my hands and feet 17. My bones stick out consum'd and bare Whil'st they remorselesse on me stare 18. They now to part my garments hast And Lots upon my vesture cast 19. But be not far from me O Lord 20. My soule deliver from the sword 21 My darling save from rav'ning jawes Of dogs and from the Lions pawes For thou hast heard me from the hornes Of fierce assayling Unicornes 22. I to my brethren will proclaime The Praises due to Thy great Name 23. Yee that fear God all Iacobs line And Israëls seed in Prayses joyne 24. Th' afflicted He did nere despise Nor hid His face but heard their cries 25. My praise and vowes devout to Thee Shall in thy Church performed be 26 He to the meeke will plenty give The hearts that seek Him ever live 27. Far as the world extends it 's bound Religious Converts shall be found They shall remember and implore And ev'ry Kindred Him adore 28 For God's the Kingdome is whose sway All Nations of the Earth obay 29. The rich who on Earth's fatnesse feed Ev'n to the Soule that dies for need All from the throne unto the dust Before Him bow and worship must 30. All these shall serve Him in their seed And sons to God adopted breed 31. Who to succession shall proclaime His righteousnesse and awfull Name PSAL. XXIII 1. THe Lord my Shepheard is and guide I shall no want abide 2. He makes me lye in fruitfull meads And by stil waters leads 3. My Soule to danger given ore He doth againe restore And guides me in the righteous path His Name elected hath 4. Yea though in vale of darknesse lay'd Or death's more ghastly shade I feare no ill Thy rod and staffe Direct and keep me safe 5. Thou dost for me a plenteous fare Before my foes prepare Thou dost with oyle annoint my head My flowing Cup doth shed 6. Thy mercy sure shall me attend Untill my Life doth end And in the House of God will I Remaine Eternally PSAL XXIV 1. EArth is the Lords with hir encrease And all that there have place 2. He founded it upon the Seas And made the floods hir base 3. Who in God's Holy Place shall stand Or on His Hill appeare 4. He who is pure in Heart and hand Nor to deceive doth sweare 5. He blessings shall from God receive And righteousnesse from high 6. This is their race who God believe And to His sight are nigh 7. Lift up yee Gates lift up your head Yee Doores Eternall spread The King of Glory shall come in And his approach begin 8. Who is the Great and Glorious King Of whom our Praises sing The Lord in Battaile mighty This The King of Glory is 9. Lift up yee Gates lift up your Head Yee Doores Eternall spread The King of Glory shall come in And his approach begin 10. Who is the Great and Glorious King Of whom our Praises sing The Lord in Battell mighty This The King of Glory is PSAL. XXV 1. WIth Thoughts lift up to Thee O God my Soule doth flee 2. To shame O never me expose Nor triumph of my foes 3. Let those be free from shame Who wait upon Thy Name But let them feele it who Thy Lawes Transgresse without a cause 4. Thy wayes unto me shew Teach me Thy truth to know 5. Thon art the God do'st me defend On Thee I still depend 6. Thinke on Thy mercies Lord Thy ancient love record 7. Remember not my sins of youth But save me in Thy truth 8. Good is the Lord His ways To sinners He displaies 9. The meek He will in judgment guide Who in His precepts bide 10. His paths with truth abound Great mercies there are found Which He unto all such doth grant Who keep his Covenant 11. O for Thy Names sake Lord Pardon to me afford And with my heinous crime dispense For great is mine offence 12. To him that feares He shewes The way which he shall chuse 13. His Soule shall dwell at ease his race Shall long on earth have place 14. To them who God do feare His secret shall appeare He will His Covenant declare To such as faithfull are 15. Mine eyes on God are set Who plucks me from the net 16. O Lord to we in mercy turne Afflicted forlorne 17. My heart's distresse is large O Thou my woes discharge 18. Looke on the paine wherein I live And all my sins forgive 19. Thinke on my many foes Whose hate most cruell growes 20. O keep my soule from scandall free Who put my trust in Thee 21. Let Justice me defend Who on Thy grace attend 22. Thy Israël O God release And all his troubles ease PSAL. XXVI 1. IUdge me O God for in Thy path My foot insisted hath My trust hath on Thee Lord rely'd Therefore I shall not slide 2. Examine me O Lord and try My reines and heart descry 3. Thy mercy still is in my sight Thy truth hath kept me right 4. I have not with vaine persons sate Or those that use deceit 5. Ill congregations I detest Nor am the sinners guest 6. In innocence I le wash my hand So at Thine Altar stand 7. That I may publish in my Song What thankes to Thee belong 8 O Lord devoutly I affect The House Thou dost Elect. I Love the honour of that Place Thy presence deignes to grace 9. Shut not my soule nor judge my life With men of blood and strife 10. Whose arme it selfe in mischiefe lifts Whose hand is fill'd with gifts 11. In mine integrity I goe Save me and mercy show 12. So will I Praise Thee when my feet Within Thy Temple meet PSAL. XXVII Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. GOd my Salvation is and Light What terrour then shall me affright My life 's sole strength He is and aid Of whom then shall I be afraid 2. When wicked men mine enemies Conspiring did against me rise When they approach'd my flesh to eat They stumbling fell in their retreat 3. Although an host encamped were My heart their numbers shall not feare And though a War against me rise My confidence shall them despise 4. One thing of God I have desir'd That I unto His House retir'd Might spend my dayes there grow old His Temples beauty to behold 5. For He when times of trouble threat Will me in his Pavilion seat Within His Tabernacle hide And safety on a rock provide 6. And now my head up-lifted shall Behold my foes encircling fall Therefore glad Songs and sacrifice With praises to Thy throne shall rise 7. Heare O my Lord and when I cry In mercy to my voyce reply 8. When Thou command'st Seek ye my face My heart O Lord I seek Thee saies 9. Hide not Thy face from me in ire Nor leave me helplesse I desire 10. Who when my Parents me forsake Wilt me unto Thy favour take 11. Teach me O Lord Thy wayes to tread In pathes of truth and plainnesse lead 12. Nor leave me to their cruell will
Who God their refuge make 10. No evill hap shall Thee distast Nor plague thy dwelling wast 11. For He his Angels shall command Thy Centinells to stand 12. In all thy wayes they shall thee keep Whither thou wake or sleep And least a stone thy foot should hurt Their hands shall thee support 13. No Basilisk nor Adders sting Thy life in danger bring Thou shalt upon the Lion tread And bruise the Dragons head 14. Because his love is set on me I will his guardian be Since he acknowledg'd hath My name I will exalt his fame 15. When ere he calls I will him heare In trouble and in feare I will to honour him advance And send deliverance 16. With length of life and happy daies I will his comforts raise And when his time on earth is done Give him salvation PSAL. XCII Sing this as Psalme 51. 1. IT is a good and blessed thing Praise to Thy Name most High to sing 2. Thy kindnes 'fore the morning light To shew Thy faithfulnes each night 3. Upon a ten-string'd instrument With Psalteries well-tun'd concent And on the solemne-sounding Lyre Where all harmonious notes conspire 4. For Thou O Lord my heart hast made Through all Thy hands atchieuements glad Who in Thy works which earth do fill Rejoyce and alwayes triumph will O Lord how great Thy actions are Deep are Thy thoughts and hidden far The brutish doe not this attend Nor will the fooles it apprehend 7. When like the Grasse or flow'rs which spring The wicked men are flourishing Ev'n then their quick destruction hasts 8. But Lord Thy glory ever lasts 9. For lo throw'n downe and scatter'd all Thine enemies before Thee fall 10. How ere Thou wilt exalt my horne Like to the stately Unicorne With freshest oyle and balme new shed Thou wilt annoint my conqu'ring head 11. Mine eye shall see its just desire On those who 'gainst my life conspire And for those wicked enemies Who to my safeties hazard rise Mine eares shall heare them come to nought By Thy revenge to ruin brought 12. The righteous like the Palme shall grow Or Cedars on the mountaines brow 13. Who in Gods House emplanted be Within His courts we prosper see 14. In their old age they fruit shall bring Continue fat and flourishing 15. To shew the Lord my Rock is just With whom no wicked harbour must PSAL. XCIII 1. THe Lord our God doth reigne on high Cloathed with Majesty He vested is with glorious light And girds Himselfe with might The world created by His hand Established doth stand So fast and firme upon its base It moves not from the place 2. Yet far more stable and more old Thy Throne O Lord shall hold Which when earth's fabrick melts and wasts Like Thee for ever lasts 3. The floods O Lord lift up their voice In uproare and in noyse The swelling waves up-lifted rise To band against the skies 4. Yet is the Lord more mighty far Then those proud waters are And stronger then the Oceans wave Which winds enchafed have 5. Thy Testimonies true and sure Eternally endure And holynes becomes O God! The house of Thine aboad PSAL. XCIV 1. O God! who just revenge dost take Now let Thy vengeance wake 2. Great Judge of earth arise from hence The proud to recompence 3. How long Lord shall their wicked host How long triumph and boast 4. How long shall their insulting tongue Joy in Thy servants wrong 5. They break Thy people Lord in rage Afflict Thine heritage 6. They widowes slay the poor oppress And kill the fatherless 7. Yet hard'ned in presumption they The Lord not sees us say Great Iacobs God doth not regard Nor will the sin reward 8. Take heed yee brutish and unwise Who thus your crimes disguise Yee foolish people of the land When will yee understand 9. Think ye that he who plants the eare Unable is to heare Or shall not he who form'd the eye Your wickednes descry 10. Shall he who Nations overthrew Not know to punish you 11. To whose all-searching view is brought The vainnes of mans thought 12. Blessed O Lord and happy he Who chast'ned is by Thee Whom Thou in mercy do'st correct And in Thy Law direct 13. That though with crosses over-prest He may in patience rest Till for transgressors ruin he A pit prepared see 14. For God his people not rejects Nor his own choise neglects 15. But judgement all their wrongs shall right And comfort the upright 16. Who will with me against those rise Who work iniquities 17. But from the Lord my help was seen My soule had silenc'd been 18. When I my slipping foot complain'd Thy mercy me sustain'd 19. When thoughts my grieved soul excite Thy comforts hir delight 20. Wilt Thou support the wicked's throne Or joyne it with Thine owne Who under Laws and Reason's name Their acts of mischief frame 21. Whose meetings and whose plots are bent The just to circumvent Who fit in Counsaile soules to kill And guiltles blood to spill 22. But yet the Lord is my defense God is my confidence My Rock my refuge and my tow'r To save me by His pow'r 23. He on their heads the ills shall bring Which from themselves did spring And in their sins God's vengfull hand Shall cut them from the land PSAL. XCV 1. O Come and let us to the Lord Our cheerfull Songs record Unto our Rock lift up our voice And make a joyfull noyse 2. Let us with praise sent up on high Approach His presence nigh With Psalmes and Anthems glad expresse Our bounden thankfulnes 3. He is the God and King whose hand The spatious earth hath spann'd 4. By Him steep hills and seas were made 5. The dry land by Him lay'd 6. Come let us worship and adore Kneel downe the Lord before 7. For He our God is we His care His sheep and people are To day if ye His voice will heare 8. No hard'ned heart bring neare Like that provoking in the day You in the desart lay 9. When your fore-fathers tempted me Who did my wonders see 10. And forty yeares you Tribes did pass Wherein I grieved was I said my people err in heart And wilfully depart My wayes prescrib'd they have not know'n Nor in my precepts gone 11. To whom my just incensed wrath By oath protested hath Those murmurers should nere be blest Or enter to my rest PSAL. XCVI Sing this as Psalme 51. or 100. 1. A New Song to the Lord rehearse Sing to him all the Universe 2. O blesse his Name in Songs display His saving mercies every day His glory and his wonders tell 3. To Nations who far distant dwell 4. This great Lord must be greatly prais'd Whose feare above all Gods is rais'd 5. For Heathen Gods are Idols vaine But 't is the Lord doth heav'n sustaine 6. Honour and awe are him before His sanctuary strong in pow'r 7. Ye kindreds then on earth that live Unto the Lord due honour give 8. Ascribe all glory to his
my imperfect frame By daily growth to figure came 17. O Lord how pretious O how deare Thy purposes and thoughts appeare 18. Which were they summ'd in my account They would the num'rous sands surmount These wonders alwaies present ly Fixt in my thankfull memory And whil'st of them surveies I take My contemplation still must wake 19. O God! Thou shalt the wicked slay Ye bloody men depart away 20. For their fowle tongues Thy honour staine And take Thy sacred Name in vaine 21. Do not I hate and grieve at those Whose proud despight against thee rose 22. With perfect hate I them despise Accounting them mine enemies 23. Search me O Lord and prove my heart Who Judg of all my actions art Do Thou my faith to tryall bring My hidden thoughts examining 24. Look well and all my motions view If I persist in waies untrue And when Thou find'st my feet to stray Reduce me to Thy lasting way PSAL. CXL 1. SAve me from men to evill bent And from the violent 2. Which mischeif in their hearts devise In war and tumult rise 3. Their tongues are like a Serpents whet Their lips in poyson set 4. Lord keep me from the raging foe That would my feet orethrow 5. The proud have hidden nets prepar'd To take my life ensnar'd 6. But I Thou art my God have said O heare and send me aid 7. O God my Lord the strength alone Of my salvation In day of battaile Thou my head Hast safely covered 8. Grant not O Lord their bad desire Least then their pride aspire 9. Let suddaine mischeif cover those Who would my life enclose 10. Let quenchless fire upon them raine Nor let them rise againe 11. No violent man nor evill tongue On earth be stablish'd long 12. I know the Lord will them maintaine Who have afflicted lay'n Their cause regards and doth delight To help the poor to right 13. For this unto Thy Name the just Their thanks acknowledg must And those who live upright and well Shall in Thy presence dwell PSAL. CXLI 1. TO Thee I cry O Lord make hast To heare my voice at last 2. Let my request like Incense rise Or ev'ning sacrifice 3. Set Thou a watch my mouth before And keep my speeches doore 4. Incline not unto ill my heart With sinners to take part Let me not eat of that delights Their wicked appetites 5. But let the righteous me reprove And smite me in his love Like pretious balmes or odours shed Such stroaks not break my head And in my pray'rs I shall them bless In midst of their distress 6 When wicked Judges overthrow'n Ly dash'd against the stone They shall with much contentment heare My words which comfort beare 7. Disperst and scatter'd on the grave Our bones no value have As fallen trees cut downe and cleft Are in their splinters left 8. But though in darknes clos'd I ly On Thee I fix mine eye Thou wilt not leave me in the dust In whom my soul doth trust 9. O keep me from the cruell net Which wicked men have set 10. Let them be snar'd in their own trap But let my soul escape PSAL. CXLII 1. WIth low'd-voic'd cries to God I came And my request did frame 2. I powred out my sad complaint And shew'd Him my restraint 3. Thou when my soul was drown'd in woe My way and path did'st know Yet in that walk my feet did tread Close snares for me were spread 4. I did upon my right hand look But no man knowledg took My soul of help was quite bereft And had no refuge left 5. I therefore cry'd to Thee O Lord And said this faithfull word Thou do'st my Help and Portion stand In the Eternall Land 6. Consider then my great distress Brought low with heaviness From persecuters me defend Unable to contend 7. My soule out of the prison bring That I Thy praise may sing And for this bounty shew'd to me The just shall honour Thee PSAL. CXLIII As Psalme 25. 1. O Lord my Prayer heare Presented in Thy feare With mercy answer my request In humblest words exprest 2. Weigh not in judgments scales Thy servants daily failes For no man living in Thine eye Himself shall justify 3. My foes which do pursue My soule by waies undue Make me in darkness hide my head Like those have long been dead 4. My Spirit faint and worne Is by my griefes oreborne My heart within me desolate Through my dejected state 5. Yet I the daies of old In my remembrance hold Thy wonders past I meditate And all Thy works of late 6. To Thee I stretch my hands Like as the thirsty Lands The fruitfull raines desire to see So thirsts my soul for Thee 7. Heare me O Lord with speed My fainting spirit heed Least if Thou frowne I prove like those The pit of Death doth close 8. O let my longing eare Betimes Thy kindnes heare In Thee I trust reveale that Path Thy truth prescribed hath 9. Lord save me from their spight Who in my wrongs delight To Thee my soul for shelter flies Against hir enemies 10. Teach me to do Thy will That I may please Thee still Let Thy good spirit me direct To live with Thine elect 11. Lord quicken me againe Cleanse Thou my sinfull staine For Thy great Name and justice sake My soul from trouble take 12. I am Thy servant Lord My comfort is Thy word Then of Thy goodnes those destroy Who in my sorrowes joy PSAL. CXLIV 1. BLest be the Lord my strength my might Who taught my hands to fight 2. My rock my shield and helper true My people to subdue 3. Lord what is man or what his race Thy notice should him grace 4. Who is so vaine his daies do fade Like to the passing shade 5. O Lord the arched Heavens bow Come downe to earth below Touch their proud tops and then thy stroak Shall make the mountains smoak 6. From Thy full clouds quick lightning cast And them by scatt'ring wast Let Thy sharparrowes 'gainst them shot Destruction make their lot 7. Send from above Thine hand to save Me from the swelling wave 8. From children strange whose mouth speaks hate Whose right hand acts deceit 9. Then I new Songs will sing to Thee Upon the Psalterie And on the ten-string'd Instrument Ditties of praise invent 10. For God salvation gives to Kings His help to David brings From perill of the Sword and grave He doth His servant save 11. Deliver me from strangers hands Whose mouth against Thee bands Whose right hand falshood doth defend Whose deeds in rapine end 12. Our Sons like plants then fresh in growth Shall flourish in their youth Our daughters like faire columnes be Which we in Temples see 13. Our garners shall be fill'd with store Our sheep bring thousands more 14. Our Oxen strong nor shall restraint Cause in our streets complaint 15. Happy that people and that place Which is in such a case Yea blessed are and happy they Who God their