and night My Cries to thee can tell Yet God is holy and remains The Praise of Israel Our Fathers found thy ready help When they on thee rely'd Their Hopes in thee were never sham'd Nor fervent Pray'rs deny'd But like a despicable Worm Not like a Man I 'm us'd Trod under-foot and thus in Scorn By vilest Men abus'd To own and save him he believ'd That God would now appear Let him deliver him and show That he to God is dear But from my Mother's womb by thee At first I was releas'd I was thy Charge when yet I hung Upon my Mother's Breast From my Infant Age I have been cast Entirely on thy Care And of thy Loving kindness had Lord an unusual Share 11 And now when other Succours fail In this distress appear O do not thou withdraw thy self When trouble is so near Those that beset me are like Bulls Armed with rage and pow'r No hungry Lion is more fierce Or readier to devour Part II. I 'm weak as water and my bones From one another start As wax before the fire dissolves So fails my fainting heart My Moisture's so dry'd up to move My tongue scarce strength I have To tell my griefs I seem like one Just fitted for a Grave Mine Enemies like greedy Dogs Round to inclose me meet And with inhumane Cruelty Have pierc'd my Hands and Feet My flesh with grief consum'd my bones May all be told with ease This moves no pity but their Eyes With this sad sight they please My Garments they divide and Lots Upon my Vesture cast Lord let thy Pow'r now interpose And to my Succour haste Save from their Sword my Life from what Their Malice else employs Which like the Teeth and Paws and Horns Of Savage beasts destroys To all my Brethren I 'll declare The greatness of thy Name And in th' Assemblies of thy Saints Thy Goodness thus proclaim All ye that are of Jacob's Seed And Servants of the Lord Let him be glorify'd and prais'd And with due fear ador'd He did not with disdain behold Th afflicted's Miseries Nor in displeasure hid his Face But always heard their Cries Part III. The Praises due to thee O Lord Shall in thy Church be paid Before thy Saints those Vows perform'd That in distress I made The longings of the poor and meek Thy Goodness shall supply Thou shalt revive their fainting hopes Who on thy Strength rely The Gentiles by his kindness won Shall turn unto the Lord By all the Kindreds of the Earth His Name shall be ador'd The Lord is King and under him Princes their Scepters sway All Nations to his Rule submit And Homage to him pay The Rich with plenty fill'd the poor That wallow in the Dust Both shall adore and thee alone Their great Preserver trust A chosen Seed shall to their Race His Righteousness declare All own this Work of God's and tell How great his Mercies are PSLAM XXIII As the 100 Psalm GOD is my shepherd who will see That all my wants be still supply'd I shall not be expos'd to wrong Nor left to stray without a Guide The Pastures are both fresh and green Where I have Ease and sweet Repast The Streams are cool and quiet where I quench my thirst and please my tast His Comforts which revive my Soul Life's tedious Journey pleasant make And in the Peaceful ways of Grace He leads me for his Goodness sake Tho' I should walk where black despair And Sorrow cast a dismal Shade Thy Power and thy tender Care Would chase my Fears and make me glad Thou spread'st my Table where my foes Behold thy Bounty and repine To see rich Oils anoint my Head To see my Cup o'erflow with Wine Surely the Goodness of the Lord Shall still surround me all my Days I will frequent thy House and there Display thy Love and sing thy praise PSALM XXIII Another Metre THE Lord my watchful Shephesd is I to his Flock belong I shall not stray without a Guide Nor be expos'd to wrong The Pastures they are fresh and green Where I have food and Ease He leads me to the quiet stream Where I my thirst appease His Comforts which refresh my Soul Life's Journey pleasant make He guides me in his righteous Paths For his own Goodness sake Tho' I should walk where black despair Reflects a dismal Shade Thy Rod and Staff would chafe away My fears and make me glad In presence of my foes thou spread'st My Table who repine To see rich Oils anoint my Head My Cup o'erflow with Wine Surely the Goodness of the Lord Shall crown my future days I will frequent his House to shew His Love and sing his Praise PSALM XXIV THE Earth's the Lord 's to him belong All creatures it contains His gracious Care to all the World Extends o'er which he reigns He did upon the floating Seas The Earth's great Fabrick lay And on th' unstable Floods he made Her fixt Foundation stay Into that Hill where God resides Who shall admitted be Lord who within thy Holy Place May stand and worship thee He whose unspotted hands no crimes Whose heart no stains defile Whose Tongue blasphemes not God nor swears His Neighbour to beguile This is the Worshipper alone Whom God delights to bless On whom he 'll faithfully bestow His promis'd Happiness These as God's People may with hopes Of Favour seek his Face And as true Proselytes be join'd To Jacob's faithful Race Ye Gates and Everlasting Doors Be open and make room Lift up your Heads and you shall see The King of Glory come If you demand what King is this That 's with such Glory crown'd It is the mighty Lord in Fight For Victcories renown'd Ye Gates and Everlasting Doors Be open and make room List up your heads and you shall see The King of Glory come If you demand what King is this Whose Glories so excell God who commands the Heav'nly Hosts Comes now with us to dwell PSALM XXV TO God I make my Pray'r In him my trust repose O let me not become a Scorn Or triumph to my Foes Let no Events cast down Their Souls who wait on thee Let Disappointments shame their hopes That deal perfidiously Lord set thy ways before Mine Eyes in clearer Light And teach me always to perform What 's pleasing in thy Sight From the straight Paths of Truth Ne'er let me go astray On thee my Saviour I wait To teach and guide my way Lord call to mind that Love Thou didst of Old express How thou hast graciously reliev'd Thy Servants in distress Into my youthful sins No strict Inquiry make Those early faults O Lord forgive For thine own Goodness sake Part II. God who is Good and Just Will erring Souls instruct Their wandring Steps to the safe paths Of Vertue will conduct The Humble Souls hell guide And teach the Meek his way Kindness and Truth express to such As his just Laws obey Incourag'd by thy Grace For Mercy I intreat Pardon my sins O Lord that
Motions of their Joy And to set off melodious Songs Their Harps and Timbrels to employ God's Kindness to his People will Engage his Care their good t' advance He 'll beautify the Meek and make Them great by his Deliverance And like the Glory of his Saints Their Triumphs should be great and high And God's loud Praises will become Their Beds in which they quiet lie These Psalms of Praises in their Mouths Whilst their Hands wield a two edg'd Sword Will courage and assurance give To fight the Battles of the Lord. They 'll conquer and with just revenge The Heathen's insolence chastise Their fetter'd Nobles captive lead Make chained Kings become their prize Such Judgments long ago foretold Shall God upon the Heathen bring Such Honour all his Saints shall have And praising Hallelujah's sing PSALM CL. PRaise God within that sacred Place Where he his Grace bestows Your wondering thoughts to Heaven raise Where he his Glory shows Let all his mighty Acts of Pow'r Your inward Passions move That your acknowledgments may suit The Greatness of his Love Musicks soft Notes and louder sounds Of Instruments imploy T' excite Devotion and attend The Triumphs of your Joy Since all to this Creator owe That breath by which they live Let every thing that breaths to him Their cheerfull Praises give The End of the Psalms HYMNS Taken out of the NEW TESTAMENT Or used in the Church-Service HYMN I. Benedictus The Song of Zachary Luke 1. 68. LET Isr'ael's pow'rfull God and King Eternally be blest Who came from Heav'n to visit us And all our Bonds releas'd In David's House a Saviour rais'd To sit upon his Throne This ever since the World began His Prophets have foreshown That he would save us from the Hand Of all that did us hate The Mercy to perform for which Our Fathers long did wait Remembring all his Truth engag'd By ' a Holy Covenant His solemn Oath to Abra'ham sworn His Grace that he would grant To serve him without fear from all Our Adversaries free'd And to continue all our days A Holy Life to lead And thou blest Child to this high Lord Shalt have a Prophet's place Like a preparing Harbinger Shalt go before his Face By the Remission of Men's sins To make Salvation known God's tender Mercy when this Sun Arose to all was shown He will our sad and dismal State With Light and Comfort bless And guide our Feet into the way Of Peace and Happiness HYMN II. Magnificat As the 25 Psalm The Song of the Bl. Virgin Luke 1. 46. MY Soul doth magnify the Lord Transports of Joy my Spirits raise And God my Saviour shall be The Subject of my Song of Praise For to his humble Handmaids state He shew'd regard when 't was deprest All Ages shall from henceforth judge Me happy and shall call me Blest He that is Great hath done to me Great things and holy is his Name His Mercy through all Ages is To them that fear him still the same He with his Arm his strength hath shew'd Confounded what the proud Men thought Put down the mighty from their Seat And rais'd them who were set at nought He fill'd the hungry Souls with good The full and rich for want complain'd His Mercy he has call'd to mind And Israel his help has gain'd The Promise to our Fathers made So long before in which God stood Engag'd to Abra'ham and his Seed Is all performed and made good HYMN III. Nunc Dimittis The Song of Simeon Luke 2. 29. I Now can leave this World and die In Peace and quiet Rest Since that mine Eyes O Lord have been With thy Salvation blest The Prophecies are all fulfill'd Thy Promises are true And thy mysterious Love disclos'd In all the Peoples view All the dark Shadows fly away Now this bright Sun appears Whose saving Health the Gentile World With unknown Comfort cheers Well may the long expected sight Make Isr'ael's Joys abound Before with special Favours grac'd But now with Glory crown'd HYMN IV. Taken out of the Revelations As the 25 Psalm Rev. 19 v. 5 YE faithfull Servants of the Lord See that his Name ye celebrate And ye that fear him sing aloud Praises to God both small and great Ch. 4 v. 8 Most Holy Holy Holy Lord Almighty's his adored Name Who was before all time and is And ever shall be still the same v. 11. All Glory Pow'r and Honour thou Alone art worthy to receive For all things by thy Pow'r were made All by and for thy Pleasure live Ch. 5 v. 12 To thee O spotless Lamb of God Riches and Pow'r of Right belong Wisdom and Honour conqu'ring strength Glory and every praising Song v. 9 Thou for to expiate our Sins Wast slain and by thy precious Blood From every Nation Tribe and Tongue Thou hast redeemed us to God v. 10 From thee to be both Kings and Priests To God the Privilege we gain And shall hereafter be advanc'd With thee O Christ on Earth to reign v. 13 Blessing and Honour Glory Pow'r Ever by all in Earth and Heav'n To him that sits upon the Throne And to the Lamb of God be giv'n Part II. Ch. 15 v. 3 O thou great Ruler of the World Thy glorious Works our wonder raise Thou ever-blessed King of Saints How true and righteous are thy ways v. 4 Who would not fear and glorify Thy Name thou onely Holy one Th' whole World will come and worship thee To whom thy Judgments are made known Ch. 11 v. 15 Now o'er the Kingdoms of this World God and his Christ as King do's reign Whose Pow'r that for his Rule made way His Conquests ever will maintain v. 17 We give thee thanks Almighty Lord Which art and wast and art to come Who hast exerted thy great Pow'r And for thy Victories made room v. 18 Let th' angry Nations rage thy wrath blood Is come and it 's thy time to rain Down Judgments and t' avenge the Of Martyrs barbarously slain And now thy suffe'ring Servants Lord Great Saints and Prophets thou'lt regard And all that fear thy Name tho' here Despis'd shall have a great reward All thy just vengeance will applaud On them who all their Pow'r imploy'd To turn the Earth t' a Field of Blood Their turn now comes to be destroy'd Ch. 12. Salvation to the Saints is come v. 10 God's strength and mighty aids appear T' advance his Kingdom among Men Who all the Pow'r of Christ revere He that before the Lord accus'd The Brethren with false Calumnies Is now cast head-long down and none Give credit longer to his Lyes v. 11 He 's conquer'd by the Blood of Christ And by their witness to his word start from here tomorrow These valued not their Lives but dy'd For Love unto their dearest Lord. v. 12 Ye heav'nly Spirits above rejoyce But woe to th' Earth below whose hurt The Dev'il with utmost rage contrives Knowing his
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
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
provide Our needs are all supply'd The hardned ridges of the field Soft'ned by showers yield It s seed by clods thus gently press'd Springs up by fresh rain bless'd The fruitful year rich blessings crown Which fatning Show'rs drop down The wilderness refresht with rain Tho' parch'd now Springs again The little Hills new garments wear In youthful green appear Flocks are the cloathing of the plain The Vales spread o'er with grain All Nature seems to shout and sing Welcome t' a hopeful spring PSALM LXVI LET all the Earth with joy resound To God their Voices raise Extol him in their Songs and make Him Glorious by their Praise Proclaim his mighty works in which Such terrour do's appear As makes his Foes to crouch and feign Obedience thro' their fear Ev'n all the Earth shall worship thee And sing unto thy Name Who see the wonders thou hast done To raise and spread thy Fame He turn'd the Sea into dry Land The swelling Flood made way For Israel to pass Who there His Glories did display He views the Nations and his Rule Do's o'er the World extend Then let not men rebel for pride Will in their ruine end Let all the people bless the Lord And loudly sing thy Praise Thou great Preserver of our Lives And Guide of all our ways Part II. Through severe tryals we have pass'd In grievous straits distress'd Like Beasts of burden have been us'd With heavy loads oppress'd Insolent Tyrants as vile Slaves Have trod us under feet But through all dangers we are brought Where Ease and Plenty meet I 'll go into thine house O Lord And thankful Offerings lay Before thine Altar and the Vows I made in trouble pay To honour him from whom all good Do's come I 'll spare no cost I 'll offer what he do's require And what will please him most Ye that are pious come and hear What God for me has done His Mercies shew'd to me will be For your Instruction When I with grief opprest to him My fervent cries did raise He heard me graciously and turn'd My sighing into praise God will not favour me if I Iniquity regard But he inclin'd his Ear to me And my Petitions heard O let the Glorious Name of God Be ever magnifie'd Who neither did reject my Pray'r Nor his own Grace deny'd PSALM LXVII As the 25 Psalm SHew Mercy to us Lord Bless us with gifts divine O let the Glories of thy Face On us thy Servants shine May thy hid ways be known Thy Fear on Earth abound And thy Salvation over all The Heathen World resound Let all in Psalms of Praise Their grateful thoughts express Let all the people round the World Thy mighty Name confess The Nations now may sing Their Joys since God do's reign He rules with Wisdom this great Judge Will Righteousness maintain Let all in Psalms of Praise Their grateful thoughts express Let all the people round the World Thy mighty Name confess Then shall th' enriched Earth With Plenty overflow And God on all his other Gifts His Blessing will bestow His Blessings showr'd on us Our happy Days shall crown His Pow'r and Goodness all the World With humble Fear shall own PSALM LXVIII As the 100 Psalm LET the great God arise and then His scattered foes will flee for fear Vanish like smoke and melt like wax Before the Fire when he draws near But let the just rejoice and praise His Name to which all Pow'r belongs He rides on High above the Clouds Let him be rais'd too in your Songs He pities Orphans Widows wrongs He rights bring chained Pris'ners out He for the desolate provides But plagues the RebelsLand with drought Lord when thou brought'st thy people forth From Egypt with a Mighty hand And led'st them thro' the Wilderness To bring them to the Promis'd Land The Heav'ns before thy Lightnings dropt The Earth did with thy Thunder quake Mount Sinai when the Lord came down Did from its firm Foundation shake In that dry Wilderness thou sent'st A plenteous rain at their complaint Ev'n Bread was rained down from Heav'n For their Refreshment who were faint Thy numerous people with their flocks Found a convenient dwelling there And by thy bounty Lord the poor With all things needful furnish'd were Part II. When God had giv'n them Victories A female Army 't was their use Met the returning Conquerours And in their Songs thus told the News All the great Captains of their Hosts Have left the field with hasty flight And left rich spoils all shar'd by us Women who were too weak to fight Tho' you in Egypt's servile works Sull'ied among the Pots have lien Your Armies Wings like those of Doves Victorious now shall brightly shine And so it was for when the Kings On this Side Jordan conquer'd were They as illustrious as the Snows On Salmon's Hill did then appear And when on th' other Side the Lord Your Conquests also did advance Th' high Hill of Basan then became A part of God's Inheritance But be not proud ye lofty Hills As if God meant with you t' abide Sion's the Hill which he hath chose Therein for ever to reside Thousands of Angels there attend And God is where that Host appears Sinai had once his presence now To Sion th' Honour he transferrs Part III. Like a great Conquerour our God Ascended is above the Skies And after him in triumph draws As Spoils his captiv'd Enemies He scattered his various Gifts Around to make his Bounty known Ev'n Rebels had a share ' mongst whom He dwells and they his kindness own God that heaps daily benefits On us shall have our praising Songs He is our Saviour to whom The Pow'r of Life and Death belongs In his just Vengeance he shall wound The Heads of all that him resist On whom no Methods of his Love Prevail who still in sin persist God is resolv'd the Victories Of former Ages he 'll renew As great as those in Bashan's Land And the Red Sea his People knew Thine Arms shall so victorious be And such a Slaughter shall be made That in thine Enemies blood the Dogs Their tongues may dip and thou mayst wade All know the Pomp with which God made His entrance to the Holy place Singers and Players Virgins too With Timbrels the procession grace Who as they went along all join'd Their Voices and this Song they sung In your assemblies bless the Lord All ye that are from Jacob sprung The Tribes all with their Princes came Judah and Benjamin lay near But the remote too Zobulun And Nephthali attended there Part IV. This Union which thy God has made O Israol has made thee strong Confirm it Lord and what 's begun So happily continue long Such Blessings on Jerusalem Shall from thy Temple there come down That by rich Presents thither brought Kings shall themselves thy subjects own Check that fierce Prince like a wild beast With rage to War against us bent With Captains furious as Bulls Souldiers as Heifers insolent Prancing
his People to possess The Heathens pleasant Land Faithful and Just are all his Works His Word no less is sure When once his Promise is engag'd Performance is secure Isr'el from slavery redeem'd His Holiness did know Their foes the terrour of his Name Felt in their overthrow To fear the Lord true wisdom is And he that strives to please His Maker understands him best Whose praise shall never cease PSALM CXII As the 100 Psalm BLest is the Man that fears the Lord Whose pleasure 't is to doe his Will His seed shall be renown'd on Earth His happy Race shall flourish still His house with plenty shall be fill'd And as his wealth and stores increase His bounty is enlarg'd no fear Of future want do's make it less When troubles fall unto his share They 'll in his greater comfort end What kindness God on him bestows The same to others he 'll extend He lends assistance to the poor Discreetly orders all his way Nothing shall move this righteous Man Or make his memory decay No news of threatning danger can His confidence in God displace He with undaunted courage looks His foes securely in the face God his diffusive charity With sutable rewards will crown Not onely those above bestow But honour here and great renown Mean while the wicked shall repine With indignation at his bliss And melt away with grief to see This Man obtain what they shall miss PSALM CXII Another Metre O Happy Man that fears the Lord And joys to doe his Will His seed shall be renown'd on Earth His race shall flourish still His house with plenty shall be fill'd And as his stores increase His bounty is enlarg'd no fear Of want do's make it less When troubles fall unto his share They 'll in his comfort end What kindness God on him bestows To others he 'll extend He lends assistance to the poor Discreetly guides his way Nothing shall move this Man or make His memory decay His trust in God no threatning news Of danger can displace He with undaunted courage looks His En'mies in the face God his diffusive charity With great rewards will crown Both those above bestow and here Honour and great renown Mean while the wicked shall repine With envy at his bliss Consume with grief to see this Man Obtain what they shall miss PSALM CXIII YE servants of th' eternal King To God your chearful praises sing Whose Name be blest for evermore His goodness over all is great Where e'er the Sun do's rise or set Since all are blest let all adore O'er all the Earth the Lord do's reign And Heav'n's too narrow to contain His Glories that are infinite Let not poor borrowed greatness dare With his Perfections to compare Who dwells in uncreated Light He condescends so far to know Th' affairs of mortals here below As well as those in Heav'n above To shew how he o'er all things sways He from the dust the poor do's raise And from his vile estate remove From thence advances him on high To unexpected dignity And sets him a royal Throne When age and nature doth despair He makes the barren womb to bear O therefore praise this God alone PSALM CXIV As the 113 Psalm WHen the great God had Isr'el's seed From Egypt and oppression freed He then declar'd himself their King Whose bright appearance as they pass'd The Sea beheld and fled in haste Jordan retir'd unto its spring Sinai when God came down did shake Th' adjoyning mountains all did quake And like affrighted Rams did skip The little hills could not forbear By trembling too to shew their fear Like Lambs that round their Mothers trip What ail'd the Sea thus to shrink back Or Jordan its old banks forsake So cross to Nature's fixed Laws Why should great Mountains skip like Rams And little hills like frighted Lambs Why seems it strange when God's the cause Not Hills alone when he is near But the whole Earth may quake for fear As into strange Convulsions thrown For Rocks into a wat'ry Lake And Flints into a Fountain brake When God would make his Power known PSALM CXV As the 100 Psalm NOT unto us Lord not to us But to thy Name the praise we owe To thy free goodness and thy truth The springs whence all our blessings flow Why should the Heathen ask in scorn Where is the God whom ye adore In Heav'n he reigns but do's on Earth What e'er his Will ordain'd before Silver and Gold their Idols are And all their worth derive from thence With no Divinity inspir'd Since they are void of life and sense For tho' the Maker forms an Eye A Mouth or any other Part He cannot give them sight or breath Nor lively motion by his art Fond Men to think your hands can make A God to which our knees should bow You trust what cannot help it self Statues have sense as much as you O Isr'el in the living God Repose your trust and confidence He 'll help you to subdue your foes In dangers he 'll be your defence Let A'ron's house on God rely To you he 'll be an help and shield Trust in him ye that fear the Lord Whose care and aid will safety yield He who in ages past was kind In after times will be no less He th' house of Israel will save The Priests of A'ron's house will bless He 'll bless all pious worshippers Of low as well as high degree And largely heap his benefits On you and your posterity O happy state thus to be blest By him that made both Earth and Heav'n His throne in Heav'n is plac'd the Earth In kindness he to Man has giv'n The silent Grave cannot declare Thy wonders nor proclaim thy praise We 'll now begin that blessed work Which shall continue all our days PSALM CXV Another Metre LORD not to us but to thy Name We give the praise we owe To thy free goodness and thy truth Whence all our blessings flow Why should the Heathen ask us Where 's That God whom you adore In Heav'n he reigns but do's on Earth What he ordain'd before Silver and gold their Idols are Their worth derive from thence With no Divinity inspir'd Since void of life or sense For tho' the Maker forms an Eye A Mouth or other Part He cannot give them sight or breath Motion or Life by art Fond Men with hands to make a God To which our knees should bow You trust what cannot help it self Statues have sense like you O Isr'el in the living God Repose your confidence To quell your foes he 'll be your help In dangers your defence Let A'ron's house on him rely He 'll be your help and shield All that fear God trust him whose care And aid will safety yield He that before was kind will be In after times no less The house of Isr'el he will save The Priests of A'ron's bless He 'll bless all pious Worshippers Of low or high degree And heap his benefits on you
on thee are fix'd My Trust is in thee still Do not abandon me to those That seek my Blood to spill Tho subtil Plots to ruine me Like snares the wicked lay Save me from those that would my Life To cruel hands betray May all their Gins for others laid Themselves alone insnare Whilst I escape the Nets they spread By God's preserving Care PSALM CXLII WITH servent Cries I did implore God's succour and relief In long and sad Complaints to him Unbosom'd all my grief From all the straits I 'm in God knows A way for me t' escape In every Path of mine is laid A secret Snare and Trap. I look on every side and find All hopes of safety gone Whilst all are careless of my Life Or fearfull of their own My Cries to thee O Lord shall tell What trust I have in thee Thou my sure refuge whilst I live My Portion thou shalt be Regard my low Estate and from My Persecutors save Whose hope in God is less than mine But much more Pow'r they have From this sad Prison set me free That I may praise thy Name Then all good Men shall joyn with me God's kindness to proclaim PSALM CXLIII REgard the fervent Pray'rs I make The Hopes I have in thee And Lord according to thy Truth And Goodness answer me Let not my failing be before Thy strict Tribunal try'd For Lord if thou should'st be severe None could be justify'd See how my Life 's pursu'd for me No safety can be found Forced to lie in Caves like one That 's buried under ground Grief has so overwhelm'd my Soul That stupid I am grown With horrour and amazement seiz'd My strength is overthrown This onely serves to raise me up As I am sinking lower To call to mind thy former works And lean upon pow'r I 'll ne'er cease asking till my soul Shall thy refreshments gain Thy mercy which I gasp for more Than thirsty ground for Rain Part II. My spirits sink while thou delay'st th' assistance I would have If God still frown on my requests 'T will sink me to the Grave The Night is witness of my Tears O let the joyfull Morning tell Thy Kindness towards me Lord be my Guide that I may find Be thou my refuge from their pow'r Who seek my overthrow Teach me my God to do thy will And let thy Spirit of Love Conduct me in the paths that lead To Happiness above Revive my fainting Soul thy Name And Honour to advance Thy Faithfulness will brightly shine In my deliverance That my vexation from my Foes May have a gracious End Destroy the Authors of my woes For I on thee depend PSALM CXLIV As the 100 Psalm BLest be the Lord die God of Might Who gives me strength and skill to fight He is my Goodness Tow'r and Fort Delive'rer shield and safe resort My trust 's in him 't was he compell'd Those to be subject who rebell'd I am amaz'd the great God can Honour so much a poor weak Man Vain Man whose Glories quickly fade Whose Life do's vanish like a shade Our Foes will soon their weakness own When th' Heav'ns make way and God comes down Their ruine's sure that God provoke Whose touch makes proudest Mountains His pointed Lightnings will create smoke Such fears their force will dissipate Lord rid me by thy Heav'nly aid From foreign Pow'rs that me invade Like swelling Waves their Numbers stand Threat'ning to overflow the Land Whose Words and Oaths will bear no Weight But break all Faith their Right-hands plight I 'm sav'd and on my Psaltery Will sing new Songs of Praise to thee Part II. In God alone the Victories Of Kings and all their safety lies I 'm ever bound to praise the Lord Who sav'd me from the hurtfull Sword Still save and rid me by thine aid From foreign Pow'rs that me invade Whose Words and Oaths are vain and light Who break all Faith their Right-hands plight May all things flourish with our peace Our Sons like Plants in their increase Our Daughters fair and proper grow As polish'd pillars beaut'eous show Our Garners full produce all store Our num'erous Flocks increase to more Our Oxen strong for Labour be Our Land from all invasions free No Cries of mournfull Exiles meet Nor no Complaints in any Street Blest People whom such Favours crown Thrice blest whom God for His do sown PSALM CXLV As the 100 Psalm I Will extoll thy sacred Name Thou King of Saints and God of Love I 'll bless thee daily now 't will be My work eternally above Our Praises should be high like thee Whose Greatness all our thoughts exceeds And what one Age do's not confine The next shall tell thy mighty Deeds I 'll shew the Glories of thy State And thy amazing Works proclaim All men that hear my Songs of Praise Shall gladly join to do the same And like the unexhausted Springs Of mercy so their Joys shall flow Their Tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thine abundant Goodness show Thou Lord art full of Grace and Love To Anger flow but glad to spare To all thy Creatures thou art kind O'er all thy tender Mercies are Thou Lord from all these Works of thinâ— Some thankfull Tribute do'st receive But where their Powers fail thy Praise Among thy Saints shall ever live These happy Subjects to declare Thy Kingdom 's Glory never cease That men the Triumphs of thy Grace May know and all thy pow'r confess Part II. Thy Kingdom Lord shall ever stand Tho' often undermin'd in vain Oppressed Goodness is sustain'd By thee when falling rais'd again All Creatures do expect from thee Supplies of seasonable Food Thy open-handed Bounty fills Their longings with desired Good God's Goodness and Fidelity In all his ways and works appear He gives kind Answers to their Pray'rs That call on him and are sincere There 's none that fear him need complain That they in vain have fought his aid He hears their Cries when in distress And saves them when they are afraid God's preservation shall reward The good Man's duty and his love But the bold Crimes of wicked Men Shall at the length their ruine prove Mean while thy Tongue shall be imploy'd Thy cheerfull Praises to proclaim Let all the World adore thy Pow'r And ever bless thy Holy Name PSALM CXLV Another Metre THY Sacred Name I will advance My King and God of Love I 'll bless thee now 't will be my work Eternally above Our Praises should be high like thee whose Greatness all exceeds One Age t' another shall declare And praise thy mighty Deeds I 'll shew the Glories of thy State Thy wond'rous Works proclaim All men that hear my Songs of Praise Shall joyn to do the same And as thy Mercy ever springs So shall their comforts flow Their tongues thy Faithfulness shall sing And thy great Goodness show Thou Lord art slow to wrath but full Of Love and glad to spare To all thy Creatures kind o'er all Thy tender Mercies are Some
thankfull Tribute Lord from all Thy works thou do'st receive But where they fail thy Praise among The Saints shall ever live Thy Kingdoms Glory to declare These Subjects never cease That Men thy wond'rous Grace may know And all thy Pow'r confess Part II. Thy Kingdom Lord shall ever stand Tho' undermin'd in vain Goodness is stay'd by thee when weak When falling rais'd again All Creatures do expect from thee Supplies of daily Food Thy open-handed Bounty fills All their desires with good God's Goodness and Fidelity In all his ways appear He gives kind Answers unto such As pray and are sincere There 's none that fear him need complain They 've sought in vain his Aid He hears their Cries when in distress And saves them when afraid God's care and Preservation Rewards the good Man's love But the bold Crimes of wicked Men At length their ruine prove Mean while my Tongue shall be imploy'd Thy Praises to proclaim Let all the World adore thy Pow'r And ever bless thy Name PSALM CXLVI MY Soul to praise the highest Lord Thy best affections raise For whilst I live my God shall be The Subject of my Praise Vain are our hopes from mighty Kings Whose Glories at their Death Sink to the Grave and all their thoughts Do vanish with their Breath Happy is he who in that God That made the World do's trust Which World may sooner fail than he Cease to be good and just He rights the injur'd and defends The good Man's cause oppress'd He feeds the hungry and by him The Pris'ners are releas'd He cures the Blind and sorrow from Dejected Souls removes And by his special Care protects The righteous whom he loves Strangers and Widows he preserves He do's the Orphans own As for the wicked's prosp'rous State He turns it upside down This mighty King shall ever reign As he do's ever live Let all the World he rules to him Eternal Praises give PSALM CXLVII As the 100 Psalm O Blest Employment of out Lives To praise the God whom we adore How gratefull to our selves and him Nothing becomes a good Man more The Lord of Old the broken State Of Captive Isr'ael did repair The sorrowfull and broken hearts He binds and heals with tender care He numbers all the Stars and knows What vertue comes to us from thence For 't is from him they borrow all Their lustre and their influence Unsearchable his Wisdom is His Pow'r so great it knows no bound He raises up the meek and throws The stubborn Sinners to the ground To God your cheerfull Praises sing Whose Bounty all things do's maintain Who covers Heav'n with watry Clouds And for the Earth prepares the Rain He makes the tender Grass to grow On Mountains which are parch'd and dry Wild Beasts are fed without our Care And the young Ravens when they cry He in the Nimbleness and Strength Of Horse or Man takes no delight It 's onely Fear and stedfast Faith In God his Favour do's invite Part II. O blest Jerusalem sing praise Unto thy God and ye that dwell On Sion's Mount in joyfull Hymns To all his Truth and Goodness tell It 's he thy City made so strong Th' Assaults of Foes it now defies His Blessing thine Inhabitants To a vast Number multiplies Thy Borders from Incursions free Are setled all in quiet peace And thy fair Fields the choicest Wheat Yields to an envied increase All Creatures hast t' obey his word Like softest Wool he sends the Snows His Chrystal Ice-like Morsels casts And the Hoar-frosts like Ashes strows None can endure his piercing cold But at his word warm Winds do blow Then Rocks of Ice are soon dissolv'd And the congealed Waters flow All see these Works to Israel He greater Favour 's do's afford The clearer knowledge of his Will And Laws they have Praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXLVII Another Metre HOW well are we employ'd to praise The Lord whom we adore How gratefull to our selves and him Nothing becomes us more The Lord of Old the broken State Of Isr'ael did repair The sorrowfull and broken hearts He heals with greatest Care He numbers all the Stars and knows What vertue comes from thence For 't is from him they borrow all Their light and influence Unsearchable his Wisdom is His Pow'r admits no bound He raises up the meek and throws Proud Sinners to the ground To God your cheerfull Praises sing That all things do's maintain Who covers Heav'n with Clouds and for The Earth prepares the Rain He makes the tender Grass to grow On Mountains parch'd and dry Wild Beasts need not our care he feeds Young Ravens when they cry No Horses strength or nimble Legs Of Man are his delight It 's onely Fear and trust in God His Favour do's invite Part II. O blest Jerusalem sing praise To God and ye that dwell On Sion's Mount in Hymns to all His Truth and Goodness tell So strong thy City 's made th' Assaults Of Foes it now defies And vastly thine Inhabitants His Blessing multiplies Thy Borders from Incursions free Are setled all in peace Thy Fields the choicest Wheat produce T' an envied increase All Creatures hast t' obey his Word Like Wool he sends the Snows His Chrystal Ice like Morsels casts Hoar-frosts like Ashes strows None can abide his piercing Cold He bids warm Winds to blow Then Rocks of Ice dissolve and soon Congealed Rivers flow All see these Works to Israel More Grace he did afford The clearer knowledge of his Will And Laws Praise ye the Lord. PSALM CXLVIII TO laud the Heav'nly King Let all their Voices raise Ye Angels first begin The Great Creator's Praise Let Sun and Moon And every Star His Glory show That 's brighter far Ye Regions of the Air And watry Clouds that move Within the liquid Sky Praise ye the Lord above Whose pow'rfull Word Made you to be And fixt your bounds By his Decree All that the Earth do's bear Whales in the Depths conceal'd Lightnings and Hail and Snow Vapours to Ice congeal'd The stormy Winds Rais'd at his Will Which at his Word Are calm'd and still Praise him ye Mountains high And Hills that lower are Cedars with lofty Heads And Trees that fruits do bear Beasts that in Fields Or Pastures lie Both creeping things And Fowls that fly Ye Kings that Sceptres sway People of meaner Birth Princes that rule the world And Judges of the Earth Let every Sex And every Age To praise the Name Of God engage His Glories alt that shines In Heay'n and Earth excell He special Mercy show'd T' his People Israel A People dear And highly rais'd His Holy Name Be ever prais'd PSALM CXLIX As the 100 Psalm PRaise God and let your Songs be new As he fresh favours daily grants Publish your Joys by Hymns of Praise Among th'Assemblies of his Saints Let Isr'ael whom he made rejoyce Since his peculiar People made Let Sion's Children whom he rules As their great King be much more glad Dances are proper to express The inward