Monarch be The strong and mighty God the Lord Mighty in war is he 9 Lift up your heads ye gates You lasting doors make way That so the great and mighty King Of Glory enter may 10 Who is he that is King Of Glory Who is this The Lord of Hosts and he alone The King of Glory is PSALM XXV 1 I Lift my heart to thee My God and guide most just 2 O let me never be asham'd For in thee do I trust Let not my foes rejoyce And triumph over me 3 And let not any be asham'd That trust and wait on thee But let them shamed be Who causelesly transgress 4 Shew me thy ways Lord teach thou me Thy paths of Righteousness 5 Direct me in thy truth And teach me I thee pray Thou art my God and Saviour On thee I wait alway 6 Remember O my God Thy mercies manifold And thy great loving kindnesses For they have been of old 7 My sins and faults of youth O keep not on record In mercy for thy goodness sake Remember me O Lord. 8 Perfectly good is God A sure and upright guide Therefore he 'll teach sinners his way That they go not aside 9 The humble he will guide Who do his Counsels seek And he will teach his way unto The lowly and the meek 10 For all the paths of God Are truth and mercy sure To them that do his Covenant keep And Testimonies pure 11 For thy names-sake O Lord I humbly thee intreat To pardon my iniquity For it is very great 12 Whoso doth fear the Lord The Lord
hath found out a house The swallow found a nest Where she may lay her young and where Her self and they may rest Even near thy holy Altars they May make their safe abode And why not I seeing thou art My King and only God 4 Blest are they in thy house that dwell They always give thee praise 5 Blessed is he whose strength 's in thee In whose heart are thy ways 6 Who passing as through Bala's vale Make it a place of wells And the descending plenteous rain The pools with water fills 7 Unwearied they forward go Marching from strength to strength Till all in Sion do appear Before the Lord at length 8 Lord God of Hosts my prayer hear O Jacob's God give ear 9 O God our shield look on the face Of thine anointed dear 10 Because one day within thy house Is better to abide Than in another place to stay A thousand days beside Much rather would I keep a door In the house of my God Than in the tents of wickedness To take up mine abode 11 For the Lord God our Sun and Shield Will grace and glory give And no good thing from them with-hold Who uprightly do live 12 O thou that art the Lord of Hosts That man is surely blest Who by a stedfast confidence On thee alone doth rest PSALM LXXXV 1 THou hast been favourable O Lord unto thy land And Israel's sad Captivity Thou brought'st back by thy hand 2 Thy people thou forgav'st The guilt that they were in And by thy free and plenteous gracâ— Didst cover all their sin 3 Thy wrath thou took'st away And didst to mercy turn Even from thine anger terrible That did against us burn 4 O God our Saviour Turn us unto thy peace And cause thine anger that 's gone forth Against us for to cease 5 Shall thy displeasure last Against us without end And to all generations Wilt thou thy wrath extend 6 Wilt thou not us restore And quicken us that we Who are thy people evermore In thee may joyful be 7 Shew us thy mercy Lord Which may thy flock relieve And thy salvation unto us In season freely give 8 I 'le hear what God to us Will speak It will be peace To all his Saints But let not them Return to foolishness 9 Surely to all those who In fear of God do stand His help is nigh that Glory may Dwell always in our land 10 Mercy and truth shall meet And no more parted be And Peace with Righteousness shall greet And blessedly agree 11 Truth here even on this earth Shall spring and prosper well And righteousness from heav'n descend And here among us dwell 12 The Lord shall give what 's good Our land shall yield increase 13 Justice to set us in his way Shall go before his face PSALM LXXXVI 1 BOw down thine ear O Lord Hear me for I am poor 2 And in distress Yet I am thine Preserve my soul therefore My God thy servant save Who doth on thee rely 3 Be merciful to me O Lord Who daily to thee cry 4 Rejoyce thy servant's soul For unto thee O Lord Do I lift up my soul in hope That thou wilt help afford 5 For thou O Lord art good And ready to forgive And rich in mercy and all those That seek thee dost relieve 6 Give ear to my request My praying voice attend 7 I 'le call on thee when troubles come For thou wilt answer send 8 Among the Gods O Lord None may with thee compare Neither among the works they do Any like thy works are 9 All nations made by thee Shall come and reverently Worship before thee our great God And thy name magnifie 10 For thou art high and great And wondrous things hast done Besides thee there 's no other God For thou art God alone 11 Teach me thy truth and way And I 'le walk in the same Unite my heart Lord unto thee To fear thy holy name 12 My God with all my heart To thee will I give praise And I the glory will ascribe Unto thy name always 13 For thy mercy to me In greatness doth excel Thou hast delivered my soul Both from the Grave and Hell 14 The proud against me rise Terrible men are met In troops that seek my life but thee Before them have not set 15 But full of pity Lord And gracious thou art found Thou art long-suffering and in truth And mercy dost abound 16 O turn thee unto me And mercy on me have Strengthen thy servant and the Son Of thine own handmaid save 17 Shew me some sign for good That all my foes may see And be asham'd because thou Lord Dost help and comfort me PSALM LXXXVII 1 UPon the sacred hills He his foundation sets 2 More than all Jacob's dwellings else God loveth Sion gates 3 Great things are said of thee O City of the Lord. 4 Rahab's and Babel's case to those That know me I 'le record It 's said of famous Tyre And land of Palestine And of the Ethiopian land This man was born therein 5 Of Sion't shall be said This man and that man there Was born and he that highest is Himself shall stablish her 6 When God recites their names Who his own people are To their great honour he shall count That this man was born there 7 Singers and those that play On musick there shall be Yea all my springs of holy peace And comfort are in thee PSALM LXXXVIII 1 O God who art my hope and help To thee I cryed night and day 2 Let my cries have access to thee Incline thine ear when I do pray 3 My soul with troubles doth abound My life draws nigh unto the grave 4 Like one that to be buryed goes I am as those that no strength have 5 As a companion of the dead Like those that slain in grave do lye Whom thou hast cut off by thy hand And dost put out their memory 6 Thou lay'st me in the lowest pit And as in deep and darksom caves 7 Thy wrath lyes hard on me and thou Afflictest me with all thy waves 8 My friends thou hast put far from me To them as burdensome I grow In sorrows I am so shut up That forth from thence I cannot go 9 My eye through my affliction mourns I call on thee from day to day To thee O Lord I have stretch'd out My craving hands to thee I pray 10 Wilt thou shew wonders to the dead Shall the dead rise and praise thee here 11 Is thy love praised in the grave Doth death thy faithfulness declare 12 Are thy great works known in the dark Or is thy truth and righteousness Remembred and mention'd in The land of deep forgetfulness 13 But unto thee O Lord I cry My morning's pray'r shall thee prevent 14 Lord why dost thou cast off my soul Why is thy face against me bent 15 Even from my early youth I was Afflicted and as near to die While I thy terrors do endure I almost as distracted lie