vnwares crush'd with his proud arm 11 He argues thus with reasons wanting weight That God his wrongs doth neither see nor know Doth He enthrond in clouds of supreme height Behold the right and wrong done here below Can man conceiue so high maiestick power With smiles or frowns on earth to laugh or lowre 12 Vp Lord and lift thy sacred hand on high And with thy powerfull sword pierce thou his side Nor let thou him in dark obliuion lie Whose pious heart doth in thy feare abide Extend thy grace and deale thy iustice so As meek men may haue blisse and proud men wo. 13 Ah shall the more then madnesse of lewd men Contemne thee thus and set thy will at naught And dare to mutter in their secret den That God for humane things doth take no thought Thus when their mouths are clos'd and dare not speak Their hollow hearts are ful of thinks leak 14 Thou seest without within thou vew'st all things And vnder thy sharp hand shall lewd men fall That by affliction which true insight brings This lesson they may learne that ruling all Thou sleight'st not poor mens griefe nor toils neglect'st But left to thee the Orphanes thou protect'st 15 Break thou the force of the vngodly wight And coole the fury of his gracelesse mind Till he and all the branches of his might Be broken downe nor root be left behind That he nor they may in the limits stand And compasse of the Ocean-bounded land 16 Thus thou the Lord of time till time haue end Shalt rule and raigne sole Monarch ouer all And from the land to which thy bounds extend Shalt chase the Nations that do lewdly fall To impious rites and set thy law aside That banish'd they may vanish with their pride 17 These vowes the men o're-whelm'd with crosse affaires These praiers they poure forth with reu'rence due And spurgald with the pricks of deep despaires With brinish teares to thee these humbly sue For whom haue they in Heauen Earth but thee That with a power supreme canst set them free 18 To loose the poore whom beasts do pitty more From the dire bands of mens all-daring might That man who doth his arme of flesh adore May strike his sailes and leaue his fury quite When he beholds and conscious is within Of his fraile state the web of his foule sin PSAL. XI VVHen I haue hope safe harbor to attain And for my starre on Heauens great Lord relie Like frighted fowle which would the couert gaine You bid mee to the rockes for safety flie 2 Behold you see the impious man doth bend His threatning bow and makes his shafts to wound The harmelesse soule and closely doth attend To murder those whose fearelesse hearts are sound 3 But thou great King with thy all-conqu'ring hand The rebells tam'st and dost diuert their will Who mad with rage vexe those who humbly stand At thy deuotion and deserue no ill 4 God who in Heau'ns eternall temples dwels And doth in his star-spangled throne appeare With his trans-piercing eies whose sight excells Viewes all the acts are represented here 5 From his all-seeing eie nor wrong nor right Can hidden be but those who beate their braines To compasse mischiefe He who rules with might And right combind hates all their cunning traines 6 He showreth downe on their detested heads His wide spread nets and thundring tempests casts With sulpher mixt which the proud'st scorner dreads To scorch them here whose burning euer lasts 7 But he that fosters right himselfe most right With sacred loue doth vpright men embrace And sets before his euerlasting sight The rightfull conscience where no guile hath place PSAL. XII HElpe Sauiour helpe and be not thou auerse Since virgin Faith fall'n now in mens disgrace 2 Expuls'd is gone and Truth flees all commerce And naked shuns the Earths disguised race Now eu'ry man doth entertaine his friend With words the scum and fume of idle brains And cloakes the wrongs which falser hearts entend With lies which smooth dissimulation fains 3 Deceitfull mouthes whence sugred poison flowes Let God confound and plucke out root and all The tongue that doth the hearts base births disclose And speakes great things although it selfe be small 4 And perish they with brasen browes who say What should we feare come let vs sweare and lye That periury by custome bearing sway Our tongues may venture on all villany No Lord I think hath any thing to shew My free borne tongue in vassalage to hold Nor lock my lips nor bar my language so As not to range at pleasure vncontrold 5 But God that heares the plaints of poor distress'd And burthen-bearing soules that sigh for griefe Arise will I saith He and them oppress'd Securely place in harbour of reliefe 6 This saith the Lord and what from him proceeds His faith is fixt like gold which seuen-times tri'de By purging fire no more refining needs When smoke and ashes do the drosse diuide 7 Then mindfull of thy promise Lord restraine The cure-lesse poison of a cursed tongue And thou the worlds best Sentinell containe The viperous race that we may not be stongue 8 For lewd men now giue law and measure right By their owne foot and dominering will And gouern'd by their disproportion'd might The best men feare the doomes of men most ill PSAL. XIII HOw long wilt thou who guid'st our cōmon helm Neglect my cause as one forsaken quite Wilt thou leaue me whom swelling surges whelm Wrapt in obliuions euerlasting might How long wilt thou in fierce displeasure hide Thy louely face and gracefull eye from me How long shall vexing cares which draw aside My mind from rest my soules companions be 2 How long shall my grieu'd heart with rougher waues In seas of deep afflictions thus be tost How long shall my proud foes who are sins slaues Thus triumph ouer me as all were lost 3 Great Regent of the world behold and see Assist me and infuse thy sacred light Lest Death with his long sleepe do ceaze on me And close mine eies and bid the Sun good night 4 Let not my foe brag in his haughty pride That he hath crusht me with his brawny armes And who hate truth and cannot me abide Haue they no cause to triumph at my harmes 5 Thou do'st with hope refresh my drooping heart Whose help extends it selfe to all my vaines When I am safe because thou took'st my part Thy name great King I 'le sing with lofty straines PSAL. XIIII PRoud Pollicy now making Vice his minion Inly conceiu'd thus mutters his opinion And saith that feare which keeps the mind in aw Bred of the froth of melancholy braines Hath made a God and giuen him the raines Whilst whirling Chance giues all the world the law Then did Iniquity that feares no rod Wallow in sins as if there were no God And no man had a will to follow right 2 But Heauens great Lord cast down his eie to view Who would whilst
lands behind Of rightfull heires to be possest 12 The gracelesse man doth spread his net The good with cunning to ensnare And his enuenom'd tushes whet Chaf'd with despight and fretfull care 13 But God beholds this from his throne And laughes to scorne these threats so vaine For he fore-sees he soone must groane Vpon the rack of tort'ring paine 14 The wicked man doth draw his sword And bends his bow to take his marke At him who 's iust in deed and word The humble Deere in Gods owne parke 15 But his drawne sword with edge reuers'd Shall wound his master with the blow His shaft in vaine made to haue pierc'd Shall breake asunder with his bow 16 Plaine homely stuffe falne to thy lot By a faire course shall grace thee more Then all the lothed spoiles ill-got By rich men pillaging the poore 17 Extortious goods the Iudge of right Shall scatter wide and bring to dust The mountaines of these men of might And with his right hand guard the iust 18 God fosters those who harmlesse be And what they haue his grace assures Their birth-right too by his decree Beyond the date of daies endures 19 When plaguy boiles and furious armes Doe all the world with rage infest Then he whose hand is free from harmes Shall not with pining dearth be prest 20 But impious men ' gainst heauen that fight Shall perish quite without delay And vanish in the smoke so light As fat of Lambes that melt away 21 Vnrighteous men nor giue nor lend But borrow and not pay againe When frugally the lust doe spend And portions for the poore retaine 22 The Iust mans friends shall free dispose Possessions to their hopefull breed When as the seed of his proud foes Shall want a root the stock to feed 23 The Lord loues Iust men and sustaines Their steps in all the wayes of right 24 His right hand them from slips restraines And if they fall they fall not quite 25 I was a childe now aged growne Yet neuer saw in all this space The iust man left nor his haue knowne To beg their bread from place to place 26 The righteous man in time of need Vnto the poore doth lend and giue Yet leaues to them that shall succeed Enough whereby they richly liue 27 Eschew the wrong and winding waies And follow right as heauen shall guide So whilst the Sunne with golden rayes Directs the day thine shall abide 28 The Lord takes truth and right to heart And neuer honest men forsakes But they that from his wayes depart Their fruitlesse seed no rooting takes 29 The Iust man that is faire possest Of lands of goods of hoofe or horne Both he and his shall see it blest While day and night haue euen and morne 30 Wisedome and Truth doe still abide Within the lips of honest men 31 And heauens iust lawes in heart reside To keepe their feet from Errours denne 32 When impious men watch very neere To bring the iust man to his end 33 Then God who sees his cause is cleare From vniust doome will him defend 34 Hope thou in God his lawes ensue Then great in wealth and high in place Hee 'll giue thee helpe and health to view Thy foes to fall before thy face 35 I saw great men as fresh and tall As bayes that growes by 'th riuer ride Who whilst they will or would haue all Goe strouting out with swelling pride 36 I turn'd my eye and loe the shape And substance gone of all their glory Their boundlesse pow'r which naught could scape Left but their fall to tell their story 37 Behold the state and stately traine Of men vpright whose lowly mind Crown'd with content endures no paine And in old age sweet quiet find 38 But factious men for mischiefe prest Their glasse soone's run and pleasure past An end which suites with all the rest Concludes their loathed life at last 39 The iust man casts his anchor deepe Of solid Hope in heau'n aboue Which steddy doth the righteous keepe That earth nor hell can him remoue 40 The Lord giues aid to those that craue And from all harmes he sets them cleare Who him entrust with all they haue What man can doe they need not feare PSAL. XXXVIII COrrect me not Lord in thy burning ire Who mad'st and rul'st the vniuersall masse Though I deserue what Iustice may require Yet let not Fury on my Iudgement passe 2 The arrowes deepe within my entrailes sticke Which thy right hand did leuell at my heart Thy wrath so gaules my conscience so doth pricke And forc'd by them feare seizeth eu'ry part 3 That in my wounded soule no peece is free From mortall sins which so waste all within As that my bones their ioints so loosened be Haue suckt the poison of infecting sin 4 Of sin that doth ingulfe me in the maine And if my head aboue the waues but peepe Or that I doe but striue to rise againe It weighes me like a stone downe to the deepe 5 The new skinn'd skarres of my old wounds renew'd Spue out foule matter and with paine brought low 6 With anguish and long lying vglie hu'd The worst and last of ills surcharge my woe 7 The plague-fore hid within my belly boiles Nor any part without is free from paine 8 So weake am I and broken too with toiles That day and night I am enforc'd to plaine And made to yeeld vnto my pressing ills My heart doth cry and like a Lion roare 9 Thou Monarch of the world whose power all fils Know'st what my soule desires and sighes implore 10 My trembling heart and troubled mind with feare Doe beat and pant the iuice that all parts fed And vigour spent no force is left to cheare My members stricken with a palsie dead My eyes now drawing tow'rds their euening cloud 11 Neere neighbors deere friends neerer bound By deerer linke of blood me disauow'd And all cry'd faugh lothing my parts vnsound 12 But that proud crue still ready for my ill Deuising wrong with vtmost maine and might Spread their slye nets and that they hold on still And impious fraud assaid they day and night 13 14 In the meane while like him was deafe mute I stone-still stood and silence kept as one Who wanted words and reasons to confute Obiected crimes and could reply to none 15 Whose power rules all O guide me with thy grace 16 In thee my hope is fixt then let not pride With scorne insult to see my dolefull case Or foes triumph if foot but slip aside 17 I ready am thy sturdy stroaks to beare My skin swels with the markes still black and blue Rent as a plow share doth the furrowes teare So in long streakes it shewes a bloody hue 18 My sins I know deserue deserue the wound And worthily I all these plagues sustaine 19 But still my foe my cruell foe gets ground The faction too doth strength and courage gaine 20 They liue and liuing sprout and beare
waies 37 And I by thine auspicious hand Pursue my foes breake their arraies And take them when as they disband Nor do I back returne before Their daring minds are brought so low As though at first they threatned sore Their courage cool'd it was not so 38 And at my feet down let them fall That they may neuer rise againe Nor with their armes or engines all Repaire the losse that they sustaine 39 Thou through my members mak'st to flow A liuely vigour and hast steel'd My nerues with strength and do'st me show The art to march in Mars his field And me who dares come to defie 40 Thou lai'st him groueling on the ground And mak'st my foes for feare to flye And none to heare their yelling sound 41 And so of Thee if they craue aide Thou turn'st thine eare from their request 42 And as the Noth-winde hardly laide Driues to and fro and giues no rest Vnto a cloud of dust so I My foes disrankt force to retire And trample on them as they lie As in foule waies men stampe the mire 43 Me from the vulgar rout thou tak'st Free from their base and surly aw And as for my proud foes thou mak'st Me put a snaffle in their iaw To creep and crouch my grace to seek 44 Thou mak'st the Nations come from far Fame strikes a palenesse in the cheek And daunted at my name they ar 45 With words compos'd to gaine them grace Their oylye tongues do smoothly flow Nor thinke themselues safe in a place Whose strength is such as feares no foe 46 Be to the Lord rule honour praise Who shields me circled with his might Whose hand of help to health doth raise My weakned lims from Deaths neere spight 47 Who with reuenging armes in hand Makes me confound what 's lewd and ill And makes that whilst none dare withstand The people yeeld all to my will And on his word He bid me cast All feare aside of blustring warre And when the bounds of awe be past And rage doth raise a ciuill iarre 48 He guardes me from the rebell rout As in a morter pounded small He beats the plots they fetch about The filthy froth of their foule gall 46 Then to the neighb'ring cities I Will wide thy noble acts extend And sacred Sire thy praise shall flye Sung by my Muse to the worlds end 50 Who bidd'st the King rest safe and sound Nor be dismaid with crosse successe And mak'st him with worlds wealth abound And with much kindnesse do'st professe That him and his till time haue end Closs'd in thin armes thou wilt defend PSAL. XIX YOu senslesse race selfe-seeming wise Though impious errour darke your sights Yet see with eye and mind the skies Bespangled with a world of lights Hence learne his art whose hand adornes And in a vault of fiery flames His temples plac'd whose bending hornes Compasse the seas and lands wide frames 2 Where enter change of night and day By constant course doth teach below That mortall things which soone decay Not here by chance but counsell goe Where eu'ry part plac'd in due frame Sounds Gods all guarding powerfull hand 3 And whisper not but cry the same That all that heares may vnderstand 4 For in the worlds remotest parts No sauage Nation dwells so far Whose eies see not and makes their hearts Confesse the Heau'ns right guided ar Who when at night no clouds be neare Doth not bright-shining stars admire 5 Or when he sees the Sun appeare Mounting his chariot red as fire When rowsed from his Easterne bed His orient looks show bride-groome like Glittring in gold and on his head A crowne whose sparkes amazement strike Or when he gallops in his race And cuts the time in equall shares In lims and strength and fiercer pace Most Giant-like He furious fares 6 Who from the East to'h Western gole Doth passing by the oblique signes With heate giue all a quickning soule And keepes in state that none declines 7 But the due course and comely grace Of other things draw not our sight As doth his law where it takes place Guide by close raines mens mindes aright Whose promises which constant stand By light of truth confirme the mind 8 And by whose sweet sin-wounding hand More gaine than paine or losse we find And of his lawes the sacred lights Vnuaile the minds and bodies eies 9 And faith profest with holy rites Drawes awefull feare that neuer dies 10 And right and conscious truth in brasse Do keep thy statutes all enrol'd Which hony do in sweetnesse passe And better are than gems or gold 11 Engrauen in his inmost parts Thy seruant keepes them night and day And knowes that they whose faithfull hearts Preserue them shall haue full full-pay 12 His wandring waies who calls to mind What force of wit can finde them out Then purge the soiles which sin by kind A winding Serpent shedds about 13 Let not the force of surly pride Hold now the raines and rule my heart So shalt thou soone loose me fast ti'd With worst of ills bound eu'ry part 14 The words which from my tongue do flow What inlye doth my mind record Benignely heare O Thee I know My strength my Sauiour God and Lord. PSAL. XX. THough that the mad and bloudy sauage rout With sword and flame rage spoiling far and wide Yeeld not but goe more daring on and stout He 'l heare thy praiers who the round globe doth guide And as He good and milde heard in distresse Iacob when He with hands to Heau'n cri'de lowd 2 So will he thee and his wide power expresse And free thee from thy foes though ne're so proud With secret force He will giue thee full strength From out the sacred temple where he dwels Thy drooping heart He will confirme at length From Sion hill where his high power excells 3 He thy desires will blesse and keep in mind The free oblations of thy purer hand Thy offrings shall with him faire passage find Nor shall thy slaughtred beasts a minute stand Before the greedy flames on them haue fed And rais'd their bloudy colours in the skies 4 He 'l crowne thy hopes and all shall soone be sped As thou thy selfe could'st wish or best deuise 5 The Lord to vs return'd will we applaud And serue our owne God with his own due rites Each place shall thanks and to Gods name giue laud Assign'd for sacred vse gaine or delights What so with hallow'd lips we humbly craue He of his grace will giue his free consent All shall a good and happy issue haue Nor shall iust praiers fall short of their intent 6 I know nor doth my Calender deceiue The Lord his King in safety backe will guide Nor shall his hand his pow'rfull hand thee leaue When He Heauens sacred temple opens wide 7 Let Syria brag and troop her Chariot bands Arm'd with sharp siths vpon the axeltree And on her courser which on no ground stands Stamps and cornets let Persias boldnesse be
liue and dye euen as he please to will Vnder whose changelesse law all trembling lies bound to obey and his Edicts fulfill 10 Who far more wise then men professing arts Profaner men that vainer arts professe He mockes the baser births of their lewd harts And frustrate bad men of all good successe 11 But what the Author of all things propounds And keepes within the closet of his mind Whilst day and night doe tread their measur'd rounds Shall steddy stand nor alteration find 12 Ah thrice nay more then fourefold blest are those Whose patrone God takes on himselfe to be And whom he tooke peculiarly and chose To be his owne in a more neere degree 13 From the star-spangled vaults where Saints abide The Grand-Sire of the world casts downe his eye 14 And in his inmost roomes retir'd aside Beholds the cares and toiles wherein men lye 15 Who fram'd the heart and her darke angles made And knowes what lurkes in eu'ry humane brest There 's nothing hid eu'n in the darkest shade That can be kept from him or lye supprest 16 The King in vaine troops with his mustred bands To be safe-guarded and preseru'd secure The Souldier hopes in vaine with his steel'd hands Against his foe to be protected sure 17 Oft-times the Horse that ouer-runs the winde Deceiues his rider nor performes his speed 18 But God beholds Iust men of heauenly kinde With a fixte ye that still his marke doth heed 19 And doth retort the darts of daring fate And stops the iawes of hunger sharpe and fell 20 Hence comes our hope of helpe and happy state None can like him and none will guard so well 21 And hearts deuoted to his seruice He Besprinkles all with oile of ioy and brings 22 Their hopes and vowes that on him fixed be To happy end whence endlesse solace springs PSAL. XXXIV IN weale or woe what e're befall At all times I the Lord will praise My mouth with high-strain'd accents shall His praise resound and alwaies raise 2 This shall my ioy and comfort be And present ease in dire distresse The mournfull crue thus following me Shall cause their sorrow seeme the lesse 3 Thus all in one let vs pursue With praise his name and sou'raigne might 4 In dangers when I call'd he knew My voice and soone put feare to flight 5 Who heart and all to him apply With cheerfull hue their visage shines Nor shame with her cheek-staining dye Shall shew them crost in their designes 6 Behold this poore penurious wretch When he to him for aide did call He forth his sauing arme did stretch And freed him from what ill might fall 7 Who feare the Lord an Angell sent Doth guard their camps and fence them so That impious force against them bent He foiles them all leaues not a foe 8 Make proofe and you shall quickly see How far Gods bounty doth extend And know how blest they onely be Who hope and hap to him commend 9 You holy Nations serue the Lord They nothing want who him adore 10 Extortious wrongs doe not afford Their masters food when these haue store 11 Come heauens delight attend and heare Whilst I the Lords true feare relate 12 Who look'st for life from dangers cleare And for long daies in happy state 13 Refraine thy tongue from poisonous spite And keepe thy lips from cursed fraud 14 Auoid the crooked waies doe right And loue sweet rest and peace applaud 15 The Lord beholds the innocent And to their vowes lends open eare 16 His brow against the wicked bent Their names in no records appeare 17 The Lord attends the iust mans plaint And frees him from all pressing ills 18 When others with lost labour faint And hopelesse are to worke their wills And when the minde with griefes opprest Doth vnderlye the waight it beares Gods helpe at hand is still addrest And care-distracted soules vp-reares 19 What good men would blinde Chance enuies And taskes them to laborious toiles But God who guards the godly wise Abates her edge and forces foiles 20 21 And keepes the bones in their right place Vnbroken by the hands of foes When lewd men to their more disgrace By their owne sinnes worke their owne woes And he who 's not the godlies friend Shall with his house quite ruin'd fall 22 But who serues God he doth defend His life house liuelihood and all PSAL. XXXV BLest Architect who mad'st the worlds wide frame Come and protect me and my cause defend And to my foes with ignominious shame Retort the ill which they tow'rds me intend 2 3 Take with thy darts thy all-resisting shield And draw thy sword and meet my foes i' th field Say to my soule secured by mine aid Let not thy courage be appall'd with feare 4 The shamefull blush that showes a shind dismaid Be that the colour and let that appeare In my foes front and turne they soone their backe Who their blind traps prepar'd to work my wracke 5 As Boreas fierce doth whirle the dust about So let the wreakfull Angell in their flight 6 Hard at the heeles pursue this heartlesse rout Dabling in durt let then the sullen night Cloud all her lampes that frighted with her frowne The wreakfull Angell then may ding them downe 7 For since they sought by their lewd luring traines To take me in their nets who meant but good And digg'd a pit in th' Earths deepe hollow veines 8 Snar'd be they in the nets laid for my blood And where my death was threatned in that pit Headlong fall they and blindfold lye in it 9 In the meane time my heart shall leape withall All sweet delight infus'd My mind now free By grant of grace from harmes that might befall Shall praise the Lord whence comfort comes to me 10 And all the senses that expresse the mind Shall cry and say None like our God we find Who guards the poore from violence of those That presse them down with their huge waight of pride And whose reuenging hand keepes off the blowes That would confound were he not on their side 11 Conspiring Calumny doth spit her spite And of foule crimes me guiltlesse doth endite 12 They feigne flagitious facts which I ne're knew To bring my soule vnto a shamefull end What I did well with malice they pursue And breake their sleepes whilst they my death intend 13 Whilst pois'nous griefe burnes like a plaguy sore And eats their intrails in ill case before I in a sable hue and mourning weed Deform'd and worne scourg'd with pale famines rod Groueling on ground eyes hand and heart agree'd With teares and humble sute t' appease my God 14 So friend for friend so brother mourns for brother So sons bedew with teares their deare dead mother 15 If Fortune toucht me with her heauy hand They flock and ioy at my supposed ills The rascall rout when I thinke nothing band To worke on me their proud and spitefull wills 16 Base Parasites and all the babling crue Whet