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
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
hope who is my Fear Happy I shall hereafter be contented here Psalm LXXIV Ut quid repulisti in finem c. I. Shall We for ever then be cast off thus And will Our God no more remember Us Shall then His flock no longer be His Care But more His rage than once His love they were Forget not Lord Thy Purchace and Thy Choyce Sion which Thou hast made Thine own The Wonders Thou for Her and Us hast done And let Our Prayers be heard amidst Our Enemies noysel II. Arise and to their great destruction come Who to Thy Temple Gates have brought it home Thy Holy Place and its Divine Recess Instead of stopping do's their rage encrease Thither they break and thence profanely bear The Sacred Treasures of Thy House It 's Vessels set apart from Common Use And on Thy Captive Altars their proud Trophys rear III. Our sad complaints Axes and Hammars drown As if it were some grove they would hew down And all th' Adornments of Thy Dwelling place They or to powder beat or else deface And to compleat Our ruin when no more The Ax or weary hand can do They fire into Thy Sanctuary throw And what Thou so didst consecrate with fire devour IV. Them and their Seed let Us destroy they say And in one ruin with their Temple lay What more accepted Flame to Heaven can rise Than an whole Synagogue for Sacrifice And they shall follow This We see and hear But have no Signes or Prophet more To tell us when this Tempest will be o're Or How long what too long already we must bear V. How long Dear God shall Our Proud Enemy Not us alone but Thy Great Power defy Shall his vile mouth for ever thus defame Thy Sacred and Unutterable Name Or wilt Thou alwayes thus Thy hand recall That Hand where all Our succours lie And only lift it from our sight on high Let it return at length and heavier on them fall VI. Thou heretofore hast made Thy Strength be known And Wonders which none else could do hast done Dividing by th' Almighty Wand the Flood And mad'st it truly a Red Sea with blood When there the Chamian King by Thy Right Hand That great Leviathan of the Main Sunk in the deep which cast Him up again That what its glutted Hosts had left might feast the land VII 'T was Thou who mad'st the Rock in streames to flow And Floods stand still to let Thy Israel go The day and night with all its lamps are Thine Ligh't from that Sun which Thou mad'st first to shine By Thee the bounds of the Round World are cast Both where they shall begin and end Summer and Winter on Thy Word attend All for Thy Pleasure made and during it shall last VIII Thou who hast done all this to raise Thy Name Guard it from those whose lips would blast its Fame Let not Thy mourning Dove become a prey To Vulturs but take wing and fly away Deliver her and minde Thy ancient Care Thy Covenant with Our Fathers made For th' Enemy Our very Graves invade And where we thought to lie retir'd their Counsels are IX Some answer to Our Prayers at length return Least shame confound Us and we ever mourn Arise and Thine Own Cause Thy self defend And let Thy Enemies Malice have an end Forget them not their blasphemies and pride Now that their Sin for vengeance cryes For they their heads have rais'd above the skies And Heav'n with all its Thunders to the Assault defy'd Psalm LXXV Confitebimur Tibi Deus c. I. LOrd We will praise Thee and Our chearful Song Shall of Thy mighty Name reherse For all the Wonders which to it belong Are truly great and so shall make Our verse To it We 'll fly and rest us there Adore its Power and beg its care And make it both the Subject of Our Song and Prayer II. When the Time comes sayes God that I shall call The World to Judgement my Right hand Alike it s Justice shall dispence to all And none it s equal sentence shall withstand It shall reward it shall chastise Some lower cast and make some rise And as my Hand 's impartial so shall be my eyes III. The Earth shall melt and all that in it dwell To their first nothing turn again By its own weight it long o're this had fell But that its mighty Pillars I sustain Fond Man then said I what mean'st Thou No more in vain Just Heav'n pursue Too great to be oppos'd to be gainsaid too true IV. For shame desist and your weak plots give o're They cannot take Heav'n is so High Against your maker vilely speak no more For though His Face you see not He stands by His breath it is whereby you speak He with one frown your pride can check And though you hold it ne'r so stiff bow down your neck V. The Sun which every day the World surrounds Father of all the Mines below And with a careful eye surveys his grounds Cannot the Riches which he makes bestow Though he in purple set and rise And rides in Triumph o're the skies Can give nor wealth nor honour to his Votaries VI. His God at will disposes of his gold And all his honours gives away Whilst his chief Work is only to behold And brightest shine on them who share his prey The Poor he rayses to the Throne And from it throws the Mighty down Is Judge of all and knows no pleasure but His Own VII For in His hand there is a dreadful Cup Whose sparkling Wine is red with gore 'T is large and fill'd with mixture to the top So full the active liquor do's run o're Of it all drink and when 't is done The dreggs are for the Wicked wrung But ne'r shall quench their thirst or ever cool their tongue VIII But I to future ages will declare The praises of th' Eternall King And since so Wonderful His glories are Of none but Jacobs God the Praises sing The Wicked down to Hell Hce'l throw The Righteous up to Heaven shall grow And Heav'n to his exalted head shall seem but low Psalm LXXVI Notus in Judaea Dominus I. The True the Only God in Judah reigns There is His Temple there His Court To Salem all the Tribes resort And learn to sing His Name in lofty strains No place such tokens of His love do's bear His Chariot He has set up there There broke the Arrows and there burnt the shield Spear II. Sion more glorious than the Hills of Bey How excellent dost Thou appear How full of Majesty and Fear When from them the Besiegers steal away Away the valiant ran but knew not why Till a dead sleep said Death was nigh And chaining up their hands scarce left them Heels to fly III. At Thy rebuke O God a sleep they fell The Horse and chariot were o're took The Rider stopt at Thy Rebuke And bow'd adown to the All-conquering spell Thou art indeed
shall thee affright VI. The Pestilence which in thick darkness walks And in the empty City stalks The Sword which on whole Lands do's prey And to bear witness calls the day When Thou appear'st shall turn another way VII On Thy left hand it shall a thousand smite And kill ten thousand on Thy right But nigher shall not come to Thee Only Thine eyes with joy shall see What the Rewards of all the wicked be VIII Because Thou to my Rock for help did'st fly Above Thy fears to the Most High There shall no evil Thee befall Near Thee shall come no Plague at all Who art beyond their reach and lowdest call IX Around in Bands His Angels shall attend And guard Thee to Thy Journeys end To lead Thee some and some to strow Those wayes with flowers which others show And make the paths all smooth where Thou shalt go X. Thou on the Basilisks proud neck shalt tread The Lion shall bow down his head With them shall conquer'd Dragons meet And humbly stooping at Thy Feet Their Captive Chains unto each other greet XI To Me saies God he look'd and therefore I Will where he look'd set him on high I was the Object of his Love For as his Prayers did upward move T was that they sounded in my ears above XII To Me in all his troubles shall he cry I 'le answer him and speedily Will bring him out with songs of praise Give him long life and happy daies And after crown him with Eternal Bayes Psalm XCII Bonum est confiteri Dominum c. I. WHat Saints in Heav'n and Angels do I 'le count my Duty and my Honour too Morning and Night Great God to raise My Song as high as Thou hast set Thy Praise With all the Numbers Musick can invent My Voice and Harp and Ten-string'd Instrument That what from Thee first came may back to Thee be sent II. Thou hast deserv'd it and my Song Shall tell abroad what Thy great hand ha's done And in Thy wondrous Works I will rejoyce And with the lofty subject fill my voice But Lord what Verse can with thy Power compare And shew Thy thoughts or what Thy Counsels are Which Fools despise and none can as they ought declare III. For when like Grass the wicked spring And prosper for a season in their sin 'T is that like Grass they may be mown And dung that Field which they before did crown Thou who on high dost all their malice see And that less mine than they were foes to Thee Hast thus design'd that their eternal fall should be IV. But Thou on high shalt raise my head And on it make the Sacred Oyl be shed And raise it as the Unicorn To guard his Empire lifts his Sovereign Horn And then upon my bloody Enemies My ears shall have their wish and then my eyes Without regret their misery shall see and hear their cryes V. Then like the Palm the Just shall grow And as if under weights more beauteous show Like Cedars shall be ever green The World's renown as they the Woods havebeen His hand which planted them shall make them thrive The Sacred Earth new roots and sap shall give Both in His Courts to flourish and in His House to live VI. There shall they live and have a Spring As constant as the soil they 're planted in Age shall but render them more fair More gay and fruitful than in youth they were That all the World Thy Power O God may know And to Thy Kingdom 's Righteous Scepter bow Who mak'st the Green Tree wither and the Dry to grow Psalm XCIII Dominus regnavit decorem c. I. SUbmit your Crowns O Kings for God do's reign And ha's Himself put on His Crown Throw at His Feet your Scepters down And pardon by your quick submission gain Unto your selves ascribe His Power no more But what He first gave you to him again restore II. Girt round with Majesty the Lord do's reign His Kingdom is the World He made And on such sure Foundations laid That like his Word it shall unmov'd remain 'T is there he rules but Heav'n is fit alone For our best Wishes since He there ha's set His Throne III. There as He sits the Floods would to Him rise Their threatning heads on high they bear But hopeless ever to come near Roar and send up their clamours to the skyes Above He hears and scorns them stills their noise And in their loudest roaring makes them hear His voice IV. All things obey His Will whose Law 's so sure That all things by it firmly stand From Nothing that did first command Their Beings and now makes them to endure Thy Power O God do's reach us every where But in Thy Temple do's Thy Holiness appear Psalm XCIV Deus ultionum Dominus c. I. JUdge of the Universe Great Lord of All Equal Disposer of Rewards and Punishments Arise and to Thy Barr the Nations call Both for their Actions to be judg'd and their intents Arise Great Judge that by Thy Just Decree As are the Proud Man's Merits his Reward may be II. How long my God shall He unpunisht go And then most prosper when he most do's Thee offend Speaking hard things of what he do's not know And make to patient Heav'n his blasphemies ascend To Heav'n he raises his exalted Crown And under-foot Heaven's Holy seed the while treads down III. A Widdow now and then a Stranger slayes And with theirs drinks the blood of th' murd'red Fatherless Ha's several baits to throw for several preys And several snares which he can unsuspected dress So close he saith and from suspition free That Jacob's God though He stood by should never see IV. Canst thou be then so brutish and unwise Fond Man to think He sees not or not hears Who made at first the light and gave Thee eyes And form'd for sounds the subtil windings of thy ears Or can the World 's just Ruler partial be Or God Himself know nothing who at first taught thee V. He knows the Heart and the most secret thought How vain are Our desires Our hatred love and fears And happy Man who ha's the skill been taught To know Himself though he with chastening learn't tears In trouble God will give him rest and peace And by the wicked's fall his glory shall increase VI. For the Wise God will not His choice forsake Nor His inheritance to strangers ever leave Justice and Right again the Chair shall take And injur'd Innocence then clear'd its Crown receive Never to be opprest or suffer more But have rewards above the wrongs it felt before VII But whence said I shall come my present aid Or who against my foes my Title will defend Hadst not Thou Lord my help and shield been made The grave e're this had put to that and me an end But when I slipt Thy Mercies me sustain'd And in the tumults of my thoughts Thy Comforts reign'd VIII For can God said I or the Holy