God but smile Or He these doubts will reconcile Or make me scorn what Flesh can do the while V. Me and my words to wrest they never cease And make them most offend when meant to please Their thoughts for evil areagainst me set And when they are in Counsel met Contrive how by my fall they may be great VI. Shall they escape unpunish't in their wayes And in Prosperity spend all their dayes Lord in Thine Anger let them be o'rethrown Thou need'st but only on them frown Lower than me that look will cast them down VII Thou all my wand'rings every pace do'st know And not'st how many steps I from Thee go See'st my tears too what they were shed about And in thy bottle they are put Whence with a Sponge what 's in Thy Book blot out VIII When to my God in my distress I cry My very Prayers make all mine Enemies fly My sighs shall backwards turn them in the Rear They shall a greater Enemy fear And in that still voice know that God draws near IX On Gods Almighty Word I will depend On God I 'le trust who certain help will send There I will rest and if my God but smile Either these doubts he 'l reconcile Or make me scorn what Flesh can do the while X. Thy Vows are on me and I 'le give Thee praise The Field is Thine and Thine shall be the Bayes Thou hast preserv'd my Soul wilt Thou not bless My sliding feet with steadiness The greater's done and wilt not do the less Psalm LVII Miserere mei Deus miserere c. I. OThou on whom my Soul for help relyes Let my distress find pitty in Thine eyes Thou art my Trust on Thee I stay Under Thy Wings let me conceal'd abide And till these storms are past me hide Under their shade else on them let me fly away II. To my great Saviour who above do's reign Whose Mighty Power do's me and All sustain To Him I 'le cry who down shall send From Heav'n and save me by His own right hand From those who Him and me withstand His Truth shall slay them and His Mercy me defend III. Among fierce Lions Lord hid in their den With beasts more fierce than Lions Cruel Men Whose teeth be arrows and sharp Spears Their tongue a two edg'd Sword their eyes all fire As if in this they did conspire By several Torments to create me several fears IV. With these I live among these men I lye And hardly for my thoughts gain liberty Above the Clouds exalted be Lord set Thy glory far above the Skies And though so high I cannot rise From Heav'n do Thou descend when I look up to Thee V. I could not scape they had so girt me round My very Soul lay prostrate on the ground But as I look'd I saw them fall And though for me they had prepar'd the net That I might stumble digg'd the pit Into that pit they fell themselves their snare and all VI. I am resolv'd nor will I any more Distrust my God as I have done before No I will praise Him and my heart Which ha's so oft betray'd me into fear Its burden in the Song shall bear And when my Harp begins shall take the highest part VII Awake my Harp 't is time for thee to wake Prevent the day and thy great subject take Put all thy strâ—ngs on shew thy skill God and my Soul are ready be not slow For if we should before thee go Thy strings would never half way reach up Heav'ns High Hill VIII We Come O God and with us up will raise High as Thy Love and Truth to Heaven Thy Praise The World shall hear what Thou hast done How signally Thou hast appear'd for me By Thy great Power hast set me free And for His Works praise Him whose Name they have not known IX Then to the Clouds we will together fly And take new Wing to mount to the Most High Above the Clouds exalted be Lord set Thy glory far above the Skies And if so high We cannot rise Descend Thy self and bear us up along with Thee Psalm LVIII Si vere utique justitiam c. I. ARE you as by your place you ought to be True Judges of the Poor mans wrong Or rather do you not his suit prolong And then bind o're when you should set him free You would be thought both good and just And if not so at least Just though severe But when you personate it most Your mouth condemns that which your heart would spare For when bribes hold the Scale the lightest cause most weight do's bear II. The Wicked from the womb are gone astray Their wand'rings with their life begun And will no sooner than their life be done Nor seek they what they know not the right way Under their tongues conceal'd and close A deadlier poyson than the Serpents lyes Adders less cautiously expose Their ears to Charms than they to hear the Wise As deaf to Counsel as they greedy are of flatteries III. Break out the Lions teeth nor let them more The Innocent so proudly tear Let the young Lions Lord themselves in fear Not o're their prey but torn with famine roar And as the Sand though kind Heav'n poures The like streams there as on the fruitful Plain To Heav'n returns no thanks in flowers But only as it falls drinks up the rain Like rain by Sand drunk up let them be never rais'd again IV. When against me they throw their poyson'd darts And in their rage their bows do bend Or let them be too weak the shafts to send Or turn the Pykes into the Shooters hearts And as a Snail which leaves behind A silver film along the way she pass'd But if you follow it you find Both that and her in slime conclude at last So let them perish and from filthy slime to Nothing wast V. Like an Abortive which ne're saw the Sun But dy'd e're it had any birth Born only that it might be thrown to th' Earth Let their Race end e're it be well begun E're briars with the thorn can close And in their clasping Arms each other take Which grew acquainted as they rose And only forc't by fire their holds forsake Let their ends be as suddain as those their embraces make VI. The Just shall see 't and at the sight rejoyce And in their blood his Garments wash Without fear shall this Red Sea view and pass And with such Acclamations raise his voice Lo for the Just what Crown remains And what Reward God do's for Him provide There is a King who o're all reigns And He with Justice shall each cause decide By whose most Equal Laws judges themselves and Thrones are try'd Psalm LIX Eripe me de inimicis meis Deus c. I. PReserve me Lord and by Thy hand o'rethrown Let them who seek my ruine find their own From envious Men my honour save And to the cruel make me not a prey
praise And in my Song recount of all Thy Wayes More tunefull Measures will invent new strings put on And raise my Harp with the great Subject to Thy Throne For God Salvation gives to Kings And David out of all His troubles brings From strangers who that love pretend Which He dares never trust their mouths so proudly speak Whose right hands faith they plighted break And swords which they have drawn into their hearts shall send V. He makes Our sons like Fruitful plants to grow And their increase to Him alone we owe Our daughters to be Corner stones polisht and fair Which different Houses joyn and their supporters are From Him alone comes all Our store And that Our presses with new Wine run o're That Our full Barnes no want have known Our stacks no emptiness but with those sheaves are crown'd With which He first did load the ground And now them so that with the mighty weight they groan VI. He to ten thousands multiplies Our sheep More than our folds can pin or pastures keep Our Oxen fat and strong not it as labour know But freely yield their necks to th' Service of the Plow Down at Our Gates no Enemie sits There 's no Al'arm or mourning in our streets Thrice happy lands which thus can say And undisturb'd can thus enjoy the fruits of Peace If there be any lands like these Yet those whose God 's the Lord are happier far than They. Psalm CXLV Exaltabo te Deus meus Rex c. MY God My King I will sing praise to Thee Till like Thy Name my songs Eternal be Every day Lord will I sing praise to Thee Till like Thy Name my songs Eternall be Great is the Lord and worthy of all Praise And as Himself Unsearchable His Wayes One age to count His Works will ne're suffice Their number to so great a sum do's rise The next shall take it and the next from them And in their songs improve the lofty Theam Sing of the Honour of His Majesty How farr He is exalted and How high Speak of His Reverend Acts His greatness show Above how full of Love of dread below Of all His Goodness and what He has done Both for His Peoples Glory and His Own The Lord is gracious do's with Love o'reflow Plenteous in Mercy and to anger slow Kind as a Father o're whose Works there shine Glories of Mercy mixt with rayes Divine All Thy Workes praise Thee and Thy power proclame Thy Kingdoms beauties and Thy Holy Name Thy Saints shall bless Thee and Thy Acts make known And to Posterity continue down How to Eternity Thy Rule extends And that Thy Empire Lord knowes neither bounds nor ends The Lord upholds all those who fall do's raise The Poor on high that they may see His Wayes On Him the eyes of all His Creatures wait To Him they look and He provides them meat Opens His Hand do's their desires fulfill And as He answers theirs performes His Will So Just is He so Righteous in His wayes That were We silent stones would speak His Praise And to ' His afflicted Peoples Prayers so near That their requests e're finisht granted are And when to Him for help they send their cryes His Truth prevents them oftner than denies For the desires of such who Him do fear Shall be fulfil'd and He their groans will hear Will crown their Love and with His Own right hand Destroy their Foes and on their ruins make them stand Let the whole World O God sing praise to Thee And like Mine may their songs Eternall be Psalm CXLVI Lauda anima mea Dominum c. I. ARise my Soul and Thy great subject take The Worlds Creators praises sing That Ground Thy Numbers will more flowing make And fill with spirit the heaviest string He is my song and He my Verse shall raise And only with my life shall end my Praise II. Trust not in Princes for their strength is vain In Kings place not your confidence The greatest King cannot himself maintain But lives himself at Gods expence Is Earth and when He but His breath recalls Into that Earth whence he was taken falls III. Death layes him level with his vilest Slave No more his Acts remembred are Though his Atchievements follow to the Grave And deck his Herse they leave him there With his last breath to air his Counsels go And his high thoughts ly with his Carkass low IV. But happy he who has his trust in store And do's on Jacobs God depend He need no forreign succour to implore But up to Heav'n his wishes send And of his certain aids he ne're shall miss For the true God his mighty keeper is V. He Heav'n and all the glories of it made Those beauteous fires we see above Where greatness makes His Enemies afraid But in His Saints enflames their love Who on the floods commands the Earth to stand And holds them in the hollow of His hand VI. To Him for Justice the Oppres'd do cry Who all their groans and plaints do's hear And to His great Tribunall when they fly He on their Judges turnes their feares With His good things the hungry Soul do's fill And makes deaf chaines hear and obey His Will VII He made the eye and gave it all its light Lifts from the dust the poor mans head Renews each morning both their life and sight Whom sleep had numbred with the dead His Common Providence is over all But His Choice blessings on the Righteous fall VIII The unreguarded stranger is his care And He for th' Orphan do's provide Himself comes down and heares the Widows prayer When her deaf Friends are turn'd aside Th' inexorable Wicked man o'rethrowes And makes him feel the weight of his own blowes IX Such is Thy King O Sion whose Command Being and life gives every thing Exempt from his Dominion is no land Thy God O Sion is Thy King His Powerfull influence do's around extend And as His Rule Thy Praise should know no end Hallelujah Psalm CXLVII Laudate Dominum quoniam c. I. YOU who th' Almighty God adore To His great Name sing praise His Power you cannot honour more Nor more advance your laies This is the Service which to Him you owe And this of all he best accepts below II. Jerusalem the Great the Fair 'T is God who made Her so Her People though they scattred are He like Her stones do's know And both will gather both in ' His hand will take His City One th' Other His Temple make III. The troubled heart with care deprest He up on high do's raise Refreshes weary Souls with rest And sinners shews His Wayes And like a Friend who all their miseries feels Binds up the broken and the wounded heales IV. Those rich Enamels of the sky The Stars which shine above Have several Names He knowes them by And at His Will they move To Him they look and looking only thence Have all their luster Formes and Influence V. Great is
he bear Thy light If his own dazles Thyne will strike him blind III. Thou shalt destroy him and his lying tongue Shall to himself alone do all the wrong That blood of other men which he has shed Shall justly fall on his own head Whilst to Thy Temple I will come with praise And make Thy love the subject bee Whence I 'll take wing to mount to Thee And in my flight tow'rds Heav'n Thy glory raise IV. O bring me thither and make strait my way And let me see the snares my Enemies lay Be Thou my guide that I the path may know And lead me where I ought to go I dare not trust them though they seem to bless For even their flatteries poyson have Their tongue is death their throat the grave Wicked their hands their heart is wickedness V. Destroy them Lord but not by Thy right hand That signal justice from their own command By their own secret counsels let them fall And send those plagues for which they call In their transgressions let them be o'rethrown Burst with that pride with which they sweld For against Thee they have rebell'd And let the Curse they suffer be their own VI. But let all those who trust in Thee rejoyce And where their hearts are lift on high their voice Let them be fearless who adore Thy Name Preserv'd by their own heavenly flame For Thou all times the Righteous wilt defend Thy mighty Power shall be his shield Never o'recome hene're shall yield But certain Conquest shall his arms attend Psalm VI. Domine ne in furore tuo c. I. LOrd in Thy wrath rebuke me not Nor in thy fury chasten me For such weak things that furnace is too hot And by my clay no more endur'd can be Than my injustice and repeated wrongs by Thee II. Uphold me Lord for I am weak Whil'st Thou Thy hand dost on me lay My bones are shaken and my heart will break Heal me with Speed and take Thy hand away Or let me know how long and I 'll with patience stay III. Return and for Thy Mercy sake My Soul from this affliction save O now some pitty on thy servant take For Thou in death canst not Thy praises have But they and I shall be forgotten in the grave IV. I weary out the day with sighes And when that 's done the night with tears So vast a deep comes rolling from my eyes That down its tyde my bed it almost bears Yet though it wash my couch it cannot drown my fears V. My eyes are hollow and decayd And from their windows hardly see Quite buried in the graves my tears have made They only shew where they were wont to be So that what age to others grief has done to me VI. But hold why do I thus complain Like one whom God do's never hear For God has heard me and I 'll pray again Avoid Profane avoid least while yo' are near That wickedness which hardens yours should stop His ear VII The Lord has heard me and my tears Have found acceptance in His eyes My sighes already have blown o're my fears And scatter'd with their breath my Enemies So let them fly with shame all who against me rise Psalm VII Domine Deus meus noster c. I. ALmighty God to Thee for help I cry And on Thy Power alone rely Thou hast preserv'd me and once more Thy ancient favours I implore The same which Thou hast granted heretofore Thy hand has rais'd me when brought low In my distress Thou didst Thy mercy show May that strong hand which rais'd me then defend me now Lord from my Enemy deliver me And let my flight from him be but to Thee II. Shouldst Thou withdraw or not let me come near My Soul he would in pieces tear Just like a Lyon having found His helpless prey who looks around And only with his eyes gives the first wound But when he sees the guards are gone And shepheards scattred he falls boldly on And with his paws do's finish what his eyes begun Such would O Lord my certain ruine be Didst not Thou interpose to rescue me III. Yet Lord if I have done this wicked thing For which they charge me to the King Or if for some unworthy end I did but in my thoughts intend Wretch as I was a mischief to my friend Yea if I have not spar'd my foe Who without any cause of mine was so And when thy hand had given him to me let him go Then let my Enemy take my life away And spurn that honour I so low did lay IV. Lord in Thine anger to my cause arise Against my vengefull Enemies Awake and up in Judgement stand The same which Thou dost me command And take both Scales and Sword into Thy hand Then let the Congregation see That they themselves are blind who fancy Thee Filleted as they feign and make their Justice bee Return Thou therefore for their sakes on high That they may know ther 's in Thy hand an eye V. For Thou indeed art Judge and Lord begin With me when Thou hast purg'd my sin Remember my Integrity And after that Thy servant try Who to Thy Bar do's for just judgement fly That wickedness may have an end When thus to every cause Thou shalt attend And let Thy equall sentence upon all descend I 'm sure to be absolv'd at this debate For He that 's Judge shall be my Advocate VI. God shall the Righteous clear and but delay The Wickeds sentence for a day For every day with him He 's griev'd He is not pardon'd but repriev'd Not into favour but on proof receiv'd And if he turns not to the Lord Out from His mouth shall come the dreadful Word His bow 's already bent and He will whet His sword The instruments of death all furbisht are And for the blow th' Almighty arm 's made bare VII But unconcern'd he travayles with his sin And falshood to the birth do's bring Leaves not till having digg'd a pit He falls himself the first in it A just reward and for the maker fit On his own head his sin returns He feels the weight of his own heavy scorns And in a quenchless fire which he first kindled burns So righteous art Thou Lord so just Thy wayes Thy Name to heav'n do's reach so shall my Praise Psalm VIII Domine dominus noster c. I. SOle Monarch of the World Prince of all Powers Fountain of Beings glorious King Who can enough Thy praises sing Who art the Worlds great Lord as well as Ours Fondly by Verse we strive Thy Name to raise When it already is above our highest praise II. Thou and Thy Name alike are excellent And though we something see below The greatest part we cannot know Glorys which are above the Firmament Heav'ns of heav'ns a mean extent would be And low as hell were they in height compar'd to Thee III. Great as Thou art yet sometimes Thou dost love Some glory
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
our God of great renown Whose Wisdome's infinite To th' Earth He casts the Wicked down And raises the upright Sing Praises to His Name with thanks rejoice And make the Consort perfect with your Voice VI. The Heav'ns with clouds He covers o're And all their beauty hides Yet thence the Earth has its best store Rain which He there provides Whence Plenty comes but less from what is sown Than from the Faithful seasons He pours down VII Mountains those Pillars of the Air On which Heav'ns Fabrique lies Whose verdant Chapiters are fair And in mixt Orders rise With Frutages He covers and with showers Allaies their heat and crowns them all with flowers VIII To Him all Creatures look and live All at His Table eat He to bruit-beasts their food do's give And to young Ravens meat An horse to Him and all his strength is vain And in his sight as poor as this is Man IX In neither can He Pleasure take But do's in th' Just delight And they who Him their refuge make Shall flourish in His sight Then to Thy God Jerusalem sing praise Sion exalt Him who Thee first did raise X. 'T is He who do's Thy Walls defend And all Thy Gates make strong Who do's Thy Colonies extend And keeps Thee alwaies young Who with a numerous offspring do's Thee bless And gives Thy Land the Happy fruits of Peace XI And this because it is His Will Whose Pleasure all obey Both Heav'n and Earth His Word fulfill And at it haste away On the cold Rocks He His Frost-Mantle throwes And cloaths the naked Hills with woolly snows XII When on the streams He layes His Chain And Captive Floods do's bind What Power can set them free again Till He send out His Wind But when on them He causes it to blow The melted glass in streams begins to flow XIII These Works of His by all are seen But Jacob has His Word No Land beside so blest has been Or favour'd by the Lord For He to Israel has His Judgements shown When His displeasure all Lands else have known Hallelujah Psalm CXLVIII Laudate Dominum de Coelis I. YOu blessed Souls who stand before Th' Eternal King and so long see His glory that you changed bee Into that glory you adore Praise your great Founder and above Admire His Power and bless His Love II. You who when Lucifer did fall Kept your first standing and remain Commanders of that mighty Train Of which the Lord is Generall Angels extoll th' Almighty King And Songs of Triumph to Him sing III. Praise Him from whom Thy light do's flow Thou whom as God the World adore Renounce that honour and no more Usurp a service Thou dost ow Praise Him O Sun when Thou 'rt most bright Whose beams to darkness turn Thy light IV. Thou too who with a borrow'd ray When all the Lamps of Heav'n hang out In the Nights silence walk'st about And with Thy torch restor'st the day Fair Moon and Starrs exalt Gods Name And in your dance His Power proclaim V. Ye Heavens whom none can comprehend Infinite Waters where the sky As if beyond it self 't would fly Exceeds all thought yet findes no end Praise Him who farther do's out go Your height than you what ere 's below VI. He spake the Word and you were made His first Decree has bound you fast Appointed you how long to last Th' Almighty Word your wandrings stay'd Praise Him whose Word so much can do And as it made destroy you too VII Let from the Earth His Praises rise All Creatures whom He plac't below Let them their gratefull praises show And in that service reach the skies Dragons and Whales i' th' consort move A tunefull Bass to th' Quire above VIII Sea praise Him when Thy billows roar And mustring up the force of th' Main The once drown'd World assault again And seek i' th' Heav'ns alone a shoar Praise Him who when He moves His hand Both stills and chains Thy waves with sand IX All Meteors praise the Name of God Vapors and Winds that nothing spare But of His Wrath the Armies are Lightning's His Scepter and His Rod Ice praise Him who makes Thee a rein To curb swift streams and back the Main X. Mountains at His great Name rise up Who so ordain'd by His command All in your ranks and orders stand Like Piles Heav'ns Arch to underprop Praise Him who your rais'd heads did crown And low as Hell not throw you down XI Cedars who one loft higher go And Natures Vanes to Mountains are Knowing no other motion there Than what the amorous Zephyrs blow Plants and Fruit-trees the pride o' th' Field In generous stores your praises yield XII Beast and all Cattell creeping things Insects unminded the great care Of Him by whom you formed were And Birds who with your downy wings Cut the soft air your Presents bring And in wild notes His Praises sing XIII Kings to whom God His Name do's give And as Vice-gods has set on high True Portraicts of the Deity Praise Him in whom your selves do live And who though Homage is your due First made the Right then gave it you XIV Praise Him all People every state And Sex and Age Virgins and Youth With all the beauteous trains of both Or long since born or born of late Praise Him old Men and since agen Age speaks you Children shew y' are Men. XV. Let the whole World His Praise restore And lift above the Firmament That Name He counts so excellent And what none fully know adore For from the Deep it all things fills Up to the Everlasting Hills XVI Israel praise Him Israel for whom He made all these and greater things The Land subdu'd and Potent Kings Bringing them thousand Vict'ries home Such wonders wrought and more than this Whom He redeem'd and so made His. Hallelujah Psalm CXLIX Cantate Domino Canticum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to Great Jehovah sing And in His Temple let His Name resound This small return his Saints may bring For all those favours wherewith they are crown'd Let Israel in His Makers Love rejoyce And Sion crown again Her Sovereign with Her Voyce II. In the High Dance His great Name let them praise And that it may approach His Throne above The service with shrill Trumpets raise And send up Theirs as He showers down His Love They are His Pleasure and His chiefest Prize And though in others mean yet beauteous in His eyes III. Let the Saints praise Him who their Glory is And on their beds when they no Comfort see Then let them sing for they are His And of salvation confident may bee Hee 'll raise them up and by His Powerfull Word Put in their mouths His Praise and in their hands a Sword IV. Thus shall they fight and conquer throw down all Who dare oppose and to resist them stand The Heathen shall before them fall And in that ruin feel His vengefull Hand Their Captive Kings they shall
for Thy self to raise Let'st babes and infants speak thy praise And do below what Angels do above Open'st their mouths when Thou wilt check the pride Of such who open theirs but only to deride IV. When I my serious thoughts do entertain With those great works Thy hand has done The Heav'ns and in those heav'ns the Moon Whom Thou hast made o're all the stars to reign More glorious in Attendants though less bright Than he who rules the day and sends her out at night V. Lord what is Man then to my self I say Or what is Mans Posterity That he thus visited should be Be made to rule when such great things obey Be little lower than Blest Angels made And have at last their glory to his honour laid VI. For King of all Thy works with Thine own hand Thou on his head hast set the Crown Enjoyning all his Power to own And his obey as if 't were Thy command Creatures which at his feet the yoak now bear But would have higher risen if not by Thee plac'd there VII They are his slaves and just obedience show All in their offices attend Their lives all in his service spend And count their honour for his use to grow All that the Sea inhabit or the sky And Earth or for his pleasure live or at it dye VIII Sole Monarch of the World Prince of all Powers Fountain of Beings glorious King Who can enough Thy praises sing Who art the Worlds great Lord as well as Ours Fondly by Verse we strive Thy Name to raise When it already is above our highest Praise Psalm IX Confitebor tibi Domine c. I. LOrd I will praise Thee and Thy Works declare Of all Thy glorious Acts reherse My Song their praises shall not spare But with their numbers I will raise my Verse In Thee I will be glad in Thee rejoyce And where Thou art on high send up my voice II. My Enemies by Thee persu'd gave back In vain they strove to shun Thy sight My En'mies Thou didst overtake And those who scap'd the battle fell in flight Thou heard'st my cause and didst my right maintain Take then the Crown who didst the Vict'ry gain III. God on the Throne did sit a finall doom On the Rebellious World to pass Their troops alone were not o'recome But their vile Names He also out did rase So totally by Him they were o'rethrown That only in such songs they shall be known IV. At length O Enemy thy boasts are done And thy destructions have an end The next that comes will be thy own And at the door swift ruine do's attend As of the towns thou sack'dst there is no sign But ev'n their Names have perisht so shall Thyne V. God who for ever reigns has fixt His Throne And to His bar the Earth will call In righteousness He shall come down And by His equall Justice sentence all Under His wings secure the Just shall lye And He 'll their refuge be who to Him fly VI. Lord they who know Thy Name will trust in Thee For power and strength and safety 's there That quiver cannot empty'd bee And those who bear such arms need never fear For never yet thou any man did'st leave Who was Thy help but willing to receive VII Praise to that God who care of Sion takes And all His wonders tell about For when He Inquisition makes The blood which now is silent will cry out Aloud 't will cry nor will God stop His ear To blood who keeps it open for a tear VIII Arise My King to Thee for help I pray Behold the Mis'ries I endure Thou who from death didst guard my way And mad'st me stand from all his shafts secure That in Thy house I may Thy love record And where He has return'd me praise the Lord IX Down in the pitt which for me they had made I' th' pit the heathen are sunk down Are taken in the toyles they laid Whilest by so just a judgement God is known That when the heathen fall by their own snare Thy Just for whom 't was laid in safety are X. To hell they shall be turn'd and with them all Who God or know not or forget But those who for His succour call Shall have it like their expectation great For though at present God seems not to hear His hands are only held and not His ear XI Appear O lord and let not man prevail But judge the Nations in Thy sight The Nations who dare Heav'n assail And overthrow them with Thy glorious light And when Thou hast subdu'd their forces then Let them know Thou art God themselves but men Psalm X. Ut quid Domine recessisti c. I. MY God why dost Thou thus Thy self withdraw And make as if Thou didst not see Those mis'ries which are better known to Thee Than him who bears their sharpest law Why dost Thou thus Thy face in trouble hide T' were hell should I be ever so deny'd II. Look how the wicked in his pride encreast Destroys the poor who flies to Thee May all the plots he layes discover'd be And on himself their vengeance rest May the destruction which he did intend For Thine in his own ruine only end III. He boasts of that which Thou like Him dost hate His loose and uncontroll'd desires And to no greater happiness aspires Than what flows from a great estate Applauds the Covetous and counts him wise And valiant who for earth can Heav'n despise IV. He has a better God than what rules there And need not any further try Alas he has no wings to mount on high Give him a God that will be near That may be handled like his baggs and told And can give solid comfort like his gold V. No other De'ty with the wretch goes down This takes up all his thoughts and mind No matter what report he leaves behind For what shall be to him 's unknown Above in Heav'n he hears Thy Judgements are And is content they should be alwayes there VI. His Enemies he laughs at thinks their plots More worthy of his scorn than rage Fearless against all storms he do's engage His even-spun thred is without knots Perpetual peace constant Prosperity Has been his lot and shall his portion be VII These are his thoughts and thus unmov'd he stands With fraud and curses in his mouth His feet ne're trod the sacred paths of Truth And like them are his cruell hands But in the lonely fields in wait he lies And stains the groves with humane sacrifice VIII For as a Lion in some shady breach Humbles himself and couches down His prey with greater force to set upon If it shall come within his reach Do's all the postures of submission feign Till to resist he knows their strength is vain IX So do's he couch but having caught the poor With his disguise aside do's lay His feign'd humility and tears his prey Nor whil'st ther 's life thinks it secure And all the while flatters himself
who hast defended me I flie And on Thy power alone for help relie Be not farr off to save since trouble is so nigh VI. Around with Bulls I fiercely was beset Basans wilde Bulls whom none but Thou couldst tame And with their hoofs the ground they beat And open mouth'd upon me bellowing came Like ravening Lions hasting to the prey That roar and call their fellow beasts away Such was their noyse and haste but savager were they VII My blood and spirits like water are pour'd out And all my bones are from their joynts remov'd My heart it self to th' fire is brought And melted down like Silver to be prov'd A Potsheard from the fornace is less dry My shriv'led tongue close to my jaws do's ly And I bear all th' effects of death before I die VIII Dogs hunted me nay worse than dogs those men I came to save in judgment on me sate My Good deeds were forgotten then Nor could my innocence their rage abate But sentence given lots for my Coat they cast And on a rack my naked body plac'd Whose staring bones only by them could be out-fac'd IX On me they star'd and furious through their pride With cruel nails pierc'd through my hands and feet Then open'd with a Spear my side To see my heart where all those wounds did meet But mighty Saviour be not farr away Rise to my help and make no longer stay Least to their bloody Sword my Soul be made a prey X. Thou who hast sav'd me from strong Unicorns Now from the Lions mouth Lord rescue me These hungry Dogs and fierce Bulls horns Nor to their rage let me deliver'd be Then to my Brethren I 'l Thy power declare And Trophies to Thy mighty conquest rear And with the Captive Spoyls Thy Courts shall look more fair XI All you who fear the Lord recount His praise And you blest Jacobs seed His Honour sing Who though most fearfull in His ways And the Worlds Judge is both your God and King Who never has the poor mans suit deny'd Nor from my tears His glorious face did hide But heard and answer'd me as soon as e're I cry'd XII Of Him alone my numerous Song shall bee To whose great hand I all my safety ow And in Thy Church I 'l pay to Thee Whatever there I in my fears did vow Then shall the poor with famine long opprest Eat and be full the weary be at rest And those who fear Thy Name with peace and joy be blest XIII The worlds wide ends when they Thy power shal know Again to their Allegiance shall return Their Kings shall to Thy Footstool bow And now in love for their Rebellions burn Acknowledge Thee the Universal King Who on their Princes do'st confusion bring And make Heav'ns Vault with their loud acclamations ring XIV My seed shall serve Him for they shall be His And tell the wondrous works which He has done How Righteous and how Good He is And to the Age to come His Name make known That those who long hence shall a People bee When they the Records of these times shall see May trust in Him who did all this as well as Wee Psalm XXIII Dominus regit me nihil c. I. THE Mighty God who all things do's sustain That God who nothing made in vain Who nothing that He made did e're disdain The Mighty God my Shepherd is He is my Shepherd I His sheep Both He is mine and I am His About His Flock He alwaies watch do's keep When God provides Poor Man can nothing need And He who hears young Ravens cry His Sheep will feed II. And as His Flock the Faithful Shepherd leads To purling Brooks and flowry Meads And by soft streams in pleasant Pastures feeds So do's the Mighty God with me Conduct's me to the bubling springs Himself is pleas'd my Guide to be And when I stray again me homewards brings Making His love in thousand favours known Not for my goodness sake but only for His own III. Secur'd by Him I will no danger fear Not death it self if it were near And should in its most horrid shape appear Death's gloomy shadow by His Sun Shall chearfull grow as morning light And at the day His eye ha's sprung The grave it self shall with new beams look bright Thy Staff shall bear me up My Way O God Not by my Scepter shall be guarded but Thy Rod. IV. 'T is Thou who all times dost my Table spread Both fill'st my Cup and crown'st my head And by the same hand I am sav'd and fed My Enemies see it and repine And when they look that I should fall Behold me with more glory shine And that Almighty Hosts are at my call Lord since Thy mercies thus to me extend My life thou best know'st when let my Praise never end Psalm XXIV Domini est terra plenitudo c. I. THE Earth and all the Earth contains Infinite Hills innumerable Plains With all their Riches are that Gods who o're them reigns II. The Universe is His and all Those glorious Beings which compleat this Ball The Hand which holds it and them first from nought did call III. God founded it upon the Flood First made the world then saw that it was good And on unstable waves unmov'd it since has stood IV. He all things made but Sion chose Before all places for His own repose Sion His Palace who no other builder knows V. But who shall Sion's Mount ascend Be counted worthy there his life to spend And undisturb'd may at thy Altar Lord attend VI. He whose pure hands no stains defile Whose heart is innocent and free from guile And tongue blasphemes not God nor do's the Truth revile VII This is the Man who shall receive Blessings from Him who do's all blessings give Both seeks His Face and on His Hill shall ever live VIII Lift up your heads O Gates make room Open ye everlasting Doors for home The King of Glory to His Rest through you will come IX Ask you who is this Glorious King The Lord of Hosts is He. His Triumphs sing Who Vict'ry that you gain'd not to your Gates do's bring X. Lift up your heads O Gates make room Open ye everlasting Doors for home The King of Glory to His Rest through you will come XI Ask you who is this Glorious King The Lord of Host is He. His Triumphs sing And whom you cannot shut out open and let in Psalm XXV Ad te Domine levavi c. I. TO Thee O God my troubled soul I raise Who hast been heretofore my Trust And shalt be still for Thou art ever just Let not my Enemies reproach Thy Waies Nor me count that my shame which is my chiefest Praise II. To follow Thee my God let them do so Who sin and no reward can gain But find too late that all their plots are vain When those who wait on Thee still bolder grow And through Thy
I never cause of wrath or malice gave That to entrap me thus they snares should lay And what for them I could have spent my life betray II. Awake my help and to my aid come down To visit and destroy Thou need'st but frown Spare none of them my God that they Like hungry Doggs which have no Carkass found At night may disappointed of their prey With howlings only fill the Streets around And see the blood they hunted for in their own wound III. Look how they belch out poyson mortal Words And how one death attends their tongues and swords Yet who say they What God do's hear Even Thou O Lord who wilt their threats deride And having turn'd upon them their own fear In their destruction for my Life provide Who only on Thy strength and bounty have rely'd IV. They shall prevent my wish and let me see It granted e're my Prayers are made to Thee Yet at one blow destroy them not But let them wander and feel how they dye Least by my self the Mercy be forgot And without Monument to touch mine eye A swift Oblivion follow a swift Victory V. Let their own Lips and pride their ruine be And take them in the toiles they laid for me Upon themselves their Curses turn And in Thy Wrath my God consume them all Under them may they see the Furnace burn Whil'st they in vain for help to Thee will call And from their heights into the flames but lower fall VI. Then shall they know how far Thy Rule extends From Thy Throne Sion to th' Earths utmost ends When they to shun the light and day Like hungry Dogs at midnight only found Beat up and down in vain to seise their prey With howlings filling all the streets around And have no blood but what they draw from their own wound VII I the meanwhile will of Thy Power reherse And call the Morning up to hear my Verse Of Thee I 'le sing who heretofore For my defence appear'dst both great and strong And for my safety hast new aids in store Nor shall Eternity it self seem long When all the while My Strength and Saviour is my Song Psalm LX. Deus repulisti nos c. I. LOrd Thou hast smote us turn'd Thy Face aside And all thy Mercies dost in fury hide Like us Our very Mountains quake Return least We and They together fall For if Thou com'st not to Our Call We shall Our Land that its Foundations will forsake II. Low as the Earth press'd down with miseries As little hope is in our heart as eyes And though O God we still are Thine And only of the Cup Thou giv'st us drink We cannot of Thy Cov'nant think Instead of help astonishment is in the Wine III. Low as we were God did His Power display And in a moment chas'd our fears away Under His Banner Israel went The Lord of Hosts did on their side appear And though their Troops encamp'd in fear The God who led them out deliv'rance to them sent IV. God did it that His Glory might be known And with what ease He could defend His Own He bow'd His Ear and heard my Cry His Promise past and in it I rejoyce Gave me of all the World my Choice And on my Gods Almighty Promise I relye V. Sechem is Mine I will divide its Plain And o're the Vale of Succoth throw my Chain The Tribes of Israel shall obey Those which lye furthest of or nearer stand Shall yield themselves to my Command Shall serve while Judah gives them Laws and holds the sway VI. Moab's my Wash-pot and shall sue to be A Vassall to my basest drudgery Philistia shall my Chariot meet Honour'd enough if she may bear that Yoke Proud Edom ha's so often broke And Edom shall submit her neck and take my feet VII But who to Edom will direct my Course And entrance for me into Bozra force God shall direct me to the Town God who of late ha's seem'd to disappear And when He comes knowing He 's there The Walls to make Him way shall open or fall down VIII Help Us O God for we in vain implore A Forraign Aid which wants our succour more Thou art my help through Thee my head With Laurel shall be crown'd and in my wayes Some Enemies neck the ground shall raise So that my feet shall triumph too and on them tread Psalm LXI Exaudi Deus deprecationem c. I. HEar me my Saviour for to Thee I cry And let Thy answer shew that Thou art nigh Banish'd forlorn and under deep suspense Lord lead me to some higher Rock Where I these straits may overlook And though I come not thither see Thy Temple thence II. Thou hast my refuge been Thy Strength my Tower And in my weakness I have seen Thy Power And shall behold it still and yet abide For all this absence on Thy Hill And there my present Vows fulfill Brought on those wings under whose shadow now I hide III. I 'm confident for Thou hast heard my Vows And my experience speaks but what it knows For to the Throne my way Thou first did'st show To rule or'e them who fear Thy Name And since Thou alwayes art the same Thou who hast made Thy Servant King wil't keep him so IV. His Life Thou wilt prolong to many dayes His Seed in th' Age to come Thy name shall praise Preserve him Lord let Truth and Mercy be The chief Supporters of his Throne By all the Graces waited on That He may pay as well as make His Vows to Thee Psalm LXII Nonne Deo subjecta erit c. I. ON God alone my Soul depends From Him do's my salvation come Himself is the salvation which He sends And for my Conquests His great Arm makes room He is my Rock and sure defence And all that I expect is thence There I unmov'd shall stand when tempests roar And Seas which threaten me are dash't against the shore II. How long then will you plots devise Against a Man who is upright Upon yourselves shall fall your sland'rous lyes And your own arms against you turn the fight By your own mischiefs you shall fall Be like a great but bowing wall Whose own weight when too weak to stand 't is grown Do's but with greater violence help to bear it down III. God ha's advanc'd me to the Throne Above the malice of their eye Thence if they could they strive to pull me down And undermine what out of shot do's lye Deceit and gall is in their hearts And there they dip their poyson'd darts Their hearts they think can by no eye be seen If once the Visor of base Flatt'ry come between IV. But Thou my Soul on God depend From Him must Thy Salvation come Himself is the Salvation which He 'l send And for Thy Conquest His great arms make room He is my Rock and sure defence And all that I expect is thence There I unmov'd shall stand when
Tempests roar And Seas which threaten me are dash'd against the shore V. In God is all my Hope and Stay The Rock of Ages is my Shield By me O World to Him direct Thy way And like Thy Guide seek Him who help can yield He is Our Hope when all means fail And when none else His hands prevail The Poor want help the Rich are but a Lye And to be weigh'd are lighter both than Vanity VI. Then in Oppression never trust Nor Riches though they be increas'd They will deceive you for they are but dust And the worst Arms though fondly judg'd the best 'T was once spoke by th' Almighty's Words I heard it twice All Power 's the Lords Mercy O God do's also spring from Thee And as each Mans Work is so his reward shall be Psalm LXIII Deus Deus meus ad te c. I. EArly my God before 't is Light And all the Stars are up but that which makes the day Whil'st Heav'n alone with flames is bright And all below is hurl'd i' th sable veil of night Which they can neither draw nor take away Early I 'le worship and one glance from Thee E're 't is with others day shall make it noon with me II. And as this dry and thirsty land Where the ground ready to expire for want of rain Gaping and out of breath do's stand And shews its very bowels shriv'led like its sand And having drunk gapes for more drink again The Wilderness and I in this agree For as that thirsts for rain so Lord I thirst for Thee III. I thirst Thy glorious power to see As I have seen it in Thy Temple heretofore When ravish't with Thy love to me To dye I was content could I but so love Thee And so to dye this life would choose no more These thoughts so high my fainting Spirit do raise That through my lips they force their way in songs of praise IV. For this I 'le bless Thee and on high To Thy Great Name send up my praises whil'st I live For since at present I enjoy A mind content it shall prepare for more supply Though Thou at present only that do'st give Even that shall bring my famish't Soul more good Than what my Body ha's from most delicious food V. Marrow and Fatness it shall be And all the solid meats which please and feed the strong For I shall come at last to Thee Who art the Blessed End of all Felicity And the best subject of my humble song And on my bed when I revolve Thy might My Praises shall instead of Watches part the night VI. Exil'd distress'd and wond'rous low Under Thy wings secure I in my trouble lay Since I so well their covert know I 'le follow hard o'retake and never let Thee go Unless on them Thou bear me too away Then shall I be upheld by Thy Right hand And on the empty Air as on a Mountain stand VII Then shall my Enemies fall down By their own swords and hasting to th' untimely grave Reap truly what themselves have sown And their vile Carkasses to Dogs and Foxes thrown Receive no better Burial than they gave Such living Monuments which shall decay And be in other Beasts entomb'd as well as they VIII But I shall in my God rejoyce And as He raigns above be stablish't in my Throne below For I am His and He my Choice And as my heart now praises Him so shall my voice And all who fear Him and the Wonder know In joyous shouts shall their long silence break Whil'st my Foes burst with envy want all power to speak Psalm LXIV Exaudi Deus orationem c. I. LOrd to my voice incline Thine ear And set me free from danger and from fear Hide me from those who wicked plots devise Are my profess'd yet secret Enemies Who whet their tongues instead of Swords And shoot for poyson'd arrows bitter Words II. They bend their bow and out of sight Watch how they unperceiv'd may wound th' Upright At him they fearless shoot and plot the while If this dispatch him not what Engine will Through our disguise what man can see Or how say they can we discover'd be III. No art they leave untry'd but round Seek and ne'r rest till what they sought is found Each ha's his several way their heart 's so deep That each though partners their own counsel keep And dare not one another trust Though all in this agreed against the Just. IV. But God shall strike them with a dart That shall divide between the thoughts and heart Both shall be wounded both together fall And their own tongues shall give like death to all To spare their lives no man shall pray But frighted at their ruine flee away V. By their destruction all shall fear And dread the judgement which they see so near Shall think and speak of what the Lord ha's done And joy in Him whose Pow'r was thus made known The Righteous in Him shall rejoyce And up to Heav'n in praises lift their voice Psalm LXV Te decet hymnus Deus I. PRaises for Thee in Sion Lord attend Sion the fairest Stage in Heav'ns great road Whence thousand Praises daily do ascend And come in troops to Thy Divine Aboad There I my vows will pay And with the Convoy they find there direct their Way II. O Thou who all times do'st th' afflicted hear From the Worlds ends all Flesh shall come to Thee My sins I know may justly stop Thine ear And make a greater breach 'twixt Thee and me But purge them Lord and I Shall never pray in vain and Thou be alwayes nigh III. Thrice happy man on whom Thou wilt bestow That Grace which of a Slave shall make him Thine Thy Friend who in Thy House Thy love shall know And see Thy Glory as it there do's shine When He shall to thee pray Nor Thine own Face nor his Prayers wilt Thou turn away IV. By fearfull things in Truth Lord answer us Who sav'st Thy People and do'st take their part And not theirs only but propitious Th' Earths ends have found Thee their help Thou art The Earths ends to Thee are near And on rough Seas through storms and clouds Thou prayers dost hear V. God by His strength the Mountains ha's set fast Mountains whose heads are rais'd above the Sky His Word not their Foundations makes them last Though they as low as the World's Center lye Their tops no strom can shake Yet at His presence like the little Hills they quake VI. The Sea when up to Heav'n its billows swell As if it scorn'd in its old bounds to stay He with his girdle binds the mighty Well With charge the sandy Jaylor to obey Who when it heaves and roars Its fury checks and makes it keep within its shores VII And as tempestuous Seas His Word obey And at His lowder Call their voice hold still The People a more troub'lous Sea than they In all their tumults hearken to His
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
One Be joyn'd with them who set up mischief by a Law Shall Justice and Oppression share the Throne Or rapine to its party conquer'd virtue draw Against the Just together to conspire And doom the Innocent and guilty to one fire IX But God's my help the Rock whereto I fly My Fortress and high Tower where darts in vain are sent Their feathers cannot bear them up so high But on the Caster they shall turn in punishment And falling thus in wrath be so hurl'd down That wounded every man shall say the Dart's his Own Psalm XCV Venite exultemus Domino c. I. COme let us sing unto the Lord And all His deeds with thankfulness record Unto Our God Come let us sing And to His Courts with shouts Our Presents bring He is Our Rock to Him Our Verse we 'll raise And He who heard Our Prayers shall now attend Our Praise II. Great is Our God and rules o're all Above all gods who at His Footstool fall The Earth is His and all its Deeps His Word the Hills on their Foundation keeps He made the Sea and bounded it with Sand And bid the heavy earth above the waters stand III. Come let us worship and fall down And as we ought Our Great Creator own He is Our God His Flock we are The Sheep of 's hand the People of his Court Look how He calls look how He bends His ear Thus by inclining His to see if Ours will hear IV. To day let 's hear nor be like them Who in the desert did His Power contemn That hardened there did God provoke And though He still kept His their Covenant's broke 'T was then saies God they prov'd and tempted me When all around I had my Wonders made them see V. Forty years long their sins I bore And from destroying them as long forbore Fond People said I thus to stray And when I shew'd it not to know my way Therefore in wrath I did against them swear Since they despis'd my Rest they never should come there Psalm XCVI Cantate Domino Canticum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to the Almighty sing And to Him let the World their Offerings bring Sing to Our God and bless His Holy Name From day to day His Acts declare How wondrous and how great they are And let the Nations joyn to celebrate His Fame II. Great is the Lord and worthy of all Praise Above the Trophys we can to Him raise No Pow'r like His we can adore or fear For those to whom the Gentiles bow Are Idols and an empty show But He made Heav'n and all the Hosts which serve Him there III. Honour and Majesty attend His Throne Beauty and Strength His Temple 's built upon Therefore to Him alone ye People bow His Praise with daily thanks renew Restore to Him what is His due And at His Altar pay what there you first did vow IV. Let the Earth tremble and its Kingdoms fear And all unto the Mighty Word give ear Among the Heathen say That God do's reign Who made the World and bid it stand Till He shall judge it whose Command To its first Nothing shall return it back again V. Be glad O Heav'ns and Thou O Earth rejoyce And to your Consort take the Seas Deep Voice Let the huge Sea in dancing billows rise And though confin'd within its Shore By Sands which barr the Mighty Door Send up to Heav'n its shouts and force the yielding Skyes VI. Let joyfull Songs be heard in every Plain And Hills reflect the Voices Face again Then let the Trees the Glories of the Wood In mutual Murmurs all conspire And joyn with Birds to fill the Quire As if like Men they Parts and Musick understood VII At their Own Numbers let them come away And where their God shall pass lead on the way 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 equal Justice shall each cause decide Psalm XCVII Dominus regnavit exultet Terra c. THe Lord do's reign let the whole Earth rejoyce The Isles be glad and lift on high their voice Louder than Seas which all around them roar And with their shouts shake Heav'n and rend the Shore In the thick darkness God His Glory shrouds And o're His Brightness throws a veil of clouds Justice and Righteousness uphold His Throne And their firm Basis it do's rest upon In vain for Him their Toils His Enemies lay That Fire consumes them which prepares His Way For on the Nations He His Lightning threw And o're the World the swift-wing'd Terrour flew The Earth beheld it and began to fear The Hills complain'd that Heav'n approach'd too near And melted with the heat like Wax flow'd down Whilst in the Plains ran streams of burning Stone At the Almighty Presence they did flow Whose breath the Fire His eye had made did blow The Heav'ns His Justice and His Power declare And to His Truth the Earth do's witness bear May then all perish who to Idols bow And boast of Gods which they make only so Worship Him all ye Gods Angels fall down And at His Feet cast every One His Crown Sion with joy shall hear Jerusalem Shall send her Daughters to improve the Theam For He above all Gods is rais'd so high To Him we only by Our Praise can fly Praise Him ye Righteous who advanc't above Would have you thus express and send your Love Your Love upon Himself alone bestow And Hatred only to what 's evil show So with deliverance He shall surely come And having here preserv'd you take you home To Heav'n in whose large fields refined Light Sown for the Just looks against Harvest white Harvests which as they reap the Righteous sing And with Eternal shoutings carry in Be glad ye Righteous and in God rejoyce For what His hands have done deserves your Voice Psalm XCVIII Cantate Domino Canticum novum c. I. NEw Songs of Praise to the Almighty sing Triumphall Songs to our Victorious King Whos 's own right Hand ha's got Him Victory And for us mighty Wonders done Has mighty En'mies overthrown And by its Holiness has made the Wicked flye II. The Lord ha's sav'd us and His Power display'd His Righteousness made all the World afraid Th' amazed World stood and admir'd His hand And when poor Israel seem'd to be Hopeless of ever getting free Wondred how He could then such miracles command III. Praise Him O World and fear His Mighty Name From whence all that at which Thou wondrest came Call all Thy forces up the Song to raise With Trumpets and with Harps rejoice The Sackbut Clarion and the voice And with shrill Cornets up to Heav'n send all Thy praise IV. Let the Sea roar and all that dwells therein Joyn in His praise when thus the Shores begin Let the Floods too their parts in answering bear Lift up their heads and clap their hands Rise and
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
each other made One Hill is of another Hill afrai'd And melted in the All-consuming Flame expire Where are they Just so shall the Sinner dy Just so consum'd ever consumingly XII I the meanwhile will to my God sing praise Unsearchable in all His Wayes My Meditation of Him shall be sweet And with my Praise I will His Wonders meet His who can Phoenexes from Our cold Ashes raise 'T is God alone whose Mighty Power Shall when the Wicked be no more Refine His Chosen by these flames Give then new and better Names And make them farr more glorious than they were before Arise my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and Cheerful Hallelujahs sing Psalm CV Confitemini Domino invocate c. GIve thanks unto Our God and let your Verse Both of His wondrous Acts and praise reherse Let them give life and Numbers to your Song And count the Glorys which to Him belong All you who fear His Name in it rejoice And shew your heart is cheerful by your voice Seek ye the Lord and seek His Mighty Power And never till you see His Face give o're Remember all the Wonders He has done The Words He spake the Signes His hand has shone You who of Abraham the Almighties Friend And of His chosen Jacobs Seed descend He is the Lord His Judgements are abroad And all the World by them shall fear Our God The Word He past is ever in His mind To thousand Ages which are yet behind The Faithful Cov'nant He with Abraham made And unto Isaac with an Oath conveigh'd Confirm'd it then to Jacob for a Law From when now Israel their best Title draw Saying To thee I 'll Canaan give that Happy land And where Thou sojourn'st now Thou shalt command He said it when they were in number few Hardly a Number were but only two Two who were one and strangers forc'd to flee Those Kingdoms which their own should after bee Yet then He suffered none to do them wrong Reprov'd Kings for them as they pass'd along No hurt to my Annoynted said He do Nor vex my Prophets least it fall on you Then on the Land He for a dearth did call To break that staff whose prop before was small The staff of bread that they again might hold He that must sell them bread was by them sold. Sold for a Slave and that in Prison cast Where his bruis'd feet in fetters were kept fast But that He bore the smart t' his Soul did pass When he remembred by whose means it was Till the Word came Joseph good Word for Thee Which prov'd Thee guiltless and which made Thee free The King in haste to loose the Pris'ner sent And though the Messengers too slowly went Made Him high Steward of his house with Power Greater than ever subject had before His Realms submitted to his ruling hand And that his will for Sovereign Law should stand Whether his Princes he in Chains would lay Or teach her wise Men how they should obey Pull down set up controll things as he please Be King in all except the Name and Ease 'T was then that Israel into Egypt came And Jacob sojourn'd in the Land of Ham Where He increas'd and did a Nation grow More numerous than the slaves which kept them so And by Gods blessing did so propagate That whom their Enemies could not hurt they hate New taskes impose and harder bonds contrive And plott their death whom He had say'd should live Hence as Embassadors before He went Moses and Aaron He to Egypt sent To make His wonders in their land be known Who were and had so many of their own He to thick darkness turn'd their Noon day Light And made them feel as well as see their night The Rivers did with Purple Streams abound And the true dye in every Fish was found The Land did princely Frogs unnumbred breed Which lay with Nobles and with Kings did feed He spake the Word and there came Hosts of Flyes Lice reign'd below and they usurpt the skyes He gave them hail for rain and fire for dew Both to o'rethrow and to consume them too Smote all their vines and with the Fatal Stroke What hail and Lightning spar'd the Thunder broke Then came up armed Locusts and their train In such great bands ne're to be seen again And what was left by all the plagues before Swept clean away and the whole Land run o're At last th' Almighty when this would not do Came down Himself and Egypts First-born slew And for the Time that Israel there did stay They pay'd themselves before they went away Took with them Egypts Silver and its Gold By great as it was Lent them and untold A way they went more Lusty and more Strong Than when at first they came Thousands for One. And when they went Egypt rejoyc'd to hear Their parting whom She always saw with fear Thus freed a Cloud did their great journy show And in the Cloud which lead their way they go A Cloud by day when all Heav'n else was bright But that obscur'd a dancing Flame by night And as they pass'd and murmur'd there for meat He gave them Quayles and Angels bread to eat Open'd the Rock which kept the Waters in And turn'd its flinty bowels to a spring A spring whose streams in Rivers did run o're And follow'd close the Camp which marcht before His servant Abraham to His Minde did come His Cov'nant what it was and made with whom So He their Hosts did out of Bondage bring Whilst by the Way they did His Praises sing Brought them to Labours which were not their own And Loaded Harvests that they had not sown To Canaan thence to be remov'd no more But hold of Him who was their Lord before Keeping such Lawes such services to do As by His Covenants He had bound them to Hallelujah Psalm CVI. Confitemini Domino quoniam c. SIng to the Lord for He alone is Good His mercies sure for ever so have stood But who their Verse can to His Glory raise Or as His Acts deserve shew forth His Praise Thrice happy they who His Commandments Love And by their Constancy their service prove On me unworthy wretch O God look down And grant those favours which Thou shewst Thine Own That I may tast how good 't is to be Thine And in the Undersong to bless Thee join Lord we have sinn'd we and Our Fathers too And what they vilely did as vilely do In Egypt they could not Thy Wonders see As if its night had drawn a veile o're Thee They minded not the signes Thou there didst show And thence but to provoke Thee more did go Provoke Thee at the sea the Red sea where Thou brought'st them down to make Thy hand appear Yet then God sav'd them for His own Names sake That like their sins His Power He known might make He stroke the Sea the Sea asunder broke Its Christall could not bear th' Almighty stroke And as
like Bees about me swarm And all to be my death engage Like fire in Thornes or stubble rage My head shall be defended by this Charm For on the Lord of Hosts I 'll call And in His Name destroy them all XII The bloody Man thrust at me hard And hop'd at length to see me fall But when I on the Lord did call That sword brought death to him which me had spar'd God who 's my strength shall be my song And whom I call'd I 'll stay upon XIII The voice of Triumph and of praise The just mans mouth do's ever fill His voice is like his trumpet shrill When up to Heav'n Thy Vict'ries he do's raise 'T was thou the Conquest did obtain And Thy Right hand the day did gain XIV The Lords right hand did mighty things No power before His power could stand For when He made bare His Right hand Armies before Him fled and Potent Kings 'T was That the Conquest did obtain And His Right hand the day did gain XV. Empty Thy Quiver Death else where Be gon and pierce some softer heart For I defie Thy sharpest dart Am both above Thy malice and Thy fear I know I shall not dy but live And praise Him who my Life did give XVI Low as the dust I was brought down To the dark Suburbs of the grave But He was pleas'd my life to save And what He up had rais'd my Head did crown Open the Gates of Righteousness For lo I am return'd in Peace XVII Blest gates of the Divine aboad Which to the Holy Place let in Where all the just their Offrings bring And haste into the Presence of their God There Lord I 'll praises sing to Thee For Thou hast bow'd Thine eare to mee XVIII The stone the Builders did refuse Had often tri'd oft thrown away Is now the Mighty Fabricks stay God chose it for the Noblest place and use This is His doing and when thus God builds His Work is marvellous XIX This is the day which He has made Hosannas now befit our voice Come let us in Our God rejoice And in the day which He has made be glad That He Prosperity may send And to Our troubles put an end XX. Sacred Embassador of God Who hither in His Name do's come We in His Temple make Thee room And bless Our King from His Divine aboade He is Our Saviour Come away The Victims at the Altar stay XXI Bind them with cords and tye them fast To th' Altars horns and make them bleed Then let the Flame upon them feed And in thick clouds to Heav'n ascend at last My God I will sing praise to Thee Who art my God and song shalt be XXII To God's Almightie Name sing praise And you who know how Good He is Resign to Him what 's truly His And Arches of His Own great Mercies raise For like His Word they have been sure And to Eternity endure Psalm CXIX I. Part. Beati immaculati in via c. Aleph I. THrice happy Men who pure and undefil'd By the great Rule direct their Way Walk where that points and never go astray But to Gods Law sincere obedience yield Who search for that with their whole heart And keep His Testimonies as their better part II. To no iniquity they turn aside So plain His Wayes before them ly And if through ignorance they step awry His spirit which guides will hold them when they slide That I Thy Praecepts Lord fulfill Is Thy desire and Mine but first to know Thy Will III. Teach me Thy Will the Way where I should go How I Thy Statutes may observe Order my paths that I may never swerve And what 's Thy Righteous Pleasure to me show That shame may blush to follow me Who Thy Commands persue and follow none but Thee IV. And when Thy Judgements I shall thus be taught With upright heart I 'll sing Thy Praise The dull thing I as yet can hardly raise So low with former griefs it has been brought Then all Thy Statutes I 'll obey And Thou with me for ever shalt delight to stay II. Part. Beth. In quo corriget c. I. BUT how shall Youth this Wisdom Lord attain Unbridled Youth to choose His Way Youth that persues new follies every day Will in Thy Word find both a bit and rein With all my heart I have sought Thee That I ne're stray make Thy Commandments known to me II. Within my Heart Thy sacred Word I lay'd I lay'd it up and hid it there And to its counsel gave my willing eare And thence took heart of Sin to be afraid Lord Thou art worthy of all praise Teach me Thy Statutes that I may Thy glory raise III. This my desire has been and still shall be Of all Thy Judgements to recount The summ to which Thy Testimonies mount Is infinite and only like to Thee Riches of which the World do's dream Are piercing cares and emptiness compar'd with Them IV. Of all Thy Praecepts will I meditate And have respect to all Thy Wayes Thy Statutes my delight and love shall raise And at Thy Oracle I 'll ever waite Within my heart Thy love shall gain Such conquests that the Trophies shall like Heav'n remain III. Part. Gimel Retribue Servo tuo c. I. O' May Thy Servant of Thy love partake And what Thou ' hast sworn of old fulfill That He may keep Thy Word and do Thy Will And pay the vowes He heretofore did make Yet nearer Lord unto Him draw And clear his sight to view the wonders of Thy Law II. I am a stranger and the rule I have O're Nations only comes from Thee I give them Lawes but Thou must give them me From Thy Commandments I assistance crave My Soul is wasted with desire And with the Love Thy Judgements kindled all a fire III. The proud who from Thy just Commandments err Are curs'd because from Thee they go Curse great enough if it were only so But all their wayes are girt around with fear Reproach which they for me have lay'd Send them for I Thy Testaments my guard have made IV. Kings too as they in judgement on me sat Derided me for that great Love I bore Thee Lord invisible above But on Thy Statutes I did meditate Thy Testimonies in my need Were my best Counsellors and taught me how to plead IV. Part Daleth Adhaesit pavimento c. I. DOwn to the Earth my humbled soul is cast Raise me according to Thy Word No power but Thine can any help afford For where 't is thrown it to the Earth cleaves fast My wayes I have declar'd to Thee Teach me Thy Statutes and shew Thine to me II. Make me Thy Wayes and Praecepts understand So shall I all Thy Works relate How Thou in me a new heart didst create And help'dst me do what Thou didst first command My Soul for grief do's melt away Strengthen me with Thy Word and bid the stream to stay III.
I may yet before Thee live And to Thy Lawes my lifes Remainder give Whilst constant shame and scorn the proud attend Me without any cause they hate But to Thy Praecepts that shall ne're my love abate IV. Let those who have Thy Testimonies known And all who truly worship Thee Hither turn in and joyn themselves with me To tell abroad what thou for us hast done Nor let me ever be asham'd To keep Thy Statutes or for love to Thee bee blam'd XI Part. Caph. Defecit in salut are tuum anima c. I. MY Soul O God for Thy Salvation faints Yet in Thy Word my hope I place For that I languish shew at length Thy Face Nor let me weary Thee with my Complaints Or say When shall these troubles end And God or give deliverance or some comfort send II. My flesh is shrivel'd and my bones are dry Smoak'd by that fire with which I burn Yet from Thy Statutes will I never turn But its worst rage courageously defy Say Lord how long how many dayes Are yet behind e're Thou Thy self to Judgement raise III. The proud for me deep pitts and snares have lay'd But not according to thy Law From Thy Commands they strange Conclusions draw ' As if to reach me only they were made But they all Faithfull are and right Preserve Thou him whose Justice is oppos'd by Might IV. My life through care is almost brought to th' grave And all as dying on me look Yet I Thy Praecepts never yet forsook From Thee and Them a new life let me have So in Thy sight I still shall live And full Obedience to Thy Testimonies give Part. XII Lamed In aeternum Domine c. I. FOR ever Lord Thy Word in Heav'n remains In that almighty Frame set fast ' Its Faithfulness has reacht all ages past And what at first it made the Earth sustaines And as it has been ever sure Like the great speaker it for ever shall endure II. All things the Order Thou first gav'st obey And on Thy mighty Will depend All are Thy Servants and on Thee attend And shall continue firm as to this day These Works of Thine my Soul affright But with Thy Law consid'red fill me with delight III. That and Thy Praecepts will I ne're forget For by Them Thou hast quickned me Save me my God for I belong to Thee And for Thy sake on Them my love have set To Them that I am Thine I ow May They be alwayes Mine that I be alwayes so IV. The wicked plot how I may be betray'd But I Thy Testimonies love My Care and Hope are surely fix'd above And where nor they nor Time can hurt them lay'd Ther 's no True Happiness below But where the Way to ' it lyes Thy Just Commandments show Part. XIII Mem. Quomodo dilexi Legem tuam c. I. LOrd how I love Thy Law 't is my delight My Meditation all day long By which I 'm wiser made and much more strong Than all those Enemies with whom I fight All Thy Commands with me abide And in my Heart to keep them safe Thy Lawes I hide II. With me compar'd my Teachers all are dull Thy Testimonies my best love Have giv'n me of that Wisdom from above Which with Its floods has fill'd my Soul brim full Age less experience has then I Who alwayes have Thy Praecepts in my heart or eye III. By these to guide my feet I have been brought That I Thy Word might alwayes keep And from Thy Righteous Judgements never slip But firm abide in what I first was taught From them I never did depart But like Thy self they freely did Command my heart IV. So sweet Thy Words are and so full of grace And all so pleasant to my Taste That hony which from flowing Hives makes haste Insipid to them is and yields its place I through Thy Praecepts knowledge get And hate all wayes that may decline or stray from it XV. Part. Nun. Lucerna pedibus c. I. IN all my Wayes Thy Word directs my feet And as a lamp do's give them light What I have sworn since what I swore is right The just performance with my Vowes shall meet To keep Thy Judgements I have sworn That I may keep Them mayst Thou never from me turn II. With sharp Afflictions down to th' Earth I 'm cast But let Thy Word my life restore That in Thy Church I may Thy Power adore And of the Rivers of Thy Pleasure taste Lord by Thy Judgements make me wise And what Thou me hast given accept for sacrifice III. Those dangers which have compass'd me around Where I saw only Care and Fear Ready expos'd my life have made me bear Yet through Thy Law I kept it and my ground Snares and a trap the Wicked lay'd But I shun'd both for I my guide Thy Praecepts made IV. Thy Testimonies are my Heritage And shall my double Portion be My joy for They alone conduct to Thee And to observe Them I 'll my heart engage My heart I 'll to Thy Statutes joyn And make Thy glory which is Their Chief end be mine XV. Part. Samech Iniquos odio habui c. I. VAin thoughts and all their follies I abhor But for Thy Law preserve my Love Thou art my hiding place and from above My help shall come since I Thy Power implore Thou art my shield defend me Lord For I all times have only trusted in Thy Word II. Avoid Profane farr hence Profane depart For I my God's Commands will keep Uphold me Lord that I may never slip And to Thy Word both give my life and heart So farr from shame to call Thee Mine That I will all my glory count it To be thine III. If Thou upholdst me then shall I stand fast And to Thy Statutes homage yield Whose false despisers Thou with shame hast fill'd And of the cup they others gave made taste Deceit and guile are in their wayes And only him they would throw down they load with praise IV. But Thou all such shalt from the Earth destroy Whilst as Refiners purg their dross And by pure metal recompence the loss Thine shall be such without the least alloy My self that Inquisition fear Yet in my Soul it truly by Thy Judgements bear Part. XVI Ain Feci judicium c. I. JUstice my God has been my chiefest care To those who hate me leave me not Let not my ancient service be forgot Nor those who justly suffred be my fear Let not Oppressors trouble me But save Thou Him who oft has the Oppress'd set free II. My eyes expecting Thy Salvation fail And for Thy Righteous Word I waite At last Thy Mercy grant t is ne're too late And let my importunity prevaile Thy Promises to me fullfill And to Thy Statutes both my eare incline and Will III. I am Thy Servant and Thy Handmaids Son That I Thy Testaments may know True Wisdom and good Understanding show And now appear as thou of old hast done 'T is