They to their sinnes rebellion adde who jest At their Instructors and with God contest Chap. 35 These Arguments thus urg'd the zealous youth Proceeds and aid Art thou inform'd by truth That dar'st preferre thine owne integritie As if more just then he who sits on high And say ô I am innocent in vaine Have to no end preserv'd my life from staine Now give me leave to answer thee and those Who Gods all-guiding Providence oppose O Iob from Heaven to Earth erect thine eyes Behold the vaste extension of the skies The sayling Clouds by Exhalations fed How farre are these advanc'd above thy head Can thy accumulated vices reach Yet higher and his Happinesse impeach What can thy Righteousnesse to him bequeath Can God a Benefit from Man receive Although thy Sinne a Mortall may destroy Thy Justice succour and confirme his joy Those whom too-powerfull Insolence oppresse Weepe-out their eyes and howle in their distresse None cry where is my God! who all our wrongs Will vindicate and turne our sighes to Songs Enobles with an Intellectuall Soule More rationall then beast more wise then fowle None shall the others sufferings regard The eares of Pittie by their vices barr'd For God will not relieve th'unpenitent Nor to the prayer 's of wicked Soules consent Much lesse to his who sayes I never more Shall see his face nor he my Joyes restore Let no such desperate thoughts thy soule infect But calmely suffer and his grace expect In both to blame Though thou his wrath incense Thy punishment is lesse then thy offence Judge you how undiscreetly Iob complaines And by extolling his owne Justice staines Chap. 36 A little longer suffer me while I Proceed in this Divine Apology And from a far-remov'd Originall His Judgements vindicate who made us all No Fucus nor vaine supplement of Art Shall falsifie the Language of my Heart He who is perfect and abhors untruth With heavenly Influence inspires my youth For the Omnipotent is onely wise Nor will the great in Power the weake despise His Hands the poore from violence defend While Sin-defiled Soules to Hell descend Beholds the just with Eyes that ever wake With Princes ranck't whose thrones no Tempests shake Or if their vices cast them to the ground If in the fetters of affliction bound He to their trembling Consciences displayes Their former lives and errours of their wayes Then opens wide the porches of their eares And their long vailed eyes from darknesse cleares That they themselves may see instructions heare Returne from Sin and their Creator feare They shall their happy Dayes in pleasure spend And full of yeares in peace their progresse end But if they disobey the Sword shall shed Their guilty blood and mix them with the Dead For the Deluder hastens his owne fall Nor will in trouble on the Almightie call Who on the Beds of sinne supinely lye They in the Summer of their age shall die God will the penitent to Grace restore Taught by affliction to offend no more So from these fearefull straights would thee have led Inlarg'd thy passage and with marrow fed But thou through wicked Counsels hast rebell'd And therefore justly by his Judgements held O feare his wrath should'st thou be swept away Not Mines of Treasure could thy Ransome pay Cares he for wealth Though Gold on Earth command No Gold or force can free thee from his hand Let not thy desperat soule desire that Night Which from the living takes the last of Light Nor by the guide of sorrow blindly erre And Death before due Chastisements preferre Lo he his truth exalts who so compleat As he in Power whose Knowledge is so great Who can to him prescribe a Path or say Thy Judgements from the tract of Justice stray O rather praise the workes his hands have wrought By all beheld with Admiration fraught His Glory but in part to man appeares Who knowes him or the number of his yeares He the congealed vapors melts againe Extenuated into drops of Raine VVhich on the thirstie Earth in showers distill And all that life possesse with plenty fill VVho can the extension of his Clouds explore Or tell how they in their collisions roare Guilt with the flashes of their horrid light Yet darken all below with their owne Night Judgement and bountie each from hence proceeds With these his Creatures punisheth and feeds With these the Beautie of the Day immures And all the Ornaments of Heaven obscures Forthwith aeriall Tumults wound the Eare Whose heat and cold the Clouds asunder teare Chap. 37 O how they terrifie my panting heart Ready to breake my fivers and depart Hearke how his thunder from their entrailes breakes The voyce of God when he in fury speakes Which roles in globes of pitch below the skies To Earths extent his winged lightning flies Pursu'de by hideous fragors though before The flames descend they in their breaches roare His farre-resounding voyce reports his ire His Indignation flowes in streames of fire O who can apprehend his excellence Whose wonders passe the reach of humane sense He gives the winters Snow her aërie birth And bids her virgin fleeces cloth the Earth Now he her face renew's with fruitfull showres Now Cataracts upon her bosome powres VVhose falling spouts the Hands of Labour tie VVhen Swaines for shelter to their houses flye Yet on their former toyle reflect their care Then salvage Beasts to their darke dennes repaire Loud Tempests from the Cloudie South breake forth And cold out of the Cloud-repelling North. The fields with rigid frost grow stiffe and gray The rivers solid and forget their way Sad clouds with frequent teares themselves impaire And those that shone with lightning fleet to ayre At his obey'd decree returne againe T' afflict the Earth or comfort it with raine Thus Judgement and sweet Mercy which depend Upon his beck to men in Clouds descend This heare ô Job with silence fixed stand Review the wonders of his mighty Hand Know'st thou how God collects the must'red Clouds How in their darknesse he his lightning shrouds How by him ballanc'd in the weightlesse Aire Canst thou the wisedome of his workes declare Or know'st thou how thy Garments warmer grow VVhen dropping Southerne gales begin to blow Wer 't thou then present when his hands displaid The firmament of liquid Chrystall made If so instruct what we to God should say Who in so darke a night have lost our way What can we urge that is to him unknowne Or who contend and not be overthrowne Who on the Sunne can gaze with constant eyes When purging winds from vapors cleare the skies And Northerne gales his shining face unfold Much lesse the Majestie of God behold O how inscrutable his equitie Twins with his Power Will he the Just destroy For this to be ador'd yet cannot find Among the Sonnes of men a prudent mind Chap. 38 Then from a Globe of curling Clouds which brake Into a radiant flame Jehova spake What Mortall thus through ignorance profanes My darkned counsels
whom his VVisdome did create Through his large Empire celebrate His glorious Name with sweet accord Joyne thou my Soule to praise the Lord. PSALME CIV As the 72. MY ravisht Soule great God thy praises sings VVhom Glory circles with her radiant VVings And Majesty invests then Day more bright Cloth'd with the beames of new-created Light He like an all-infolding Canopy Fram'd the vast concave of the spangled Skie And in the Aire-embraced Waters set The Basis of his hanging Cabinet VVho on the Clouds as on a Chariot rides And with a reine the flying Tempest guides Bright Angels his attendant Spirits made By flame-dispersing Seraphims obey'd The ever-fixed Earth cloth'd with the Floud In whose calme bosome unseene Mountains stood At his rebuke it shrunke with sudden dread And from his voices Thunder swiftly fled Then Hils their late concealed Heads extend And sinking Valleies to their Feet descend The trembling VVaters through their bottomes winde Till they the Sea their Nurse and Mother finde He to the swelling Waves prescribes a bound Lest Earth againe should by their rage be drown'd Springs through the pleasant Medows powre their drils VVhich Snake-like glide betweene the bordring Hils Till they to Rivers grow where beasts of prey Their thirst asswage and such as man obey Part. 2 In neighbouring Groves the Ayr 's Musicians sing And with their Musicke entertaine the Spring He from coelestiall Casements showres distills And with renew'd increase his Creatures fills He makes the food-full Earth her fruit produce For Cattell grasse and Herbs for humane use The spreading Vine long purple clusters bears VVhose juyce the hearts of pensive Mortals chears Fat Olives smooth our browes with suppling Oyle And strengthning Corne rewards the Reapers toile His Fruit affording trees with sap abound The Lord hath Lebanon with Cedars crown'd They to the warbling Birds a shelter yield And wandring Storks in lofty Fir-trees build Wild Goats to craggy Cliffs for refuge flie And Conies in the Rocks darke entrails lie He guides the changing Moones alternate face The Suns diurnall and his annuall Race T' was he that made the all-informing Light And with darke shadowes cloths the aged Night Then Beasts of prey breake from their Mountaine Caves The roring Lion pinch't with hunger craves Food from his hand But when Heavens greatest Fire Obscures the Stars they to their dens retire Men with the Morning rise to labour prest Toile all the Day at Night returne to rest Part. 3 Great God! how manifold how infinite Are all thy works with what a cleere fore-sight Didst thou create and multiply their birth Thy riches fill the far extended Earth The ample Sea in whose unfathom'd Deep Innumerable sorts of Creatures creep Bright-scaled Fishes in her Entrailes glide And high-built Ships upon her bosome ride About whose sides the crooked Dolphin playes And monstrous Whales huge spouts of water raise All on the Land or in the Ocean bred On Thee depend in their due season fed They gather what thy bounteous Hands bestow And in the Summer of thy Favour grow When thou contract'st thy clouded Brows they mourn And dying to their former dust return Againe created by thy quickning breath To resupply the Massacres of Death No Tract of Time his Glory shall destroy He in th' Obedience of his Works shall joy But when their wild revolts his Wrath provoke Earth trembles and the aery Mountains smoke I all my life will my Creator praise And to his Service dedicate my Daies May he accept the Musicke of my Voice While I with sacred Harmony rejoyce Hence you profane who in your Sins delight God shall extirp and cast you from his Sight My Soule blesse thou this all-commanding King You Saints and Angels Hallelu-jah sing PSALME CV As the 72. TO God O pay your vowes invoke his Name And to the VVorld his noble Acts proclaime O sing his praises in immortall Verse And his stupendious Miracles rehearse You Saints rejoyce and glory in his Grace His power adore for ever seeke his Face Old Abrahams Seed you Sons of the Elect You Israelites O you who God affect Report the Wonders by his finger wrought VVhen in your cause th' inferiour creatures fought Jehovah rules the many-peopled Earth His judgement knowne to all of humane birth He never will forget his Promise past His Covenants inviolable last VVhich he to faithfull Abraham made before And after to the holy Isaac swore To Jacob sign'd confirm'd to Israel That their large Off-spring should in Canaan dwell VVhen they but few in number wandered In unknowne Regions and their Cattell fed He did their lives from violence protect And for their sakes even mighty Princes checkt Touch not said he my Anointed feare to wrong Those sacred Prophets who to Me belong Part. 2 VVhen raging Famine in these Climats reign'd He broke the Staffe of Bread which life sustain'd But Joseph sent before them sold to save His Brethren by whose envy made a slave There for th'Accusers guilt in prison throwne With galling fetters bound for crimes unknowne Tri'd with affliction at the time decreed At once by Pharaoh both advanc'd and freed He of his houshold gave him the command And made him Ruler over all his Land His Princes to his government Subjects The prudent Youth grave Senators directs Then aged Jacob into Egypt came And sojourn'd in the fruitfull Fields of Ham. God in that Land his people multipli'd Their Foes which now their greater strength envi'd Hate what they feare he alienates their hearts To seeke their ruine by deceitfull Arts. Then Moses on a sacred Embassie Part. 3 And Aaron sent th'Elect of the most High There wrought his dreadfull Wonders from the I le Of Sea-girt Pharo's to the Fals of Nile He bade Cimmerian darknesse dim the Day Th' assembled Vapours his commands obey He their seven chanel'd VVaters turn'd to Bloud The Fishes strangled intheir native Floud Frogs from the slimy Earth in Millions spring And skip about the Chambers of the King All parts with swarms of noisome Flies abound And Lice like quickned dust crawle on the ground He storms of killing Haile for Showers bestowes And from the breaking clouds his lightning throws Blasts all the Vines and Fig-trees in the Land The VVoods with Tempests torne or naked stand Innumerable Locusts these succeed And Caterpillars on their leavings feed They bite the tender Herbe the bud and flower And all the virdure of the Earth devoure Their Strength the First-borne slew which fill'd their eares VVith Female screeches and their hearts with feares Part. 4 Then He the Hebrews out of Goshen brought In able health with Gold and Silver fraught Th' inhabitants whose teares augment the Nile At their departure Joy and Feare exile A Cloud to shade them from the Sun was spread And Nightly by a flaming Pillar led At their request he sends them showres of Quailes And Bread from Heaven like Coriander hailes Cleaves the hard Rocks from whence a Fountaine flowes And unknowne Rivers to those
Prisoners chaines To the blind restores his sight Reares who fall by wicked might Righteousnesse his Soule affects Friendlesse Strangers he protects Widdowes and the Fatherlesse Those confounds who these oppresse Zion God thy God shall raigne While the Poles their Orbs sustaine Halelu-jah PSALME CXLVII As the CXI IEhovah praise with one consent How comely sweet how excellent To sing our great Creators praise Whose hands late ruin'd Salem raise Collecting scattered Israel That they in their owne Townes may dwell He cures the sorrowes of our minds Our wounds imbalmes and softly binds He numbers Heavens bright-sparkling Flames And calls them by their severall Names Great is our God and great in might His knowledge O most infinite The Humble unto Thrones erects The Insolent to Earth dejects Present your thanks to our great King On solemne Harps his Praises sing Who Heaven with gloomy Vapors hides And timely Raine for Earth provides With grasse he cloths the pregnant Hils And hungry beasts with Herbage fils He feeds the Ravens croaking brood Left by the Old that cry for food Part. 2 He cares not for the strength of Horse Nor mans strong limbs and matchlesse force But those affects who in his Path Their feet direct with constant Faith O Solyma Jehovah praise To God thy Voice O Sion raise Who hath thy City fortify'd Thy streets with Citizens supply'd Firme peace in all thy borders set And fed thee with the flowre of Wheat He sends forth his Commands which flie More swift then Lightning through the Skie The Snow-like VVooll on Mountains spreads And hoary Frosts like Ashes sheds While solid Flouds their course refraine VVhat Mortall can his cold sustain At this Command by Wind and Sun Dissolv'd th'unfetter'd Rivers run His Lawes to Jacob he hath showne His Judgements are to Israel knowne Not so with other Nations deales From whom his Statutes he conceales PSALME CXLVIII As the 29. Halelu-jah YOu who dwell above the Skies Free from humane miseries You whom highest Heaven imbowres Praise the Lord with all your powers Angels your cleare Voices raise Him you Heavenly Armies praise Sun and Moone with borrow'd light All you sparkling Eyes of Night Waters hanging in the aire Heaven of Heavens his Praise declare His deserved Praise record His who made you by his Word Made you evermore to last Set you bounds not to be past Let the Earth his Praise resound Monstrous Whales and Seas profound Vapors Lightning Haile and Snow Stormes which when he bids them blow Flowry Hils and Mountains high Cedars neighbours to the Skie Trees that fruit in season yield All the Cattell of the Field Salvage beasts all creeping things All that cut the Aire with wings You who awfull Scepters sway You inured to obey Princes Judges of the Earth All of high and humble birth Youths and Virgins flourishing In the beauty of your spring You who bow with Ages weight You who were but borne of late Praise his Name with one consent O how great how excellent Then the Earth profounder farre Higher then the highest Starre He will his to honour raise You his Saints resound his Praise You who are of Jacobs Race And united to his Grace Halelu-jah PSALME CXLIX As the 29. TO the God whom we adore Sing a Song unsung before His immortall Praise reherse Where his Holy Saints converse Israel O thou his Choice In thy Makers Praise rejoyce Zions Sons rejoyce and sing To the Honour of your King In the Dance his Praise resound Strike the Harp let Timbrels sound God in Goodnesse infinite In his People takes delight God with safety will adorne Those whom men afflict with scorne Let his Saints in glory joy Sing as in their Beds they lie Highly praise the living Lord Arm'd with their two-edged Sword All the Heathen to confound And the Nations bordering round Binding all their Kings with cords Fettring their captived Lords That they in divine pursuit May his judgements execute As 't is writ such Honour shall Unto all his Saints befall Halelu-jah PSALME CL. As the 29. Halelu-jah PRaise the Lord inthron'd on high Praise him in his Sanctitie Praise him for his mighty Deeds Praise him who in Power exceeds Praise with Trumpets pierce the Skies Praise with Harps and Psalteries Praise with Timbrels Organs Flutes Praise with Violins and Lutes Praise with silver Cymbals sing Praise on those which loudly ring Angels all of humane birth Praise the Lord of Heaven and Earth Halelu-jah A PARAPHRASE VPON ECCLESIASTES Chap. 1 THis Sermon the much-knowing Preacher made King Davids Sonne who Judah's Scepter swai'd O restlesse vanitie of Vanities All is but vanitie the Preacher cries What profit have we by our Labors won Of all beneath the Circuit of the Sun The Earth is fix't we fleeting as one Age Departs another enters on the Stage The setting Sunne resignes his Throne to Night Then hastens to restore the morning Light The Winde flyes to the South shifts to the North And wheeles about to where it first brake forth All Rivers run into th' insatiate Maine From thence to their old Fountaines creepe againe Incessantly all toyle The searching Minde The Eye and Eare no satisfaction finde What is hath beene what hath beene shall ensue And nothing underneath the Sun is new Of what can it be truely said Behold This never was The same hath beene of old For former Ages we remember not And what is now will be in time forgot Lo I the Preacher King of Israel Who in abilitie and power excell In wisedomes search apply'd my Industrie To know what ever was beneath the skie For God this toile on Mans ambition layes To travell in so intricate a Maze I all their workes have seene all are but vaine Conceiv'd with sorrow and brought forth with paine The crooked never can be rectifi'd Nor the defective numbred or supply'd Thus in my Heart I said Thou art arriv'd At Honors hight more wisedome hast achev'd Then all that liv'd in Solyma before Thy Knowledge Judgement and Experience more As wisedome so I folly did pursue And madnesse try'de these were vexations too Much wisedome great anxieties infest And griefe of Minde by Knowledge is increast Chap. 2 I said in my owne Heart Goe on and prove What Mirth can do tast the delights of Love In Pleasures change thy carelesse Houres imploy This also was a false and emptie Joy Avaunt said I O Laughter thou art mad Vaine Mirth what canst thou to contentment adde Then sought the cares of Study to decline With liberall feasts and flowing Bowles of Wine With all my wisedome exercis'd to try If she at length with folly could comply And to discover that Beatitude VVhich Mortals all their lives so much pursu'd Great workes I finish'd sumptuous Houses built My Cedar roofes with Gold of Ophir guilt Choice Vineyards planted Paradises made Stor'd with all sorts of fruits with Trees of shade And water'd with coole Rivolets tha dril'd Along the Borders these my Fish-pooles fil'd For service and Delight I
House of polisht Marble build VVith Jasper floor'd and carved Cedar seil'd Yet shall it ruine like the Moth's fraile cell Or sheds of Reedes which Summers heat repell He shall lye downe neglected as unknowne And when he wakes see nothing of his owne Terrors like swallowing Deluges shall fright Swept from his Bed by Tempests in the Night Like scatter'd Downe by howling Eurus blowne By rapid Hurl-winds from his Mansion throwne God shall transfix him with his winged Dart Though he avoyd him like the flying Hart Men shall pursue with merited disgrace Hiss clap their hands and from his Country chase Chap. 28 There are rich Veines of Gold and silver Mines VVhose Ore the fire in crucibles refines So dig'd up Ir'on is in the furnace blowne And Brasse extracted from the melting Stone Men through the wounded Earth inforce their way And shew the under Shades an unknowne Day While from her bowels they her Treasure teare And to their avarice subject their feare Their they with Subterranean Waters meet And Currents never touch't by humane feet These by their bold endeavors are made dry And from the Industry of Mortals flye The Earth with yellow eares her browes attires Although her Jawes exhale imbosom'd fires Torne Rocks the sparkling Diamond unfold The blushing Ruby and pure graines of Gold Those gloomy vaults no wandring foule descries Nor are they pierced by the Vultures eyes Swift Tygres which in pathlesse Deserts stray Nor solitary Lyons tread that way Their restlesse Labors cleave the living Stone Cloud-touching Mountaines by their Roots ore'throwne New streames through wondering Rocks their tract pursue VVhile they the Magazines of Nature view VVho swelling Floods with narrow bounds inclose And what in Darknesse lurkt to Light expose But where above the Earth or under ground Can VVisedome by the search of Man be found Her worth his estimation farre excels Conceal'd from sence nor with the living dwels The Seas reply shee lies not in our Deeps Nor in our floods her radiant tresses steeps Nor are her rare endowments to be sold For silver Hils or Rivers pav'd with gold Nor for the glittering sand by Ophir showne The blew-ey'd Saphir or rich Onix stone For Rocks of Christall from the Ocean brought Nor Jewels by the rarest workeman wrought Can blazing Carbuncles with her compare Or groves of Corrall hardned by the Aire The Tophas sent from scorched Meroë Or Pearles presented by the Indian Sea VVhence comes shee from what undiscover'd Land Or where doth her concealed palace stand Since O invisible to mortall Eye Or winged Travellers that trace the skie Death and Destruction say her fame alone Hath reach'd our Eares but to our Eyes unknowne God onely understands her sacred wayes The Temple knowes where shee her Light displayes For he at once the Orbe of Earth beholds And all that Heav'ns blew Canopie infolds To measure out the strugling Winds by weight That else the world would teare in their debate And bridle the wilds Floods least they their bound Againe should passe and all the Earth surrown'd When he in Clouds the dropping waters hung And through their roaring jawes his Lightning flung Then he beheld her face her light displaid Prepar'd her paths and thus to Mortals said The feare of God is wisedome and to flye From Evill is of vertues the most high Chap. 29 Iob paus'd forthwith these words his sigh's pursue O that those happy Dayes would now renew When God beneath his shield my safety plac'd When his cleare lamp a sacred Splendor cast About my Browes by whose directing light I trod securely through the Shades of Night That now I had what I in youth possest VVhen he my Mansion with his presence blest VVhen those who from my veines deriv'd their blood Like springing Lawrels round about me stood VVhen Butter washt my Steps when Streames of oyle Gusht from the Rocks and Plenty free from toyle VVhen through the gazing Streets I past in State To my Tribunall in the Cities Gate The blushing Youth their vertuous awe disclose And from their Seats the reverend Elders rose Attentive Princes such a silence kept As if their Soules had in their Bodies slept Th'astonish't Nobles stood like men that were Depriv'd of all their Sences but the eare All eares that heard my equall Justice prais'd All eyes that saw their Lids with wonder rais'd I from Oppressors did the Poore defend The Fatherlesse and such as had no friend Those sav'd whom wicked Power sought to destroy And made the widowes heart to spring with joy I put on Truth shee cloth'd me with renowne My Justice was to me a precious Crowne Eyes lent I to the blind feet to the Lame A Father to the Comfortlesse became I search't what from my knowledge was conceal'd And clouded Truth by her owne light reveal'd Oft with my Scepter brake the Lyons jawes And snatcht the prey out of his armed pawes Then said my Dayes shall as the Sand increase And I in my owne nest shall dye in peace My Root was by the living water spred And Night her dew upon my Branches shed My Glories Crescent to a Circle grew And I my Bow with doubled vigor drew When I but spake they hung upon my looke And as an Oracle my Counsell tooke None spake but I each his owne Judgement feares My words like honey dropt into their eares Which readily with joy they entertaine As Yawning Earth devoures the latter Raine Although I smil'd none would my thoughts suspect Nor on my Mirth a frowning looke reflect But trod the path which I their Chiefe propos'd I King-like sate with armed troopes inclos'd Gave timely Comforts to the Soule that mourn'd Rais'd from the Dust and teares to Laughter turn'd Chap. 30 O bitter change now Boyes my grones deride The wretched object of their scorne and pride Whose Fathers I unworthy held to keepe With lesse contemned Dogs my Flocks of sheepe How could their youth to my advantage turne Or elder age with weakning vices worne Who pale with famine to the Desert fled On roots of Juniper and Mallowes fed Whom Men from their Societie exclude Detested and like Theeves with cryes pursu'd Conceal'd in hollow Rocks in gloomy Caves And Cliffes deepe vaulted by the fretting waves Among the Bushes they like Asses braide And in the Brakes their Conventicles made The Sonnes of Idiots of ignoble Birth Contaminate and viler then the Earth Yet now am I obnoxious to their wrongs A By-word and the Subject of their song's Who exercise their tongues in my disgrace Abhorre my paths and spit upon my face They ever since the inrag'd omnipotent Dissolv'd my Sinewes and my Bowunbent Like head-strong Horses twixt their teeth have tane The masterd Bridle and contemn'd the reyne Lo Boyes against me rise and strow my way With Snares then watch the cruell traps they lay Who now my path's pervert their hate extend To multiply his woes that hath no friend As Seas against the Shores strong Rampires stretch Their battering waves and force a
dreadfull breach With equall fury they upon me roule Even to the desolation of my soule Besieging Terrors storme-like roare aloud Pursue and chase me like an emptie Cloud O how my soule is powr'd upon the ground Full growne Affliction hath a subject found Torments by Night my wasted marrow boyle My Pulses labour with unequall toyle My soares pollute my garments Plagues infest My poysoned skin and like a Coat invest O I am Dust and Ashes Lord thou hast Downe in the durt the broken-hearted cast Thy eares the incense of my prayers reject No teares nor vowes can alter thy neglect Ah! hast thou lost thy mercy Wilt thou fight Against a worme and in his groanes delight Thou setst me on the winds with every blast Tost too and fro while I to nothing wast I see my Death approach I to the wombe Of earth am cal'd of all the generall Tomb. Thou never wilt the Dead to Life restore Though heere in Sorrow they thy grace implore How oft have I for those that suffer'd wept Afflicted for the poore when others slept Yet when I lookt for joy for cheerefull light Then griefe fell on and shades more blacke than night My tortur'd Bowels found no hower of rest By troopes of sodaine miseries opprest Unknowne to Day I mourn'd my clamors tare The eares soft Labyrinth and cleft the Aire The hissing Dragon and the screeching Owle Became Companions to my pensive Soule My flesh is cover'd with a vaile of jet And all my Bones consume with burning heat My Harp her mournfull Straines in Sorrow steep's My Organ sighes sad aires as one that weepes Chap. 31 I with my Eyes a Covenant made that they Should not my Soule nor she their lights betray To the deceit of sin why then should I Behold a Virgin with a burning eye What Judgements are reserv'd what Vengeance due To those who their intemperate Lusts pursue Destruction and eternall Ruine shall From Heaven like lightning on the wicked fall Do not his searching Eyes my wayes behold Are not my steps by him observ'd and told If tempting Sinne could ever yet entice My feet to wander in the Quest of Vice Let that great Arbiter of Wrong and Right Waigh in his Scales and cast me if to light If I from vertues path have stept awry Or let my heart be govern'd by mine eye If I oh Justice have thy Rites profan'd If bribes or guiltlesse blood my hands have stain'd Then let another reape what I have sowne Nor let my Race be to the Living knowne If ever woman could to sinne allure If I have waited at my Neighbours doore Let my laicivious wife with others grin'd And by her lust repay my guilt in kind This were a hainous crime so foule a fact As would due vengeance from the Judge exact A wasting fire which violently burnes And all to povertie and ruine turnes If I by Power my Servants should oppresse Nor would their crying Grievances redresse What should I doe or say when God shall come To judge the world that might divert his Doome Both made he in the wombe of equall worth Though to unequall Destiny brought forth If from the poore I did their hopes detaine Or made the widowes Eyes expect in vaine If I alone have at my Table fed Or from the fatherlesse withheld my bread Nor fosterd from my youth their wants supplide To him a father and to her a guide If I have seene the naked starve for cold While Avarice my Charitie controld If their cloth'd Loines have not my bounty blest Warme with the fleeces which my flocks divest If I my armes have rais'd to crush the weake The Judge prepar'd the witnesse taught to speake Be all their ligaments at once unbound And their disjoynted bones to powder grownd Divine Revenge my Soule from sinne deterr'd For I the anger of th' Almighty fear'd I never Idolized Gold embrac'd Nor said In thee my Confidence is plac'd Nor on decitfull Riches fixt my heart Together scrap'd by no omitted Art If when I saw the early Sunne ascend Or the new Moone her silver hornes extend I bowing kist my hand those Lights ador'd As Deities and their releife implor'd The Sinne had beene flagitious and had cry'd To him for vengeance whom my Deed 's defi'd Have I with joy beheld my ruin'd foe Have I exulted in his overthrow Or in the tempest of my passion burst Into offences and his Issue curst Though my Domesticks said oh let us teare His hated flesh nor after death forbeare Who made the Stones their bed or sigh'd for food If knowne my house to strangers open stood Suppose I were corrupt and foule within Yet to what end should I disguise my Sinne Need I so much contempt or censure dread As not to speake my thoughts or hide my head Where shall I meet with an indifferent Eare Oh that the Soveraigne Judge my Cause would heare Peruse the Adversaries evidence Try and determine my suppos'd offence I on my shoulders their complaints would beare And as a Diadem their Slanders weare More like a Prince then a Delinquent would Approach his presence and my life unfold If the usurped Fields against me cry Their ravisht Furrowes weepe if ever I Have forced from them their unpaid for Graine Their Husbandmen and ancient Owners slaine For wheat let thistles from their clods ascend For barley cockle Iobs complaints here end Chap. 32 Nor would his Friends proceed in their replyes Since he appear'd so pure in his owne Eyes When Elihu Barachels sonne who drew His Birth from Aram much incensed grew Not only against Iob that durst defend His Innocency and with God contend But with his three austere Companions since They would condemne before they could convince When he perceiv'd the rest no answer made But like dumb Statues sate the Buzite said Till now I durst not venture to unfold My labouring thoughts to you that are so old For gray Experience is with wisedome fraught And sacred knowledge by the aged taught Yet oh how darke is mans presuming sence Not lightned with caelestiall Influence The great in Honor are not alwayes wise Nor Judgement under silver Tresses lies Since so at length vouchsafe to heare a youth And his opinion in the search of Truth For I your words have weigh'd your reasons heard The Instances by each of you inferr'd And yet in all the heate of your dispute Not one could answer Iob much lesse confute Know therefore least too rashly you conclude It is not Man but God that hath subdu'd Against me Iob did not his speech direct No more will I your Arguments object You all were at his Confidence amaz'd And silently upon each other gaz'd VVhen I your answers had expected long Nor could discerne the motion of a tongue I said behold I now will act my part And utter the Conceptions of my heart My Soule is rapt with fury and my brest Containes a flame that will not be supprest My Bowels boyle like wine that hath
to their Race They their accumulated Riches leave But I with Righteousnesse shall see thy Face And rising in thy Image joy receive PSALME XXVIII As the 72. MY Heart on Thee is fix'd my Strength my Power My stedfast Rocke my Fortresse my high Tower My God my Safetie and my Confidence The Horne of my Salvation my Defence My Songs shall thy deserved Praise resound For at my Prayers thou wilt my Foes confound Sorrowes of Death on everie side assail'd And dreadfull flouds of Impious Men prevail'd Sorrowes of Hell my compast Soule dismayd And to intrap me deadly Snares were layd In this Distresse I cry'd and call'd upon The Lord who heard me from his Holy Throne He trembling Earth in his fierce Anger strooke Th'unfixed roots of aierie Mountaines shooke Smoke from his Nostrils flew devouring Fire Brake from his Mouth Coles kindled by his Ire In his Descent bow'd Heaven with Earth did meet And gloomy Darknesse roll'd beneath his Feet A Golden-winged Cherubin bestrid And on the swiftly flying Tempest rid He Darknesse made his secret Cabinet Part 2 Thicke Fogs and dropping Clouds about him set The Beames of his bright Presence these expell VVhence showres of burning Coles and Hailestones fell From troubled Skies loud claps of Thunder brake In Haile and darting Flames th'Almightie spake VVhose Arrowes my amazed Foes subdue And at their scatred Troups his Lightning threw The Ocean could not his deepe Botome hide The World 's conceal'd Foundations were descri'd At thy rebuke Jehovah at the blast Even of the breath which through thy nostrils past He with extended armes his Servant saves And drew me sinking from th' inraged waves From my proud foes by his assistance freed VVho swolne with hate no lesse in strength exceed VVithout his aid I in that stormie Day Of my affliction had become their prey VVho from those straits of danger by his Might Enlarg'd my Soule for I was his delight Part 3 The Lord according to my innocence And Justice did his saving grace dispence The narrow Path by him prescrib'd I tooke Nor like the wicked my Great God forsooke For all his Judgements were before mine eyes I with his statutes daily did advise And ever walkt before him void of guile No act or purpose did my soule defile For this he recompenc'd my righteousnesse And crown'd my innocence with faire successe The Mercifull shall flourish in thy Grace Thy Righteousnesse the Righteous shall embrace Thou to the Pure thy purity wilt show And the perverse shall thy aversenesse know For thou wilt thy afflicted People save The proud cast down downe to the greedy grave Thou Lord wilt make my taper to shine bright And cleare my darkenesse with celestiall Light Through Thee I have against an Host revail'd And by thy aid a loftie Bulwarke scal'd Part. 4 Gods path is perfect all his words are just A shield to those that in his promise trust What God is there in Heaven or Earth but ours What Rocke but He against assailing Powers He breath'd new strength and courage in the day Of Battell and securely cleer'd my way He makes my feet outstrip the nimble Hinde Upto the Mountaines where I safetie finde 'T is he that teacheth my weake hands to fight A Bow of steele is broken by their might Thou didst thy ample Shield before me set Thy Arme upheld thy Favour made me great The passage of my steps on every side Thou hast inlarged lest my feet should slide I followed overtooke nor made retreat Untill victorious in my Foes defeat So charg'd with wounds that they no longer stood But at my feet lay bathed in their blood Thou arm'st me with prevailing Fortitude And all that rose against me hast subdu'd Their stubborne necks subjected to my Will That I their bloud who hate my Soule might spill They cry'd aloud but found no succour neere To thee Jehovah but thou would'st not heare Part. 5 I pounded them like dust which Whirle-winds raise Trod under-foot as dirt in beaten wayes From Popular Furie thou hast set me free Among the Heathen hast exalted me Whom unknowne Nations serve as soone obey As heare of me and yeeld unto my sway The Stranger-borne beset with horror fled And in their close Retreats betray their dread O praise the living Lord the Rocke whereon I build the God of my Salvation 'T is he who rights my wrongs the People bends To my Subjection from my Foe defends Thou raisest me above their proud controule And from the violent Man hast freed my Soule The Heathen shall admire my Thankefulnesse My Songs shall thy immortall Praise expresse A great and manifold Deliverance God gives his King his mercie doth advance In his Anointed and will showre his grace Eternally on David and his Race PSALME XIX As the 8. GOds glory the vast Heavens proclame The Firmament his mightie Frame Day unto Day and Night to Night The wonders of his Workes recite To these nor speech nor words belong Yet understood without a Tongue The Globe of Earth they compasse round Through all the world disperse their sound There is the Sunnes Pavillion set Who from his Rosie Cabinet Like a fresh Bride-groome shewes his face And as a Giant runnes his race He riseth in the dawning East And glides obliquely to the West The World with his bright Raies repleat All Creatures cherisht by his heat Gods Lawes are perfect and restore The Soule to life even dead before His Testimonies firmely true With Wisedome simple men indue Part 2 The Lords Commandments are upright And Feast the Soule with sweet delight His Precepts are all Puritie Such as illuminate the Eye The feare of God soil'd with no staine Shall everlastingly remaine Jehovah's Judgements are Divine With Judgement hee doth Justice joyne Which men should more then Gold desire Then heapes of Gold refin'd by Fire More sweet then Honey of the Hive Or Cels where Bees their Treasure slive Thy Servant is inform'd from thence They their Observers recompense Who knowes what his Offences be From secret sinnes O cleanse thou me And from presumptuous Crimes restraine Nor let them in thy Servant reigne So shall I live in Innocence Not spotted with that great Offence My Fortresse my Deliverer O let the Prayers my Lips preferre And Thoughts which from my heart arise be acceptable in thine Eyes PSALME XX. As the 7. THe Lord in thy Adversitie Regard thy crie Great Jacobs God with Safetie arme And shield from harme Helpe from his Sanctuarie send And out of Sion thee defend Thy Odors which pure flames consume Be his Perfume May he accept thy Sacrifice Fir'd from the Skies For ever thy indeavours blesse And crowne thy Counsels with successe We will of thy Deliverance sing Triumphant King Our Ensignes in that prayd-for Day VVith Joy display Even in the Name of God O still May he thy just Desires fulfill Now know I his Anointed He VVill heare and free VVith saving Hand and Mightie Power From his high Tower These trust in Horse
vicious have their vice enjoy'd Be therefore not too righteous nor too wise For why should'st thou thy safetie sacrifice Be not too wicked nor too foolish why Should'st thou by violence untimely dye T is best for thee that thou to neither leane But warily observe the safer Meane For they shall all their miseries transcend Who God adore and on his will depend A wise man is by wisedome fortifi'd More strong then twenty which the Citie guide For Justice is not to be found on Earth None good nor innocent of humane Birth Give not to all that 's said an open eare Least thou thy Servants execrations heare For thy owne heart can tell that thou hast done The like to others Thy example shun All this by wisedome try'd I seemed wise But shee from humane apprehension flyes Can that which is so farre remov'd and drown'd In such profundities by Man be found Yet in her search I exercis'd my Mind Of things the Causes and Effects to find The wickednesse of Folly sought to know Folly and Madnesse from one fountaine flow More sharpe then Death I found her subtle Art Who nets spreds in her Eyes snares in her Heart Her Armes inthralling chaines the prudent shall Escape the foole by her enchantments fall Of all the Preacher hath experience made The reasons one by one distinctly waigh'd Yet could I not attaine to what I most Desir'd to know in my inquiry lost One good among a thousand Men have knowne Among the female sex of all not one Though in perfection God did Man create Yet we through vanitie degenerate Chap. 8 Is any equall to the truly wise To him that can interpret Mysteries For wisedome makes the face of Man to shine With awefull Majestie and Light Divine Observe the Kings Commands Remember thou Even in that Dutie thy Religious vow Depart not discontented nor Dispute With him who can with Punishments confute For Power is throned in the Breath of Kings And who dare say they charge unlawfull things He who obayes Destruction shall eschew A wise man knowes both when and what to doe For all our Purposes on Time depend And Judgement to produce them to their end They wander in the Pensive shades of Night Who want the guide of this directing Light Surpriz'd by unexpected Miseries Nor can Instruction make the foolish wise What Guard of Teeth can keepe our parting Breath Or who resist the fatall Stroake of Death None shall returne with conquest from that field Nor Vice Protection to the vitious yield This Vanitie I saw beneath the Sun The Mighty by abused Power undone And though intomb'd with sumptuous funerall In his owne Citie soone forgot by all Impiety delights in her misdeeds In that Revenge so tardily succeeds Although a Sinner sinne a hundred times And were his Yeares as numerous as his Crimes Yet God to those his Mercy will extend Whose humble Soules are fearefull to offend But bold Transgressors with destruction meet Their shortned Dayes shall like a shadow fleet Among the Sonnes of Men this mischiefe raignes Exalted Vice the meed of Vertue gaines And those afflictions which to Vice are due Suppressed Vertue furiously pursue Then I commended Life-prolonging Mirth To feed upon the Bounty of the Earth And drinke the generous Grapes refreshing juyce Is all the good our Labours can produce This is the best of Life by God alone Bestow'd on Man and only is his owne Chap. 9 When I aspir'd to know how God th' affaires Of Men dispos'd observ'd the restlesse Cares The travels and disturbed thoughts which keepe The toyling Braine from the reliefe of sleepe I then perceived that humane industry Could not the wayes nor workes of God descry Though Men endeavour though the wise suppose They apprehend yet none his wisedome knowes But this have found that both the just and wise Their industry even all their faculties Are in his Rule and by his Motion move Nor can determine of his Hate or Love All under Heaven succeeds alike to all To good and bad the same events befall To pure impure to those who Sacrifice To those who Pietie and God despise To th' innocent the guiltie such who feare Flagitious Oathes and those who fearelesse sweare What greater mischiefe rules beneath the Sunne Than this that all unto one period runne Men while they live are mad profanely spend Their flight of time then to the dead descend Yet those have hope who with the living dwell For living Dogs dead Lyons farre excell The living know that they at length must dye They nothing know who in Earths entrailes lye What better times can they expect who rot In silent graves and are by All forgot Abolish'd is their Envy Love and Hate Bereft of all which they possest of late Then take my Counsell eate thy Bread with joy Let wine the Sorrowes of thy heart destroy Why should unfruitfull Cares our Soules molest Please thou thy God and in his favour rest Be thy Apparell ever fresh and faire Powre breathing Odors on thy shining haire Enjoy the pleasures of thy gentle Wife Through all the Course of thy short-dated Life For this is all thy Industry hath wonne Even all thou canst expect beneath the Sunne Since Time hath wings what thou intend'st to doe Doe quickly and with all thy Power pursue No wisedome knowledge wit or worke will goe Along with thee unto the Shades below I see the swift of foot winnes not the Race Nor wreathes of Victory the Valiant grace The wise to feed his hunger wanteth Bread Riches are not by knowledge purchased Nor Popular suffrages Desert advance All rul'd by Opportunity and Chance Man knowes not his owne fate As Birds are tane With Tramels Fishes by th'intangling Saine Even so the Sonnes of Men are un-awares Prevented by Destructions secret Snares This also have I seene beneath the Sun So full of wonder and by wisedome done A little Citie man'd but by a few To which a Mightie King his Army drew Erected Bulwarkes and intrench't it round A poore wise man within the walles was found Whose wisedome rais'd the siege But they ingrate Neglected him who had preserv'd their State Then wisedome before Strength should be preferr'd Yet is if poore despis'd her words unheard Men more should listen to her sober Rules Then to his Cryes who governes among fooles Wisedome th'habilaments of warre exceeds But Folly is destroy'd by her owne Deeds Lo as dead flyes with their ill savour spoyle Th'Apothecaries Aromaticke oyle Even so a little folly damnifies The Dignitie and Honour of the wise A wise mans Heart to his right hand enclines A foole t' his left and such are his designes His owne disordred Paths his life defame His gesture and his lookes a foole proclaime Chap. 10 Although thy Ruler frowne yet do not thou Resent his Anger with a cloudie Brow Nor with obedience or thy faith dispence For yeelding pacifies a great offence This in a State no small disorder breeds Which from the errour of the
their bosomes light Famine shall eate them hot Diseases burne And all by violent deaths to Earth returne The teeth of salvage Beasts their blood shall spill And Serpents with their fatall poyson kill The Sword without and home-bred Terrors shall Devoure their lives Their Youth untimely fall Betrothed Virgins such as stoope with Age And sucking Babes shall sinke beneath my Rage Scatter I would like Chaffe by Tempests blowne Nor should their Memory to Man be knowne If not withheld by their insulting Foe Lest he should triumph in their overthrow And boasting say This our owne hands have done Our Swords the Gods which have their battaile won Part. 5 A Nation which hath no Intelligence Vncapable of Councell void of sense O that my Words could to their hearts descend To make them wise and thinke of their last End How would One man a Thousand put to flight And Two a Myriad overthrow in Fight But that their Strength hath sold them to their Foes And left them naked to their deadly blowes For though our Enemies should judge their Powers Are faint to His their Rocke no Rocke to ours Their Vine of Sodom of Gomorrahs fields Which Grapes of Gall and bitter clusters yields Poison of Dragons is their deadly Wine To which cold Aspes their drowsie venome joyne Is not all this unto my Sight reveal'd Laid up in store and with my Signet seal'd To me belongs Revenge and Recompence Which I will in the time decree'd dispense The Day is neere which their destruction brings And Punishment now flies with speedy wings Part. 6 God will his People judge at length relent And of his Servants miseries repent Then when they are of all their power bereft No strength no hope of humane succour left And say Where are the Gods of your defence Those Rockes of your presuming confidence Whose flaming Altars you so often fed VVith fat of Bieves and VVine profusely shed Now let them from their crowned Banquets rise And shield you from your furious enemies Behold I am your God I onely I Assisted by no forraigne Deity I kill revive I wound and heale no hand Or power of Mortals can my strength withstand I to the Heavens I made my armes extend Pronounce I ever was and have no end VVhet I my glittering Sword if I advance My hand in Judgement woes past utterance And vengeance equall to their merits shall Vpon my Foes and those who hate me fall The hungry Sword shall eat their flesh like Food My thirsty Arrows shall be drunke with bloud For Captives slaine and for the bloud they spilt I will with horrour recompence their guilt You wiser Nations with his People joy For he will all their Enemies destroy His Servants vindicate from their proud Foe And to their Land and them his Mercy show JUDGES V. As the 8. Psalme YOUR great Preserver celebrate He who reveng'd our wrongs of late When you his sonnes in Israels Aid Of life so brave a Tender made You Princes with attention heare And you who awfull Scepters beare While I in sacred Numbers sing The Praise of our eternall King When he through Seir his Army led In Edoms fields his Ensignes spread Earth shooke the Heavens in drops descend And Clouds in teares their substance spend Before his Face the Mountaines melt Old Sinai unknowne fervor felt When Israel Sangars Rule obey'd And Jael that Virago sway'd She bold of heart He great in Warre Yet to the fearefull Travailer All wayes were then unsafe who crept Through Woods or past when others slept The Land uncultivated lay When I arose I Deborah A Mother to my Countrey grew At once their Foes and feares subdue Part. 2 When to themselves new Gods they chose Then were their Wals besieg'd by Foes Did One of Forty Thousand weare A Cote of Steele or shooke a Speare You who with such alacrity Led to the Battaile O how I Affect your Valour with me raise Your voyces Sing Jehovahs Praise Sing You who on white Asses ride And Justice equally divide You who those VVayes so fear'd of late VVhere now no Thieves assassinate You lately from your Fountaines barr'd VVhere you their clattering Quivers heard There with united joy record The righteous Judgements of the Lord. You who your Cities repossesse VVho reape in peace his Praise professe Arise O Deborah arise In heavenly Hymnes expresse thy Joyes Arise O Barak Thou the Fame And Off-spring of Abinoam Of Israel the renowned Head Captivitie now captive lead Part. 3 Nor shall the noble Memory Of our strong Aids in silence die The Quiver-bearing Ephramite March't from his Mountaine to the Fight Those who on Amalek confine The small Remaines of Benjamin From Machir Princes Not a few VVise Zebulun with Letters drew The valiant Chiefes of Issachar VVith Deborah troopt to this Warre VVho downe into the Valley tread The way which noble Barak led But Reuben from the rest disjoyn'd By Hils and Flouds was so in mind Did'st thou these glorious VVars refuse To heare the bleating of the Ewes O great in Councell O how wise That couldst both Faith and Fame despise Gilead ' of thundring Drums afraid Or slothfull beyond Jordan staid Dan his swift-sailing Ships affects And publique Liberty neglects VVhile Ashur on his Cliffes relides And fortifies against the Tides But Zebulun and Nepthali VVho never would from danger flye VVere ready for the publike good On Tabors top to shed their bloud Part. 4 Then Kings Kings of the Canaanites On Taanach Plaines addrest their Fights VVhere swift Megiddo's VVaters ran Yet neither Spoile nor Trophee wan The Heavens ' gainst Sisera fought The Stars Mov'd in Battalia to those VVars By ancient Kishon swept from thence VVhose Torrent salling Clouds incense Thou O my joyfull Soule at length Hast trod to Dirt their puissant Strength Their wounded Horse with flying haste Fall head-long and their Riders cast Thus spake an Angel Cursed be Thou Meroz all who dwell in thee That basely would'st no aid afford In that great Battaile to the Lord. Cinoeian Hebers VVife thou best Of VVomen be thou ever blest Blest above all Let all that dwell In Tents thy Act O Jaell tell She brought him Milke above his wish And Butter in a Princely Dish A Hammer and a Naile she tooke This into Sisera's Temples strooke He fell fell downe downe to the Flore Lay where he fell bath'd in his Gore Lay groveling at her Feet and there His wretched Soule sigh'd into Aire Part. 5 His Mother at her window staid And thrusting out her shoulders said Why are his Chariots wheeles so slow Nor yet my Sonne in Triumph show VVhen her wise Ladies standing by Yea she her selfe made this reply Have not their Swords now won the Day Have they not shar'd the wealthy Prey Now every Souldier for his paines An Hebrew Dame or Virgin gaines VVhile Sisera choosing layes aside Rich Robes in various Colours dy'd Rich Robes with curious Needles wrought On either side from Phrygia brought The Thread spun from
Through yielding Seas on fiery Horses rides Part 3 When I thy Threatnings heard my entrails shooke And my unnerved knees each other strooke My lips with panting swell my cheeks grow wan Through all my bones a swift Consumption ran O where may I repose in that sad Day When armed Troups upon my Countrey prey Although the Fig-tree shall no blossomes beare Nor Vines with their pure bloud the pensive cheare Although the Olive no requitall yield Nor Corne apparell the deserted Field Though then our Flocks be ravisht from the Fold And though our Stalls no well-fed Oxen hold Yet will not I despaire but chearfully Expect and in thy knowne Salvation joy For thou my Strength and my Protection art My feet more nimble then the flying Hart Ascend the Hils where I with holy fire VVill sing thy Praises to my solemne Lyre LVKE I. As 〈…〉 MY ravisht soule extols his Name VVho rules the VVorlds admired Frame My Spirit with exalted Voyce In God my Saviour shall rejoyce VVho hath his glorious Beames displayd Vpon a poore and humble Maid Me all succeeding Ages shall The blessed Virgin-Mother call The Great great things for me hath wrought His Sanctity past humane thought His Mercy still reflects on those VVho in his Truth their Trust repose He with his Arme hath Wonders showne The Proud in their owne pride â—re throwne The Mighty from their Thrones dejects The Lowly from the dust erects The Hungry are his welcome Guests The Rich excluded from his Feasts He mindfull of his Promise hath Maintain'd and crowned Israels Faith To Abraham promis'd and decreed For ever to his holy Seed LVKE I. As the 46. Psalme O Praise the Lord his VVonders tell VVhose Mercy shines in Israel At length redeem'd from Sinne and Hell The Crowne of our Salvation Deriv'd from Davids royall Throne He now hath to his People showne This to his Prophets did unfold By all successively foretold Vntill the infant World grew old That he our wrongs would vindicate Save from our foes inveterate hate And raise our long deprest estate To ratifie his ancient Deed His promis'd Grace by oath decreed To Abraham and his faithfull Seed That we might our Preserver praise VValke purely in his perfect wayes And fearelesse serve him all our dayes His path thou shalt prepare sweet Child And run before the Vndefil'd The Prophet of th' Almighty stil'd Our knowledge to informe from whence Salvation springs from penitence And pardon of each foule offence Through mercy O how infinite Of our great God who cleares our sight And from the Orient sheds his Light A leading Starre t'enlighten those VVhom Night and shades of Death inclose VVhich that high Tract to glory showes LUKE II. As the 34. Psalme O Thou who art inthron'd on high In peace now let thy Servant die Whose hope on thee relies For thou whose words and deeds are one At length hast thy Salvation showne To these my ravisht Eyes By thee before thy Hands displaid The Heavens and Earths Foundation laid Vnto the VVorld decree'd A Lampe to give the Gentiles Light A Glory O how infinite To Israels faithfull Seed FINIS Gloria Deo in excelsis DEO OPT. MAX. O Thou who All-things hast of Nothing made Whose Hand the radiant Firmament displai'd With such an undiscerned swiftnesse hurl'd About the stedfast Centre of the World Against whose rapid course the restlesse Sun And wandring Flames in varied Motions run Which Heat Light Life infuse Time Night and Day Distinguish in our Humane Bodies sway That hung'st the solid Earth in fleeting Aire Vein'd with cleare Springs which ambient Seas repaire In Clouds the Mountaines wrap their hoary Heads Luxurious Valleies cloth'd with flowry Meads Her trees yield Fruit and Shade with liberall Breasts All creatures She their common Mother feasts Then Man thy Image mad'st in Dignity In Knowledge and in Beauty like to Thee Plac'd in a Heaven on Earth without his toile The ever-flourishing and fruitfull Soile Vnpurchas'd Food produc'd all Creatures were His Subjects serving more for Love then Feare He knew no Lord but Thee But when he fell From his Obedience all at once rebell And in his Ruine exercise their Might Concurring Elements against him fight Troups of unknowne Diseases Sorrow Age And Death assaile him with successive rage Hell let forth all her Furies none so great As Man to Man Ambition Pride Deceit Wrong arm'd with Power Lust Rapine Slaughter reign'd And flatter'd Vice the name of Vertue gain'd Then Hils beneath the swelling Waters stood And all the Globe of Earth was but one Floud Yet could not cleanse their Guilt the following Race Worse then their Fathers and their Sons more base Their God-like Beauty lost Sins wretched Thrawle No sparke of their Divine Originall Left unextinguisht All inveloped With Darknesse in their bold Transgressions dead When thou didst from the East a Light display which rendred to the World a clearer Day Whose Precepts from Hels jawes our Steps withdraw And whose Example was a living Law Who purg'd us with his Bloud the Way prepar'd To Heaven those long-chain'd-up Doores unbar'd How infinite thy Mercy which exceeds The World thou mad'st as well as our Misdeeds Which greater Reverence then thy Iustice wins And still augments thy Honour by our Sins O who hath tasted of thy Clemency In greater measure or more oft then I My gratefull Verse thy Goodnesse shall display O Thou who went'st along in all my way To Where the Morning with perfumed Wings From the high Mountaines of Panchaea springs To that New-found-out World where sober Night Takes from th' Antipodes her silent flight To those darke Seas where horrid Winter reignes And binds the stubborne Flouds in Icie chaines To Lybian Wasts whose Thirst no showres asswage And where swolne Nilus cooles the Lions rage Thy Wonders in the Deepe have I beheld Yet all by those on Iudah's Hils excell'd There where the Virgins Son his Doctrine taught His Miracles and our Redemption wrought Where I by Thee inspir'd his Praises sung And on his Sepulchre my Offering hung Which way so e're I turne my Face or Feet I see thy Glory and thy Mercy meet Met on the Thracian Shoares when in the strife Of frantick Simoans thou preserv'dst my Life So when Arabian Thieves belaid us round And when by all abandon'd Thee I found That false Sidonian Wolfe whose craft put on A Sheepe soft Fleece and me Bellerephon To Ruine by his cruell Letter sent Thou didst by thy protecting Hand prevent Thou sav'dst me from the bloudy Massacres Of faithlesse Indians from their treacherous Wars From raging Feavers from the sultry breath Of tainted Aire which cloy'd the jawes of Death Preserv'd from swallowing Seas when towring Waves Mixt with the Clouds and opened their deep Graves From barbarous Pirats ransom'd by those taught Successefully with Salian Moores we fought Then brought'st me Home in safety that this Earth Might bury me which fed me from my Birth Blest with a healthfull Age a quiet Mind Content with little to this Worke design'd Which I at length have finisht by thy Aid And now my Vowes have at thy Altar paid Iam tetigi Portum Valete LONDON Printed by Iohn Legatt 1637. Iob. Psalmes Ecclesiastes Canticles not Printed Lamentations The severall Hymns His Travels wherein he relates the History of the Pyramides Athens Greece Sr. Edwin Sandys view of Religion in the Westerne parts Easterne Churches Of Doctrine Of Persons As Antioch Turks Priests Ovids Metamorphosis om mentar Virg. Aen. lib. 1. Panegyrick 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Tarantula Virg. Georg. 2.