shall thee affright VI. The Pestilence which in thick darkness walks And in the empty City stalks The Sword which on whole Lands do's prey And to bear witness calls the day When Thou appear'st shall turn another way VII On Thy left hand it shall a thousand smite And kill ten thousand on Thy right But nigher shall not come to Thee Only Thine eyes with joy shall see What the Rewards of all the wicked be VIII Because Thou to my Rock for help did'st fly Above Thy fears to the Most High There shall no evil Thee befall Near Thee shall come no Plague at all Who art beyond their reach and lowdest call IX Around in Bands His Angels shall attend And guard Thee to Thy Journeys end To lead Thee some and some to strow Those wayes with flowers which others show And make the paths all smooth where Thou shalt go X. Thou on the Basilisks proud neck shalt tread The Lion shall bow down his head With them shall conquer'd Dragons meet And humbly stooping at Thy Feet Their Captive Chains unto each other greet XI To Me saies God he look'd and therefore I Will where he look'd set him on high I was the Object of his Love For as his Prayers did upward move T was that they sounded in my ears above XII To Me in all his troubles shall he cry I 'le answer him and speedily Will bring him out with songs of praise Give him long life and happy daies And after crown him with Eternal Bayes Psalm XCII Bonum est confiteri Dominum c. I. WHat Saints in Heav'n and Angels do I 'le count my Duty and my Honour too Morning and Night Great God to raise My Song as high as Thou hast set Thy Praise With all the Numbers Musick can invent My Voice and Harp and Ten-string'd Instrument That what from Thee first came may back to Thee be sent II. Thou hast deserv'd it and my Song Shall tell abroad what Thy great hand ha's done And in Thy wondrous Works I will rejoyce And with the lofty subject fill my voice But Lord what Verse can with thy Power compare And shew Thy thoughts or what Thy Counsels are Which Fools despise and none can as they ought declare III. For when like Grass the wicked spring And prosper for a season in their sin 'T is that like Grass they may be mown And dung that Field which they before did crown Thou who on high dost all their malice see And that less mine than they were foes to Thee Hast thus design'd that their eternal fall should be IV. But Thou on high shalt raise my head And on it make the Sacred Oyl be shed And raise it as the Unicorn To guard his Empire lifts his Sovereign Horn And then upon my bloody Enemies My ears shall have their wish and then my eyes Without regret their misery shall see and hear their cryes V. Then like the Palm the Just shall grow And as if under weights more beauteous show Like Cedars shall be ever green The World's renown as they the Woods havebeen His hand which planted them shall make them thrive The Sacred Earth new roots and sap shall give Both in His Courts to flourish and in His House to live VI. There shall they live and have a Spring As constant as the soil they 're planted in Age shall but render them more fair More gay and fruitful than in youth they were That all the World Thy Power O God may know And to Thy Kingdom 's Righteous Scepter bow Who mak'st the Green Tree wither and the Dry to grow Psalm XCIII Dominus regnavit decorem c. I. SUbmit your Crowns O Kings for God do's reign And ha's Himself put on His Crown Throw at His Feet your Scepters down And pardon by your quick submission gain Unto your selves ascribe His Power no more But what He first gave you to him again restore II. Girt round with Majesty the Lord do's reign His Kingdom is the World He made And on such sure Foundations laid That like his Word it shall unmov'd remain 'T is there he rules but Heav'n is fit alone For our best Wishes since He there ha's set His Throne III. There as He sits the Floods would to Him rise Their threatning heads on high they bear But hopeless ever to come near Roar and send up their clamours to the skyes Above He hears and scorns them stills their noise And in their loudest roaring makes them hear His voice IV. All things obey His Will whose Law 's so sure That all things by it firmly stand From Nothing that did first command Their Beings and now makes them to endure Thy Power O God do's reach us every where But in Thy Temple do's Thy Holiness appear Psalm XCIV Deus ultionum Dominus c. I. JUdge of the Universe Great Lord of All Equal Disposer of Rewards and Punishments Arise and to Thy Barr the Nations call Both for their Actions to be judg'd and their intents Arise Great Judge that by Thy Just Decree As are the Proud Man's Merits his Reward may be II. How long my God shall He unpunisht go And then most prosper when he most do's Thee offend Speaking hard things of what he do's not know And make to patient Heav'n his blasphemies ascend To Heav'n he raises his exalted Crown And under-foot Heaven's Holy seed the while treads down III. A Widdow now and then a Stranger slayes And with theirs drinks the blood of th' murd'red Fatherless Ha's several baits to throw for several preys And several snares which he can unsuspected dress So close he saith and from suspition free That Jacob's God though He stood by should never see IV. Canst thou be then so brutish and unwise Fond Man to think He sees not or not hears Who made at first the light and gave Thee eyes And form'd for sounds the subtil windings of thy ears Or can the World 's just Ruler partial be Or God Himself know nothing who at first taught thee V. He knows the Heart and the most secret thought How vain are Our desires Our hatred love and fears And happy Man who ha's the skill been taught To know Himself though he with chastening learn't tears In trouble God will give him rest and peace And by the wicked's fall his glory shall increase VI. For the Wise God will not His choice forsake Nor His inheritance to strangers ever leave Justice and Right again the Chair shall take And injur'd Innocence then clear'd its Crown receive Never to be opprest or suffer more But have rewards above the wrongs it felt before VII But whence said I shall come my present aid Or who against my foes my Title will defend Hadst not Thou Lord my help and shield been made The grave e're this had put to that and me an end But when I slipt Thy Mercies me sustain'd And in the tumults of my thoughts Thy Comforts reign'd VIII For can God said I or the Holy
look o're their bounding sands And see what 's done at Land though they cannot come there V. Let them see how the Mountains glad as they Look from their tops when God will come away He comes But who His Presence can abide That the Great Judge of all shall be Yet who would not His entrance see When He with equall Justice shall each cause decide Psalm XCIX Dominus regnavit irascantur c. I. THE Lord do's reign let the Earth fear And tremble till its old Foundations shake For though Mount Sion He His Court do's make His Empire reaches every where Let the whole World before His Name fall low For it is Holy and most rais'd when they do so II. He Righteousness and Truth do's love Is the Kings strength as they His glory are Jacob His Judgements had and was His Care Exalt our God who reigns above The Holy God and at His Footstool bow For then you raise Him most when there you fall most low III. Moses and Aaron and the Quire Of Priests which alwayes in His Court attend Samuel with those whose praises there ascend And from His Altar have their fire In their distress when they did to Him fly He who their troubles saw as freely heard their cry IV. He heard them and that very Flame Which to His Presence did their Prayers conveigh No less for His return prepar'd the way Which through the Cloudy Pillar came He answer'd them and as He heard forgave And though reveng'd the sin yet did the sinner save V. Thus He of old their Faith did prove And unseen by them through the darkness saw How they observ'd His Word and kept His Law Exalt our God who reigns above The Holy God and in His Temple bow For then you raise Him most when there you fall most low Psalm C. Jubilate Deo omnis terra I. YOU who thrâ—ughout the World that Power adore Which first made it and then made you Give to the Lord what is His due And what Man ha's usurpt His Praise restore II. 'T is God alone who by His Word made All And by His Word that All sustains And Nothing by the Wonder gains Except to save and hear us when we call III. We are His People He Our Maker is Our Shepheard He and we His sheep Whom He secure do's ever keep And praise is all that He expects for this IV. Approach His Courts and enter them with praise And of His Mighty Power rehearse Make that the subject of your Verse And up to Heav'n with it His Goodness raise V. Who most shalt bless Him let 's together strive His Mercies have been ever sure His Truth for ever shall endure What can we less when He so much do's give Psalm CI. Misericordiam Justitiam c. I. I Will of Judgement and of mercy sing The greatest Praises of the greatest King And since mine 's nothing worth His own unto Him bring II. 'T was He discover'd to me first the Way I 'll follow where He shew'd the passage lay O come and lead me Lord that I may never stray III. With my integrity I 'll never part But be my Seed's as Thou my Pattern art And as Thy Way is perfect so shall be my Heart IV. No wicked thing will I with pleasure see My Innocent eyes no more shall guilty be Or look so low since they have once been rais'd to Thee V. I 'll hate the work of him who turns aside His way from life and happiness lyes wide And as he shuns me from him I my face will hide VI. The Privy slanderer I will ore'throw Reject the Proud nor with the froward go Their great heights when they fall shall make them sink more low VII But he in mine shall be as in Thy sight Whose heart and wayes Thy Laws have made upright To Thee a Servant but my Friend and chief delight VIII He in my house shall dwell but never there Shall the deceitful or false Man appear Destruction cannot be far of when they are near IX Early I will destroy them and my hand Shall cut them off and guiltless make the Land And on their spoils Gods City shall triumphing stand Psalm CII Domine exaudi orationem c. I. MY dearest God let my Pray'r come to Thee Nor at my sighes and cry offended be Dart through these pitchy clouds one ray Divine And make Thy glorious Face appear If Thou art pleas'd again to shine I will no longer fear But hope that He who sees my Pain will bend His ear II. But hear me then and answer speedily ' Ere 't is too late and I no more can cry For as dry wood do's in the fornace burn And vanishes in smoak away So all my strength to smoak do's turn And feels its own decay Whil'st on my bones and heart a fire unseen do's prey III. So fierce it rages that I quite forget Through pain and grief my very bread to eat The tears I shed do but the flame encrease My bones and flesh become more dry And all the while I held my peace Less burnt then now I cry And grass the Sun ha's toucht is not so scorch't as I. IV. And as the solitary Pelican And widdow'd Turtle for their mates complain Just like the Owle which do's in desarts dwell Hating and hated of the light That to the Rocks her moans do's tell So shun I every sight By day and weary with my mournfull cryes the night V. Both night and day I 'm made the common scorn And those who hate me are against me sworn Ashes and Tears have been my meat and drink Whil'st I continually did grieve Of Thy Just wrath and hand to think What mortal wounds they give Lifting me up a greater fall but to receive VI. And as the shaddow with the Sun declines And disappears when that no longer shines As with the Summer heat flowers pine away So pass my years e're well begun But an Eternal Now do's tay On Thyne ne're to be done When thousand Ages shall their several Race have run VII The mis'ries of Thy Sion Thou hast seen How great Her Sorrows what her Cares have been To save Thy Sion Lord at length arise Her mighty Jubilee is come And now her very dust we prize Her rubbish and Her lome And humbly begg Thou would'st return her captives home VIII So shall the heathen fear Thy Holy Name And all their Kings Thy Kingdomes rule proclaim When thus again Thou Sion shalt rebuild And in Thy glory there appear When all Her Courts with Vowes are fill'd And Thou inclin'st Thine Ear The Prayer of the Forsaken and their groans to hear IX For the next age this story we 'll record That they as well as We may praise the Lord Who from the height of Heav'n His Throne look'd down And did from thence the Earth behold Thence heard the dying Pris'ners grone Saw Justice chain'd with gold And sav'd both Her and them for
Will His Thunder makes them fear And those who get most off yet think they are too near VIII From the bright East Thou mak'st Thy Sun to go Before him creeps in Chains the Captive night And in the West when he from us draws low 'T is but to spread his Conquests with his Light And till he comes again Bids the Moon fill his place and in his stead to raign IX Thou visitest the Earth and giv'st it rain Of Thy rich blessing it do's freely spend The Earth returns its thanks to Heav'n again In flowers which thither their sweet Odours send As Customs which they pay To Thy dread Throne who dost their Mothers heat allay X. The Flood of God whose Spring-head's in the clouds When on the weary ground it showers distills The softned ridge unto its furrow crowds And all it's clots the quick'ning moysture fills Thou by degrees dost bring The Tillage on and Harvest to succeed the Spring XI Plenty with every shower from Heav'n pours down The Earth do's by thy constant bounty grow Thy goodness do's the year with blessings crown And all Thy steps drop fatness where they go They on the Deserts drop Whose parched Sands drink deep of Thy o'reflowing Cup. XII The little Hills drink deep and look more fair The Valleys pledge till they can drink no more The Shepheards and their flocks both merry are And all the Plains with Corn are cover'd o're With peace and fruits abound And make the distant Mountains with their Songs resound Psalm LXVI Jubilate Deo omnis terra c. I. REjoyce O World and to Thy God sing praise Let Seas and Isles and Lands His Name resound Together with His Sun your voices raise And in Eternal Jubilees go round For if that rise His mighty Power to show Much more should you on whom it shines do so II. Say to the Lord How mighty is Thy Power Which even Thy Enemies must unforc't confess To th' Earth they bow themselves and would fall lower But that instead Thou tak'st this poor address Th' Earth shall worship Thee and their loud same Shall fill her Trumpet only with Thy Name III. See what He did to raise it how His hand At once declar'd Him Terrible and Good When raging Seas were turn'd to firm dry land And Israel past through th' admiring Flood Then 't was we view'd and troad His secret Wayes And roaring Deeps stood lift'ning to His Praise IV. He rules o're all Him Heav'n and Earth obey The Universall and Eternall King His eyes the Wicked and the Good survey And under chains His Hand the Proud do's bring Raise not Thy self too high proud dust for fear The Wind which fills thy sayles should overbear V. Rejoyce ye Nations and to God sing praise Let Seas and Isles and Lands his Name resound Together with His Sun your voices raise And in Eternal Jubilees go round For He from falls our sliding feet do's save And with new Life returns us from the grave VI. Like Silver in the Furnace we were try'd And felt unusual flames rage all about But thence as Silver throughly purify'd We only left our dross when we came out The purer metall had no base alloy And all our griefs made way for greater joy VII Low were we brought the net upon us cast And on our loyns prodigious weights were laid Through Water tryal and through fire we past And a derision to our foes were made But He who there upheld us by His hand Brought us Himself at last to'th' Promis'd Land VIII With praises to Thy House my King I 'le go And make my thanks in clouds of Incense rise There solemnly I 'le pay the willing Vow Which my lips off'red in my Miseries Bullocks and Ramms I 'le on Thy Altar lay And thence with Flames renew the Wasted day IX You who have known th' Almighty Love draw near And to my Speech your ready minds incline Attend to that just witness which I bear And to your own experiences take Mine When I in sighs to God my voyce did raise And pray'd in groans He turn'd them into praise X. Had I kept some reserve within my Heart In hope to hide it He had stop't His Ear But I unbowel'd my most secret part And then He did not only see but hear Praise Him who thus His glory did display Nor turn'd His own Face nor my Prayers away Psalm LXVII Deus misereatur nostri c. I. SAve us O God and Thy poor Servants bless Thy Goodness and Thy Pow'r declare In Mercy help us in Our great distress And We no more will doubt Thy Love or Care Let through the World Thy Mighty Name be known And what We praise may the whole Earth with Rev'rence own II. Rejoyce ye Nations for your God is here Who by His Wisdom rules o're all The Kings and Kingdoms governs and that fear They strike in you He makes on them to fall Let through the World His Mighty Name be known And what we praise may the whole Earth with Rev'rence own III. Then shall the Lord our Land both save and bless His Goodness and His Power declare And then Our fields shall give their full increase And with His blessing look more gay and faire The Lord shall bless us and His Name make known And what We praise the whole Earth shall with Rev'rence own Psalm LXVIII Exurgat Deus dissipentur c. I. GRreat Leader of the Sacred Hosts arise And scatt'ring Thy Proud Enemies Encrease Our Triumphs with Thy Victories Let those who hate Thy Name before it flye Like Clouds of Smoke chas'd by the Wind Which vanish as they mount on high And undistinguish't from the Common Skie No more in strange Fantastick figures lye But without mark to know them by Leave not the smallest stain behind That in the air one may their empty traces find Let their destruction suddain be Sooner than Wax do's melt When once the flames are felt And in Thine eye may they the fire which burns them see But let the Righteous in Thy Pow'r rejoyce With Flutes and Trumpets make a cheerful noise And the whole Consort joyn and perfect with their voice II. Make God your Song Ye Just and from His Wayes Which are in Heav'n take theam your Verse to raise In Heav'n where He in glory rides And with His rein the Winds which bear them guides And by His Name Jehovah celebrate His Praise Above He rules but His great Pow'r extends To what soe're is done below The Cares of all His Creatures He do's know And visits the wide Earth's extremest ends Is a kind Father to the Fatherless The Widdows Counsel and do's bless Desparing Nuptials with a large increase Making dead Wombs His voice to hear And her that barren was a numerous seed to bear And when to Him poor Captives cry Their tears move pitty in His eye And with His Arm He gives them Liberty Again returns them
Which shall from Sea to Sea extend As far as there is any ground And only where the World finds her's have end Then up to Heav'n His Fame shall fly And fill the Mighty Circle of the Sky VIII Black Ethiopia at His Feet shall bow Her neck for Him to tread upon Honour'd enough if thus He show Acceptance of the Footstool for His Throne Down in the dust His Foes shall lye With heads more low than once their thoughts were high IX The Western Continent and farthest Isles And both the Indies gifts shall bring To Him they shall present the spoyles Of Sea and Land as Universal King All Kings before Him shall bow down And do for Theirs Just Homage to His Crown X. Kingdoms Opprest shall His Protection crave And Needy States unto Him sue Th' Opprest He with His Arms shall save And with the Needy His Old League renew Redeem their Slaves defend their Right And shew their blood was precious in His sight XI Thus shall He live and reign and thus receive The Tributes which to Him are paid Some Myrrh some Frankincense shall give And Gold which shall like Stones be Common made And the due Service of each day Shall be to praise that King for whom we pray XII Then shall th' Earth produce her richest store And Mountain tops be safely plough'd Which though they barren were before With Libanus shall vye and shout as loud Nor shall the City flourish less Than Her parch'd Hills but like the fields encrease XIII And when to God he shall resign His breath Yet in His Name He still shall live Above the Pow'r of Grave or Death And to Immortal Verse a Subject give Which of His Happy Reign shall sing And count that Land so which ha's such a King XIV Bless Him whose Word these Miracles obey And who must all these gifts bestow To Israel's God let Israel pray That from His Spring such streams may ever flow For ever bless His Holy Name Nor bound with less than Heav'n His Mighty Fame The Prayers of David the Son of Jesse are ended The end of the Second Book of Psalms THE THIRD BOOK OF PSALMS Psalm LXXIII Quam bonus Israel Deus his c. I. IT is enough nor will I more distrust As I have done the Almighty Love I know Hee 's kind as well as Just And by my self this certain Truth can prove How cross so ' ere His Wayes may go At least seem cross to Us below Nor Him nor Them have Israel or the Just found so II. But e're I learn't this Lesson it was long And many a weary Stage I went My sliding feet were almost gone And I at last could hardly yield assent Whilst with these narrow steps of mine I thought to pace the wayes Divine Slipp'ry as glass they were though they with flowers did shine III. For when I saw the Wicked's Prosperous State And thousand Blessings He enjoyes Maintain'd by that which God do's hate In the Worlds glory and its greatest noyse My heart did at His honours rise And though I did the Beast despise In all his Trappings on him look'd with envyous eyes IV. Lusty and strong he laughs at those weak bands Which death on all the World do's lay And when the rest of Mankind stands With fear appall'd he dares the evil day Troubles which other Mortals fright He boldly challenges to fight And makes devouring plagues before him scape by flight V. Hence springs his pride with which the Violent Adorns his neck as with a Chain More for disgrace than Ornament And suited to his garments bloody stain Plump as the grape his face do's shine With eyes more sparkling than his Wine And to vast Wealth he do's unequal wishes joyne VI. Disdainfully he looks on all below As worthyer of his scorn than fear Him and themselves He 'll make them know And high as his proud minde his head do's bear But not content his mouth to spend Making it heard to the Worlds end He up on high to Heav'n his blasphemies do's send VII This as the Righteous see and thence return Their several Wayes to think upon In bitterness of heart they mourn And the Lords Councels measure by their own How is it possible say they That Justice thus provok'd can stay Her hands and the known Criminal forbear to slay VIII These are the Men yet being so they thrive Grow rich and wealthy dwell at ease Drones of repute it 'h Worlds great hive And feed on the industrous Bees increase Secure thy life from grief and care Calmy and smooth their faces are And could you see their hearts no storm came ever there IX In vain my heart to cleanse Thee have I strove And guiltless hands have wash'd in vain My Innocence nor can remove Nor tell how long I must endure my pain Then Fare well helpless Innocence With such a Friend I can dispence Who makes me suffer only with the greater sence X. But hold Fond Tongue consider who do's hear And whom Thy babling do's offend A seed who are th' Almighties Care And whom in love He do's afflictions send Therefore to search the Point again And how I might the cause maintain A-new to study I resolv'd but all in vain XI In vain I try'd for I ne're found it out Till to Thy Temple Lord I went Though I sought for it round about Till thither come I knew not what I meant There first I understood their end And what was Thyne thus to contend And poyson'd shafts of blessings through their hearts to send XII Surely for ruin they were set on high As men condemn'd in view of all And though the Scaffold touch the sky 'T is but that thence they may bee seen to fall Down they are fallen fled away As Phantasms at the approach of day Like their own dreams but more ridiculous are they XIII What a beast was I then Lord to repine A very fool to grieve my heart When all this while I have been Thine And though unknown secur'd my better part Thy Right hand has upholden me Thy Counsel shall my convoy be Unto that rest which I can only have with Thee XIV Thou art my Portion and from Thee alone My Peace and Happiness do flow In Heav'n besides Thee I have none And Heav'n it self Thy Presence Lord makes so And could I hoard up endless store Of that the World as God adore Without thy fulness I should empty be and Poor XV. Dry up then when you please Ye fayling Springs Or seek some other to deceive Who rest on such unstable things With you can quench their flames and on you live For I am only sick of love Nor can your streams my thirst remove For still my flesh and heart pant for the streams above XVI Confounded be all those whose sottish lust To senseless Idols bowes them down For when they most upon them trust Then they most surely shall be overthrown For my part I 'll to God draw near Make Him my
bribes unjustly sold. X. He sav'd them that they might His Power declare And tell in Sion what his Praises are When all the Nations there shall gath'red be And to the Sacred Mount ascend When the whole World His Power shall see And all its Kings contend Who shall the lowest stoop or richest presents send XI O might I live to see that happy day And not be cut off in the middle way My God what are my years to Thee said I Or what my age compar'd with Thine If e're my Noon is reach't I dye For Thee no Times confine Nor ages measure out Thy Dayes as hours do mine XII Of old Thou hast the Earth's Foundations laid Andon Thy Word the Heav'ns all times have staid Thy Word shall make them both fall down again Be like a Garment thrown aside A Vest with some great rent or stain And all their Ancient pride Or shall destroy or under Formes more glorious hide XIII But Thou the same which Thou hast alwayes been Shalt never end as Thou did'st ne're begin When Time itself shall dye and be no more And as Thou art O God like Thee Excepting what Thou wert before Thy Servants Seed shall be And have for them and their a Post-Eternity Psalm CIII Benedic anima mea Domino c. I. ARise my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerful Hallelujahs sing Call all thy Forces up thy Love thy Fear And every part compleatly fill Be sure no Idle Passion Soul be there But to them joyn thy Judgement Fancy and thy Will With every sence and every power rejoice And add to all a well tun'd voice Thus rise my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerfull Hallelujahs sing II. Let thy Song be of what thy self ha's known And to the Worlds experience bring Thine own Sing of His Name who cast thy sins away And made them all forgotten be And though His hand awhile upon thee lay 'T was only that restor'd thou might'st His Bounty see Who beyond Hope thy life from death did save When all had doom'd it to the grave And for those thorny cares which girt it round Thy head with love and tender mercies crown'd III. He Thy Old Age do's with new favours bless And as thy years His kindnesses increase Thy years have not the Symptome of decay For all the Eagle still grows young And moulting her old plumes again looks gay As youthfull as she ever was and full as strong After her prey as lustily can fly As e're shee did and soar as high He like the Eagles do's Thy youth renew And gives Thee both its strength and beauty too IV. Those whom the Wicked with oppression grieve The Lord do's or avenge or else relieve Thus unto Moses He His Way made known And helpless Israel this did see When from the cruel chains which kept them down But farr more cruel Masters He first set them free 'T is not a little thing His wrath will move Inflame His rage or quench His love Nor for Our Sins will He for ever chide But seeks them rather than his Face to hide V. Such are His Mercies when we must confess Our Sins might justly make their number less And him a sharper sentence to have past But when to be put farr from Thee Behind Thy back we fear'd Lord to be cast Our Sins were only set where we deserv'd to be And this alone for Thy dear Mercies sake Without the least claim we could make To which Our good no more proportion beares Than the small point of Earth to Heaven's vast Sphears VI. How could it else be that they durst appear Whose guilt had added horror to their fear Love made Him break the knott and set Our Sins As far from us but from Him more Than the bright East where the young Sun begins To take his Journy is from the West where he gives o're The most indulgent Fathers tender Love Is hate compar'd to His above For none so well as He who made can spare Who both knows whence we came and what we are VII From Earth Our mean Original we have A part of what must be e're long Our grave Frail Mortal Man whose dayes are like the grass A Short-liv'd flower which stands a while But like those blustering storms that o're it pass Flies with them and is gon e're it began to smile But to Eternity Gods Love extends And all the blessings which He sends To Childrens Children and their Seed endure To them who keep it like His Cov'nant sure VIII Above the Heav'n God has prepar'd His Throne Heav'n's but the Cloth of State He treads upon There do's He rule and Sovereign Laws dispence And Kingdoms where He please bestow Scepters and Crowns are all receiv'd from thence And Kings to Him their Thrones as well as Beings ow The Angels are his Ministers of State And to observe His Pleasure wayt Bless Him ye Angels who in strength excell And what His Will is you who do it tell IX You hear the Words which from His Mouth do flow And having hear'd strait to perform them go As swift as you are ready at His call Praise Him who made your place so high And let weak Mortals who did lower fall To whom you oft are sent on your wings upward fly Praise Him His Works 't is all that you can do For Him who did so much for you Praise Him my Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerfull Hallelujahs sing Psalm CIV Benedic anima mea Domino c. I. ARise My Soul and to th' Almighty King Sprightly and cheerful Hallelujahs sing To God who o're all gods renown'd With Majesty and Glory crown'd Le ts Thee His prayse resound And though Thy flame can never equal rise Unto His height accepts Thy Sacrifice 'T is He who with Eternal Light Obscures Himself as we are hid in night Who in the clearest beams do's cover A more sublime and piercing ray Making Our Heav'n and Common day But like a Curtain to be shifted over Who as He is to Blessed Souls is seen In glories farr above the Sky Without the help of sight or ey The only meanes we see Him by Who alwayes see Him with the Veil of Heav'n between II. The Waters are to God as ground Who in their floods has His foundations lay'd Has all their Ebbs and Flowings stay'd And in their depth a bottom found Waters are solid when He layes the Beams Of'His Chambers in their swiftest streames He makes the Clouds His Chariots Cloads which are Envy'd by Angels wayting there That when they go before the Clouds their God should bea Th' ambitious Winds aside their blust'ring lay And strew their downy Feathers in His way The Heav'nly Host before Him run Swift as the Air they tread upon Flames of fire His way prepare So bright and yet so terrible His Servants are III. Below the Center of the Mighty Deep Where undisturb'd the Aged Waters