his bestows And crownes their eyes with sweet repose Increasing sons his Heritage Renew their age The pledges of their fruitfull love Given from above As formidable to the Foe As Arrows from a Giants bow He is belov'd of God and blest Above the rest Whose Quivers with such Shafts abound By men renown'd Nor shall his adversary dread VVhen they at the Tribunall plead PSALME CXXVIII As the 15. HAppy he who God obeys Nor from his direction straies Thou shalt of thy labours feed All shall to thy wish succeed Like a faire and fruitfull Vine By thy House thy Wife shall joyne Sons obedient to command Shall about thy Table stand Like greene plants of Olives set By the moistning rivulet He who feares the Power above Thus shall prosper in his love God shall thee from Sion blesse Thou shalt joy in the successe VVhich the Lord will Salem give While thou hast a day to live Thou shalt see our Israels peace And thy childrens large increase PSALME CXXIX As the cxi OFt from my early youth have they Afflicted me may Israel say Oft from my early youth assaild As oft have their endeavours fail'd My backe with long deepe furrowes wound As Plow-shares teare the patient ground The ever Just hath broke their bands And sav'd me from their cruell hands Let Sions Foes with infamy Be clothed and untimely die Be they like Corne on Houses tops Which Reapers sickle never crops Nor Binder in his bosome beares But withers still before it eares No Travailer their labours blesse Nor say We wish you good successe PSALME CXXX As the 10. OVT of the horrour of the Deepe Where feare and sorrow never sleepe To thee my cries In sighes arise Lord from despaire thy servant keepe O lend a gracious eare And my petitions heare For if thou should'st our sinnes observe And punish us as we deserve Not one of all But then must fall Since all from their obedience swerve Yet art not thou severe That we thy Name might feare Thy mercies our mis-deeds transcend My hopes upon thy Truth depend Disconsolate On thee I waite As weary Centinels attend The chearefull Morns uprise With long-expecting eyes O you that are of Jacobs Race In him your Hopes and Comforts place His praises sing The living Spring Of Mercy and redundant Grace For he will Israel Redeeme from Sin and Hell PSALME CXXXI As the 32. THou Lord my witnesse art I am not proud of heart Nor looke with lofty eyes None envy nor despise Nor to vaine pomp apply My thoughts nor sore too high But in behaviour mild And as a tender child Wean'd from his Mothers brest On thee alone I rest O Israel adore The Lord for evermore Be He the onely scope Of thy unfainting hope PSALME CXXXII As the 72. REmember David Lord remember Thou His Troubles thy Redemptions and the Vow He to the mighty God of Jacob made Bound by an Oath and in these words convay'd No Roofe shall cover me nor sweet repose Refresh my Limbs or sleepe my eye-lids close Till I have found a place for his Abode Even for the Temple of the living God The Arke we heard in Ephrata long stood And found it in the valley cloth'd with Wood. We will into thy Tabernacle goe And there our selves before thy Foot-stoole throw Ascend to thy eternall Rest at length Thou and the Arke of thy admired strength O let thy Priests be cloth'd with sanctitie And all thy Saints sing with triumphant joy For Davids sake receive into thy Grace From thy Anointed never turne thy Face For thus thou swor'st who never wilt forget Thy Son shall long possesse thy royall Seat And if thy Children my commands observe Nor from the rules of my prescription swerve Their Off-spring shall the Hebrew Scepter sway Even while the Sun illuminates the Day For Sion I have chosen Sion great In my affections my eternall Seat I will abundantly increase her store And with the flower of Wheat susteine her poore Her Priests shall blessings to her People bring Her joyfull Saints in sacred measures sing There shall the Horne of David freshly sprout Their lamp of glory never shall burne out His Diadem shall flourish on his head But Nets of shame his Foes shall over-spread PSALME CXXXIII As the cxi O Blest estate blest from above When Brethren joyne in mutuall love 'T is like the precious Odors shed On consecrated Aarons head Which trickled from his Beard and Breast Downe to the bordes of his Vest 'T is like the pearles of Dew that drop On Hermons ever-fragrant top Or which the smiling Heavens distill On happy Sions sacred Hill For God hath there his favours plac't And joy which shall for ever last PSALME CXXXIV As the 47. YOu who the Lord adore And at his Altar wait VVho keepe your watch before The threshold of his Gate His praises sing By silent Night Till cheerefull light I'th'Orient spring Your hands devoutly raise To his divine Recesse The Worlds Creator praise And thus the People blesse The God of Love From Sions Towers To you and yours Propitious prove PSALME CXXXV As the 72. O You who Ephods weare and Incense fling On sacred flames Jehovah's praises sing You who his Temple guard O celebrate His glorious Name his noble Acts relate How great a joy with such sincere delight To crowne the Day and entertaine the Night For Israel is his choice and Jacobs Race His treasure and the object of his Grace In power how infinite how much before Those mortall gods whom franticke men adore All on his Will depend all homage owe In Heaven in Earth and in the Depths below At his command exhaled Vapors rise And in condensed clouds obscure the Skies From thence in showres He horrid Lightning flings And from their Caves the strugling Tempests brings He the first-borne of Men and Cattell slew Fresh streams of bloud the Towns and Plains imbrew Th' inhabitants that drinke of Nilus floud At his confounding Wonders trembling stood Part. 2 Great Princes who excell'd in fortitude And mighty Nations by his power subdu'd Strong Sihon whom the Amorites obey'd And strenuous Og who Bashans Scepter sway'd With all the Kingdomes of the Cananites Who to the Conquerours resigne their rights To whom he their dismantled Cities grants And in those fruitfull fields his Hebrews plants Thy Name shall last unto eternity And thy immortall Fame shall never die Thou dost thy Servant pardon and protect Advance the Humble and the Proud deject Those helplesse gods ador'd in forraign Lands Are Gold and Silver wrought by humane hands Blind Eyes have they deafe Eares still silent Tongues Nor breath exhale from their unactive lungs VVho made resemble them and such are those VVho in such senselesse stocks their hopes repose O praise the Lord you who from Israel spring His Praises O you Sons of Aaron sing You of the House of Levi praise his Name All you who God adore his Praise proclaime From Sion praise the onely Good and Great Who in
happy from their birth His House with riches shall abound His truth with endlesse honour crown'd To him in darknesse light ascends Mild gracious just in all his ends His bounty for the poore provides Discretion all his actions guides No violence shall cast him downe No time deface his just renowne Nor rumours shake his confidence The Lord his Hope and strong Defence Confirm'd in fearelesse fortitude Till he have all his Foes subdu'd He the necessitated feeds The honour of his vertuous Deeds Shall live in sacred memory His Glories shall ascend on high Th'unjust inrag'd their teeth shall grin'd And languish with the griefe of mind Pale envy shall their flesh consume And all their hopes convert to fume PSALME CXIII As the cxi Hallelu-jah O You who serve the living Lord Due praises to his Name afford Now and for ever celebrate Let all his noble Acts relate Even from the purple Morn's uprise To where the Evening flecks the Skies All power to his Dominion bends His Glory the bright Stars transcends What God can be compar'd with ours VVho Thron'd in Heavens superiour towres Submits himselfe to guide and move All that is done in Heaven above And from that height vouchsafes to throw His eyes on us who creepe below The poore he raiseth from the Dust Even from the Dunghill lifts the Just Whom he to height of honour brings And sets him in the Thrones of Kings He fructifies the barren Wombe The Childlesse Mothers now become Hallelu-jah PSALME CXIV As the cxi VVHen Israel left th' Egyptian Land Freed from a tyrannous command God his owne People sanctifi'd And he himselfe became their Guide Th' amazed Seas this seeing fled And Jordan shrunke into his Head The cloudy Mountaines skipt like Rams The little Hils like frisking Lambs Recoyling Seas what caus'd your dread Why Jordan shrunk'st thou to thy Head Why Mountaines did you skip like Rams And why you little Hils like Lambs Earth tremble thou before his Face Before the God of Jacobs Race VVho turn'd hard Rocks into a Lake VVhen Springs from flinty intrailes brake PSALME CXV As the 9. VVE nothing can of merit clame Not for our sakes thy aide afford But for the honour of thy Name Thy Mercy and unfailing VVord VVhy should th' insulting Heathen cry VVher 's now the God they vainly praise Our Lord inthron'd above the Skie All underneath at pleasure swaies Their Gods but Gold and silver be Made by a fraile Artificer For they have eyes that cannot see Dumbe mouthes and eares that cannot heare Fooles on their Altars incense throw VVho nothing smell their Feet are bound Nor have they power to moove or goe Their throats give passage to no sound Their hands can neither give nor take Unapt to punish or defend As senselesse they who Idols make Part. 2 Or to their carved Statues bend Your hopes on God O Israel place He is your Helpe and strong Defence Be he you Priests of Aarons Race The object of your confidence In him all you that feare him trust He shall protect you in distresse The Lord is of his Promise just And will his faithfull Servants blesse The House of chosen Israel And Aarons holy Family The poore and who in power excell That love and on his aide relye They shall a mighty People grow Their Children happy from their birth He will increase of gifts bestow VVhose hands created Heaven and Earth He in the Heaven of Heavens resides And over all his Creatures reignes Among the sonnes of men divides The Earth and all that Earth containes VVho sleepe within the vaults of Death No Offerings to his Altars bring O praise his Name while we have breath And loudly Halelu-jah sing PSALME CXVI As the 4. MY Soule intirely shall affect The Lord whose eares my grones respect In misery He heard thy cry To him thy Prayers direct Sorrows of Death my Soule assail'd The greedy jawes of Hell prevail'd Deprest with griefe When all reliefe And humane pitty fail'd I cri'd My God O looke on me Thou ever Just th' afflicted free O from the Grave Thy Servant save For mercy lives in thee The Innocent and long distrest The humble minde by wrongs opprest Thy Favour still Preserves from ill My Soule then take thy rest God staid my feet and dry'd my teares Redeem'd from Death and deadly feares That still I might Walke in his sight And number many yeares Part. 2 Thus with a firme beliefe I prai'd Yet in extreames of trouble said All on the Earth Of mortall birth Even all of Lies are made VVhat shall I unto God restore For all his Mercies Fall before His holy Throne And him alone With sacred Rites adore I will performe my Vowes this day VVhere they frequent who God obey Right precious is The Death of His He sees and will repay Lord I am thine thy Hand-maids Seed By Thee from raging Tyrants freed My Prayers shall rise In Sacrifice My thanks thy Altar feed I will performe my Vowes this day Where thy frequent who God obey Even in his Court Within thy Fort Renowned Solyma PSALME CXVII As the 47. YOu Nations of the Earth Our great Preserver praise All you of humane birth To Heaven his Glory raise Whose Mercy hath No end nor bound His Promise crown'd VVith constant Faith PSALME CXVIII As the cxi PRaise our good God that King of kings From whom eternall Mercy springs Let Israel let Aarons Race Let all that flourish in his Grace Confesse that from the King of kings Eternity of Mercie springs He in my trouble heard my Prayers And freed me from their deadly snares He fights my Battailes then how can I feare the Power of feeble Man Assists my Friends my Enemies Shall with their slaughter feast mine eyes Farre better to have Confidence In God then trust to mans Defence On him much safer to relie Then on the strength of Monarchy The Nations all at once assail'd But by his Aid my Sword prevail'd Their Armies had beset me round I with their Bodies strew'd the ground Though they like Bees about me swarme His holy Name and pow'rfull Arme Shall soone consume their numerous powers As Fire the crackling Thorne devoures Part. 2 Mad men his Fall you seeke in vaine VVhom great Jehovah's Hands sustaine He is my Strength his Praise my Song By him preserv'd from powerfull Wrong Our Tents with publike Joy shall ring The Just of their Deliverance sing He with his owne Right hand hath fought His owne Right hand hath Wonders wrought I shall not die but live to praise The Lord who hath prolong'd my Daies He with his Scourge my Sin corrects Yet from the Darts of Death protects You to his Service sanctifi'd The Temple Doores set open wide That I may enter in his Name And celebrate his glorious Fame Those are the Doores at which all they Shall enter who his Will obey His Praise with Hymnes immortallize My Saviour who hath heard my Cries Part. 3 That Stone the Builders from them cast Is
beg our bread with stretcht-out hands Our Fathers who transgrest in Death remaine And we the pressure of their sins sustaine Who were our vassals now our Soveraignes are And none survive to comfort our despaire With perill of our lives we seeke our food The sword in pathlesse Deserts thirsts for blood While Stormes of Famine mutiny within And like a furnace tan the saplesse skin In Judah's Cities Virgins they deflowre In Sion ravisht wives their wrongs deplore They crucifie our Princes in their rage Nor honour the aspect of reverend Age. Our Youth enforce to grind with lashes gall And Boyes beneath their cruell Burthens fall No Judge on high Tribunals now appeares No Musick drawes our Soules into our Eares Joy from our broken hearts exiled flyes Our mirth is chang'd to mourning Elegies The crowne from our ecclipsed Browes is torne By all except thy punishments forlorne Woe to our Sins for these we waste our yeares In Servitude We drowne our Eyes with teares For thee deserted Sion Foxes dwell Among thy ruines who our woes can tell Yet Lord thou ever liv'st Thy Throne shall last When funerall Flames the World to Cinders waste O why hast thou so long forgot thine owne Wilt thou forsake us as if never knowne O call us back that we thy face may view Those happy Dayes we once enjoy'd renew But thou hast cast us off to tread the path Of Exile made the Object of thy wrath A PARAPHRASE VPON THE SONGS COLLECTED OVT OF THE OLD AND NEW TESTAMENTS EXODVS 15. As the 8. Psalme THE Praise of our triumphant King And of his Victory we sing Who in the Seas with horrid force O'rethrew the Rider and his Horse My Strength my God my Argument My Fathers God hath safety sent To him will I a Mansion raise There celebrate his glorious Praise His Sword hath won eternall fame And great Jehovah is his Name Lo Pharaoh's Chariots his proud Hoast Are in the swallowing Billowes lost God in the fathomlesse Profound Hath all his choice Commanders drown'd Downe sunk they like a falling stone By raging Whirl-pits ovethrowne Thy pow'rfull Hand these VVonders wrought Our Foes by Thee to ruine brought Thou all that durst against thee fight Hast crusht by thy prevailing Might Thy VVrath thy Foes to Cinders turnes As Fire the Sun-dri'd Stubble burnes Part 2 Blowne by thy Nostrils breath the Floud In heaps like solid Mountains stood The Seas divided Heart congeal'd Her sandy Bottom first reveal'd Pursue o're take th' Aegyptians cry'd Let us their wealthy Spoile divide Our Sword these Fugitives destroy And with their Slaughter feast our Joy Thou blew'st those Hils their Billowes spread In mightie Seas they sunke like Lead What God is like our God! so high So excellent in Sanctitie Whose glorious Praise such terror breeds So wonderfull in all thy Deeds Thy Hand out-stretcht the closing VVomb Of VVaves gave all his Host one Tomb. But us who have thy Mercy try'd In our Redemption thou wilt guide Guide by thy Power till we possesse The Mansion of thy Holinesse Part. 3 Our Foes shall this with terrour heare Sad Palaestine grow pale with feare Those who the Edomites command And Moabs Chiefs shall trembling stand The Hearts of Canaan melt away Like Snow before the Suns bright Ray. Horror shall seize on all not one But stand like Statues cut in Stone Vntill thy People passe even those VVhom thou hast ransom'd from their Foes Thou shalt conduct and plant them where Thy fruitfull Hils their Shoulders reare By thy Election dignifi'd VVhere thou for ever shalt abide Thy Reigne eternall King shall last VVhen Heaven and Earth in vapours waste While Pharaoh's Chariots and his Horse 'Twixt walls of Seas their way inforce Thy Hand reduc'd th'obedient Waves VVhich clos'd them in their rowling Graves But Israel through the bottome sand Securely past as on dry Land DEVTERONOMY XXXII As the 1. Psalme LEND O you Heavens unto my voyce an eare And thou O Earth what I shall utter heare My words shall fall like Deaw like April showers On tender Herbs and new-disclosed Flowers VVhile I the Goodnesse of our God proclaime O celebrate his great and glorious Name Our Rocke whose VVorks are perfect Justice leads And equall Judgement walks the VVay he treads In him unstain'd Sincerity excels The God of Truth in whom no falshood dwels But you are all corrupt perverse nor beare Those Marks about you which his Children weare O fooles depriv'd of intellectuall Light Doe you your great Preserver thus requite Your Father He who made you did select From all the World and with his Beauty deck'd Remember aske the Ancient They will tell What in old times and Ages past befell VVhen the most High did distribute the Earth VVith liberall hand to all of humane birth VVhen yet you were not He according to Your numerous Race design'd a Seat for you Part. 2 His People are his Portion Jacobis Th' Inheritance alone reserv'd for His. He when he wandred through a desert land And in a horrid Wildernesse of sand Conducted taught him his high Mysteries And kept him as the Apples of his Eyes As the old Eagle on her Ayery spreads Her fostring Plumes renewes their downy beds Feeds traines them for the flight subdues their feares And on her soaring wings her Eaglets beares So he sustein'd So led him He alone No stranger-Gods to Israel then were knowne Whom like a Horse the towring Mountaines bore That those rich fields might feast him with their store With Honey the hard Rocks supply'd his want And pure Oyle dril'd from cliffes of Adamant Him with the Milke of Ewes with Butter fed With fat of Lambs and Rams in Bashan bred With flesh of Goats with Wheats pure Kernels fill'd And dranke the Bloud which from the Grape distill'd Part. 3 But Jesurun grew fat kickt like a Horse Full of high feeding and untamed force Forsooke his God who made sustein'd adorn'd And that strong Rocke of his Salvation scorn'd VVith barbarous Gods and execrable Rites His Jealousie and Wrath at once excites To Divels they profanely sacrific'd Gods made with hands before their Maker priz'd Gods brought from forraigne Nations strange and new Gods which their Ancestors nor fear'd nor knew Their Father their firme Rocke remembred not And Him who had created them forgot This having seene with burning eyes the Lord His Daughters and degenerate Sons abhor'd Said from these Rebels I will hide my face And see the end of this unfaithfull Race Since they with Gods that are but Gods in Name My Soule with so great Jelousie inflame And through their vanities my wrath incense I by the like will punish their offence Their Glory to an unknowne Nation grant And in their roome a foolish People plant Part. 4 A fire is kindled in my wrath which shall Even in the depth of Hell devoure them all Polluted Earth with her productions burne And ayery Mountaines into ashes turne One misery another shall invite And all my arrowes in